Proudly follow your heart

Gaining and losing, there is a huge reversal at this moment.

Jun Zhanran was holding the letter in his hand. During that period of time, he seemed to forget where he was, that he was fighting right now, that Huangde was in the enemy camp, and that he was waiting for him to get it. victory...

He was standing there, if Xiao Hu hadn't been on the side to resist, he would have been injured by the enemy's sword.

The fourth son of the former emperor, the commander of the first army, the master of the Wulou Tower, and the ghost-handed Wushuang, who should have been called the king of Zhan, and even Jun Zhanran, who is respected as the king of the country, if on such a battlefield, he would be injured by a pawn who is nothing , isn't that a joke?

Of course Jun Zhanran will not become a joke, he is now Ping Kanghuang's nightmare, and this fact is real, not funny at all.

Nangong Cang Ao died, and he was unwilling to believe the news sent by Zhan Li, let alone believe it.If that man is really dead, even if he wins and gets everything back, so what?

Revenge, the word has become so empty at this moment.

Xiao Hu looked at him worriedly, even though he didn't know what was written on the pad, but just looking at Jun Zhanran's expression, he knew that nothing good would happen, even bad.

"The landlord——" Xiao Hu lifted Guikui to hold the enemy's knife, and had to remind him.

Jun Zhanran raised his eyes suddenly, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, a knife that glowed red, killing people without blood.

It's like covering the sun with a cold light.

"Everyone listen to the order, retreat!" Turning the horse's head on his horse, the icy tone made people feel horrified, and when they understood what he said, all the soldiers were stunned again.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Get back—" Jun Zhanran scolded coldly, with a strong voice, and the voice that fell from the horse was like ice beads falling from the sky, spreading all over the sky.

Chixia City has been taken, Shundu is in front of you, and Emperor Pingkang is waiting for a battle not far away.

As long as he wins and Xia Guo loses, Rinnan will no longer be Xia's vassal state. As long as he wins, Great Xia will cease to exist. Rinnan no longer has to compromise, as long as he wins... "Retreat!"

Luo Qian issued the order, and the members of Wulou responded in unison. Only the soldiers of Linnan looked around, uncertain. No one would turn their heads and leave when victory was right in front of them, and no one would leave willingly.

"Jun Zhanran, what are you kidding?! If you say retreat, you will retreat! Are you teasing me?" Mu Zhaoran slashed his sword across the shoulders of Xia Guo soldiers, and shouted angrily.

He was forced to be an enemy of the soldiers he personally led, and now that he has reached this point, he retreats as soon as he says he wants to, who can swallow this breath?

"If you don't retreat, stay! Bring someone to take Shundu for me! The others follow me!" Jun Zhanran didn't even look back, and didn't even deal with him perfunctorily.

Mu Zhaoran is not an ordinary person either, and when he sensed something was wrong, Jun Zhanran didn't give him time to react at all, so he called for the staff and galloped away.

Linnan's soldiers had rushed forward, but in a flash, the battlefield that was so important a moment ago suddenly seemed to be nothing.

Lin Nan's soldiers didn't know what to do, and none of them had encountered such a commander in battle.

On the chaotic battlefield, a group of people left their opponents and retreated.

Mu Zhaoran frowned, knowing without thinking, something must have happened to Nangong Cang Ao, and Jun Zhanran let go just like that, which surprised him.

"Aren't you afraid that I will return to Huangde's subordinates? Are you afraid that I will become king after taking down Shundu?" Mu Zhaoran raised his eyebrows and looked at the back of the faraway figure. Mu Zhaoran didn't know whether it was admiration or something else.

Xia Jun obviously had never encountered such a thing before. Emperor Pingkang was just behind the heavy troops, with white horses and golden saddles, and the royal driver personally marched, but before he could go out, his opponent turned his head and left.

And he knew in his heart that Jun Zhanran retreated without a fight, not because he was afraid of him.

This is contempt, and even more insulting, even if he retreats, Jun Zhanran still hasn't lost, and if he can't kill Jun Zhanran himself, he will never win this - the emperor's younger brother.

"Listen to my order, take down all these Rinnan people and kill them!" Huang De ordered, and then led a small group of people to chase them out.

He wants to kill Jun Zhanran with his own hands, and remove this thorn in his flesh with his own hands!

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry." A long sword suddenly stabbed out, blocking Huangde's way, "The last general has no choice but to use Jun Zhanran's poison. I don't want to lose my life."

"Mu Zhaoran, if you are really loyal to the emperor, get out of the way!" Although Huang De was pampered, he was not a powerless literati, and he looked quite mighty with a sword in his hand.

"I was originally a loyal minister, but it's a pity that His Majesty doesn't see me that way, otherwise His Majesty wouldn't stand by and watch when Zhaoxia and I fell into Nangong Cangao's hands."

"Mu Zhaoran, you dare to block my way, you will regret it one day, think about your sister Zhaoxia and her child." Huang De smiled strangely.

"Child? Why do you mention children?" Zhaoxia's child was born with the piano teacher, isn't it?

"If you want your sister to live a better life in the future, you should take down these Rinnan people for me." Huang De didn't say any more, but Mu Zhaoran was already suspicious, but right now even doubts can't change anything.

"The future is the future. Right now she is in Linnan. Living a good life in the future is not as important as saving her life now!" Dang, Mu Zhaoran's sword met Pingkang Huanghuangde's sword.

"Jun Zhanran won't take her life—"

"How do you know that you can't! He is no longer the Jun Zhanran he was back then, and he is not His Majesty's younger brother. To achieve his goal, he can do anything!" Regardless of whether he thinks so in his heart or not, Mu Zhaoran's words are very certain.

Huangde lacked the skills to do it himself, he couldn't pursue it himself, and he couldn't count on others. Xia Guo really had no one to use. This was a fact that he couldn't change no matter how upset he was.

Jun Zhanran and his party had already left Shundu and left Wangcheng, he didn't stop and looked in the direction, it was the junction of Beijiang and Xia Kingdom.

There is Lintian Valley and Nangong Cangao.

Wen Rufeng already knew the contents of the note from the messenger, and immediately closed his lips tightly and said nothing until he left the city gate, before asking, "Leader, is it true..."

Amidst the sound of horseshoes, his question was like dust, which quickly fell into the dust, and no one answered him. From the chaotic noise on the battlefield just now to the dullness where only the sound of hooves could be heard, the rapid change made it difficult for people to adapt.

The sky above is also dark, and the dark clouds are gradually gathering, and it is going to rain.

Jun Zhanran didn't seem to notice the weather at all, until the raindrops fell, "If you want to talk, you need to see people, but if you die, you need to see the corpse. If I don't see his body for a day, I won't believe that he is dead for a day."

He whispered, wondering if he was answering Wen Rufeng's words, and then suddenly laughed, "He is Nangong Cangao, how could he die, how could he die—"

"He can't die—he can't—" The rain blurred Jun Zhanran's vision, but he didn't blink, his eyes wide open, only looking at the road ahead, the darkness and silence in his eyes, as if two deep wells were about to close Suck people down.

Nangong Cang Ao absolutely cannot die, he is still alive, how can he die?

A man like Nangong Cang Ao, who was supposed to dominate the world and laugh at the world proudly, how could he just die like this?how can !

The rain washed away the dried blood on everyone's bodies, and the diluted blood stained the hem of the clothes and the belly of the horse and flowed to the ground, and the horse's hooves stepped on the puddles, splashing bright red.

From Shundu to Lintian Valley, the journey is long, if Nangong Cang Ao dies, even if they go, they can't do anything and nothing will change, Jun Zhanran is not unaware of this.

Everyone knew it, but no one spoke, no one questioned it.

Even if they gave up on Xia Guo and the easy victory just now, none of them complained.

Unlike beasts, in many cases, people clearly know that some things are meaningless even if they do it, but they will still do it. This is a person.

Lintian Valley.

The blood on Nangong Cang Ao's chest had already dried up, his eyes were closed, his chest didn't heave, the sky near Lintian Valley was covered with dark clouds, and the gloomy weather made his complexion even uglier.

Shu Yan was lying on the ground with no blood on his sunken cheeks, but at least he was still alive and he could still think. He still remembered that day when he was almost buried alive in the sand, or died in the mouth of an ant lion. rescued.

As long as he is still alive, thinking about it this way, the current situation doesn't seem so bad, but... it's just that the leader...