Chapter 373: There will always be strong winds rising from the ground. I will have no regrets in this life!

Author: Fu Lv

The siege of Beiliang is still going on.

Under the base of the city wall, there is dilapidated and charred soil, a blue city wall with bloodstains remaining, and the smell of blood in the air is so strong that it is almost vomiting.

Song Lanyi looked around. During this time, his nerves had been tense almost all night long. The entire chin of his face had lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a pointed chin.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and the tip of her pen slowly dropped a line of words on the rice paper.

"On the ninth day, 73,277 people were injured and more than 1,300 people were killed."

So far, food and grass can still be supplied in the city, but the number of casualties is countless.

Almost every day you can see stretchers passing by.

However, the reinforcements from King Qi have not yet arrived.

When another round of monsters retreated, leaving only the devastated city wall behind, Song Lanyi tiptoed and picked up a corpse of a monster.

She didn't need to observe carefully or notice anything, just from the surface, she could clearly feel that a lot of life essence had been lost in this savage body.

To put it simply, you don’t eat enough and you lose weight.

The demons and barbarians are trained in the physical body, and their requirements for blood food are extremely terrifying, let alone such a large army.

When the ecological chain outside the city began to collapse and all the prey disappeared without a trace, they barely managed to hold on for a few days, and then they went crazy and looted human corpses.

But this is just a drop in the bucket.

If they can survive until the ninth day... both sides are already at the end of their ropes.

Under the city wall, Mrs. Zhang's hair is messy, but she has a strong and heroic feeling.

She looked around and raised the red tassel gun in her hand, "Today's battle is the last battle of the ten-day siege of the city. If you win, the Qingyun Avenue will skyrocket; if you lose, the blue sky will fall. You will gain a posthumous reputation and be honored as a hero." "

As she said that, she looked at everyone with a concentrated expression and said loudly, "Everyone, the demons and savages are outside the city wall. They eat the flesh and blood of our compatriots. They regard our people as cattle, sheep, chickens and dolphins, and jokingly call us two-legged sheep. However, at such a desperate time, are we really willing to be like lambs, wailing under the butcher's knife?"

In the crowd, a woman holding a Wu hook spoke loudly, raised her head and laughed, "No matter how bad the ending is, it will just leave a scar as big as a bowl on my neck. Instead of giving birth on my knees, I would rather stand - Die! Kill——"

Perhaps it was the woman's fearlessness and impassioned words that inspired everyone.

Under the city wall, tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians shook their cups in unison, and the evil spirit like wolf smoke rushed straight into the sky:

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The three words "kill" shook the heaven and earth and filled the sky.

Boom——

For nine days, the city gate that countless soldiers had blocked with their lives slowly opened.

At this time, the sky was bright and the candlelight shining in the dark night could be vaguely seen.

Song Lanyi wiped the water stains from his mouth, put on the heavy armor again, and walked all the way to the team.

The spring is cold and cold, and the morning wind brings a dry and cold feeling unique to the north. The dust hits the face, giving it a fishy, ​​salty and astringent taste.

That's the smell of blood.

The generals in front raised their flags high and said, "Fire the arrows!"

The sky is full of arrows, dragging the tail of flames created by talent, forming a gorgeous and extremely dangerous fireworks.

Human beings and monsters collide together, poetry, pen and ink, fists and feet collide everywhere.

Song Lanyi saw a colorful tiger charging towards her. She used her poems as a sword to stir up the wind and clouds. She pierced the intestines with her sword and actually split a fourth-level tiger in half from top to bottom.

The hot blood splashed on Song Lanyi's head, seeming to turn her dark hair into dark red.

At this moment, a badger-like creature suddenly flew from her side and rushed toward a soldier.

At this critical moment, the long knife in the soldier's hand happened to be stuck in the shoulder blade of the monster beside him.

When he saw this scene, his heart couldn't help but beat wildly. He was so nervous that he even forgot to swallow his saliva. The tip of his throat was dry, but he had no regrets or fear.

On the contrary, in a stunned moment, he was so angry that he suppressed the power of the Five Mountains, trying to imitate Song Lanyi and smash the monster into pieces.

Suddenly, his hair and beard spread out, and he burst out laughing:

"When a real man is alive, why should he be afraid of death? I hope that thousands of years from now, I will still be a great man!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of broken flesh and blood suddenly sounded.

The soldier did not feel the pain he imagined, and could not help but open his eyes in confusion, and then stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

Song Lanyi stood in the sky, like an insurmountable mountain, standing in front of him.

Her five fingers turned into claws, like metal and stone, and she actually tore the monster from the center.

The corpse of the monster split in two fell to the ground, splashing blood like raindrops, and crackling in everyone's field of vision.

"Not even thousands of years later, you will still be a heroic hero, and you should be remembered by historians."

Song Lanyi turned around and said.

Her tone was not gentle, but rational and calm, as if she was stating an objective fact.

But it was precisely this that made the soldier feel the urge to burst into tears.

In the rain curtain made of blood, he wiped his red eyes.

Sweat, tears, and blood were all mixed together, and it was hard to tell what it felt like.

It rained heavily from the sky.

In the continuous rain, he shouted, "There will always be strong winds rising from the ground. I will have no regrets in this life! Daqian people, show your sword!"

As soon as the words came out, the morale, which was originally in a low state, became high again.

As sand and rocks flew, and the sky cried and the wind howled, countless heroes and heroines drew their swords angrily.

The smoke that originally formed the shape of a beacon, at this moment, condensed into a big sword and slashed downwards.

Song Lanyi slowly closed her eyes as she listened to the words "Brilliant Sword" echoing in her ears.

At this moment, she seemed to understand what Daqian was.

This is a dynasty as real as the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, and cannot be explained by mere fiction.

It also has an extremely rich historical heritage and the spirit of blood and fire.

This spirit... is the wind, the sword, and the indomitable tendency to go to the tiger mountain despite knowing that there is a tiger in the mountain.

The blood on Song Lanyi's face almost covered her facial features.

But just like this, her state of mind seemed to be perfectly sublimated in this blood and fire.

The corners of her mouth curled up, and her whole person looked calm and peaceful.

At that moment, the space around her remained absolutely silent.

She said: "Wind, come."

Feng, the same as "wind".

The samsara sealing technique can seal people, hearts, or everything in the world.

And in the same way, her fingertips can become a medium for casting spells, so can everything, and so can the wind...

The moment her voice fell, she felt that the talent in her body was quickly drained, and the essence in her body began to be absorbed.

Her waterfall-like ink hair turned into a mixed color of black and white.

There is a mixture of the beauty of a young girl and the vicissitudes of life in an aging person.

However, she has no regrets.

Just like that sentence.
Chapter completed!