Qing Yan

Before that, at any time, whether it was the days when he was domineering in the capital, or when he fell in love with Yun Sujun at the border, Jing Jiayue never thought that one day he would face such a situation——

With his life hanging by a thread, the people around him fell down one by one, row by row, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

It turns out that being a general is not just majestic and majestic, but more about responsibility, and what is more needed is to use your heart and brain anytime, anywhere.

And these dead people, half an hour ago, they were still around her, guarding her, following her...

It was her negligence that killed them!

Deep guilt and strong hatred filled her chest in an instant, pain and soreness, so uncomfortable that she wished to kill them immediately surrounding her, slashing and rushing up again, it seemed that there were too many The Beizheng enemy soldiers that cannot be calculated.

There are not many people around her, only a dozen or so generals and personal soldiers with decent martial arts, and they have already been wounded, some are limping and trying to support themselves, and some have wounds gurgling. Bright red blood flowed out.

Everyone knows that excessive blood loss can be fatal.But they didn't even have the time to bandage the wounds. The swords of the people from Beizheng slashed at them mercilessly, and no one knew whether they would be the next one to fall.

support?How long can it last?

However, none of them took a step back, and none of them said "surrender" between their teeth.As if they had a tacit understanding, they surrounded Jing Jiayue and her horse, as if this was their unshakable mission.

A battle flag, which could almost be described as broken, "squeaked" in the strong wind.The brocade on the flagpole has been pierced and torn a few big holes, only the big word "Jing" on it is faintly discernible.It clings to the flagpole tightly, as if that is its only support in this world.The calf of the soldier holding the flagpole desperately has been cut off.He was dripping with cold sweat and trembling from the pain, but he still held a bloody knife in his right hand. Everyone who tried to snatch or destroy the battle flag was slashed and killed by him like crazy.

With the main general and the flag, the fighting spirit will never perish!

Jing Jiayue's eye sockets were sour and hot, and her eyes were bloodshot. The silver armor on her body was stained with too much blood, whether it was her own or someone else's blood, and turned into the same color as the inner battle robe.Her long knife flew up and down, and the enemy soldiers were all flesh and blood flying under her knife, and they all became dead under the knife.At this moment, she is no longer the delicate and pretty Miss Sun of the Great Zhou British Mansion, she is the reaper of the enemy's life, a bloodthirsty Shura from the blood hell!

Jing Jiayue fought back a group of enemy soldiers and shouted loudly. Her voice was hoarse due to physical exhaustion, but the words she spoke were not at all tired——

"You guys! Today we are inevitably going to die! Just kill him! You don't pay if you kill one, and you earn one if you kill two! This general traps you here, and I will be bloody with you! On the way to Huangquan, as companions, we will also Not alone!"

As she said, she raised the long knife in her hand, and pointed directly at the Beizheng soldiers who rushed forward again: "If you die, you will die! If you kill, you will kill! Don't fall into the majesty of my Great Zhou!"

"Drink! Kill!" More than [-] men burst out roars that shook the valley at the same time, as if their lost vitality, as well as the souls of their dead comrades, were revived on their bodies at this very moment!

At this moment, Zhan Yu, who had retreated after a few rounds of fighting with Jing Jiayue, separated his soldiers and stood in front of Jing Jiayue's horse.

"Thief general!" Jing Jiayue's mouth curled up with disdain, and his tone was even more disdainful.

"You are tough." Zhan Yu was very calm at the moment.In other words, he still has some respect for Jing Jiayue's performance.

It is said that the women of the Great Zhou Dynasty are in power, but Zhan Yu has never taken it seriously.He grew up in an environment where patriarchy was respected since he was a child. In his mind, women should be weak, beautiful, dependent on men, regard their husbands as heaven, and take care of family affairs as the focus of their lives.Although he loves Yang Xi, he just wants to marry Yang Xi as his wife and let her live as his wife for the rest of her life. To him, this is the greatest satisfaction of being a man.

But today, the Jing Jiayue he saw completely overturned his previous perception of women.When he learned that his second brother died at the hands of Zhou Tingguijie's woman, besides the strong hatred, there was also an indescribable disdain for his second brother in his heart——

It's really shameful to die under the knife of a woman!

At this moment, Zhan Yu understood that this woman is not an ordinary woman.Even though she is reckless, even if she has a fiery temper, her fighting spirit, the love of her subordinates, her unyielding, and her bravery are by no means inferior to any man who has been on the battlefield for a long time.

Zhan Yu asked himself, what would happen if he were in Jing Jiayue's situation?

If this woman is not an enemy, he would really like to be friends with her just because of her courage and heroism...

As soon as this idea appeared in his mind, he was forcibly suppressed by Zhan Yu: The one in front of him is the enemy who killed the second brother, he and she are destined to live forever.

He shook the halberd in his palm, and said coldly: "Jing Jiayue! Do you know why you died here today?"

"Don't talk big! It's not certain who will die here!" Jing Jiayue was overwhelmed.

Zhan Yu focused his eyes and said awe-inspiringly: "Death is imminent, and you don't know it yet! Let you be a ghost! Do you remember the young general who was killed by you back then!"

After thinking for a while, Jing Jiayue knew what he was referring to, and said with a sneer, "You mean that unlucky ghost? Shamelessly thinking that my Dazhou station was fighting the autumn wind, and my general chopped off his head? Ha! What, he is your relative? "

Zhan Yu gritted his teeth and said: "That's my brother! If you kill my brother, you will not avenge this revenge, and swear you will not be a human being!"

Jing Jiayue sneered: "With that kind of brother, it can be seen that you are not a good person!"

Hearing this, Zhan Yu raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, "I respect your courage, but I don't care so much about killing my brother!"

Jing Jiayue swung the knife across immediately, "Shoot if you want, don't bother!"

Without further ado, Zhan Yu stabbed at Jing Jiayue with a painting halberd in his hand, but was parried away by Jing Jiayue.

Zhan Yu hadn't gotten too old yet, and as soon as he touched Jing Jiayue's saber shaft, he drew his halberd back, swirled, and swept across Jing Jiayue's heart.Jing Jiayue was shocked, and tried to block again.

The two fought more than a dozen rounds in a blink of an eye, including Jing Jiayue's personal soldiers who rushed up to protect them, and were thrown flying a few times by Zhan Yu's painting halberd.

Jing Jiayue fought harder and harder, and Zhan Yu's fighting strength and experience in battle were far above her. After only a dozen rounds, she could only parry and had no power to fight back.

Immediately afterwards, two more soldiers fell in front of her. Jing Jiayue gritted her teeth and shouted, "I am your enemy! If you want to fight, come at me alone!"

Zhan Yu's eyes were already red-eyed, his face was grim, and every move with the halberd in his palm seemed urgent, and every move seemed ruthless, "You... one counts as the other, and no one wants to live!"

After more than a dozen rounds, Jing Jiayue's shirt was soaked in blood and sweat.She only felt that her arms were so weak that she couldn't use her strength, her legs were so numb that she could hardly support the stirrups, and she was overwhelmed by strong dizziness.She knew it was a natural reaction to exhaustion.

It seems that at this moment, I am going to die here...

A trace of desolation crossed Jing Jiayue's heart: If she died, grandfather, father, mother... would they all be heartbroken?Fortunately, my mother is pregnant again. Whether it is a younger brother or a younger sister, being able to come into this world will make them feel better, right?I hope that this younger brother or sister who is about to be born, Wen Wenjing, will stop making the elders sad like herself... But, it's a pity, gentleman, this life is destined to miss...

At this moment, Jing Jiayue was particularly thankful that Yun Sujun was not emotional towards her.At least, Yun Sujun won't be very sad when he dies.

A few years later, will Jun'er remember that there was once a little crazy girl who only wanted to marry her as his wife?

Jing Jiayue was crumbling on the horse, and Zhan Yu's halberd stabbed straight at her heart.

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth: this life, this is the end!I hope that in the next life, I will stop hurting others and stop messing around...

Under the dazzling sunlight, the tip of the silver halberd was about to pierce into the heart——

"Snapped"!

Something that came from nowhere suddenly flew over and knocked off the tip of Zhan Yu's painting halberd.

Zhan Yu was startled, his wrist couldn't help shaking, and the halberd tilted according to the strength, staggered the vital point of Jing Jiayue's heart, but pierced her abdomen mercilessly.

The flesh was ripped open, and blood gushed out from the wound, instantly staining Jing Jiayue's saddle red.With a muffled grunt, she fell directly under the horse, and fell into the layers of dead bodies that were indistinguishable from enemy to friend.

This sudden change was really beyond Zhan Yu's expectation.When Jing Jiayue fell off his horse, he drew back the blood-stained painting halberd, and after concentrating on it, he saw clearly what it was that had just knocked open his weapon——

It was a gorgeous riding whip mixed with gold thread, no, it was not one, it had been broken into two sections at the moment, and it was lying in front of Zhan Yu's horse.

who?Can you have this skill?Such inner strength...

Not allowing him to think too much, one person and one horse suddenly rushed in front of him, white horses and plain robes, swaying people's eyes.

It was Yu Wenrui who came.

She took the lead and rushed to the front, and when she broke into the valley, she was stunned by the black army of Beizheng and the dead soldiers of Dazhou everywhere——

If all the subordinates are like this, what will happen to Yue Er?

Yu Wenrui didn't dare to think about it, he rushed into the surrounding area, swung the silver spear in his hand, stabbed, picked, swept, smashed, and even used his internal force to shake the crowd away, so rushing from left to right, unexpectedly knocked Beizheng away. A hole was torn in the encirclement.Since she was murderous, her subordinates showed no mercy. With her cultivation, how could these small soldiers be opponents?Therefore, within a short while, she killed a bloody path, and Beizheng's soldiers retreated in shock. At this moment, Jing Jiayue and Zhan Yu were in a hurry to fight.

Yu Wenrui saw Jing Jiayue who was covered in blood like a gourd at a glance, and it was obvious that he was about to be unable to hold on to the enemy general in the soap robe and painted halberd.When Zhan Yu's painted halberd pierced Jing Jiayue's heart, Yu Wenrui didn't have time to think about it, so he picked up the whip hanging on the side of the horse, and flew over with all his strength, but at least it missed the direction of the painted halberd's attack. As for the one move that killed Jing Jiayue.

In the blink of Zhan Yu's startled eyes, Yu Wenrui had already galloped to the place where Jing Jiayue fell, leaned over to reach out, grabbed Jing Jiayue's belt, and pulled Jing Jiayue in front of him with a single arm. in the saddle.Immediately, she clamped the horse's belly, protected Jing Jiayue with her left hand so that she would not fall again, and flicked the silver|gun with her right hand——

Accompanied by the whistling wind, the shining and dazzling tip of the spear pierced Zhan Yu's face.

All this happened so fast!It was so fast that Zhan Yu had no time to react.

However, after all, he is a warrior on the battlefield, and his ability to adapt to the situation is extremely sufficient.The moment Yu Wenrui's spear pointed at him, he clasped the handle of the halberd with both hands and slammed it outward.Immediately, there was a crisp sound of hard objects colliding in the air. Both of them were secretly startled, and they had a better understanding of each other's strength.And Zhan Yu was even more shocked, because at the moment of the fight, he saw Yu Wenrui's clothes clearly——

Girls.

A powerful woman.

A woman with a five-clawed golden dragon embroidered on her arrow sleeves.

With these characteristics, let me ask: Is there a second person in Zhou Tingke?

Yu Wenrui's shot was naturally a false move, and she had no intention of entangled with Zhan Yu.At the same time that the two weapons collided, Ao Jiang had already taken half of the horse's body with her and Jing Jiayue, who was seriously injured and bled and unconscious.The two horses made a mistake, and Ao Jiang jumped up suddenly, falling far behind Zhan Yu.

Yuwen Ruiyin｜With a flick of the gun, he swept towards the Beizheng soldiers who were blocking his way, and secretly channeled his internal strength into the barrel of the gun.There were screams of misery, and then a group of Beizheng soldiers fell to the ground, all of them vomited blood, and those with weak bones had already fainted.

Yu Wenrui rushed forward, but his hands kept moving.She flicked her wrist again, and the gun barrel swiped back in the opposite direction again, and Beizheng's soldiers fell down again.

Relying on her self-cultivation, magic weapons in her hands and a BMW on her hips, she forcibly broke through a bloody road, stepping on the corpses of Beizheng people, bloody all the way, and left without a trace.

Zhan Yu was stunned.

At this moment, the road where Yu Wenrui rushed in screamed loudly, and it was obvious that Zhou Ting's soldiers and horses rushed there.

Zhan Yu stared at Yu Wenrui's back, his brows were tightened, he knew that now was not the time to settle the grudge with Jing Jiayue.To capture a thief first capture the king, to shoot a man first shoot a horse.If Emperor Zhou Ting could be killed, even if she was only captured, there would be no need to fight this battle again.

Zhan Yu raised his halberd in his palm, and loudly ordered his lieutenants to lead the front team to withstand the impact of Zhou Ting's soldiers, while he himself took the lead, led the rear team, and rushed straight to the direction where Yu Wenrui ran away.

Aojiang is a BMW, but even a magical horse has its limits.It is already exhausted from galloping and raiding, rushing to kill on the battlefield, and now running to escape, let alone Yu Wenrui is not the only one on its back?

"Aojiang? What's wrong with you?" Yu Wenrui immediately noticed something strange.

Ao Jiang ran with all his strength, but his physical strength was unsustainable. He staggered several times and almost knocked Yu Wenrui off his horse. This has never happened before.

Yu Wenrui was very anxious: Ao Jiang was about to run away; the voices of the pursuers behind her became clearer and clearer, which meant that she was getting closer to her; just now, she accidentally touched Jing Jiayue's body, her hands were covered with blood...

If things go on like this, sooner or later Ao Jiang will exhaust himself, Yue Er will lose blood and die sooner or later, in the end no one can escape.

if……

The wind whizzed by my ears, and I had no time to take a closer look at the scenery on both sides. Yu Wenrui was galloping on the horse, clenching his teeth.

It was getting closer, and the pursuers were getting closer, and she could already faintly hear the sound of Beizheng soldiers shouting and killing.The scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and two forked roads appeared.

Yu Wenrui grabbed the reins of the horse suddenly, and "Herod" roared, and raised his two front hooves into the air.

She jumped off the horse and hastily untied the silk sash around Jing Jiayue's waist, ignoring the blood on her hands and body, and tied Jing Jiayue's body tightly on the horse's back.Ao Jiang snorted and stood still uncomfortably.

After finishing all this, Yu Wenrui put his arm around Ao Jiang's horse's neck, "Ao Jiang, good boy! Come on, take Yue'er and run along this road! The faster you run, the better!"

She let go of her arm, but Ao Jiang didn't move, she just rubbed her neck against her arm vigorously, her eyes were full of water.

Yu Wenrui's heart felt like a knife was twisted suddenly, he endured the pain, and reprimanded: "Don't you listen to my words! How did I raise you from a young age! I can do whatever I want you to do! Could it be that I can't even protect myself? "

Ao Jiang still rubbed against her arm, stamping restlessly on the spot.

Yu Wenrui was heartbroken, she knew that if she didn't leave, it would be too late, she retreated far away, and said coldly: "If you dare to delay my business anymore, I won't want you!"

Ao Jiang looked at her with nostalgia for the last time, his watery eyes were full of reluctance, he turned around suddenly, and there was another long whistle of "Herod", he raised his hooves, and ran towards a fork in the road go.

Thirty feet, twenty feet, ten feet...

Yu Wenrui stood alone, estimating the distance of Bei Zheng's pursuers.Because her spear was hanging on the side of the horse, she didn't have time to take it off. The only one who can accompany her in the battle at this moment is——

"Clang"——

Standing tall, with a green blade in her hand, the wind in the mountains blew her long hair, and the five-clawed golden dragon on the plain arrow sleeves was splashed with blood, as if the golden dragon had been reborn from the ashes of fire.

Zhan Yu was the first to catch up and saw Yu Wenrui like this.His heart constricted twice suddenly because of the person in front of him. Such a woman made him, who had experienced many battles and regarded martial arts as his passion, feel that the most beautiful thing in the world was this.

The beauty of killing, the beauty of martial arts, the beauty of bloodthirsty...

These words suddenly appeared in Zhan Yu's mind.All of a sudden, he actually felt that his appearance suddenly touched the beauty of the world.

While he was hesitating, Yu Wenrui suddenly moved.The sword light was scorching, and the "Fei Gong" sword went straight to the general beside Zhan Yu.When the Beizheng warrior came to his senses, the point of the sword was already approaching his throat, and he only had time to widen his eyes, and the point of the sword passed through his throat immediately.He was picked off the horse, Yu Wenrui turned around, sat on his horse, and urged the horse to run towards another fork in the road.

This series of movements was ups and downs, and everyone only had time to blink their eyes twice.

That's it... ran away again?

Zhan Yu was really in a hurry, he couldn't care about anything, and shouted: "Shoot the arrow!"

At the same time as he gave the order, Yu Wenrui had already jumped two or three feet away, and he hurriedly galloped after hearing this sound.

"Whoosh whoosh"...

Cong Cong Yujian came at the sound, and Yu Wenrui used his long sword to dial the feather arrow behind him based on his feeling while running.

The so-called "Two fists are hard to beat four hands, a tiger can't stand a pack of wolves", no matter how high her cultivation level is, she still can't stand up to the overwhelming feather arrows, if she was unguarded, she got hit by an arrow on her left shoulder, which hurt her heart.Yu Wenrui gritted her teeth in pain, and leaned over on the horse's back, but unexpectedly, the war horse was also hit by a stray arrow, and staggered, causing her to fall sideways on the horse.

Can't care less!Yu Wenrui suppressed the pain, and slapped the horse's buttocks with his left palm. The horse suffered from pain, was frightened, and ran away like crazy.

"Chasing!" Zhan Yu saw clearly and led his troops in pursuit.

How does it feel to be cornered?Can the desperate place really come back to life?

Only those who are in the situation will know that there is no time to think about life and death.

There is a cliff ten thousand feet behind, and countless pursuers in front of her. The horse beside her is already spitting blood and froze on the ground. Yu Wenrui's clothes on the left side have been soaked by the blood overflowing from her shoulder, but she is still thankful in her heart: Thankfully, I didn't let Ao Jiang ran towards this road.

Facing such an opponent, Zhan Yu sincerely admires him.He pulled the saddle off his horse, and with his soldiers, they approached Yu Wenrui more than ten feet away.The Beizheng army soldiers each held their weapons, and even the archers put their arrows on the string, and the arrows were clustered, pointing directly at Yu Wenrui.

"Your Excellency is Emperor Zhou Ting, right?" Zhan Yu cupped his fists in a half salute.

"Who are you?" Yu Wenrui's eyes were cold, and he supported his body with the tip of the "Fei Gong" sword in his right hand.Just now she was thrown to the ground by the seriously injured horse, and she fell badly.

"My Majesty Zheng Shenwei General Zhan Yu," Zhan Yu clasped his fists still respectfully, "Since your Excellency has already done so, I have no intention of embarrassing you. Please hold your hands and don't make unnecessary struggles."

"Ha! You've got your wishful thinking! Do you want to capture Zhen and force me to submit?" Yu Wenrui mocked disdainfully.

Zhan Yu frowned. Although the Emperor Zhou Ting was a woman, she was very tough.He respects her character and martial arts, but if she can't be captured without a fight, she will never be kept, in case Zhou Ting's reinforcements come after her...

Never be kind to a woman!

Zhan Yu finally made up his mind, he took a deep breath, and bowed to Yu Wenrui: "Then we have to...offend!"

He straightened up and waved his hand, "Fire the arrow!"

After all, he subconsciously closed his eyes, unable to bear to look any further.

With such a short distance, and with injuries on his body, no matter how high Yu Wenrui's cultivation base is, how many can Yu Wenrui avoid?

In the end, she only pushed aside a few arrows to shoot at the vital points, and the plain white sleeves of the arrows had all been dyed bright red.

She spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and there was still a smear of scarlet on the corner of her mouth, which made her face paler, but her eyes were still cold and disdainful: "Want to claim credit for my... my dead body? Do you want to... beautiful!"

Relying on the last bit of strength, she stepped back, one step, two steps, three steps... Every step she stepped on was a bloody footprint.

Everyone held their breath, and even the archers couldn't bear to pull the bowstring anymore.

Zhan Yu only felt that every step was like stepping on his own heart, which was painful.He knew what the Empress Zhou Ting was going to do, but deep down in his heart he was unwilling to stop it.

A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated...

"Crack"——

The blood-red combat boots stepped on the edge of the cliff, and the thin rocks were overwhelmed, and a few small pieces shattered, falling into the depths of an unknown abyss.

Yu Wenrui slowly raised his head, facing the dazzling sun in the sky, a gentle smile suddenly appeared on his face——

"Yan'er, I'm sorry, I can't protect you and accompany you for the rest of my life..."

Turning around suddenly, she jumped off the cliff and was never seen again.