The Jin army was suddenly in chaos. It was impossible to tell whether they were friends or foes. In the chaos, they could only kill blindly or avoid the rapidly spreading fire. Especially Guaizima, who was slow to move. When the fire spread, no one was there yet. Why, the war horse couldn't bear it at first, its skin was torn and its flesh was torn, and the horse jumped wildly. If you were not careful, the horse's butt was already scorched. The pain made the war horse crazy, and the heavy-armored golden army could no longer control it. It was jolted down by the horse, and there was a chaos. Trampled, countless casualties...
Those were the elite troops of King Qin. He did not hesitate to take risks with his own life, just to survive like this. He never dared to despise Jin Wushu. Even if he despised his personality, he would not Underestimating his strength.
Jin Wushu also discovered that just like fishing, King Qin actually used himself as bait. The snipe and the clam were fighting, but the real fisherman was behind. He had seen the power of King Qin's firearms before, but because of his own advantage, It's so big that there's no way he can stir up any trouble.
Jin Wushu kept giving orders, but in the chaos, no one listened at all. He killed two fleeing soldiers with a knife, trying to stop the rout, but it was still ineffective. Water and fire were ruthless, and they were quickly suffocated. I'm so mad at my parents, I just hate that my parents have lost two legs.
Even when Jin Wushu was giving the order, he was bumped into by a soldier who was on fire. He only heard a roar and his hair and beard were on fire. He had to fight in a hurry to put out the fire.
Disturbed by this incident, when he came back to his senses, he saw that the strange "Jin Army" had already rushed past from the direction of the empty sentry tower. At the front of them was the covered King of Qin He Huarong, etc.
Rush over and you will reach the border of Song Dynasty.
The Song Dynasty was weak. In recent years, except for some bandits, there was no border defense at all. Which group of bandits could stop such a regular army
"Fourth Prince, King Qin has escaped..."
"Fourth Prince, what should I do?"
"Oh my god, the little prince ran away too..."
No, we can’t let King Qin run away!
We can’t let Lu Wenlong run away either!
Even Hua Rong can't let her run away!
He was shocked. Did he come here today just to intercept and kill King Qin? Not even because of that woman? He was also angry, so furious, why? She can come and leave whenever she wants. Is the Kingdom of Jin a no-man's land
"Hurry up and catch up immediately..."
Amidst the shouts, a thunderbolt almost exploded beside him, and the black horse neighed and ran wildly. Jin Wushu finally managed to rein in the horse and was almost thrown off the horse, looking extremely embarrassed.
Some generals are still asking: "Fourth Prince, what should I do?"
Jin Wushu was riding on the Wuzui horse, panting loudly and sweating profusely. At this moment, he was helpless and could only watch the group of people quickly cross the border of the sentry tower.
He looked far away and saw only the last person, who stopped and reined in his horse.
Even though he was so far away, he still saw him. It was Lu Wenlong, it was Lu Wenlong.
He opened his mouth, trying to call him out, but couldn't. Lu Wenlong was the same way. He opened his mouth several times, but couldn't make a sound. He only held his own spear, with blood still dripping from the tip...
In front of him is his mother and an unknown world.
Behind him is a familiar world and an enemy who killed his entire family.
He had no choice but to grit his teeth.
"Little prince, hurry up, come back soon..."
"Little prince, don't be fooled..."
"Little prince, that is an enemy country. Who is an enemy? They are all enemies. They will harm you..."
…
Jin Wushu gritted his teeth and couldn't shout. He could only watch his subordinates making noises. Especially Wu Qimai, knowing the fourth prince's love for Lu Wenlong, he really wanted to rush forward and pull him back.
Lu Wenlong was still standing there. Between the two sides, separated by a blazing fire, were some corpses that had been hit by brimstone bombs and could no longer escape, dead horses, and in the sea of fire, their frightened souls rushed to the sky...
Someone was calling him from behind:
"Son, let's go quickly..."
"Wenlong, let's go quickly..."
"Master Lu, let's go quickly..."
Those calls were all strange and inexplicable. They were unfamiliar to him. They were calls from the Song Dynasty.
Should I be the young prince of the Jin Kingdom or the Lu Gongzi of the Song Kingdom
Lu Wenlong stayed where he was, staring at Jin Wushu opposite him, tears falling from his eyes, big tears.
Then, he turned around slowly.
Several Jin soldiers had already rushed forward, but were intercepted by Liu Wu who turned around. Seeing that he hadn't left for a long time, Liu Wu ran back in person, protected him, and shouted: "Wenlong, hurry, hurry, hurry..."
However, he did not leave. He still stood where he was, looking back at this "homeland" - the homeland he once thought of, the hometown he thought he was, the place he thought he would live and die in.
And that person - the fourth prince of Dajin. The father he admired the most for more than ten years. So many mutual friendships, so many family happiness, so many days of being loved and cared for.
It turned out that they were strangers.
The Jin soldiers shouted and rushed forward again, but he still didn't know how to advance or retreat, like a walking corpse. The two sides were engaged in a bloody battle again. Liu Wu wanted to continue firing sulfur bombs, but he was afraid of hurting him, so he was anxious He kept shouting: "Let's go, Wenlong, let's go quickly..."
A woman's figure, with white hair, stumbled and shouted: "Wenlong... son... child, go quickly..."
She was originally protecting King Qin, but because King Qin had fallen, she could not leave him even a step. Two soldiers supported King Qin, and she followed them step by step, pulling on the corner of his clothes, as if she wanted to help him. Keeping the last soul, she must not let the God of Death take him away, for fear that if she lets go, the God of Death will win. She cannot lose. So, she even forgot about the technique to kill Jin Wu. She even forgot about her hatred.
However, she could not see her son for a long time, and she had not forgotten him. So she became even more anxious and had to run back to look for him. Her face was covered with blood, and she completely ignored the rushing Jin Army and opened her arms to pull him, like a calf guard. The hen, despite her staggering steps, is still fulfilling her mother's last-minute duties.
The white hair floated on his face, which hurt when he was swept away. Lu Wenlong turned around, hugged her, and burst into tears.
Jin Wushu couldn't hear his cries, but only saw the young man's back, which instantly grew taller.
Even his spear was truly full of power at this moment. That was the power of choice.
Jin Wushu's Fang Tian lowered his halberd, heartbroken. At this moment, he suddenly lost his support. It seemed that the first half of his life was a ridiculous situation. It was a situation that he had arranged for himself.
White hair, suddenly I saw the fluttering white hair, floating from the back of the young man, in the light of the flame, blazing, burning, full of sorrow. That was her white hair, her head full of white hair, In the evening wind, swaying. swaying, swaying.
Black hair, beauty.
She had grown old. It was as if he really knew this fact only now.
Why is her hair turning gray? Why
Who made her grow old
Why does a good woman have gray hair
Wasn't she singing "Three Autumn Osmanthus, Ten Miles of Lotus" in her mansion? Isn’t she holding a Jun kiln rose tea cup in her slender hands, transforming into thousands of flowers, birds, insects and fish? She even plays the piano with her bare hands and skillfully cuts new oranges. She is even occasionally tender and has watery eyes. She will even look at her with concern and ask a question; she will even wear bright clothes and have a docile attitude; she will even serve a dish. A bowl of delicious sugar-watered eggs is placed in front of you, just like the most ideal wife who once walked in and out of your tent.
Ah, those days on the grassland; those days that have passed away, so many days that can be missed.
Why did he become whiteheaded
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"What about the fourth prince, Hua Rong... and the little prince?"
"Kill, kill without mercy..."
This dialogue came from the bottom of my heart. This was an order given by myself. It was me who wanted to kill her first! He wanted to retort loudly: "No, no, no", it was not him, it was not his voice, this was not his original intention, how could he really want to kill her? No, absolutely not, she doesn’t even know what she did for her. Not herself!
However, that voice keeps circling and lingering in my mind, like a fire burning, constantly roasting, constantly judging: It’s you, it’s you, it’s you!
He covered his ears and shouted repeatedly: "No, it's not me, it's not me..." amid the surprised looks of the people around him.
The subordinates were still making noises and shouting: "The little prince has run away..."
"Oh my god, the little prince really ran away with Song Zhu..."
"What should we do with those Song pigs? Should we chase them?"
Their discussion was interrupted by several thunder bombs thrown in succession. It was the one-eyed Liu Wu who cut off the rear in person and led a group of brave dead soldiers to completely block the pursuit of the Jin army. In this battle, he became The most eye-catching focus and the most dazzling star of both Song and Jin Dynasties.
After the smoke dispersed slightly, Jin Wushu discovered that the young men with white hair were all running. Running.
"Hua Rong, Hua Rong, come back... Son, come back... Son..."
In this shout, Lu Wenlong's figure had already disappeared.
Even the white hair on his head has gone away and gradually blurred.
In the midst of her blood and tears, she even forgot to look at him again, and even her hatred for him. He thought that if she looked back, even if she suddenly remembered that she had not killed herself yet - even if it was for revenge, she should look back. Look!
But, she didn't!
She never had it! Like I am an insignificant little character, like there is no such person like me in the world.
"Hua Rong... Hua Rong..."
He was hoarse and burst into tears.
The subordinates all looked at him quietly, with their heads lowered, and then they swept the battlefield wordlessly.
This is a lose-lose war with no winners.
A spy suddenly ran up and said loudly: "Report to the Fourth Prince that another enemy group has been found..."
who? Could it be that King Qin’s people haven’t escaped yet
"I couldn't see clearly. They didn't get close and ran away early. They were probably Yelu Dayong's people..."
It was Yelu Dayong. He had joined forces with Hailing earlier to completely eradicate the Serpent Tribe. Later, because of the 100,000 silver and 250,000 silk, he had a bloody battle with Hailing. In the final count of the battlefield, although they lost 100,000 silver and several thousand troops and horses, but I got more than half of 250,000 silk, which can be considered as some compensation.