The Blood Crown

Feng Ye also saw Yan Sikong, he was taken aback for a moment, then his expression changed suddenly, he suddenly raised the spear with one hand, and threw it in Yan Sikong's direction.

The distance between the two was thirty feet, and it would be difficult for ordinary people to lift the gun, but Feng Ye let it fly over the rebellious army like an arrow, almost passing by Yan Sikong's ear, and lifted it up. The cold wind scratched his skin, stinging.

A scream came from behind.

Yan Sikong turned his head suddenly, but saw a Duoyan Wei being stabbed and fell off his horse. The spear pierced through his chest, nailing his body to the ground, preventing him from falling to the ground even if he died.

Yan Sikong broke out in a cold sweat, not daring to be distracted. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the enemy attacking. The long knife cut across his breastplate, making a piercing sound. He escaped narrowly, but his arm was still scratched by the blade. , but he didn't feel the pain at all, he raised his gun and swept across, rode his horse over the corpses of the enemy soldiers, and shouted: "Come on, all rush to me, save the wolf king—"

The sky was filled with golden drums, gunpowder smoke was like clouds, and the valley that was once covered with white snow had now turned into a blood-red and muddy Shura field. The smell of blood, excrement, and gunpowder rushed into the nostrils, making people sick.

The cold wind of the first month whizzed by, cutting people's skin like a knife. This battle was fought in the dark, and no one knew when the sharp blades shuttled around would penetrate his body. Whether to live through today.They kept charging and slashing and killing, either you or me, their eyes were redder than blood, and their expressions were more ferocious than ghosts.

This is the battlefield.

Feng Ye took the lead and led the Feng family army to charge into battle. He was born with supernatural powers, cutting people like cutting wheat, and the fiery red Tianshan horse king under his crotch was even more domineering than beasts. The soldiers bravely fought a bloody road, and Duoyanwei, who had been raging in Liaodong for 20 years, saw him fall under his horse one after another as if he had seen a ghost, and no one dared to step forward again. , the big three-color flag with the head of a roaring wolf and the word "seal" printed on it was already dilapidated, but he was always tied behind the horse by him, and stood upright despite the cold wind.

Duoyanwei's generals roared in Jurchen language, and with the drum beating to the sky, the soldiers rushed forward again, but the Feng family's army clung to the gap made by fighting with flesh and blood, and tore it bigger and bigger, and finally , Zui Hong flew over the enemy's head with Feng Ye, and kicked the head through the helmet at the same time, finally broke out of the encirclement of the golden soldiers!

Yan Sikong shouted: "Mingjin, retreat—"

He saw a large number of Jin soldiers pouring into the mountain pass, the Jin people must have discovered their strategy of swaying east and attacking west, and sent a large army to hunt down Fengye.

The cries of the Feng family's army resounded through the valley, and the soldiers retreated while killing each other, and withdrew their way back and forth.

Feng Ye ran to Yan Sikong's side with blood all over his body and face, and before Yan Sikong could speak, he shouted: "Who told you to come!"

Not to be outdone, Yan Sikong roared: "Stop talking nonsense, withdraw first!"

The Feng family army flocked to the entrance of Taoxian Road like the ebbing tide. The terrain there is narrow, and if they swarm over it, they will be blocked, but the Feng family army retreated in an orderly manner, which shows that they are well-trained on weekdays, but the golden soldiers followed closely behind. The soldiers in the rear are still fighting hard.

Feng Ye ordered: "You take them out first, and I'll finish it off."

"No, you are the chief general, and you can't take any more risks."

Feng Ye turned a deaf ear and rushed to the rear with his elite soldiers. With him around, the army's morale was boosted. They fought with Duoyanwei to the death, and finally withdrew all the soldiers and horses to Taoxian Road.

Seeing the treacherous terrain of Taoxian Road, Jin Bing was afraid of an ambush, so he dared not pursue him any more.

When the sun had fully risen and shone brightly on the mountains and forests, Feng Ye finally returned to Yan Sikong's side.

When Yan Sikong saw the great general riding towards him on a fiery red horse, he felt his heart tremble, his hand holding the rein felt a little weak, he didn't know if it was cold, or...

Feng Ye rode up to Yan Sikong's side, and kept pace with him. He put one hand on the horse, as if supporting his own body. At the same time, he turned his head and stared deeply at Yan Sikong.His face was covered with mud and blood, and he could hardly see his true face, except for a pair of sharp and bright eyes, as if he could look straight into people's hearts.

Yan Sikong also looked at Feng Ye, his face was also in a state of embarrassment.

"Are you injured?" Feng Ye opened his mouth, his throat hoarse, he looked at Yan Sikong, the blood stabbed his eyes vividly.

"It's just a flesh injury, what about you?" Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye worriedly. The six days in the mountains were six days of hunger and cold. He saw Feng Ye's eye sockets were black and blue, his cheeks were sunken, and his lips and fingers were dry and cracked. Kailai, with blood all over her body and face, and I don't know how many injuries she has suffered, it seems that she doesn't have much strength, but she can still hold on until now...

"It's okay." Feng Ye whispered, "I knew you would come to save me."

"I said that this strategy is too risky. If I can't rescue you, you have to think about the consequences."

"From the moment I stepped on the horse when I was 11 years old, I was ready to die on the battlefield at any time. The consequences?" Feng Ye sneered, "I will die."

Yan Sikong let out a long sigh.

"You are so worried about me, I am very happy." Feng Ye's face was already frozen, but he still forced a smile, staring at Yan Sikong with burning eyes, "You still take the risk of bringing soldiers to rescue me...but You are not allowed to take risks like this in the future."

Yan Sikong turned his face away, avoiding Feng Ye's fiery gaze: "I, Yan Sikong, can write with a pen, and I can also write with a knife. What do you think of me, a weak woman?"

"I regard you as my darling." Feng Ye whispered, "It doesn't matter if you get hurt at all."

Yan Sikong clamped his horse's belly: "Quickly pass through this road, and hurry back to Guangning."

Taoxian Road was long and narrow, and they walked for three hours before finally getting out.

When passing through the mountain pass, a gust of wind blows head-on, mixed with an imperceptible smell, which seems to be the smell of horse manure.

Yan Sikong and Feng Ye raised their heads at the same time. The cliffs on both sides were not high, and the sparse trees were sunk in the unmelted snow. They had lost all their leaves, but they still stood alone, as if they were struggling to Grow towards the sky, get rid of the frozen soil and ice and snow.

Such a depressing scenery is not worth seeing more, what they see is the occasional slight trembling among the branches.

Feng Ye's expression changed, and he shouted, "There is an ambush!"

The exhausted and injured soldiers who had just experienced a fierce battle were all sobered up by the roar. Feng Ye's rigorous training for them all the year round kept them calm even in danger, and the team quickly split from the middle , Leaning as close to the mountain as possible, the leading troops raised their shields over their heads to protect the general.

In the next moment, countless human heads popped up from the short cliffs on both sides, and thousands of flying arrows fell from the sky!

The screams sounded one after another, and those soldiers who thought they had snatched their lives back from the gate of hell died in other places before they had time to celebrate.

How cruel.

Feng Ye and Yan Sikong hid under their shields, listening to the muffled sound of arrows being shot above their heads, like a blade licking their neck, which made people shudder.

Their life and death depended on these few pieces of shield armor, wouldn't they stand on the sea with duckweed, and their lives were at stake.

The neighing of a horse was heard next to his ear, and Zui Hong beside him twitched violently, Feng Ye shouted: "Lean to the mountain, hurry up!"

Yan Sikong turned his head and saw that his drunken buttocks were hit by two arrows, and he was writhing in pain, frantically trying to break free from the reins.

Feng Ye held on to it, and was about to be dragged away by it. Yan Sikong and several soldiers also grabbed the reins, and dragged Zui Hong into a bunker.

There was a rain of arrows above the head, and the soldiers who had no time to escape fell down one by one, and the narrow mountain pass was suddenly full of corpses.

Feng Ye and Yan Sikong looked at each other, their eyes filled with despair.

After Jin Bing finished shooting the arrow, he began to push down the stone, Feng Ye shouted: "Withdraw—"

As they fled, the archers of the Feng Family Army counterattacked, but they pitched and attacked, and they were at a disadvantage, almost at the mercy of mermaids. Huge stones and blocks rolled down from the low cliff, and everywhere they went was crushed flesh. Is that miserable scene in the human world?

Feng Ye and Yan Sikong turned on their horses, Zui Hong endured the pain, dodged the deadly arrows, wood and stones, and ran frantically towards the mountain pass.

Yan Sikong listened to the arrows flying by, watched the boulder run over the flesh and blood, the blood was rushing in the body, and the heart seemed to be about to pop out of the throat.

Suddenly, a sharp arrow flew straight towards Yan Sikong.

"Kong'er—" Feng Ye roared wildly, flying over Zui Hong's body, and hugged Yan Sikong.

Both of them fell off the horse, Yan Sikong stared at him, got up and saw that Feng Ye was lying on top of him, shaking violently.

Yan Sikong wanted to help Feng Ye up, but when he stretched out his hand, he touched sticky and hot blood. He was shocked all over, and when he looked closely, a sharp arrow... pierced through his chest.

Yan Sikong buzzed in his head, and roared uncontrollably: "Fengye—"

Feng Ye's face was bloodless, his eyes were blurred, his body was as hard to move as if it had been filled with lead, he heard Yan Sikong calling him, calling his name, his Kong'er finally called his name, not that cold The alienated "Wolf King", but, but he couldn't stand up...

"Protect the wolf king!" Yan Sikong roared hoarsely, "Protect the wolf king!"

The shield soldiers gathered quickly, forming a barrier above their heads again.

Yan Sikong's heart was cut like a knife, he touched Feng Ye's face tremblingly: "Feng Ye, Feng Ye, wake up, I will take you back to the city now, I, I will take you back to the city, did you hear that? Feng Ye !"

Feng Ye coughed lightly, and called out in a low voice: "Kong...er..."

"Feng Ye, you have to hold on, you have to hold on!" Yan Sikong felt that he had never been so desperate in his life, even if he was about to be burned, he only felt relieved, unlike at this moment, at this moment, they are so desperate All will be buried here.

He is not afraid of death, even if he is killed thousands of times, he will not be able to kill his pride, but Feng Ye cannot die, Feng Ye is a generation of gods, he is the proud son of heaven who wants to shine in the world and last forever, such a person cannot die Here, not to die in this vulgar and nameless place!

But who can come and save them?

Yan Sikong hugged Feng Ye's weak body, and roared unwillingly and angrily.

"Don't... be afraid..." Feng Ye said angrily in Yan Sikong's ear, "We... are together..."

Yan Sikong felt so sad that tears rolled down his face.

Is God really going to cut them off here? !

Suddenly, a sharp howl of wolves pierced the miserable battlefield!