Xiahou Jue no longer had patience and almost lost his mind. He slapped Luo Wanqing mercilessly, then forced Luo Wanqing to the back of the fantasy bird and whistled away.
"Retreat!" The general shouted in grief and anger when he saw that His Royal Highness had left safely.
The army was defeated like a mountain. The army of Dongyue retreated at full speed, threw away their helmets and armor, and was defeated, for fear of taking a step slower and being stomped off by horse hooves.
Luo Wanqing's figure was no longer visible, Jing Ao stopped embarrassedly. Is he a little bad?
Wuxin looked at Jing Ao coldly, threw the sword, and turned back.
Although Luo Wanqing is not afraid, Luo Wanqing's resentful voice just now hovered in her heart, making her very uneasy. Luo Wanqing is a disaster and must be eliminated!
Jing Ao sighed, did he do good or bad things? Alas, follow his heart and let it go. Who can predict the things in the world?
The black-clad cavalry chased each other relentlessly, and the Dongyue army suffered heavy losses, with less than a quarter of the army remaining, and fled in a hurry.
At this time, a girl in a battle robe rode a horse, with blood stains on her robe and a happy face.
"Miss Wuxin, the rear camp of the East Vietnam Army has been destroyed, and Caiyi is dealing with the funeral." Luo Yi turned off and reported.
Hearing this, Wuxin nodded. Dongyue had no troops to attack for the time being, and now it was only a matter of taking back the city of Yandian.
Several black-clad riders also rode back, flipped off their horses, and said, "Miss Wuxin, my subordinates are not good enough, so Prince Dongyue escapes."
Upon hearing this, Wuxin frowned, and her heart sank. She was still uneasy when she did not kill Luo Wanqing.
The dark clouds spread apart, revealing the slightly blue sky, it is very bright, the setting sun is slanting to the west, very beautiful.
The battlefield was full of corpses, the city gates were broken into pieces, and they were ruins.
The soldiers who were still alive were almost exhausted, some were sitting down, some were praying silently, and some were bandaging their wounds.
In short, it was very quiet, probably too quiet, and no one wanted to speak, and quietly bathed in the sunset.
Several broken flags are like dead leaves in late autumn, swaying in the autumn wind.
In the distance, there was a tall stone standing with a person standing, with the corners of her black clothes slightly raised, and she was still looking at the sky, at dusk, and the red clouds in the sky were like fire.
The afterglow scattered on her body, coated with a layer of golden light, noble and lonely, unrivaled in the world.
On the ruins of the city gate, several people couldn't help but look at the west side, with the sunset spots in their eyes.
Wuxin stretched his eyebrows and his heart gradually calmed down. His cold eyes were illuminated by the soft sunset and illuminated by the warmth.
Qingjun let out a sigh of relief. He wanted to walk over and watch the sunset with her. However, suddenly, he felt too far away. He had no confidence. She stood high and was full of light, as if she was in the sky.
It's out of reach.
Ye Chen was still silent, with a figure reflected in his eyes. Suddenly, he smiled slightly, the breath all over his body softened, and his eyes were as bright as obsidian.
Nangong Chen was lost for a moment. Somehow, the sunset was so beautiful that it was dazzling. She was not far away, but it seemed unreachable, as if she could float away at any time.
Suddenly, he wanted to keep her, but he didn't dare to touch her, for fear that she would disappear.
"It turns out that it's sunset and dusk." Jing Ao stretched out his hand, caught the jumping spot, looked at Wuxin's side face, and then smiled. It's so good that he had a life after the disaster.
The sunset stretches the shadows long, gradually blurring and disappearing.