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Li Shouquan heard the words, knelt down on the spot, and said earnestly: "I have always known the righteousness of a general, but this world can live without me, Li Shouquan, but it cannot live without a general."

"Even if the general wants to kill me, I don't want to see the general trapped here to death."

"As long as the general can get out of trouble safely, even if I, Li Shouquan, die, I will die with the Tartars at the foot of the mountain."

Zhou Tong glared angrily, but he saw Li Shouquan, who Wang Ri was solemn and cold-tempered, his eyes were red and he was about to shed tears.

"This person is either loyal or treacherous!"

Such a thought flashed through his mind, he sighed and helped Li Shouquan up from the ground, and said with emotion: "I know that Shouquan is loyal, among the three armies, Du Sandao is my brother and foot, but Li Shouquan is my confidant!"

The situation was so critical that Zhou Tong had to start thinking about retreating.

He grabbed Li Shouquan's arms and said: "If you are allowed to be trapped here by these Tartars, then I will have to kill myself and apologize."

"For the current plan, the only way to tell the whole army is that General Zhang Dingbian has already brought an army of building boats from Hanshui to kill them. There are enough food and grass on the building boats, and there are tens of thousands of troops."

"As long as I wait for another three days, I can wait for the reinforcements from General Zhang Dingbian. When the time comes, I will attack back and forth, and I will definitely be able to defeat the Yuan soldiers."

Only then did Li Shouquan heaved a sigh of relief, and said: "It's the last general who was worrying too much. It turns out that the general has a plan long ago, and this subordinate will go and spread the word to the whole army."

Zhou Tong nodded, looking at the figure of Li Shouquan and Li Qu, his eyes gradually narrowed.

"If you persuade me to flee under such circumstances, once the news is known to the army, people will immediately lose their minds, and the day of defeat is not far away!"

"Even if I can escape at that time, I will become a laughing stock in the world. I will be called a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. It will be difficult to have a bright future."

"Of course, it's also possible that Li Shouquan is loyal and that's why he made such a bad move."

"Li Shouquan, what kind are you?"

A deep light flashed in Zhou Tong's eyes, and Li Shouquan's performance made him realize that the moment of life and death had come.

Even the commander-in-chief has this thought of defeat, so how panicked should the soldiers under his command be?

That night, Yuan soldiers attacked the mountain again in a big way. The torches were brightly lit, almost burning the night sky red.

"General, this is the enemy's tactic to exhaust the troops. The entire Yuan court army is divided into three groups, and they attack the mountain day and night. I'm afraid we won't be able to last long if this continues." Li Shouquan said with a heavy tone.

Zhou Tongkeng swung his saber, cut off a strand of Li Shouquan's long hair, and said coldly: "The enemy is at hand, anyone who dares to disturb the morale of the army will be killed without mercy!"

"Li Shouquan, thinking of your loyalty, I will cut off a strand of your hair today. If you commit another crime next time, you will definitely be cut off."

Zhou Tong said loudly: "Our reinforcements from the Chongming Army are not far from here. If you stick to it for three days, you can defeat the Yuan soldiers."

"I will advance and retreat with all of you, and I will never surrender as long as I have a breath."

"The great cause has not been accomplished, and the world is in ruins. Yuan Ting regards the Han people as pigs and dogs. Yuan Ting and I will never die!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

With a roar, he took the lead and rushed towards the Yuan soldiers. Wherever he passed, people turned on their backs, killing corpses and blood, and wreckage everywhere.

For an entire hour, the long knife was covered with scarlet blood, and even the blade was blunted. Zhou Tong's hair was disheveled, his face was covered in blood, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

He rushed all the way, in all directions, almost all of them were enemies, there were too many enemies!

After killing a group of Yuan soldiers again, Zhou Tong suddenly felt a chill on his face, and whispered in a trance, "Is the blood of the Tartars cold?"

At this time, Li Shouquan's ecstatic shout came from his ears: "General, it's raining!"

Zhou Tong raised his head suddenly and found that thousands of raindrops were falling in the sky above the sky, making the night vast.

He couldn't help laughing loudly, and roared to the sky: "The sky will never stop me, the sky will never stop me!"

"Everyone, follow me to fight, the day when we defeat the enemy is not far away!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The continuous drizzle made the mountain road gradually muddy, and the Yuan soldiers' offensive was blocked, so they had to retreat temporarily.

Almost everyone in the Chongming army was wounded, and even the horses were killed.

Wearing a broken battle armor, Zhou Tong personally went to the army to help set up camp and calm people's hearts. It was not until dawn that he had a respite.

He looked in the direction of Hanshui and whispered, "Hanshui is the one who can save the Chongming army!"

Chapter 71

On Calabash Mountain, it rained lightly all night.

For the soldiers of the Chongming Army, this was a painful torture. The cold and rain on the mountain made the garrison, which was already short of supplies, even more difficult.

Over the course of the night, hundreds of soldiers suffered serious injuries due to the rain, and completely stopped breathing in this rainy night.

Zhou Tong set foot on the top of the mountain alone, watching the miserable conditions of the soldiers under his command, his aura became more and more indifferent.

"Zeguo Jiangshan enters the battle plan, the living people He Jile Qiaosu, relying on Jun Mo's words to seal the marquis affairs, one will succeed and the bones will die."

His voice echoed in the night sky, and the last trace of pity in his eyes was gradually dissipating.

If people familiar with him are by his side, they will find that after this tragic battle, Zhou Tong has become more and more heroic, and has become more and more cold and ruthless.

Zhou Tong let the rain fall, drenching his hair and his broken battle armor, but his eyes were looking at the Han River in the distance.

Perhaps because of his state of mind after the war, in his eyes at this time, the vast Han River turned into an angry and roaring real dragon, calling the wind and calling the rain, with a sound like thunder, as if it would rise into the sky at any time, straight into the sky.

The righteous energy of the Qinglong Seven Killing Saber lingered endlessly in his body, echoing the wind and rain outside, as if the sound of dragon chant resounded on the top of the mountain.

Overnight, Zhou Tong's body seemed to undergo some subtle changes, adding an inscrutable aura, ethereal and uncertain, but it seemed to contain the power enough to shatter the earth, making people dare not look at it.

He walked into the barracks from the top of the mountain. The soldiers who were originally full of sadness, tragedy and fear lost all negative emotions the moment they saw him.

Everyone seemed to have a feeling that as long as they followed this man, it would be enough to tear apart Jiuxiao Fenglei and settle the injustice in the world. No tribulation could break them down.

Although it was still raining in the sky, as long as the soldiers who were still able to move put on coir raincoats, they began to follow behind Zhou Tong silently.

In this cloudy rain, the thousands of soldiers who are still alive are like silent sculptures and cold puppets. There is an incomparably condensed and fiery force flowing, invisible and substanceless, yet filling everyone's chest.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was almost difficult to see the mountain road clearly. Marching in such an environment was enough to make all the troops mutiny.

The muddy mountain roads and treacherous gullies are enough to ruin the lives of countless soldiers.

But the soldiers of the Chongming Army followed behind Zhou Tong, like black dragons bathed in wind and rain, lurking their claws and claws, put away their roars, advanced in silence, and walked through the wind and rain.

Each of them remembers the ravine on the mountain road, where too many compatriots died.

The tomb of Tongpao on the road seemed to be Sinan in the rain, pointing out the direction for them, and there seemed to be hazy figures standing on the tomb, watching them.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there were thundercracks in the sky, and the roaring sound resounded through the sky, as if beating the drums for this silent army; the strong wind swept thousands of miles, roaring and roaring like a military flag fluttering on the mountains and rivers.

Yuan Ting's army was avoiding the increasing wind and rain at this time. The thunder and strong wind gradually made them lose their vigilance.

No one would launch an attack in such a storm, unless it is a heavenly soldier who is not afraid of the wind and rain!

King Ruyang and all the generals under his command gathered together. They swept away the heaviness and depression of the past few days, laughed and chatted happily, and the roasted golden lamb exuded a strong aroma.

A graceful dancer is dancing, and Hu Le is swaying far in the rain.

This is their rare indulgence since the Great War. In such weather, these Yuan Ting's coaches and generals don't need to worry about the enemy's attack, nor do they need to worry about the soldiers in the camp. They can have a carnival to relieve the tension on the battlefield. nervous.

"Hahaha, if it rains heavily today, those traitors trapped on the mountain may have already become drowned." A big bearded man laughed, drank heavily, and took the graceful dancing girl beside him into his arms.

"I think we don't need to do anything at all. The heavy rain in the sky can completely freeze them to death on the mountain."

"This heavy rain is clearly the wrath of the gods, come to wish the prince to clear up the rebellion!"

The person who spoke was not a Mongolian, but a Han with a humble look. He was wearing a Mongolian costume, and even his long hair was braided.

King Ruyang was delighted when he heard the words. Although the heavy rain delayed his final attack, the rebellion due to the lack of food, grass and supplies on the mountain would only make it more difficult.

Even if they were lucky enough to survive the torrential rain, they would be able to defeat the army when they entered the mountain.

It has been a long time since a pair of children died in Zhou Tong's hands.

"This battle is a big victory, and the Holy Majesty will be able to explain it."

"However, with the Seventh Prince, it's still very easy to win over. I lead an army outside, and someone in the court must speak for me!"

This Ruyang King is not only good at fighting, but he is not an ordinary military general with different regimes. He is very clear about the current court situation.

Although he sometimes rebelled more and more for the world, but he didn't think that the Yuan court would be overthrown.

"The imperial court is still in great power, and a mere rebellion is just a disease of scabies. If it doesn't make a difference, it will be the next generation's business at worst. I don't need to worry about it."

This is almost the consensus of many Yuan court generals today. In their opinion, with the strength of the current Yuan Dynasty, it is enough to suppress the world. Even if there are rebellions and overthrows, it will be a hundred years later.

Therefore, most of the dignitaries and dignitaries still indulged in sensuality and scrambled for power and profit, and did not take the intensified rebellion outside their eyes at all.

Rumble!

Suddenly, there was a landslide and tsunami, and the general terrifying roar came from a very far away. At the same time, there was an earth-shattering tremor, and the whole earth seemed to be turned upside down.

King Ruyang's complexion changed drastically, and he shouted: "Come on, hurry up and find out for me what happened."

"Everyone, all return to my camp to prevent changes."

However, at this moment, many of those generals have already passed out immediately, some fell asleep, and kept yelling to pour wine; The dancers danced together, and the group of demons danced wildly, in chaos...

Some generals who were barely awake stood up, but their bodies were also shaking.

Not yet drunk, but three people!

King Ruyang was furious, he took out the horsewhip that was put aside and hit those generals, angrily said: "If you are not sober, this king will help you sober yourself."

"Come on, someone! Drag them into the rain and let them wake up."

At this moment, a flood suddenly rushed into the tent, turning the place into a swamp of water. Those barbecues and drunk people on the ground were all impacted by the flood and hit the tent.

King Ruyang's expression changed drastically. At this moment, some of his personal guards shouted in horror from the flood water, "Your Majesty, the Han River has burst its embankment!"

With a click, the entire camp was completely overturned, and heavy rain poured down from the sky, drowning everyone.

"kill!"

King Ruyang saw that there were ships fighting in the turbulent waves, like sailors in the Dragon Palace, the swords and halberds were cold, and the sound of killing even overwhelmed the wind, rain and thunder.

Chapter 72 The water hits three thousand miles and reaches Xiangyang city at night

On this day, there was a lot of wind and rain, and the torrential flood was like a galloping horse. The flood rushed from all sides. Nearly 20 troops drifted with the waves, and countless people died.

King Ruyang led the surviving cronies and soldiers to take refuge on the small earth mountain. Looking at the surging river, overwhelming the sky, he knelt down on the ground and wept bitterly.

"It's over, it's over!"

At this moment, there was a loud shout, "King Ruyang, please leave and leave your head behind."

The surviving soldiers of the Yuan court were shocked, and turned around to look, only to see Zhang Dingbian leading the water army rushing towards them. Those ships nimbly moved through the flood, strangling the fallen Yuan soldiers continuously.

At this time, Zhang Dingbian discovered where King Ruyang was, and committed suicide. The ship was like a water beast with teeth and claws in the waves of the flood.

At this time, a lama guarding King Ruyang seized a small boat and said anxiously, "My lord, let's go."

King Ruyang stepped onto the boat in embarrassment, and fled with several lamas accompanying him. Those generals and Qing soldiers wanted to take the opportunity to rush into the boat, but they were hacked and killed by them, and the water was stained red with blood.

Some soldiers got into the water and tried to climb up from the stern of the ship, but they cut off their arms until the ship left, and they still had their severed arms, clinging tightly to the ship.

King Ruyang was miserable, looked at those soldiers who were gradually going away, and cried bitterly: "Why did this happen, why did this happen!"

A lama in red said in a sad tone: "If the prince lets them board the boat, we will not be able to leave."

King Ruyang looked at the small boat under his feet, and couldn't help but sighed, "Heaven, my army is dead!"

Under the urging of several lamas with strong martial arts skills, this small boat went down the current with the help of the rolling water waves, and escaped quickly like a sword that was off the string.

At this time, there was a figure in front of him, stepping on the waves, coming retrograde from the torrent.

"King Ruyang, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

The man's long hair was loose, and his battle robe was stained with blood. In the turbulent sea, there was a terrifying aura, which caused the wind and rain to retreat.

King Ruyang was startled at first, and after seeing that Zhou Tong was the only one, he gritted his teeth and said, "Kill him!"

The three red-clothed lamas beside him are all true Tantric masters, and they are by no means inferior to the heads of famous sects in the world.

At this moment, the three lamas looked at each other and jumped into the air at the same time, roaring angrily, and rushed towards Zhou Tong.

At this moment, Zhou Tong held the Yanyue Saber upside down in his right hand, and moved it with exquisite zhenqi, walking on the waves, facing the sky full of wind and rain.

In his eyes, the torrent flood was like a water dragon that had broken free from its shackles, roaring and sweeping across three thousand miles.

The roaring sound like the sky falling and the earth cracking is the roar of a real dragon!

Although Zhou Tong was riding the waves and going retrograde, he regarded the monstrous flood as his escort, the real dragon, the knife in his hand, and the vehicle he used to sweep away thousands of troops.

The flood of heaven and earth is in his chest, and Zhou Tong's courage has climbed to an unimaginable level at this moment, becoming one with the flood, one with the wind and rain.

Keng!