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Several people hurriedly boarded the city wall, and saw outside the city gate, a burly man riding on horseback, with a look of disdain for the world, with black soldiers behind him.

The city lord's face was heavy, and he said worriedly, "This time the eldest prince of Xianbei, He Lanlu, actually went into battle in person. I'm afraid it will be a tough battle today."

Seeing Yan Shu's appearance, He Lanlu sneered, "Heh, I have a meeting gift for General Yan."

With a wave of He Lanlu's hand, a row of soldiers riding on stone catapults behind them got instructions and started to move in an orderly manner.

"What's that?" Old Wu stepped forward, "It looks so strange."

Everyone didn't understand what happened, they only heard the sound of "shua shua shua" in unison, and the half-human tall boulder flew over the city wall with fire, and the huge fire ball passed by before them, and was thrown into the city in a blink of an eye.

Immediately there was noise in the city, the flames licked where the boulder passed by, and the house was ablaze, thick smoke rose all of a sudden, the people ran out of their houses screaming and running around on the street, many of them were left behind The boulder was smashed into a ball of fleshy paste, and even more, his whole body was burned by the fire carried by the boulder, and he rolled miserably on the ground.

He Lanlu yelled from the bottom of the city, "Hahahahaha, General Yan, are you fucking brave enough to come out and fight against us alone?"

Yan Shu squeezed the sword in his hand, suppressed his anger and said loudly, "Why are you so afraid? He Lanlu, you dare to swear in front of the whole army that if you lose, you will make a letter of surrender and never offend me!" Chen Guo?"

He Lailu raised his head and laughed loudly, "Why don't you dare!"

Old Wu dissuaded, "General, beware of fraud."

Yan Shu stood on the high city wall, with the north wind whistling in his ears, "Get the archers ready. If the two armies are at war, let them aim at the soldiers who threw stones first."

Old Wu was a little confused, "General, I think we should destroy those Shilaozi cars first?"

"No." The military adviser frowned, "Do you see the difference between those soldiers throwing boulders and the ordinary soldiers behind them?"

Old Wu squinted his eyes, observed intently for a while, and asked in confusion, "Why are they all left-handed?"

"This is not a coincidence," the military adviser concluded. "The device for throwing flint should have just been developed and is still in the stage of improvement, so only left-handed soldiers can operate it."

The city lord was puzzled, "Could it be that Xianbei didn't think about this problem when he sent troops?"

The military adviser thought about it for a while, "The two countries have been at war for more than ten years. I am afraid that there are ulterior motives in taking out the stone throwing tool that has not been fully successful this time."

"Oh," Yan Shu snorted coldly, "It's just trying to provoke me to fight alone."

"Then you shouldn't go!" Old Wu said anxiously.

"It's he who swears in front of the whole army, not me," Yan Shu sneered, "Let Shen Gou, Shen Ling, and Shen Feng lead [-] elite soldiers to detour through three secret roads on the side of the city to the rear of the enemy army. , Kill them by surprise."

"It's been 12 years..." The situation in Yan Shu's eyes gradually changed, and he clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "There should be a break."

The ancient city gate slowly opened, Yan Shu and his husband took the lead, followed by a group of mercenary cavalry.

"General Yan, today is a battle between you and me, and no one else can interfere." He Lanlu raised the corner of his mouth and motioned to the people around him. The lieutenant next to him held an agarwood wooden box. The light came out from the box and rushed through the thick clouds. When the silver light dissipated, everyone saw a big knife with a cold light lying in the box.

He Lanlu raised his eyebrows, "This is a precious sword that I have been looking for for many years, it is called Han Qiuren, heh, the general has never heard of it, right?"

"Bullshit, I just listen to you bluffing me!" Old Wu scolded.

The famous Hanqiu Blade in the legend cuts iron like mud, and any weapon in the world is nothing but scrap metal in front of it, but... doesn't this knife only exist in legends?

No wonder even the eldest prince of Xianbei was dispatched. It turned out that he was here to show off this peerless treasure!

"Whether it's true or not, the general will know if you try it?" As soon as the words fell, the big knife fell down, and the wind of the knife roared, covering his face. A deep ditch at least five meters long.

"The general doesn't just know how to hide, does he?" He Lanlu grinned mockingly, and the big knife slashed down again.

Although Han Qiu's blade looks bulky, it is extremely powerful, and the knife falls to a fatal place.

"General! Don't be fooled by him!" Old Wu didn't believe He Lanlu's words, and shouted at Yan Shu.

Yan Shu clenched the sword in his hand, and sideways avoided the blade from the opponent. No matter whether the legend of Han Qiuren was true or not, and whether the opponent was holding the real Han Qiuren, he couldn't afford to bet.

Thinking of the sword that was faintly exuding black air this morning, Yan Shu's heart tightened, feeling a little uneasy for no reason.

He Lanlu yelled, Yan Shu raised the sword habitually, then remembered something, stopped abruptly, hesitated for a moment, and the danger suddenly appeared, the man only had time to lean to the right, and the blade was deeply embedded in his left shoulder.

Hot blood was spilled all over the place.

Yan Shu gritted his teeth.

The people around looked impatient, why didn't the general raise his sword to greet him?

Old Wu almost spat out swear words on the sidelines.

Damn, is the General crazy? !

Love the sword better than life!

He Lanlu mocked, "The dignified General Chen Guo, wouldn't it be just these methods?"

He Lanlu sneered, swung his sword and pursued the victory, "Go to hell!"

All of a sudden, the sword in Yan Shu's hand shone with cold light, the light covered the sky and the sun, the wind howled, the sky flickered, the earth shook, the sword broke away from Yan Shu's hand, and he faced it with a destructive force. Greeting the cold light, he plunged into He Lailu's body with a "chi" sound!

At the same time, the big knife fell, and with a clang, one knife and one sword collided, and the big knife broke in response!

"No... Impossible!" He Lailu spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes cracked, and he yelled madly, "Impossible!"

The sound of the sword colliding made Yan Shu's heart shrink, and he couldn't help but sweat. Seeing that the sword was safe and sound, he was relieved.

"No..." He Lailu's eyes widened suddenly, he staggered back a few steps, his whole body twitched, his face was covered with blue and purple veins, and then his whole body suddenly retracted, and he fell down straight, There was a burst of dust.

The turmoil gradually dissipated, and when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the sword inserted straight into He Lailu's body began to shake violently, and traces of blood ooze from the scarlet lines on the sword, and after a while, dark red blood ticked along the blade. to fall.

Old Wu rubbed his eyes, was he dazzled or...

The sword is bleeding?

"Crackling!" There was a fine cracking sound, and the cracks spread on the sword. After a while, there was only a "ding", and the sword broke at the waist.

The sword body fell into the yellow sand, making a muffled sound.

But Yan Shu felt a "boom", as if someone had punched his head hard, and his eyes suddenly went dark.

Yellow sand flying all over the sky, fascinated no one's eyes.

Old Wu comforted, "General, it's just a sword."

"In the future... it probably won't be needed anymore."

Yan Shu looked dazed, and suddenly fell to his knees in the yellow sand all over the sky.

In the desert, the strong wind roared, and the wind roared, like the unique whistling sound of passing through the jagged rocks.Yan Shu's eyes were bloodshot, his palms rested on the ground, he stood up staggeringly, and walked towards the corpse lying on the ground in a daze.

The upper half of the sword body fell into the yellow sand. The man pushed aside the thin layer of sand with trembling hands, grabbed the broken blade and held it in his hand. It is like a dark red poisonous snake winding on the yellow sand.

The rest of the blade was still in the corpse on the ground.

Yan Shu half-kneeling, unable to see his expression clearly, used his five fingers to break open the wound of the corpse. The hideous wound was torn apart under brute force, and the yellow fat under the skin flowed out, and the rotten flesh was scattered and sticky In one place, a stream of black blood gushed out like ink, and the splashed blood sprayed on the man's side face with pieces of broken flesh, but the man seemed to have lost consciousness.

In the bloody mess, the man slowly pulled out the tip of the sword, and suddenly the swollen and broken intestines in the corpse flowed all over the place, and a stench permeated everywhere.

Standing at the front and witnessing the whole process, the legs of the Xianbei pawn were trembling, suppressing the nausea that came up.

Yan Shu pulled out the silk handkerchief from his arms, and carefully held the broken sword in his palm.

While wiping the flesh and blood on the sword, the man lowered his head and thought that he must boil a few more pots of fragrant and thick toffee tonight to appease the young man.

The man moved slowly, his face was soft, and there was a hint of a gentle smile.

The Xianbei pawn, who was already terrified, was terrified by this strange and vicious force.

Suddenly the world changed, thunder rang out, and the enemy army was ready to move. Old Wu raised the weapon in his hand and roared, "Kill!"

The enemy army lost its leader, its morale was broken, and it was frightened by the scene in front of it. Under the situation of being pinched at the front and rear, it was beaten back and forth in a short while.

Everyone raised their arms and shouted, and many soldiers shed tears. After 12 years of fighting and 12 years of border control, they can finally go home now!

Old Wu couldn't hide his excitement. He turned around and saw the general's face was covered with blood, with faint wet marks, and his expression was in a trance, standing in the vast yellow sand.

A broken sword lay quietly on the spread silk handkerchief, the vermilion pattern reflected the Tibetan cloth pattern, and in just a few hours, the sword was covered with rust.

Yan Shu reached out and stroked the hilt of the broken sword.

The man's trembling lips pressed against the icy black iron lightly, a heart-wrenching coldness penetrated into his heart fiercely, hot and humid sticky water stains stuck to the rusted sword body.

"Xiao Ming..." the man called out in a hoarse voice.

In an instant, the clouds dispersed, the dark clouds subsided, and a piece of golden light broke through the sky, covering the man who stood motionless.

When the golden light dissipated and everyone returned to their senses, how could there be any sign of the general?

"What happened just now?" Old Wu rubbed his dazed head and looked around, "Hey, where did the general go?"

In the 12th year of Chengyuan, Xianbei surrendered. So far, the border has been calmed down, and there are no more disasters.

However, the general who had been stationed at the border for 12 years was nowhere to be seen.

Soon, there was a legend among the folks, saying that their hero who protects the country is a general who loves swords like crazy, and generals do not love beauties but swords.So one day, the general's affection moved the heavens, and the sword beside him turned into a human form.The two traveled hand in hand, found a deserted place, and lived a happy life like a fairy.

The author has something to say: Hehehe, I'm sorry, it seems that I accidentally abused it again...?

Don't get angry, Lao Jiu beats the shoulders of the babies!