The flames of war are endless, and there is no end to the war.
Ning Yuanjue's voice became hoarse and hollow. He put his head on my neck, rubbed it slightly, and asked me in a low voice: "Zipei, are you afraid?"
"Afraid! I don't want to die like this. The fortune teller you mentioned is a magic teller. He is very accurate. I believe we will be fine!" She sniffed and tilted her face slightly to his face, feeling how handsome he was.
The bridge of my nose felt sour in my heart.
The men and horses in front were gradually approaching, but we did not dare to act rashly, because no matter which way we ran, we would be attacked by both sides.
"Is there any etiquette on the battlefield?" He wanted to tell a joke to lighten the atmosphere, but found that he couldn't even act or speak.
"Wrap your clothes, listen, there is a small loess bag on the left, whip your whip hard, and spur the horse to run sideways to the right. When the horse gallops up, I count to three and we all jump together and run to the left!" Ning Yuan
Jue whispered in his ear, saying every word very clearly and clearly, lest I misunderstood even half of what he said.
Um!
The team in front is gradually approaching, with a black flag on a yellow background and a majestic character "Ke". Ning Yuanjue's breathing is calmer, but he still does not dare to act rashly. If we make the slightest move, the arrows from the rear bow will leave the string and hit us.
Shoot into a hornet's nest.
shelf!
Without any room for further thought, he whipped the horse with a whip, causing the horse to neigh and howl, raise its hooves, and spur the horse to the right.
At that time, our actions were like a huge stone breaking the waveless lake surface!
Here, firelight like a meteor shower came riding on the wind; over there, the sound of killing vibrated, and stone bullets fell like raindrops.
Ning Yuanjue jumped off his horse, and in order not to delay me, Ning Yuanjue struggled to get up from the ground as quickly as possible, and both of them ran towards the covering loess bag with all their strength. They ran behind and sat down, leaning on the mound of earth out of breath.
He was panting, listening to the noisy battlefield, and didn't even have the strength to look around. Maybe he was afraid of the scene of meat and blood.
Ning Yuanjue hummed and leaned to the side. He felt the sticky liquid in his hands. He was shocked and sat down to take a closer look. His clothes were soaked in blood, and his hands were ice-cold to the bone. He was shaking slightly. It must be because of pain!
"It's okay, it will be daybreak soon." He pecked my face gently, kissed away the tears from the corners of my eyes, and comforted me and said, "When daybreak comes, we can go back to the military camp for breakfast."
This! What is this? This girl was so hurt when she saw his injury that he still had the time to say these words! "I just know how to eat! It turned into a pig!" He roared angrily and asked quickly: "This is going to happen.
How long will the fight last? Who has a better chance of winning?"
"I don't know! I can't even figure out why he would launch a new campaign in such a short period of time." Ning Yuanjue shook his head solemnly and leaned towards me. Although he was very close to me, his voice seemed to be thousands of miles away: "Zi
Pei, I don’t know why, but I always have a bad premonition in my heart. Every time I hold your hand, I feel it’s not so real. It seems that the more I want to hold on to you, the less I can hold on to you. When I was away, I always thought
Looking at you in front of the lotus pond that day, you came out of the mud without being turbid, and you washed the water without being evil. It would be good to send you to Wufeng Temple, at least you won't cause trouble. I was already very worried about what happened at the Moulin Rouge last time.
But in the end, God is not as good as man. You still provoked a lot of people and did a lot of ridiculous things that you should and shouldn't do! Even Wufeng'an can't lock you up. I really don't know where I can stop you.
At this point, I am waiting for my triumphant return to welcome you to the throne. Zipei, in the eyes of many people, I am just a half-hearted prince, and even this title is just because of my father's glory, so I want to sharpen myself through the battlefield. But
, more because I want to have enough ability to protect you and prevent you from being hurt at all! I said, I will not let you go once I hold your hand, Zipei, but..."
"Jue, stop talking. I know! We will be together, don't think too much about it, okay!" She cried bitterly and covered his mouth: "After so much, God has no reason not to let us be together!"
In the blink of an eye, all the sounds were swallowed up by roars.
When someone dies in a battle in the field, the defeated horse howls to the sky in sorrow.
The sound made my ears hurt and my heart ached.
"careful!"
Before I could react, Ning Yuanjue had already pushed me away and blocked the flying stone bullets.
With a muffled groan, blood gushed out from his lips, blooming like a flower from the other side in the gradually brightening blue!
Flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, but the flowers cannot be seen at the roots, and the flowers cannot be seen at the roots...
The sound of swords gradually ceased, green smoke curled up on the gray land, black kites pecked at people's intestines, flew up to dry branches, soldiers painted grass, and generals were empty.
Ning Yuanjue in my arms had passed out and was breathing weakly. If the blood in his chest hadn't been dripping, I would have thought he was dead, a death I couldn't accept.
In the thick fog, a figure gradually became clearer. The sword in his hand was stained with blood. His strong hands and resolute face showed that he should indeed belong to the battlefield. He hugged the person in his arms tightly again and said, "Long time no see.