If there is a comeback

Juyongguan

"General, the envoys are here." The soldier's eyes were full of compelling hatred when he responded, "...they, they brought, brought General Yang's corpse!"

"What..." Zhao Chuang sobbed in his eyes, his tiger eyes were full of tears, but his voice implied firmness, "Bring me up."

"...Mandu Ratu pays homage to General Zhao." Mandu Ratu was forced to come here after all. Before coming here, he was smart enough to bring Yang Yong's body that had been hanging on the city wall for a long time, thinking, this sincerity is enough , but did not know, saw the corpse of the guard of Yumen Pass, and the generals of the frontier pass were mostly comrades-in-arms, and they had deep feelings. Seeing Yang Yong's corpse at this time was not just adding fuel to the flames, but what.

Even if Zhao Chuangdang was about to draw out the knife he carried with him, he slashed at his head and face.Fortunately, Deputy General Yu beside him whispered something in his ear, Zhao Chuang gritted his teeth, and said viciously: "It's cheap for you... Tell me, what's your purpose for coming here at this time."

Mandu Ratu was agitated, and immediately said: "If you don't kill the envoy, if you don't behead the envoy, general, I, I am here to negotiate peace." He broke out in a cold sweat. He almost cut him in half, besides, he is now in the place where the enemy gathers, how can he not be afraid.

"Negotiation?!" Zhao Chuang thought to himself, if that's the case, he had already discussed with Ye Gucheng in secret before, and at this moment, his anger slightly receded, and he said, "Negotiation, what do you use to negotiate peace?"

"This envoy, this envoy..." Mandu Latu was nervous, and only by emphasizing it could he bluff. He thought that this peace negotiation was the same as before, and that Daqing was not the main warring country. As long as he promised not to invade in the future, he would be able to live in peace. Nothing happened. Thinking of this, Mandu Latu regained some courage and said, "This envoy brings General Yang's body, come, come, and I can promise that in the next ten years or so, Mongolia will not Take the initiative to attack the border of Daqing."

Mandu Latu felt that the conditions were the best, and he had some confidence in his heart, but he didn't know that now Daqing was united and vowed to exterminate the Mongolian clan. Yes, Daqing would not agree to the peace agreement with Arslen's head.Only Zhao Chuang sneered and said, "Take this messenger down and let him know what the etiquette and rules of hospitality are!"

Seeing Mandu Latu being dragged down, Zhao Chuang immediately said, "Where is General Yang's body, take me there."

When Zhao Chuang saw the unrecognizable body that was sunburned into a mummified corpse, he almost immediately raised his knife to kill Mandu Latu. The deputy general Yu beside him also had bloodshot eyes, and almost wanted to go with Zhao Chuang to chop Mandu Latu. At this time, he could only suppress the anger in his heart and said to Zhao Chuang: "Old Zhao, the emperor's plan."

"..." Zhao Chuang suppressed his anger, "Okay... When the Mongols are wiped out, these so-called envoys will be cut into pieces to relieve our hatred!"

"Now, let's bury Lao Yang first... From then on, there must be no word Mongolia on the border of Daqing. Daqing can expel them once, and then let them exterminate the family again!" The voice of gnashing teeth is full of the frontier. The hatred of the soldiers for many years, this hatred, cannot be quelled without bloodbath.

In the Gobi Grassland, Ye Gucheng took advantage of the night to take advantage of the darkness, and led the reinforcements from the court and nearly half of the people in Juyongguan to ambush the traps on the only way for the Mongolians to return to the hinterland.

Arslen secretly took advantage of Mandu Ratu to negotiate peace, left Yumen Pass, and rushed towards the hinterland palace deep in the grassland. At this time, he had only about 10 soldiers in his hands, all of whom were low in morale, like bereaved dogs. Of course, this It was Arslen who didn't tell them that the palace had fallen, otherwise, the remaining [-] people might really desert.

The scorching sun was hanging in the sky, and the sound of an army of horses walking on the silent grassland sounded, it was Arslen's army.

"Khan, the soldiers haven't eaten food or grass for a day. Shall we find a place to rest for a while?" This is a leader under Arslen's camp. Too much to say, Alslen, his complexion these past few days is really too ugly, and the Mongolian soldiers below are already a little dissatisfied.

"Take a rest..." Alslen looked at the exhausted army and himself a little tired, frowned, and said, "The Gobi Desert ahead, I remember that there is a lake, so I went there to rest, and then Hurry up."

"Yes." The leader went down to deliver the message.

The lake was so close that the Mongolian soldiers who hadn't drank water for a day were very excited.

A Mongolian soldier was so thirsty that his eyes were on fire, and when he saw the water source, he didn't care about anything, and immediately went to drink it.Immediately, more and more Mongolian soldiers put down their weapons and drank water from the lake.

However, misfortunes happened.Under the densely packed water plants, the shadows of swords and swords were highlighted. Before a few Mongolian soldiers who got close could react, their heads were chopped off and fell into the blue lake, with patches of red fainting. The soldier, unable to resist, was killed by this sudden killing.

There was a commotion in the lake, and Arslen felt that something was wrong, and just as he was about to give an order, he saw the horses in his army fall down one by one, and even the BMW under him jumped up in surprise, Arslen immediately dismounted decisively , just in time to see the dagger on the horse's leg shining sharply.He groaned inwardly, and snatched another unaffected leader's horse close by. Just as he was about to issue an order, he sent out ropes around him to surround him. Alslen attacked.

Arslen was chained up in circles, with red eyes, he saw a [-] army, almost unable to resist being besieged and slaughtered, his morale was low, he was hungry, and he had traveled a long distance. They were not lying in ambush here to recharge their batteries The opponents of the Daqing soldiers were one-sided.

It affected the two largest war zones. It can be seen that the two of them almost blocked a large number of Mongolian soldiers with their own strength. The armor was nothing in front of them. White robe, layers of red, crimson, blood on the sword, dripping down, never ending.

The Mongolian soldiers fled in all directions, and those surrounded by them fell under their weapons.

Arslen's heart was filled with gloom, his internal breath exploded, and he rushed towards Ye Gucheng almost suicidally. The chain was broken by him abruptly, and almost everyone forgot that Arslen was once the number one warrior in Mongolia.

"Ye Gucheng!!!" Alslen stared at Ye Gucheng tightly, his eye sockets were torn, blood was overflowing, and he sternly sternly.Using all his internal strength, he slashed at Ye Gucheng's waist with a single blow, and shouted, "Shameless."

The knife brought gusts of wind, and it was about to hurt Ye Gucheng. Ye Gucheng's eyes were deep, and he leaped upwards, avoiding Arslen's knife, and struck the sky with his backhand, carrying endless sword light, thinking Arslen's leg shot away quickly.

How Alslen resisted, needless to say the suppression in martial arts, he only felt his legs were cold, and immediately fell to the ground, and then looked at his legs, the knees were all cut off, separated from the body.His eyes were bloodshot, but under the pain, he almost rolled on the ground in pain.

Ye Gucheng stood in front of Arslen with his sword in his hand, watching his pain indifferently, his cold words still couldn't melt away the bloody aura at this time: "Arslen, my father's revenge, you can't cut it into pieces In order to relieve the hatred in my heart, the enmity between my Yumen and Juyongguan soldiers will be met with your Mongolian clan."

After finishing speaking, Ye Gucheng said to the hidden guard beside him: "Prison him, and be with my father's grave..."

Before he finished speaking, the two words of "be careful" had already fallen into his ears, Ye Gucheng's intuition was wrong, and he was about to swipe backwards, but one person fell in front of him, it was Chu Songyang.

Chu Songyang's sword had already pierced Arslen's neck, and Arslen had a strange smile on his face, and he had another short dagger in his hand, which was still stirring in Chu Songyang's chest at this moment.

"It's you!" Ye Gucheng obviously recognized Chu Songyang, and the chaotic breath shook Arslen almost into a puddle of flesh. Song Yang saw the vague wound on his chest, or the hole, and wanted to say something.

Chu Songyang took one last look at him with nostalgia, and then slowly closed his eyes. He saw this man for the last time before he died. Looking at the shock in his eyes, he finally left me in your heart, Chu Song Yang thought so.He knew that Arslen's sneak attack would not be able to hurt Ye Gucheng at all, even if he tried to stop it himself, Arslen would not be able to hurt himself, let alone die with himself, but as long as this person, this man named People in Ye Gucheng can keep him in their hearts, even if it is only for a moment, he will, no, regret, regret.

Seeing a gentleman, Yunhu is not happy.My gentleman, I only hope that you, in a corner of your heart, remember me, once, I was for you, and Yunhu didn't like it.

When we met at the beginning of the year, there is no one in this world who can leave even a trace in my heart, but I know that you already have that person in your heart, so, can I extravagantly expect that in your heart, there will be such Little waves.

In the next life, I still want to meet you, Ye Gucheng, Baiyunyuan on the Yellow River, an isolated city of Wanren Mountain. . .

Chu Songyang finally fell silent in Ye Gucheng's arms.

The author has something to say: Chu Songyang is a tragic figure, and the Mongols finally perished.

I wrote it back and forth, but it was still written to death. . . QWQ