Kuai Chuan Zhi becomes a boss in the collapsed world

Chapter 170 May I be like a star and a king like the moon

A young general in black broke through many obstacles, galloping on the battlefield filled with gunpowder like a god of death without emotion and humanity.

Kill ten people in ten steps, and stay in a thousand miles.

"General Xu." The sound of the collision of weapons was sharp and piercing, as if sparks were about to be ignited.

"Go back to the city, here the Regent's army is carrying it."

Mu Xuan waved away a Northern soldier who was sneaking up on Xu Feng, and lifted him up by his collar.

Xu Feng's bloodshot eyes were a little dazed, his body was crumbling with the golden hammer propped on the ground, and the arrow in his chest seemed to be poisoned.

He looked at Mu Xuan with complicated eyes, and coughed out a mouthful of blood, "I can't retreat, it will damage their morale."

Why did the regent come to Weizhou?With private soldiers, could it be... There is turmoil in Bianjing?
Xu Feng didn't have time to think too much, and continued to deal with Ashile.

The sky casts the first ray of light, and this game has come to an end.

Mu Xuan rode the horse with a sword, she had killed too many enemies, she was in a daze.

Corpses are everywhere, broken arrows and broken weapons are scattered on the ground. Many Han people died in this Beibei sneak attack.

The broken limbs are still calling in the direction of Weizhou City, the young life is disappearing, and the yellow sand is stained with blood.

The elite soldiers that Bei Rong was proud of also suffered heavy casualties.

The heavy and long sound of the horn came from the watchtower of the city wall, and the mournful sound of the horn resounded throughout the battlefield, telling the people that we have won!
However, the souls of the undead lingered for a long time, and sorrow filled the wild.

Mu Xuan was a little bit out of strength, her feet were as heavy as lead, so heavy that she almost couldn't walk.

Half of the [-] soldiers she led were lost. Mu Xuan turned her head and glanced at Weizhou City. The tall and majestic ancient city was still quiet, as if it had come out of nowhere, and it seemed that it was not affected by Beirong's sudden attack at all.

No, there are effects.

Here, too many compatriots died, and some Han sons fought with Beirong soldiers and were forced to die together with the enemy.

They win bravely.

Mu Xuan's eyes were a little wet. From the bottom of her heart, she didn't want to see death. The gods are high above, and she has no human desires, but she is a human now, fighting for the country.

This is a great honor, and it means that she can use her power to participate in the world she lives in and protect everything she loves.

But this is also dangerous, she can hardly restrain the sympathy with each dead heroic soul, and strange and complicated emotions rush towards her.

She seemed to hear the desperate cry of someone just now.

"Aniang, the child can no longer be filial."

"My mother-in-law is still waiting for me to go home, and I can't go back..."

"Defend the city to the death!"

"I want to live...help me..."

It was the heartfelt voice of the deceased before death, lingering in her ears along with the wind for a long time.

Mu Xuan was infected by the mourning of these dead soldiers, and her heart seemed to be covered with layers of haze.

She killed a Beirong man again, her hands were already shaking like chaff.

The blood of the alien race is also red, warm and scalding.

They all live under the same blue sky, and she doesn't regret being stained with countless blood by herself.

But she regretted not stopping this war in time, if this war could be avoided, if she could have more time to prepare...

Is it possible for them to have more chances of survival, and the Han children can return to their familiar homes, hug and greet their relatives.

Mu Xuan closed her eyes, propped herself up on the ground, and suddenly hummed an ancient and ethereal ballad softly.

This ballad guides countless ghosts wandering on the battlefield to the land of reincarnation.

"Heroes return to their homeland, and the dead return home with glory..."

She sang, tears welling up in her eyelashes.

The long hair that had been disheveled for a long time was sticky and hot, Mu Xuan touched her face, and there was blood on her hands, as well as on her face.

She was lying on the yellow sand, listening to the remnant voice of the deceased, her consciousness was drowsy, and she fell into darkness.

　Subscriptions are bleak. After a day's class, the average subscription has changed from 1 to 2. Yun Chi is so sad that he only ordered two dishes for dinner.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)