The setting sun sets in the west, and the white horse treads afterwards.
Red clothes appear in the West Mountain, and the scimitar reflects red.
In the sunset, the Hongniang crossed the last hill of the Leitou Mountain. She looked at her eyes and saw the bloody smoke. The white horse stood with a scimitar facing the sword, and the sound shook the sky...
"kill!"
The red-clothed white horse took the lead, followed by one horse, two horses, three and four horses, and war horses were scimitars all over the mountains and fields. They rolled down and swept straight to the Tiemole camp tent...
Asina held the reins tightly, leaned forward, smiled at the corner of her mouth, and the war horse under her crotch seemed to feel the joy and excitement of her master, constantly stepping on her front hooves and sniffing.
Two bloody figures reflected in the green eyes. They staggered, terrified, one step away, one step away. Ashi had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and the new and old accounts could finally be settled once today.
Qing, he was looking forward to it, but he was still a little unwilling to accept it.
Killing the enemy with one knife will inevitably make you feel comfortable, but it is not happy enough. Only face-to-face humiliation and abuse will make people happy, exciting and expectant.
This is like the most wonderful moment when a beautiful woman untied her belt.
The two men finally fell down. Asina smiled, laughing so hard that she was so angry that she laughed silently and bitterly. He paid too much for Mayi City and for these two damn guys.
There were less than 10,000 people at this time, and that was the cornerstone of his depository. Now the cornerstone has been broken, and the future has become unpredictable. How can he not be bitter and painful in his heart?
The pain and happiness were very complicated. Ashin Khan deeply understood it, but he didn't know that the pain that followed would become like a knife-wrenching lung...
To the south of Mayi City, a figure strode, stepping into the city and out of the city.
His face was full of wrinkles and his body was shriveled. There were sharp eyes hidden in the two gaps. The sparse goat beard moved with the wind, and the patched robe with blue and gray were covered with dust.
Suddenly, there was an old Taoist You Fang in the battle formation, and there were two bloody guys under the old Taoist's ribs.
Ashi felt a flash in front of him, and the old Taoist disappeared, and the two guys who were about to be chopped into pieces disappeared. Joy, horror, and anger, just like the summer rain, said to leave.
Just leave, Ashina on the war horse shook twice, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood...
When Li Taiping opened his eyes and saw the old Taoist priest, tears suddenly appeared in his eyes. He grabbed the old Taoist priest's clothes and sighed: "I didn't expect that Master, you, you, have taken one step first! I didn't expect that Master, you, you,
I will wait for my disciples under the storm! Well, I will travel with my life and walk together in my life..."
The old Taoist priest looked at the baby disciple with a smile, and the next moment he suddenly patted the disciple's injured right arm and said, "Good disciple, does it hurt?"
"pain!"
"It's good to know that the pain is hurt! It seems that the injury is a little worse, and my brain is not broken! Since my brain is not broken, I will open my eyes and look at it carefully. If I miss it, I will never see you again!"
The old Taoist priest stood at the top of the city and took down the treasure sword box behind him. It was strange that the old Taoist priest stood several feet apart and could not pour water into it, as if it was a world of its own.
The heaven and earth under the afterglow of the sunset showed desolation. A Taoist stood facing north like a green pine standing. His clothes were floating, as if he was waving the breath of the heaven and earth.
"Listen to the wind and clouds, look at the heavens and earth, the heavens are long and the sentient beings are vast! I want to ride the wind, and the iron sword and the heart of the elixir shine on the nine provinces! - The sword comes out!"
The old Taoist priest climbed into the sky in one step, stepped on the clouds and came out of the sword. The sky and the earth changed color, as if colorful clouds rose and the mountain of luoto, gathered among the iron swords...
The sword of ordinary iron, the body of ordinary people, and the sunset of the sunset, and break the shackles and become a saint.
The old Taoist priest's gray hair was as white as frost and snow in an instant, and his shriveled body became as fat as jade. The two gaps opened, as if there was lightning shining, and his style was even better than that of the immortals.
The iron sword faded away, and seemed to have colorful light flowing, dazzling, and the magical weapons were not as good as if they were.
One sword gives birth to two swords, two swords give birth to three swords, and three swords give birth to ten thousand swords...
The colorful clouds and the sword lights are everywhere in the sky, echoing the setting sun of the West Mountain, making the heaven and earth lose their color and making thousands of living beings surrender. This is the sword of the saint, and this is the sword of Taiping Tao that opens the sword of Taiping for the people.
Kunlun Mountain, Dao Head sat cross-legged, suddenly felt a sense of emotion, his eyes slowly opened, he looked east and shook his head and sighed...
At Xiantong Temple, the Buddha woke up from his own view, clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name...
On Zhujian Mountain, Zhang Yajiu walked out of the hut, looked southeast, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It seems that my sword will not come back!"
Duan Zhenshan sighed when he saw his master suddenly looking southeast, and couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Why?"
Zhang Yajiu smiled bitterly and said nothing, turning around and walking back into the hut...
At Lishan Academy, the president nodded and whispered softly: "I am not as good as the right way with the sword and the saint with the heart!"
Outside Jinyang City, the God of War's face changed and he said, "Get off the troops!"
On the mound, the great witch and the mysterious man looked at each other, and they saw the great witch saying, "Send the order and the whole army retreat!"
Under the sword light in the sky, fish shone with their eyes on the head of Mayi City, jumped and shouted: "God, look at the gods!"
Li Taiping never thought that one day, one day, one day, one day, one day, one day, one day, one day, one can have such a powerful and fairy-like spirit.
He smiled, but he smiled bitterly because he finally knew why the master refused to set off his sword in his life.
He cried, with joy in his tears, because he knew that this was what the master wanted for the rest of his life, what he was looking for for the rest of his life, and when he should draw his sword in his life.
The aliens are not stupid. They know very well that when the sword light falls, they will be wiped out and cannot even return to the arms of the wolf god. So they run away desperately, trying to escape...
Escape, where to escape? When Ashina turned around, she saw a white horse in red jumping over the fence and rushing into the army camp...
The sword light poured down, sprinkled in the wilderness, and sprinkled on the heads of aliens.
There was no scream, no wail, the sound of heaven and earth was lost, everything that came from the sword light turned into dust and smoke, drifting with the wind...
Ashin's heart was ashamed. He walked three hundred steps in front of him until Mayi City, as if he had been wiped by a giant palm holding the sky, so he could not see any living things. There was once the three thousand-year-old man who fought bravely, and
Now it's all gone, nothing has to be thoroughly thoroughly, clean...
The offensive and defensive battle in Jinyang City finally came to an end, because Yili Khan withdrew his troops, and the battle in the wilderness ended with it. There was no win or loss, no victory or defeat, and there was only corpses.
One by one, once alive, died in battle outside Jinyang City this afternoon at this sunset. Perhaps their bodies would be transported back to the grassland, back to the north of Mo, and all over Daqian, but their souls would be
Stay in that wilderness forever...
After the sunset, King Qi led the only two thousand remaining cavalry into Jinyang City, followed by Dugu Lie's 60,000 army.
On the city wall, Peng Gengche looked at the battle report and burst into tears. 180,000 soldiers died in battle, and countless injured people. This is not the final number, because he still doesn't know what the battle in the wilderness is. , He didn't even want to know, he felt that he was really old and could not stand more life and death.
The aliens were beaten and they were very painful. The army of more than 200,000 was four out of ten, and among them were Temole tens of thousands of sons. Two tiger troops were completely destroyed, and 20,000 royal courts were The Guards lost more than half, and even three thousand cavalrymen were killed in battle.
In the tent of the alien race, Qimin Khan seemed to have become an old man in his twilight years. His hands were shaking because he was holding a heavy battle report in his hand.
The great witch walked forward, squatted down, held Qimin's Khan's hand and said, "We haven't lost yet. Tonight I will interview the Military God alone in the name of peace talks, and I will kill him!"
Qimin Khan suddenly raised his head, his face changed again and again, and he shook his head and said, "Why is this trouble? You don't need to do this!"
The envoys of aliens were welcomed in the tent of the God of War. The God of War unfolded the letter with words about the man written on it, which was very clean and neat.
The war god closed the letter and said, "Tell the great witch that after an hour, I will only bring one guard to see you at the Stone Buddha in Mengshan."
When the messenger left, the war god sighed: "It's time to end this unreasonable war!"
Yu Linlin said angrily: "They want to have a peace talk? Bah! Only 60,000 elite soldiers are left, and these 60,000 are still injured! Damn! I will kill that girl with my own hands!"
The war god looked at Yu Linlin and said, "Old man, you will accompany me later, but please keep it for me!"
"What's wrong? You old man admit defeat?"
The God of War shook his head and sighed: "Leave some sparks for Dagan Chao. Do you want to destroy the remaining 60,000 people outside Jinyang City!"
"You can't stop fighting, but how should you, an old man, explain to the soldiers who died in battle? How can you explain to their families?"
The God of War stepped out of the tent, pointed at the wounded soldiers, and turned around and said angrily: "What about them? The duty of our soldiers is to defend their country, to drive foreigners back to the grassland, not to throw their lives on the battlefield. Be loyal! As the commander, I must be responsible for this country and for their life and death. I cannot ignore the anger in my chest and do it in a straightforward manner!"
"You were also a soldier, you should know what the mission of the soldier is! We are not afraid of death. If the aliens refuse to retreat to the grassland, then we will fight, so why not be afraid of it! But now that they have hurt them, they are afraid of them. Peace talks are the best way to resolve disputes, and it is not to have to throw everyone's lives in this wilderness!"
Yu Linlin frowned, suddenly raised her head suddenly, and said coldly: "I'll accompany you, I won't speak! But I can't help but breathe, so when the aliens withdraw from the three border counties, I will go and kill them. The great witches killed Qimin and his son.”
"Remember what I said and take good care of that girl Shanshan for me!"
The God of War said angrily: "All man!"
The night was getting deeper, and outside Mayi City, the aliens were completely defeated. The guards tied up the stupid Asana and fled back to the grassland with the remaining two thousand Timole people. And the Hanerdake of the Chuvash people Khan was not so lucky because behind his Eagle Master Flag was a prairie pearl in red, and the two thousand Tuva people who avenged blood revenge...