"father……"

The panting Yang Yu grinned, but the velvet on his lips, which was only seventeen years old, had blood beads on it. Maybe it was because he was thirsty. He stuck out his tongue and licked it, and then smiled again.

"Dad, we, we succeeded!"

Success!

He reined in his horse fiercely, Yang Yufan looked at Jiannu, and then he laughed loudly.

"Yu'er, I will die for my country with your father...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden scream, and the man was about to fall off his horse. Yang Yu, who was hitting his father on the back of the head with the back of his knife, hurriedly grabbed his father and shouted to Yang Yan.

"Cousin, please protect my father!"

Before Yang Yan could react, he shouted.

"Cavalry! Kill the prisoners!"

Then he took the lead and charged towards Jian Nu. When the other cavalry saw him, they all shouted "Kill the prisoner!" and rushed after him without hesitation.

"Let's go..."

Yang Yu shouted as he walked,

"Kill the prisoners! Kill..."

The shouts in the distance made Yang Yan cry "Ah...". While crying, he whipped his horse with all his strength, and rushed out of the battlefield with a dozen cavalrymen protecting his fifth uncle.

"ah……"

Tears flowed like rain, and the shouts behind him became smaller and smaller.

"kill……"

Yang Yu fell off his horse, waving the knife in his hand, shouting and killing Jiannu.

"Kill the prisoners..."

When he shouted the last word, the meteor hammer fell on him violently, and a large piece of his chest was dented. When the man fell backward, he was lying on the ground, his internal organs had been smashed, and his mouth

There was blood pouring out of my eyes, and tears flowed from my eyes.

Dad, it hurts so much...

It hurts...

Looking at the sky, tears covered his eyes. What his father had said to him countless times came to mind again. There has never been a hereditary military position, only hereditary military bravery. Only military bravery can make the Yang family prosper from generation to generation.

Pass on the military legacy...

"mother……"

The voice slowly became fainter. Even so, his hand was still groping there. Finally, he was holding a knife. In a state of confusion, he put the knife to his chest and unconsciously touched something on the knife.

What could he find on the long knife that was covered in blood? His fingers covered in blood were groping on the blade and seemed to be wiping it there. Finally, he touched a word on it.

Loyal!

The word was also stained with blood. He touched the word and seemed to want to outline the word with his fingertips, but his fingers gradually became unable to move.

"Dad...Mom..."

When he was about to lose his breath, the last cavalryman beside him fell. He just stood there with his sword propped up, kneeling there...

Looking at the Ming cavalry kneeling there, Fei Yanguo was riding on the horse, he just stared at them, staring at these dead Ming soldiers, and suddenly he smiled and burst into laughter.

"well……"

It was these Ming troops who disrupted all his plans, their absolute counterattack, and their desperate fight.

One person fights for his life, but ten people can't stop him!

At this moment, he understood this sentence.

"sixteen……"

Before Neksai could finish speaking, Fei Yanguo slammed the back of his knife into his face and said loudly.

"withdraw!"

There is no point in fighting anymore!

…

The moment Xu Linchuan withdrew and formed a hollow phalanx with his brothers and formed a formation with bayonets, thousands of cavalry were immediately in front of him and rushed towards their phalanx as if risking their lives. These men were armed with spears and sabers.

The cavalrymen who shouted in unison with bows and arrows did not mind at all the flying shrapnel knocking down their companions, nor did they mind the wall of bayonets in front of them. They threw their spears at the Ming army from a distance, and one shot could at least penetrate it.

Two or three people.

Seeing so many cavalry rushing toward him at the same time, Xu Linchuan couldn't help but sweat on his palms and nose. He deeply felt the strong oppression of this training, and he felt an inexplicable fear. That kind of fear made him

His mind went blank. Just as Xu Linchuan's mind went blank, the captain's calm voice brought him back to reality.

"Raise the gun!"

And the cavalry on the opposite side was almost under their noses. At the moment when he pulled the trigger, he could finally see a large number of cavalry on the opposite side being shot down like sickles passing through the wheat fields. The bodies hit by bullets were twitching in the wind...

…

At this moment, Jiannu, who was like a wave, suddenly retreated like a flood, coming and going as quickly as it came.

When retreating, Fei Yanguo retreated resolutely and resolutely, without any delay. After lightly relaxing the battlefield, he immediately withdrew from the battlefield and even withdrew from Liaoyang City.

After a while, the deafening shouts of killing disappeared. In this wilderness, the smell of gunpowder smoke accompanied by the breeze was mixed with the dense smell of blood. The smell of blood shrouded the space between the sky and the earth, and even the wind could not stop it.

Can't blow him away.

The soldiers who formed a square formation smelled the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood in the air. They looked at Jiannu who had retreated in shock. The most thrilling scene before had ended at this time, but the soldiers still held hands tightly.

With the rifles in their hands, they remained silent and looked at the retreating slaves!

They retreated!

we won!

But no one cheered or celebrated.

After the battle, within the field of vision visible to the naked eye, the corpses of countless people and war horses were scattered scattered. Among the corpses, there were some horses that had lost their owners and were mourning among the corpses. Thick smoke billowed from the

It rose in the battlefield, straight into the air.

We won...

But no one cheered for victory...

Everyone was very tired. They sat heavily on the ground and didn't even have the strength to celebrate their victory.

What to celebrate?

Looking around, there were dead bodies everywhere, including brothers and slaves. Suddenly, someone burst into tears. A moment ago, each of them was alive, but now there is no breath at all.

The dead people just died like this, their postures were various, and the ways they died were also different, but the only thing in common was their loyalty. Perhaps, this loyalty was not to the country, but to them.

Time, this kind of brotherly love is enough!

"ah……"

Xu Linchuan, who was lying on the ground, suddenly roared loudly. Many brothers around him fell down.

When he woke up again, tears flowed from Yang Yufan's eyes. He just lay there, looking at the sky dreamily, and the tears kept flowing out.

"Dad, why are we fighting?"

"The Yang family was born to fight..."

Son...

Yang Yufan cried in his heart, that is his little son, he is petite, petite, the one he loves the most and loves the most... Tears were flowing, and at this moment, he even had the urge to die.

Tears flowed down my face, but the pain in my heart could not make up for it...

When Jiannu withdrew, everything was over. Yang Yu was also over, and it just ended there.

When people found him, he had no trace of life left. His chest was smashed by the meteor hammer and his internal organs were crushed. He lost his life early. Around him, hundreds of people fell down.

The cavalry, their armors were studded with arrows, and those once bright armors were stained with blood. Among the corpses on the ground, only a handful of cavalry were still alive, but most of them were seriously injured and were still suffering from their wounds.

Except for a very few people, those who were seriously injured were still suffering from the pain of their injuries as their lives passed away. For people who had experienced battles for a long time, they knew what to do at this time, and they all

He took out his dagger, and with the gratitude of the brothers, he stabbed the knife into the main artery of the brothers. For the injured, this was the last "mercy".

Sitting next to his son's body, Yang Yufan didn't say a word. He just sat quietly next to his son's body. After taking off his armor, he wiped the blood from the corners of his son's lips with his sleeves.

"Yu'er, Yu'er..."

Tears covered his eyes. When he looked around, he saw the corpses on the ground. He, who was not yet forty years old, seemed to have gray hair at this moment.
Chapter completed!