The King of Qin and others defended themselves from the high ground, using sulfur bombs to repel the attacks of batches of Jin troops. There was a noise behind them, and it was another group of people who came to gather. They were all dressed as mountain people, with leggings hidden on their backs. Instead of riding a horse, he rushed in with a machete and an axe, rolled on the spot, dodged the sharp arrows of the Jin army, and swung his saber to chop off the hooves of the crippled horse.
What Guaizima is most afraid of is this kind of fighting method. Jin Wushu has been rampant for a long time, and he has only encountered it once, that time in the battle with Yue Pengju. These mountain people have been completely trained, as if they were specially trained for this kind of battle. Trained for battle.
The kidnapper suddenly burst into flames. In the chaos, some Jin troops trampled on each other and made a fuss. However, this group of people was small after all, and most of them had been intercepted and killed by the Jin army when they rushed in. The small number of people was not enough to deal with this kind of people. The formation caused a devastating impact. The kidnappers and horses covered each other and quickly stabilized their position.
Jin Wushu's eyes turned red. This was Yue Pengju's formation! He was riding on his horse, looking around at the mountains in the distance, the firelight soaring into the sky, and then at Hua Rong on the city platform - it was her! It was she who taught King Qin! She even told the pirate leader Yue Pengju's formation.
The sulfur bombs burned in the sky, and the smell of the burnt corpses of the Jin army suddenly reminded me of that night, the night to celebrate the "100th anniversary" of the son of Yelv Guanyin, the box of cuckolds scattered in the living room, and the fireworks that soared into the sky. It bloomed into a huge green turtle, and the green banner that occupied half of the city wall suddenly unfolded:
Wushu big turtle!
Countless faces, Yelu Guanyin, Zong Han, Puluhu, the Khitan soldier who cuckolded me... Countless enemies and enemies are laughing at me, laughing loudly, humiliating me mercilessly, the deepest humiliation in my heart:
Wushu big turtle!
Wushu big turtle!
Wushu big turtle! ! !
Even Hua Rong is a kind of betrayal! Why doesn't she die? Why not go to the festival? Why not preserve Yue Pengju’s illustrious reputation
She is betraying herself! Betray Yue Pengju!
At this moment, he suddenly equated himself with Yue Pengju. Jin Wushu was Yue Pengju! An unforgivable betrayal!
He was almost going crazy, the irritation of sulfur rushed into his nose, and his voice was like a hungry wild wolf coming from the deepest part of the black water of Beishan Mountain, cruel, vicious, and full of murderous intent:
"Kill, kill, kill..."
"Kill and leave no one alive...Kill and leave no one alive..."
"Kill no one alive!"
This crippled horse looked at their coach and the fourth prince of the Great Jin Kingdom, riding on the black horse in person, raising the black flag of the Jin Army, and commanding the warriors to attack fiercely: rush up and kill these abominable horses. Kill all the Song people!
Humans are no longer human beings, they are all beasts, biting and trampling each other, eager to dig out each other's hearts and eat them.
The people on the high platform were troubled by the fierce bows and arrows, and then the siege ladders. Even the fire bombs couldn't stop them. Moreover, the fire bombs were gradually running out. The Jin army dispatched such a huge army so quickly, They are simply unable to fight.
The crowd is like a lonely boat in the ocean, cowering and trying desperately, and may be submerged in the sea at any time. Even if a random wave hits, they will not be able to hold on!
I can’t support it anymore!
Hua Rong was riding on the black moonlight, her eyes were blood red. She was the first to rush down. Relying on the horse's footsteps and the cover of everyone, she seemed to be pushed down by King Qin: "Girl, you go quickly, leave right away, I will Follow..."
That was a slightly weak gap in the northwest corner. King Qin spent his busy schedule observing the best place to escape and asked her to break out of the siege, because another sound of fighting had already appeared there, and it was Liu Wusha. Here we come. Liu Wu is here to pick us up! He has the most confidence in Liu Wu. If there is still a chance of survival, he can only rely on Liu Wu.
However, Hua Rong soon discovered that King Qin was missing. She became frightened and fought with the surrounding Jin army: "Qin Shangcheng... Qin Shangcheng... King Qin..."
The King of Qin was surrounded by a large group of Jin soldiers. He was far away and had not yet made it out of the stairs. In the light of the sky, he saw her shouting, her voice frightened like a deer, trembling and full of despair.
"Girl, don't be afraid, go quickly, go quickly, I'll be here soon..."
"King Qin, you can't run away!"
The oncoming enemy was none other than Jin Wushu. He had thrown away the flag in his hand and his eyes were spitting out flames: "You shameless pirate, today will be your death anniversary next year..."
"Damn turtle, it's your turn to be shameless. I'm far from your match!" King Qin spat heavily. The deer-cutting knife seemed to never be dull. With one cut, a human head...
The blood is so splattered, and the death is so precise. It seems like a cruel art.
Killing is also an art, so people go crazy on a large scale.
"Quick, Fourth Prince, someone is fleeing to the northwest corner..."
That is the direction of Hua Rong.
Wu Qimai reminded him in a low voice: "Fourth Prince, is that... is Hua Rong... chasing or not?"
Jin Wushu was already red-blooded. Every time his Fangtian painted halberd came down, there was also a human head, as if he was competing with King Qin to cut off each other's heads. Then, they met him and cut off each other's heads!
"The fourth prince is Hua Rong. Should I pursue him or not?"
"Hurry up and kill without mercy. No one can escape..."
Wu Qimai was stunned for a moment and did not move for a moment.
"Hurry up and chase, leave no one alive, kill, kill them all... kill them all..."
Wu Qimai didn't dare to make any excuses or stop, and chased after him as fast as he could.
"Kill, kill, kill..."
"Kill, kill, kill..."
King Qin has never had any illusions about Jin Wushu from beginning to end. He knows very well that this person is never kind when he should be vicious, because of his true nature as a politician. Now that the mask of hypocrisy has been revealed, he will never leave any sympathy for Hua Rong. Therefore, we found the only gap and hoped that Hua Rong could escape. However, Jin Wushu had obviously noticed the gap and immediately issued a kill order. The Jin Army pursued there on a large scale. .His hope was shattered in an instant. He no longer cared about fear, brandishing his machete, and desperately chasing Hua Rong, hoping to get close to her, or to intercept and kill those who dared to hinder her escape.
He himself no longer held any hope of escape. He only looked at the woman from a distance, looking at her like a deer caught in a trap, and called out sadly: "Qin Shangcheng... King Qin..."
His eyes suddenly blurred, and he remembered her seventeen-year-old appearance, her misery after being injured by him, her forced wandering around the world because of Uncle Yang's intimidation, and his anger with her, asking her to give in first... These were all mine. I owe her, I am really sorry for this woman, for not being able to let her live a good life for a day.
His eyes were almost bleeding, even if he had to use all his strength, just to exchange for her escape this time, that's all.
A group of Jin soldiers who were about to approach Hua Rong suddenly stopped. It was a big man. He jumped off the big black horse and flew over the heads of the people. He lay in front of them and chopped off their heads. He blocked the chain of horses with his flesh and blood. …
After all, he is a body of flesh and blood. He cut the deer with a knife, but he could no longer resist the flying sharp arrows. They penetrated the sky with the air of thunder. That was the fourth prince of the Jin Kingdom who once showed off his skills at the Willow Shooting Festival. The fourth prince who was the first shooter—and the cheers of the Jin army: "I hit it, I hit it..."
"King Qin, you should die..."
This arrow was inserted into King Qin's back, but he felt no pain, nor could he hear the cheers of the Jin army. He just knew to kill, kill, kill...
As if numb! Until his body started to shake!
Until a voice sounded above her head, it was her shouting: "Qin Shangcheng..."
This sound is heartbreaking, heartbreaking!
He took a breath and wanted to shout, "Girl, run quickly..." However, the sound was gurgling in his throat, unable to come out, and it was vague and only he could hear it.
His body is slowly falling down!
When Hua Rong saw it, his eyes suddenly blurred and his scalp became numb. Yue Pengju and Zhahe, is he the King of Qin now? Is he the last man to die in front of him? Her voice didn't go through her brain, and she didn't even feel sad. "Qin Shangcheng, you don't want to die..."
Amidst the sky-high flames and the chaotic crowds of people, I suddenly heard a sharp voice that broke through the night sky, so clear and crisp: "Mom, mom..."
Lu Wenlong was riding on a horse. It was a white horse. He was waving a spear and dressed in casual clothes, like a little knight from ancient myths. However, the young knight suddenly stopped talking and looked at the man in the firelight in horror. That woman:
"Qin Shangcheng... Qin Shangcheng... King Qin..."
Her body rose and fell in the black moonlight, her voice was hoarse, she lost consciousness, her black hair was scattered, and she turned as gray as snow in an instant...
Lu Wenlong was holding the spear. He didn't know whether it was the blood on the tip of the spear or the blood in his eyes. He felt that his eyes hurt so much, as if his eyeballs were about to fall off. He looked in horror at the woman who suddenly had white hair. That was what he was looking at. Yes, I saw it with my own eyes, and saw that her hair was as green as snow. His mother was like a crazy soul in the firelight, completely ignoring her own flesh and blood, and rushing forward from the tip of the knife to the tip of the spear...
What could be more tragic than witnessing your mother being besieged by thousands of people and unable to escape
What could be more terrifying than hearing with your own ears that your father ordered someone to kill your mother
Is there anything more tragic than seeing your mother grow old in an instant
In my ears, it was still Dad, no, it was the high-spirited order of the great fourth prince of the Jin Kingdom: "Kill, kill, kill, don't let anyone go..."
How dare you go private if you want to benefit the country
That is his principle, great fourth prince! He is so great from beginning to end!
Slowly, the sound became quieter, and Lu Wenlong subconsciously covered his ears, as if his ears were suddenly deafened, leaving only his sight, only his eyeballs protruding, and all he could see was the white patch of white hair - all his eyes were covered with white hair. , drifting in the sea of blood!
Everyone was stunned, and the whole world suddenly stopped. Whether it was the Jin Army or King Qin's subordinates, they all stopped and looked at the white-haired woman quietly. The chaotic place, the corpses scattered all over the place, filled the air. We could only hear each other's turbid breathing and the hoarseness of the war horses from time to time. Only this made it even more obvious how lonely the world was.