Rebirth: Re-entering the Jianghu

At night, candlelight illuminated people's faces. Purple stones were piled up in the shape of a mountain around them, but no one looked at them. Looking from the tall floors, there were stars in the distance. Wang held a pen in his hand, pressed the edge of the paper with a paperweight, and wrote two words "Ankang". Luo Xiao stood beside the huge statue, his warhorse leaped up, and the general was determined to wipe out the evil.

Soon there will be a very capable general here. When the king points his finger at the map, they will capture the city. The thick city walls block the cries from the opposite side. The king sits here calmly. Luo Xiao, wearing armor, comes in front of the king and says, "I know that another war will make the people displaced, but the surrounding Julu Kingdom is eyeing us covetously." They are entrenched in the Red Forest, and I will always worry about whether they will take action.

Luo Xiao looked at her, Wang looked solemn, "Maybe I can't give them what everyone wants." Luo Xiao seemed to want to say "but", Wang shook his head, "We don't have much time, they will rush here soon, unless we become strong, we can fight for peace." She pointed to a place, "As long as we kill this leader Lang Qing, they will be leaderless, and then they won't have to hurt more people." Sometimes, what God gives is not necessarily good luck. She took back the ring in her hand, and Luo Xiao saw a hint of green.

The soldier who could not survive a winter slowly stretched out his hand when the first ray of sunlight came in the morning. His thin clothes could not stop the blood from dripping. The ground was in contact with his skin over a large area, leaving a bloody path. Why could such a dazzling sun make a dying person feel no warmth at all? They were short of water, so cold that they had to lean together to exhale hot air, which wet their faces. The wind blew and it hurt like a bone. Tears were divided by the wind into countless pieces and fell from their eyes. The sun finally slowly became warm, and a few voices came from the crowd that were too weak to be heard unless you were careful.

The sun held a funeral for the dead warrior, turning the cold into warmth, driving time to take away all his thoughts. The rest didn't know if there would be a tomorrow, but today's sun made their dry lips smile. Luo Xiao watched them until the sunset, and the sun tightened the rope. The figure on the ground never fell. There were more crying sounds in the team. At first, it was just a quiet sob, and then more and more people joined in. The shadow of death enveloped them, and the crowd was unwilling to live. They wrapped their clothes around themselves, trying to get a little warmth.

The drumbeats not far away broke their fantasy of survival like a spell. The soldier with a wounded foot stood up with the help of the soldiers around him. He knew he was going to die, but he was not afraid. "We love you." He reached out and kissed the moon necklace on his neck. "Pray for your health. I hope I can avenge you." They obeyed not only the generals, but also their scarred hearts.

Luo Xiao stood at the front, she hoped to block something, she didn't know what exactly, but it shouldn't be like this. She rushed to the front, her magic was sealed, "If you want to take action, you can only do it in the name of people, magic can't be used to cause disasters." The words echoed in her ears, she tried to shake the thoughts in her mind, and saw the general, Lang Qing riding a white horse, standing here, looking at the soldiers here, "The place where our ancestors have lived for generations was easily abandoned by you, are you not going to be a coward this time?" The sarcasm in the tone was obvious, the soldier wanted to say something in response, but he tried to open his mouth, unable to speak.

They knew that the king was watching them from the tower, and their relatives in heaven were watching. Luo Xiao saw the hesitation in their eyes, took out her sword, and rushed over. One person could not stop thousands of troops. If she died, could she awaken their fighting spirit? She raised her sword and started, and the crowd became a mess. The idea of ​​running was extinguished by the mud mixed with blood splashed by the warhorse. Luo Xiao's arm was cut by the sword, and the warhorse's belly was shot by the arrows that could not be avoided. The horse went crazy and ran around. A rope appeared out of thin air from the mud, and the warhorse was tripped and knelt directly on the ground. Luo Xiao was thrown far away by inertia. She tried to stand up, but the pain was unbearable. She stood up with the sword and looked at General Lang Qing like crazy, "The people of Zi Shi Country are still so fragile, they should be eliminated."

The sharp blade in his hand was unsheathed, and he wanted to hit Luo Xiao. The soldiers around him looked at her, "Can this woman really lead them to victory? She looks like she is going to die." He was stabbed in the arm by a sword, and the next sword was aimed at the heart. Luo Xiao was like dead, motionless. Lang Qing jumped off the horse, pointed the sword in his hand at her heart, and was about to stab it. The sword pierced Luo Xiao's heart. He was immersed in the pleasure of victory, and felt a pain in his heart. The dagger in Luo Xiao's hand had already pierced his heart. He immediately pulled the sword out of Luo Xiao's body and stabbed her arm again.

Thinking she would let go, Luo Xiao twisted the dagger fiercely, but was kicked away by Lang Qing. She retreated, her body was covered with blood, and she looked at the soldiers with sharp eyes without saying a word. A drop of water became hot, and the whole pot was agitated. The blood stimulated their eyes. Lang Qing was aloof, because he had won many battles. This time he brought a team of people, and the others were led by him halfway. Luo Xiao knew that this was the last chance for the Purple Stone Country. She wanted to go forward, but was held down by the people behind her. They surrounded them in the crowd, and the sharp blade pierced their flesh, but they stood up with a firm belief.

"We don't want to be here anymore. The bones of so many of our relatives are buried in the Red Forest. Kill them, take them back, take them back." Soldier A rushed forward and dragged the warhorse. Four or five people surrounded this place. Lang Qing looked at them and said, "Why struggle when you are about to die?" He stabbed a soldier to death. When he was about to leave, the warhorse still couldn't move. The fallen soldier stabbed the horse with a dagger with a firm look in his eyes. Lang Qing was forced to jump off the horse. The soldiers of the Purple Stone Country chopped and blood appeared in front of him. Luo Xiao supported his body and saw Soldier A rushing up. His head was bleeding from the beating. Lang Qing was ruthless and strangled Soldier A's neck with his arm. He exerted force hard. Soldier A did not struggle. His dagger was kicked away by a foot. Lang Qing killed him.

It happened in the blink of an eye. Murderous intent emerged in her eyes. After simply bandaging herself with the cloth on her clothes, she rushed forward again with the sword. Lang Qing and Luo Xiao were struggling with each other. Luo Xiao stabbed him fiercely with a knife. Lang Qing looked at the wound, and the cruelty in his eyes was almost obvious. Just as the two were in a stalemate, a trembling soldier not far away struggled to shoot an arrow, which hit Lang Qing's shoulder. Luo Xiao crawled over and hit Lang Qing's leg hard.

He freed his other arm and shot a black needle from his sleeve. Luo Xiao held on, but she felt that she was running out of strength and her eyes went dark. She pulled the needle out with her backhand and inserted it into Lang Qing's hand. Her eyes went dark and she was about to fall down. Suddenly, she felt a force on her head, supporting her to stand up. Lang Qing looked at her and said, "Don't struggle. The Purple Stone Country shouldn't have existed in the first place. I will kill you slowly." Suddenly, she was stabbed in the back by a woman holding a knife and stabbed Lang Qing to death.

Luo Xiao insisted until he entered the city, and then fell off his horse. The soldiers were all wounded, and many people gathered in front of them. Wang stepped down three steps at a time from the city wall, fell down, and continued to climb up. What dignity was not important. Luo Xiao lay firmly on the ground. I don’t know who passed by her and stepped on her. Wang rushed over and protected her, "This is a difficult war, but they won." But there was still no joy on his face, "Lang Qing is dead, they will soon have a new general, what should we do?"

Wang stopped and said, "We will not give in any more. We will kill them if they come." The soldiers were supported. Let her worry about the future. We should take a break. "Upon learning that Lang Qing was dead," a hand slammed heavily on the table. "Damn purple stone people, kill them." Here, Wang changed the name to "An Ning Country". May the country be peaceful forever.