Luo Shixin and Shan Xiongxin took the lead, and Tianluo's enemy army was completely defeated in front of them.
Wherever the two of them passed, the Tianluo soldiers collapsed, and no enemy could stop them.
Blood splattered, and spears flashed across the sky.
In the distance, Chu Feifan and Bai Qi were watching the battle on the battlefield, with strong fighting intent in their eyes.
"Zilong, Shixin, and Ran Min are so brave that they are rare in this world!"
"Bai Qi, if this battle falls, I will hand over Tianluo Imperial City to you. If I take Tianluo Er and other generals, I will stay here. You will be the supreme commander of the three armies."
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty, I will be frightened in the end!"
"Bai Qi, you are the first general under my command. Your ability to command troops is impeccable, but you are not decisive in killing."
Bai Qi kills gods, slaughters people, and practices killing techniques, so he should be decisive in killing, but in front of him, Bai Qi always remembers Chu Feifan's edict, so he rarely kills the enemy. Anyone who wants to surrender can leave a trace
A way out.
"General Bai doesn't have to feel pressure. As a general, commanding thousands of troops, you must not be a woman's benevolence and kill all the people who should be killed. Killing one is a sin for a man, killing ten thousand is a hero. Killing nine million means that
To be a hero among heroes."
"Bai Qi, remember this!"
Chu Feifan nodded lightly and stared straight ahead. At this time, the fierce battle at Wusi Pass was coming to an end. Tianluo's enemy troops were very few. At this time, Yingli was no longer on horseback.
Hundreds of Tianluo soldiers were blocked by Ying Li. At this moment, his body was dripping with blood. Although he was seriously injured and his shirt was stained with blood, he still fought with blood.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Yingli's spear was stained red with blood. He was not swinging it to knock away the soldiers who were attacking him. At this time, he was exhausted, but he still insisted on standing tall, with killing intent in his eyes.
"Your Excellency is so brave that Tianluo is so lucky to have you in Tianluo's army!"
"Wu Siguan and Wu Chu are bound to win. Now you are at the end of your battle. If you surrender, there is still a glimmer of hope!"
Ran Min stood up with his spear in hand, his eyes resting on Ying Li, his eyes flashing with awe. This man was brave and loyal. He knew he was outmatched but fought hard to this point. He sacrificed his life for the sake of his country.
If he encountered this situation, he would probably be nothing more than this, so Ran Min admired Ying Li as his opponent from the bottom of his heart.
"surrender?"
"We swear to die in Wusiguan and live together or die together!"
"Soldiers, kill!"
Ying Li screamed at the top of his lungs, held the Zhonghan Spear tightly, stepped forward, and waved the spear crazily.
"Obsessed!"
"All officers and men listen to the order and draw their bows!"
Qin Qiong gave an order, and all the soldiers under his command picked up their bows and arrows, and the arrows emitting cold light were pointed directly at the Tianluo soldiers.
at this time.
As long as Ying Li makes another move, the Chu army can kill him in an instant.
"Thousands of bones have withered after thousands of years of fighting. I wanted to defend my homeland, but my fate fell here!"
"Sad, sad!"
Ying Li roared loudly, and blood continued to fall from his face. Although he was a general of Tianluo, he was deeply respected by the soldiers of the Chu army. It was a pity that such a man died, but he belonged to a different camp.
We have different paths and cannot walk together. Ran Min had no choice but to sigh softly.
"Don't kill those who surrender, but behead those who resist in a corner!"
Qin Qiong also admires Ying Li, but how can there be any personal emotion in the war between the two countries? If Ying Li does not surrender at this time, the Chu army will shoot him.
Ying Li wildly waved the cold gun in his hand, stumbling and almost falling to the ground. He held onto the handle of the gun tightly and straightened up. He looked back at Wen Qi, who was still beating the drum on the city, and the corners of his eyes instantly became wet.
"boom!"
"boom!"
On the pass, when I heard that Qi was risking his life and banging the military drum, he seemed to vent all his anger on the military drum to express the resentment in his heart.
He and Ying Li both achieved great fame at a young age, but finally failed to achieve their goals. Wusiguan passed by for five years, and today they were defeated. They will go to hell together. They are unwilling to accept it. Only beating drums can release their obsessions.
Chu Feifan always paid attention to the man beating the drum on the pass. Every sound of his drum seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.
Pegasus galloped, he arrived on the battlefield in a few breaths, raised his hand to signal the soldiers to put away their giant bows, and glanced sideways at Luo Shixin.
"Shixin, go and invite the man in green from the city. Remember not to hurt his life!"
Luo Shixin was puzzled, but he still nodded, turned around and walked toward the pass with dozens of people.
"Ying Li, I am the emperor of the Chu Kingdom. Although the general is defeated in this battle, it is an honor. The soldiers under your command are all fierce soldiers."
"A soldier bears a bear, and a general bears a bear."
"The general leads the troops well and is willing to die loyal to the country. I really admire him!"
"I have always cherished talents. If the general is willing to surrender, not only will the general be safe and sound, but the soldiers under your command will also be saved from being massacred!"
"Emperor Chu, cherish your talents?"
"Leave these high-sounding words to others!"
"There is no weak soldier under my command. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Once the smoke rises, there will be no regrets in life or death!"
Ying Li was determined to die as revenge, and Chu Feifan's words did not tempt him at all. Seeing that Ying Li refused to give in, a cold murderous intent flashed across his eyes.
at this time.
Luo Shixin arrived with Wen Qi, and it was only then that he saw clearly the appearance of the visitor. He was dressed in green clothes, with handsome cheeks and sharp eyebrows. Although he was a scribe, the aura exuding from his body was still sharp.
"Kneel down!"
"How dare you not kneel down when you see my emperor!"
Luo Shixin shouted rudely, raised his leg and kicked Zai Wenqi in the crook of the leg. He leaned forward and knelt on one knee, with a look of pain on his face.
"Whoa!"
Wen Qi was forced to kneel down, but when his knees just touched the ground, his figure rose up again and looked directly at Chu Feifan.
"I kneel to the sky, to the ground, and to my parents in the middle. Emperor Chu is not my emperor, so why should I kneel!"
Wen Qi's voice was like a bell, his expression was as calm as ever, and his eyes shone with determination.
Chu Feifan chuckled when he heard the sound. He didn't expect to meet two strong men in Wu Siguan today. Ying Li was brave and good at fighting, upright, loyal to the emperor and the country. He heard that Qi had a deep feeling in his heart and had the talent to learn from the world. He was a rare wise man.
Chu Feifan could get it from both of them, but both of them would rather die than surrender, which put him in a dilemma.
"Zilong, take the gun from Ying Li's hand. Since you don't want to surrender, I will personally send him on his way!"
Zhao Yun took the order and thrust out the silver gentian spear in his hand through the wind. A bit of cold light flashed out, and the spear's edge was as fast as thunder.
When Ying Li saw the spear coming towards him, he did not resist, but quietly waited for death to come.
"General!"
"General!"
The soldiers of Tianluo shouted loudly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a calm smile on his face, as if death was a kind of relief for him.
"Whoa!"
The spear in Zhao Yun's hand penetrated the void and stopped a centimeter away from Ying Li's neck.
When the strong wind stops, the spear stops.
Ying Li opened his eyes and looked at the gun point close at hand. Zhao Yun rotated his wrist and the gun handle hit his neck.
"boom!"
A crash sound was heard, and Ying Li's figure flew backwards, blood stains flying from the corners of his mouth, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes.
"General!"
Wen Qi shouted sharply and tried to rush forward, but Luo Shixin blocked his figure with the iron gun in his hand.
"Your Majesty, how should we deal with this person?"