Ding Xiaoyi looked at the northern demon army coming like a tide and encircling them.

His heart sank to the bottom, and he finally failed.

And those soldiers who resisted had already fallen under the butcher's knife of the Northern Demon Army.

The three teams gathered together, with only 2,000 people.

"Guo Xing, officers and men, I'm sorry, Ding Xiaoyi failed to defend Liangzhou."

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the exhausted faces and said loudly.

But there was a look of despair in everyone's eyes,

A black army of northern demons surged in from all around, and they were already surrounded by tens of thousands of northern demon armies.

If Ding Xiaoyi can still break out of the encirclement by himself,

But he couldn't leave these two thousand soldiers alone.

They are the backbone of Liangzhou, and they are the real soldiers of the Dayong Dynasty.

"General Ding, it is our honor to fight alongside you. We will have no regrets even if we die in battle."

A general next to Ding Xiaoyi said loudly to Ding Xiaoyi.

"Fight and die without regrets, fight and die without regrets...",

Although the other soldiers who defended the city had tired looks on their faces, their emotions were so high.

"Guo Xing, are you okay?"

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the deputy general beside him. He had been following Ding Xiaoyi.

He fought bravely to kill the enemy, but was knocked away by a heavy armored knight.

If Ding Xiaoyi hadn't opened a bloody path,

Guo Xing was trampled into a pile of flesh by several northern heavy riders, and bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"The last general is fine. The last general has killed enough of his enemies."

A look of relief appeared on Guo Xing's face.

And as soon as he finished speaking, there was a "poof" sound.

From his mouth spewed hot blood,

But his body fell softly, and his breath began to become weak, making Ding Xiaoyi feel depressed.

Guo Xing fell in front of him, and he hugged Guo Xing's body.

There was an endless surge of grief and anger in my chest, why, why was this happening?

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes glowed with red spots like blood.

Putting Guo Xing's body aside, he looked at the mourning robes on their faces.

He just felt that he was very useless, and he couldn't even protect Liangzhou City.

He could only watch those unarmed ordinary people fall under the slaughtering knife of the northern demon army.

He was very unwilling,

He was unwilling that Liangzhou City would become a hell on earth.

But he was powerless, and grief, anger and pain were intertwined in his chest.

No one knows Ding Xiaoyi’s state of mind at this time.

And the steady stream of northern demon army also completed the encirclement, and the dense northern demon army surrounded Ding Xiaoyi and others.

After looking at the high-spirited Northern Demon Army,

Ding Xiaoyi felt as if a mouthful of anger that was difficult to swallow was stuck in his throat.

"Everyone, if Ding Xiaoyi can fight side by side with you, he will have no regrets in this life."

Ding Xiao

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B held up the long sword in his hand,

His body slowly rose into the air, and he turned to the soldiers and shouted loudly.

"Two gentlemen, if you can retreat in time,"

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes fell on the two bookstore disciples who were covered in blood, and he said in a solemn voice to them.

"Brother Xiao Yi, you have underestimated the disciples of Shu Ge too much. Scholars must take the world as their own responsibility, cultivate their moral integrity, and bring peace to the world. The world is the most important thing, regardless of personal life and death. My Shuge sage once said that he should worry about the world first. I

Shuge takes caring about the world as its own responsibility, so why would it ever take a step back?"

The sword-browed and star-eyed Shu Pavilion disciple strode forward,

He cupped his fists towards Ding Xiaoyi and said forcefully,

The Confucian scholar next to him with thick eyebrows and big eyes nodded slightly.

The scholar's anger is nothing more than this, Ding Xiaoyi thought secretly.

Although these two scholars have long lost their original elegant demeanor,

But the awe-inspiring righteousness surrounding them was so strong that it shook the sky.

"Ding Xiaoyi, I'm hungry",

The little girl sat on the wolf's back and murmured dissatisfaction to Ding Xiaoyi.

But Ding Xiaoyi fell next to Ding Xiaoyao, and he stroked the little girl's head.

"Little demon, if Ding Xiaoyi dies, you must learn to find food by yourself."

Ding Xiaoyi felt the tip of his nose was sore, and he had no choice but to give this order.

Death, everyone will die, and Ding Xiaoyi is no exception.

Even the supreme spiritual masters who are called land gods will die one day.

If he dies, the only person he can't let go of is Ding Xiaoyao.

How would this innocent little girl live her life in the future without his care?

"No, you don't want to die. You still want to catch wolves for me. I want to eat roasted whole wolves, and I want to eat...",

Ding Xiaoyao couldn't help sobbing, and she kept mumbling.

But the Wolf King who sat down on her trembled all over.

Why does this little ancestor only think of eating wolf meat? Isn't it okay to eat something else? The Wolf King's eyes flickered with confusion.

"What a pair of loving brothers and sisters, but don't worry, you will both die. This will be the case. If you die together, you will have company and you won't be alone."

There was a hint of joking in the eyes of a northern demon general, and he saw all this.

"General, Khan said he would capture this kid alive",

The deputy general of the Northern Demon Army on the side reminded the demon general.

But the demon general rolled his eyes and ignored the deputy general's reminder.

"Kill, we will be brothers again in the next life",

Ding Xiaoyi put away the grief in his chest,

He knew that the best explanation for these soldiers was to fight a bloody path.

More than two thousand Liangzhou soldiers turned into sharp arrows and fought towards the northern demon army that was surrounded like an iron barrel. The result can be imagined.

The first round of charge could only last less than one stick of incense.

It has come to an abrupt end,

Ding Xiaoyi and others were surrounded by more than a hundred corpses of Liangzhou garrison soldiers.

And these northern demonic armies don’t seem to be in a hurry to kill them.

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Instead, we played a game of cat and mouse,

Several Liangzhou defenders rushed into the Northern Demon Army and were trampled to death by their horses.

Ding Xiaoyi led everyone to launch several counterattacks, but they were all blocked by the Northern Demon Army, and they lost more than a hundred soldiers.

More than two thousand Liangzhou defenders were besieged by tens of thousands of northern demon troops.

The result was already obvious, Ding Xiaoyi's whole body was torn apart by a sharp long knife.

His body was covered with criss-crossing scars,

Blood flowed out from the scar, and the aura around him began to wane.

"Kill, kill, kill",
To be continued...