[Comprehensive film and television] Like a spring breeze

The sky was dark and dark, the clouds were so low that they almost stuck to the forehead, and the heavy snow was like gray goose feathers, flying around in the cold wind.

Nie Gu, Yan Xun's new chief of guards, brandished his sword and yelled, "Kill them! Kill them!"

Yue Jiu was covered in blood, and pierced the throat of a Yanbei soldier with a sword, without the calm demeanor of a master on his face, he wiped off the blood on his face, and said loudly: "Brothers! Blood is coming!"

Corpses are everywhere, swords are everywhere, too many corpses are untenable, the soldiers kicked the stumbling corpses aside while wielding their knives, the sound of killing and screams was deafening, blood mud rolled and meat sauce was sprinkled all over the place.

A Yanbei soldier chopped off the thigh of a Yuewei. Instead of screaming, the young Yuewei pierced through the Yanbei army's chest. The Yanbei soldier hugged Yuewei desperately before falling down. Two seriously injured and dying people rolled on the ground, biting each other like two wild dogs, as if there was a terrible hatred between them, but before they could kill each other, more than a dozen war horses came rushing, The soldiers on the horse were still fighting, but the two below were crushed by the horse's hoof, and their brains sprayed out and splashed on the horse's hooves. The two soldiers hugged each other to death, looking like close friends.

The battlefield formed a scarlet red vortex around [-] moon guards. The formations of both sides were completely chaotic. The Yanbei army outside could not rush in, so they rode horses and roared outside, rushing up from time to time to replenish the fallen comrades.At this moment, the Moon Guard in the northwest corner was suddenly breached. Nie Gu cheered, and the soldiers followed behind him holding up their bloody sabers, howling like wolves and tigers.

"Protect the General!"

Yue Jiu snarled, her young face was blood red, and she could no longer see her true colors.

The eyes of the Moon Guards turned red at the same time, and they all turned around to charge, but were entangled in their footsteps by the enemies around them.

Nie Gu shouted loudly: "Come on! Kill Yu Wenyue!"

"Shuh--!"

As soon as the words fell, a bright white knife light suddenly struck, and a line of blood was drawn on Nie Gu's neck. The next second, the head of the young head of the guard flew high, and his body straightened up, and there was a bang. Fell in a pool of blood.

Yu Wenyue stood with a knife in her hand. She was dressed in long cyan fur, making her face as smooth as jade. Her lips were bright red, her nose was straight, and her deep eyes were like deep pools. The forehead slowly flowed down, winding and gliding across the contours of the face.

Behind him, there are tens of thousands of dead bodies, and farther away, there is an ancient city with black smoke, and behind him, there are the land of Yanbei and the devastated land of Wei.

The war is raging, the people are howling, Simon is shaking, and the world is bleeding. He stands in the hideous pool of blood with a knife, even though he is killing all his body, he is as proud as a towering snow mountain.

"General!"

"Good job!"

Thunderous cheers followed, and Yu Wenyue stood in the middle of the pool of blood, with a voice as clear as a bell, and shouted loudly: "No one is allowed to die! All come with me!"

"As ordered!"

The soldiers shouted in unison, Yu Wenyue rushed forward, took the lead and led the team personally, his agility was so dazzling that the blade was wrapped in white snow like rolling white waves, and the people who passed by were turned on their backs, making a mess.

The last surviving 100-odd men of Yuewei were greatly motivated, and the shouts of killing were deafening. The invincible Yanbei army could not help but retreat under this crazy momentum, and the battle suddenly became stalemate.

The officers in the rear yelled angrily, but no matter how much they yelled, the high ground raised by the corpses could not be captured. No matter how many troops were invested, the more than 100 people who looked like leaves in the rain were still as immortal The machine is generally slashing with a knife.

Yan Xun's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes gradually narrowed. Yu Wenyue finally came out. He stood at the forefront of the fight, with a green fur and a snow knife, and his figure was like a vigorous dragon. I saw a flashing golden light on my body, like the splendor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, so dazzling that no one dared to look directly at it.

A trace of coldness slipped through his eyes, Yan Xun said in a low voice, "Bring the bow and arrow."

The guard hurriedly turned around to get Yan Xun's golden bow. The golden light was dazzling and dazzling. Yan Xun was wearing a long black fur. His brows and eyes were no longer as clear and gentle as before. At this moment, he was like a god of death in a chaotic world. The jet black is all soaked in blood.The fingertips slowly rubbed the crossbow arrows, four fingers together, thumbs clasped tightly, touching the arrows, setting up the bow, bending the crossbow, the rope of fate swirled and reversed at this moment, the old pictures once again rushed through the mind, Yan Xun's arms With force, the crossbow arrow is like a cooked shrimp with a bowed back.

The strong wind was blowing, blowing past the flying flames of war and the gradually cooling corpses, the dark clouds in the sky were tumbling, snowflakes were flying all over the sky, and in the distance there were galloping horseshoes gradually approaching from behind, Yan Xun's eyes were frosty, his back was straight, Standing surrounded by thousands of armies, with absolute superiority and posture, he suddenly let go of the fingers holding the arrow!

The golden crossbow bolts swished off the strings and flew towards the vigorous body on the battlefield!

Thousands of pairs of eyes froze on it in an instant, and under the halo of the noon sun, the arrow of fate shot out towards Yu Wenyue's chest, like a bloodthirsty hungry wolf.

Yu Wenyue chopped down a Yanbei sergeant with a knife, scarlet blood sprayed on the back of his hand like hot oil.

No need to look, just listen with your ears, the sound of the arrow piercing through the fierce north wind was transmitted to the eardrums, the body is like lightning, dodging quickly according to the feeling, the sharp point of the arrow, along his arm Rubbing it hard, it brought up thick cloth and a large piece of bloody skin.However, before he had time to stand up, another arrow came in the blink of an eye.

Seven arrows in a row, the arrows went straight to the vital point, Yu Wenyue dodged one by one like a frightened dragon, and finally his body was shaken, and he stood up amidst the sharp arrows of the storm.

Their eyes met for just a second, as fast as lightning, but it seemed that they had gone through a lifetime of confrontation between the two.

In an instant, Yu Wenyue's body was like a full moon, her round arms were bent, and she swung the knife at him. The bright blade was like a white lightning flash, and it struck back like a thunderbolt.

A short exclamation sounded not far behind, and the corner of the man's mouth pointed at by the blade curved slightly, showing an undetectable smile.He didn't dodge, and didn't even show a trace of panic on his face. Instead, he picked up the last golden arrow, pulled the bow suddenly, and shot it away sharply.

The world seemed to be silent for a moment, separated by thousands of troops, they stared at each other silently, and sent out the final blow with all their strength, no one dodged and evaded, just waiting for fate to make the final blow to their lives sentencing.

"Be careful, Your Highness!"

"General!"

Before the exclamation had time to penetrate the eardrums, there was a long hiss of a war horse. The bright sword glow was like stars shining in the dark night. The sharp arrow pierced through the snow and fog, roaring from behind Yan Xun, in front of Yu Wenyue. The last moment the saber pierced Yan Xun's heart, it hit the back of the saber!

It was just an ordinary saber, how could it stand against this magnificent weapon with its floating brilliance.

The two forces joined together, and the saber shattered, but the sword continued to move forward at the same speed. Yan Xun's sharp arrow passed through Yu Wenyue's palm and shot at his chest, followed by the sword slamming into the arrow. The tail of the arrow went straight down, and a sword pierced Yu Wenyue's chest. On it, amidst the scalding scarlet, the word "Broken Moon" can be vaguely seen.

A big blood burst out of Yu Wenyue's mouth, his body staggered back, but he managed not to fall down, the moon guards rushed forward, guarding around him, Yue Jiu's eyes were red , kneeling in front of him with tears rolling down his face, the young swordsman suddenly turned his head, eyes full of mad resentment and rage, and looked at the team of pitch-black armor in the heavy snow from a distance.

Chu Qiao was sitting on the horseback, surrounded by two thousand Xiuli troops, the horse's hooves stepped on the snow field, making a rumbling sound.

Behind Mu Yanshan was thousands of troops, her pupils were wide open, and she finally saw a face in the snowy wind and snow, her whole body was like falling into an ice abyss, her limbs were cold and numb, her heart seemed to be pulled out and thrown away. Into the ice and snow.

Yan Xun smiled faintly, stretched out his hand to flick off a snowflake that fell from the lapel of his clothes, walked forward slowly, stretched out his hand to Chu Qiao, and said softly, "You are here."

Yan Xun is standing where Mu Yanshan is!

Yu Wenyue was covered in blood, and the wound on his chest was terribly hideous. There seemed to be billowing black tides rolling in his eyes. The fact once again smashed his pride and self-restraint with blood. The corners of his eyebrows and eyes were cold. He said, suppressing the blood in his throat.

Yu Wenyue, to what extent do you want to despise yourself?

The man sneered, his voice was as deep and hoarse as a ghost from hell, and he murmured: "After all, it's my own wishful thinking, Yu Wenyue."

The cold eyes shot at Mu Yanshan, she could no longer see Yan Xun's hypocritical smiling face, she could no longer see Chu Qiao's worried face, she could no longer see the piles of dead bodies as high as a hill, she could no longer see the posing In the smoky Yuegong ancient city, the billowing wind and snow between heaven and earth can no longer be seen, only Yu Wenyue, only the scarlet blood on his green fur, like a piercing sharp arrow, hit her chest and spine impressively.

The wind and snow are still there, and things seem to be different.

The sky and the earth became vast and vast in an instant, only the sound of the wind was left, rolling up the flying snow all over the sky, and sprinkled on the face that was already familiar in sleep.

His fingers were bent, and he clenched his fist fiercely. His nails inserted into the flesh and blood of his palm, but he couldn't feel the slightest pain.

Po Yue is no longer in her hands, who would do this to make Yu Wenyue hate her?

Or cut off her connection with Yu Wenyue directly?

Yan Xun!

Yuejiu's eyes were red, and seeing her face clearly, she cursed angrily: "You wolf-hearted woman, our young master came here to save you, but you did such a murderous thing. After today, there is still one person in Fanyuewei, I swear I want you to pay the price for what you did today!"

"Big words." Yan Xun's eyes drifted away lightly, and he said in a calm tone: "Go, trample them to death."

"Yes!"

The battle started in an instant, blood splattered, the sound of killing was deafening, and the light of the knife was dazzling.

He Xiao stepped forward cautiously, and asked in a low voice: "My lord, do we want to help His Highness?"

Chu Qiao looked at the battlefield in a trance, thousands of thoughts flew up in her mind one by one, Yu Wenyue's face, Yan Xun's face flashed one by one, she didn't know what went wrong, she didn't know what she had done, weak It swept over the sky and covered the sky, almost submerging her whole body.

She looked helplessly at the cold Mu Yanshan, she knew that Mu Yanshan hated her no less.

Yu Wenyue finally came.

One, two, hundreds, thousands, gradually, all the soldiers in the field became quiet, and Mu Jun attacked all Yanbei soldiers who approached Yu Wenyue without saying a word, as if he had gone crazy.

Yu Wenyue's entourage stared at Mu Yanshan vacillatingly, keeping a certain distance from her. The soldiers of Yanbei also looked at her in amazement, not daring to approach her. Everyone stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

"Shan'er, what are you doing?"

Yan Xun came forward from behind, his gaze was as dark as a deep spring, fixedly staring at her, and said slowly in a low voice.

Mu Yanshan looked at him sarcastically.

A few soldiers from Yanbei cautiously stepped forward, but before they got close, Mu Yanshan's long sword flew over, and in the clear light of the sword, a human head flew high into the sky, under everyone's shocking eyes , the headless body fell to the snow with a plop, twitching like a dead wild dog.

There are no exaggerated and gorgeous moves, no bluff shouts, she calmly aimed the blade at her comrades, and stood on the vast snowfield with a thin figure and thousands of troops behind her.

"Mu Yanshan! What are you doing?"

Yan Xun's voice became deeper and deeper, Yue Da on one side saw him, and immediately ordered his subordinates to evacuate immediately, Yan Xun's eyes turned cold, Yan Bei's soldiers immediately chased after him, Mu's family immediately resisted, the battlefield was in chaos, and it was impossible to tell Out of the enemy, everyone was blinded, their clothes were stained red with their own blood, their hands were trembling violently, but their bodies didn't take a step back.

The horse's hooves drifted away, and the unconscious Yu Wenyue was carried away. The pitch-black war eagle struggled and screamed in the sky, and the cold wind was like a cold knife, scraping against Mu Yanshan's skin inch by inch.

On the vast plain, bloody corpses covered the entire land, the fighting was still going on, and the air was filled with damp and cold despair and dead silence.

I don't know how long it took, everything gradually quieted down, Mu Yanshan held the sword behind her back, her feet were covered with bright red blood, Yan Xun stood opposite her, looking at her faintly, in a trance, she suddenly felt that the person opposite It was so strange, as if I had never known him before.

"Do you know what will happen to you if you betray me?" Mu Yanshan said calmly, but the tough man felt a chill in her heart.

"I'm just clearing the way for you."

"Okay." Mu Yanshan pursed her lips, like a ghost, "I'll help you kill Chu Qiao, and clear away the obstacles."

"How dare you!" Yan Xun stood in front of Chu Qiao, guarding his beloved.

"Why do you, Yan Xun, have everything, and I, Mu Yanshan, should live alone forever." Mu Yanshan said word by word, Yan Xun suddenly didn't know what to say, suddenly he didn't dare to look into Mu Yanshan's eyes .

Mu Yanshan snorted coldly, and got on her horse, "As you wish, I'm going to find him now, and I'll warn you for the last time, if he dies in Yanbei, I will never let you go in my life."

The strong wind whistled, blowing Mu Yanshan's turbulent fur. The girl let out a low cry, and the war horse galloped up instantly. The army followed her, and the snow and fog flew wildly, curling up with the wind and snow all over the sky.

Yan Xun stood on the spot with a cold expression on his face, standing for a long time like a stone monument.

He felt that something in his heart burst suddenly, and it seemed that he could vaguely hear the broken sound, and the wanton murderous spirit rushed out, staining his black eyes red.

Someone quietly walked behind him and asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, General Cheng sent scouts and said that Mu Jun stopped him on the other side of the Moli River. What should we do now?"

The cold wind blew through the corner of Yan Xun's clothes. In a trance, he seemed to see the ferocious face of Emperor Wei, and those gorgeously dressed nobles of the kingdom in front of Jiuyou Terrace...

"Notify Cheng Yuan, immediately lead troops to the foot of Minxi Mountain, and must intercept Yu Wenyue on Chishui Ice Lake."

The man hesitated slightly, and asked, "If so, Mu Shuai has also arrived?"

Yan Xun's eyes narrowed slightly, and a blade-like light flashed. After a long time, his deep voice slowly uttered a few cold words: "At any cost, Yu Wenyue must be killed."

Chu Qiao took a few steps back in shock, at this moment she found that the Yan Xun she knew seemed to be lost.

The war hawk let out a shrill cry, and under the gloomy sky, there was a bloodthirsty red light.

The sound of fierce fighting came from the front, and the dead man reported, "Master, Cheng Yuan's army is blocking the foot of Minxi Mountain, Yan Xun's army has passed, and General Yuwen is on Qianzhang Lake."

The cold wind blows and blows, and the world is full of desolate roars like beasts. Mu Yanshan pursed her lips, looked down at the blood-soaked dead man, and said slowly, "Show me a way!"

"Yes!"

On that day, the world really saw the strength of Mu Yanshan's soldiers. Mu Jun had an army with iron discipline, and every soldier stood alone, and no one was spared wherever he went.

It's not that they don't know how to kill, but this lion has been holding back its sharp minions. Once it is angered, it will be revenged to pieces!

The desolate wind blew their flying furs, Mu Yanshan snarled, and the horse kicked away in an instant, followed by the soldiers, rushing towards the vast snow field without hesitation.

The sound of the horn echoed on the ground. Cheng Yuan led the Black Eagle Army to stand on the embankment outside Qianzhang Lake, and surrounded Yu Wenyue's troops of less than 1 people. The densely packed bows and arrows were like erupting volcanoes. Lightning shot at the team on the ice in the middle of the lake.

Yue Da led the Yue Guards to gather around the coach, and the people standing in the front instantly became a sieve riddled with holes. The screams and wailing spread across the earth. Yue Jiu waved his sword and wanted to rush up, hissing Shouting for war, Cheng Yuan dismissed it at all, and just kept giving orders to shoot.

The bodies of the Moon Guards fell down row by row like falling straws. Facing such a force, they had no power to fight back. But even so, the soldiers kept rushing over, without shields or cover, just Use your own body to win time for their coach to survive.

Blood stained the snow in the center of the lake, winding across the entire ice field.

This is no longer a war, but has evolved into a bloody massacre. The rain of arrows is flying like locusts, and the sharp sound of piercing the air fills the entire space. Without the ability to fight back, the death tide came, the corpses gradually piled up into a hill, the surviving people fell to the ground and groaned miserably, gradually, the figures inside were exposed, shadowy, clearly visible.

Cheng Yuan licked his lower lip slightly, he turned his head slightly, and quietly looked at Yan Xun who was standing in the crowd.

The monstrous military exploits are in front of him, and the Marshal of the Great Wei Army and Horses who ruled the Northwest Continent is about to die in his own hands. Cheng Yuan's excited palms are slightly sweating.

At this moment, there was a sharp neighing of war horses, and a rout gap appeared in the southeast corner. The loud alarm bell rang in the ears, and someone rushed in, holding a saber and wearing black armor. It was indeed Mu Jun's attire .

"Mu Jun!"

Someone in the army exclaimed, and Cheng Yuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his expression was a little flustered.

I saw Mu Yanshanwei sitting on the big horse, behind him was the clank and iron bones of the Mu family, with a murderous aura overflowing from her body, and the cold light of the weapons was even more cold in the snow.

Mu Yanshan glanced at the piles of corpses on the ice, then cast her cold gaze at the Black Eagle Army and said loudly, "Kill me, leave no one behind!"

"Yes!"

It was at that moment that people knew what the Heavenly Soldier was. No one knew where the 20 troops that Mu Yanshan suddenly appeared came from. Maybe they were only concerned about running for their lives. Shara also harvested the lives of Yanbei soldiers, they knew that some people should not be messed with.

Yan Xun looked at his fallen soldiers, his hands and feet trembling uncontrollably.

That's his army!

A whole 20 Black Hawk army!

"Mu Yanshan!" Yan Xun's heart-piercing roar resounded through the valley.

"Yan Xun, I handed over the Black Eagle Army's soldier talisman to you a year ago, and I will destroy the entire Black Eagle Army a year later. This is the fate of betraying me!" Mu Yanshan cast her cold eyes on everyone , sternly said, "This is what will happen to me, Mu Yanshan!"

Mu Yanshan raised her arms and shouted, "Kill me!"

"Yes!" Mu Jun's shout resounded through the sky, and all of a sudden, figures fell down. This was not killing but harvesting. They were the messengers of death, and they came to harvest life.

Mu Yanshan dismounted and walked towards the scarred man step by step.

"You shouldn't have come."

A deep and cold voice sounded, Mu Yanshan approached step by step, but saw Yu Wenyue standing in a pool of blood, the wound on his chest was bandaged with a white cloth, but red liquid was still seeping out, he looked at her, His eyes were so peaceful, without the generosity of going to death, without the anger of being attacked, he was still deserted, standing alone among his remnants and weak brigade, looking at the soldiers of Yanbei fearlessly.

"Idiot!" Mu Yanshan held back her tears and roared, "Do I need you to save me? You idiot, I have so many troops, what can Yan Xun do to me!!!"

Yu Wenyue fell to the ground weakly, "But...how can I let go..."

Mu Yanshan raised her legs and ran towards Yu Wenyue, she wanted to tell him that she didn't want anything, she only wanted him to live, to live well!

She doesn't want any country, any pursuit, she just wants him to live!

Yu Wenyue, don't die, I can save you, wait for me!

Mu Yanshan ran over and hugged Yu Wenyue tightly, wiped the blood off his face at a loss, and murmured, "Let's go home, let's go home..."

Yu Wenyue, I don't want anything anymore, I'll take you home, let's go home!

The author has something to say: Why do you write so much! ! !

I am also very helpless! ! !

There are two more chapters to finish tomorrow...

Let out a sigh of relief...

Does Xiao Ce still watch it?

"Chu Qiao Biography" really writes too much...

Today's fourth update, a total of more than 2 words have been updated today, and I admire myself.