In addition to beauty, she also has a mold

Opening the city gate privately is a capital offense.

Chen Yufeng, as the captain of the city guard, naturally understood the military order like a mountain.

He knelt down on the ground with a trembling voice: "Young Lord, forgive me, that man's martial arts are so strong that the subordinates really can't resist him. If he is not let out, the lives of the soldiers may be at stake."

There was a cold snort above his head.

"Are you afraid of her or did it on purpose?!"

There was a sudden chill down Chen Yufeng's back, and Chen Yufeng couldn't breathe back: "Back to Young Master, this man is red-eyed, he doesn't look like a normal person, the subordinates are worried that he will continue to hurt brothers, so."

There was silence in the tent for a long time, and the wind and snow raged outside the tent, making the tent rattle. Chen Yufeng felt extremely uneasy, as if he was facing a big enemy. The rumored Mr. Zhao Xiaohou was right in front of him. His life and death were just a matter of time. Just a light sentence.

After a long time, Zhao Wuling waved his hand: "Get lost."

"Thank you, Young Master, for your mercy."

Feeling relieved, Chen Yufeng hurriedly exited the big tent. In the cold and snowy day, he was covered in cold sweat, his legs were weak, and he felt lingering fear.

Han Yi took the cloak and went up to the tower. The young master stood on the tower with his hands behind his back, looking far ahead, which was the direction of Xishui Ridge, and it was also the last line of defense to reach the tower.

"Son."

Putting on the big cloak for the young master, he also looked at Xishuiling: "Young master, are you worried that Xishuiling will not be kept?"

Zhao Wuling frowned tightly, and answered the wrong question: "She is really not afraid of death."

Thinking that the young master was talking about Chu Zhijiang, Han also agreed: "Yes, I heard that the advance team has lost countless lives and injuries, and he is still stubbornly resisting, and has no intention of retreating. It is really admirable."

Before he finished speaking, Han Yi shut up quickly when he was given a cold look. He must have said something wrong, and the young master would be so annoying to him.

Since it's not Chu Zhijiang, who is the young master talking about?
Xishui Ridge.

When the rebels attacked, it was snowing heavily. Chu Zhijiang looked at the countless heads of the rebels, and there were only dozens of soldiers left behind him. He suddenly shouted: "You are all the elites among the elites. Today, fight bloody battles with me, and swear to the death not to let the rebels cross Xishui Ridge."

The soldiers shouted in unison: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

When they knew that the city gate was closed and there would be no more reinforcements, everyone was desperate, and then they were ready to die.

When the rebels heard it, Wu Yangyang rushed over. Chu Zhijiang stood in front of him holding a sword. The blood of the enemy stained his armor red, and the heavy snow fell, like a plum blossom in the snow, blooming extraordinarily brightly.

The sky was getting dark, and the soldiers' eyes were red from killing. Before they died, their eyes were opened wide. Snowflakes fell into their eyes and instantly turned into a drop of blood.

Chu Zhijiang's back became more and more empty, and in the end there were only a dozen or so people standing side by side with him, and most of the rebels were killed, and he was shocked by the appearance of the advance team not afraid of death.

Hu Sheng beside him vomited a mouthful of blood, and said with a smile, "Ten dozens are exchanged for hundreds, no loss!"

"No loss."

"Absolutely worth it!"

The rest of the crowd laughed and echoed. Their heroic laughter shocked all the rebels on the battlefield, and they all knew that they were a group of lunatics who were not afraid of death.

Suddenly, someone in the rebel army shouted: "There are only a dozen of them left, and they will surely die if they are desperate. Whoever can behead their heads will be rewarded!"

heard.

The rebels rushed up like hungry wolves, and the advance team was instantly surrounded by a sea of ​​people, and the sound of fighting resounded throughout the world.

Chu Zhijiang struggled to fight his way out, hearing the roars of his brothers. In the chaos, his leg was cut by a random sword, and he fell to his knees in an instant. The rebels rushed towards him like crazy.

This is the general's head, if he can cut it off himself, he will definitely be promoted to a higher rank.

"General Chu!"

Hu Sheng turned his head and saw that Chu Zhijiang was besieged, so he rushed forward to rescue him in a panic, but was blocked by more rebels.

The moment he fell down, the head was pressed hard, Chu Zhijiang swept his sword vigorously, and then heard countless wailing, and there were still countless rebels rushing forward to snatch his head.

The sword pierced the ground, he stood up and roared, "Come on!"

The rebels behind were crazy, they did not hesitate to step on the corpse of their companion, vowing to get his corpse, he was surrounded and seriously injured, and there was only one way to die.

The rebels were very excited, but their smiles froze for a moment, and they flew back into the air in horror, falling into a ball like an arhat.

Chu Zhijiang frowned, as if the falling snow had eyes, it gathered into countless snow balls, smashing the rebels to pieces, and seeing that the situation was not right, someone ran outside the ridge to report.

"Mr. Lou, it's not good, let's go inside."

Lou Yuan straddled the horse and waved his hands impatiently: "Trash, get to the back."

He raised his head, looked at the person standing on the treetop, and couldn't help but proudly said, "You're still here."

"Sir, what did you say?"

"I said, kill in."

"Yes."

Hu Sheng looked at the person who appeared out of nowhere, and wanted to ask, but the other person passed him directly, and walked up to Chu Zhijiang behind him. Chu Zhijiang was covered in blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was his blood or the enemy's. Blood.

"There are rebels ahead, Xishui Ridge has fallen, you should withdraw."

Hearing this, Chu Zhijiang suddenly raised his eyes to look at the person who came: "What do you mean?"

Xiao Yu couldn't bear to look at him, so he turned his face away, shrugged his shoulders, and said in a low voice: "The rebel army is entering the mountain, retreating, there is still a chance of life, if they don't retreat, they will die."

"who are you?"

"passer."

"As a passer-by, thank you for your help, and please leave quickly."

She glanced around, seeing mountains of corpses and seas of blood. She had never been on a battlefield, but she always heard her brother mention things on the battlefield.

He clenched his fists secretly, closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look any more.

She reminded again: "General Chu, the imperial court's reinforcements have arrived, and behind you is the city gate."

Chu Zhijiang was surprised: "How do you know? Could it be that you are sent by the imperial court?"

She shook her head in denial, pointed to her ear, and said embarrassingly: "I am born with good hearing. The cavalry of the imperial court has already arrived in Fucheng, and Xishui Ridge must fall. I think you should be very clear about the reason."

Chu Zhijiang held the hilt of his sword with complicated emotions.

They have been abandoned by the court, and they have no choice but to die in battle. Even if they retreat, they cannot escape the fate of death, and the city gate will not be opened for them after all.

Hu Sheng was furious suddenly: "General, they closed the city gate without saying a word, let's go down to the tower and ask for clarification. Even if they die, they must die clearly."

Someone echoed: "Yeah, I don't want to die with my eyes closed."

"Yes, ask clearly."

"..."

"To shut up!"

Chu Zhijiang yelled at the crowd: "So many brothers died against the enemy, their blood was shed on this land, and their bones were not cold, how can we be cowards and deserters?!"

Then he looked at the "uninvited guest" in front of him, and threatened unceremoniously: "Please leave quickly, don't shake the morale of the army, otherwise, I will kill you."

With a muffled snort, he felt his world spinning and his back hit the ground heavily.

"you"

He wanted to get up and make a move, but he couldn't move, so he stared at her fiercely: "What do you want to do?"

Xiao Yu stared at him deeply, then turned around resolutely, stood in front of everyone, and replied casually: "Since you don't leave, then I will die with you."