Chapter two hundred and fifteen the whole army was annihilated
"Miss Shangguan doesn't understand...but, the Lord Yiyong should know..."
"Master Yi Yong?" Mu Jingrui was stunned, and in an instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. "Master Yi Yong Yong is here?"
"Yes." General Governor had never seen Mu Jingrui's face look so ugly, and explained, "The picture you arranged was taken out of your military tent by Miss Shangguan. The later design... Marshal, it is
Isn't there any problem?"
Of course there is a problem.
Mu Jingrui looked around and saw that the soldiers of Xixia were approaching.
This was not his arrangement at all. Now it was too late to fight back.
He immediately adjusted his strategy and wanted to break through the siege, but it was too late. The court's army was killed by the people of Xixia and abandoned his armor and wailed everywhere.
When Mu Jingrui led a team of men out of the gua stream, it was already dusk. When he looked back, there were only a few less than a thousand people left.
He looked at the eyes that were staring at him with a deep affection, and his heart was filled with sadness.
Hundreds of thousands of people were buried in the gulf and river. What kind of face does he have to live and go back to meet the saint? How should he face the families of the soldiers who died in the battlefield?
"Marson, go quickly..." The steel knife in the hands of the general was already rolled. He looked at Mu Jingrui's sad expression and persuaded, "Save the green mountains there, don't be afraid of no firewood. As long as we can go back..."
"Hahaha! You can't go back."
As the hearty laughter came, Li Binhao led his troops to surround Mu Jingrui and others, and the elite archers erected the bow and pointed it at them.
"Master Mu, I haven't seen him for a few days, why do you look so embarrassed?" Li Binhao felt angry when he thought of Mu Jingrui breaking into his territory and taking Shangguan Wanning away.
He jumped off the horse's back and walked to Mu Jingrui.
"How is it? Will you admit defeat?"
Mu Jingrui smiled coldly. "I didn't lose to you."
"Yes, you lost to your own people." Li Binhao leaned over to Mu Jingrui, "If it weren't for your internal problems, how could he be so friendly to me? The doors are open everywhere, as if they were waiting for me to fight.
Like you."
This sentence deeply hurt Mu Jingrui's heart.
He could accept betrayal, but he could not accept Shangguan Wanning's betrayal of him.
She did this, not only to make him die, but also to be ruined after his death.
Not only killing people, but also killing one's heart.
"Now, you have only less than a thousand people left, and I... brought 30,000 people to chase you. I will give you two ways now. First, surrender and surrender to me, Xixia, I will let you go.
I am a pawn in my camp.”
"Don't think about it!"
Hearing the three words "pawn in front of the horse" evokes memories that Mu Jingrui is most reluctant to remember.
Li Binhao was not angry either. It was expected. If Mu Jingrui agreed immediately, he would find it boring.
"Okay, then let's go the second way. Just kneel down and kowtow to me three times, and respectfully call me to declare three times, and I will let you go and let the thousand soldiers behind you, how about it?
”
Mu Jingrui clenched his fists, and a raging fire burned in his eyes.
Li Binhao did this clearly meant to humiliate him.
He would rather die than bow down to his enemies, but...
Mu Jingrui looked back and saw that those who could escape from this battle in Tiangoujian were all dead.
He is not afraid of death, what about them?
"How is it? Let me tell you the truth. If a person like you cannot use it for me, then you can only go out as soon as possible. Even if you kneel down and beg me now, I will not let you go. But I can do it to
You promise, they…”
Li Binhao pointed at the remaining thousand soldiers. "You can survive."
Mu Jingrui's heart was trembling violently and his face was pale.
He is already sorry for those who died in the gua rift, and now these thousand people...
"Marson, you don't have to make things difficult or kneel down."
General Gan stood up, spat at Li Binhao, straightened his chest, and felt righteous. He knelt in front of Mu Jingrui with his fists.
"Marcedes-Master, my subordinates are incompetent and cannot help you win this battle. Now, so many brothers die on the battlefield, my subordinates have no face to live in the world. Take one step ahead, take care of the marshal."
After saying that, he picked up the rolled-blade steel knife and cut his neck.
Blood gushed out and splashed on Mu Jingrui's battle robe.
Mu Jingrui had witnessed the deaths of countless people, but he was not as shocked as General Gang. He wanted to save him, but he could only watch.
As he said that, dozens of soldiers committed suicide.
They all seemed to have made an appointment, and after saying goodbye to Mu Jingrui, they committed suicide one after another.
Mu Jingrui's heart went from pain to numbness until his eyes were covered with corpses, and his thoughts had completely paused.
He knelt down at the more than a thousand soldiers and closed his eyes heavily.
Li Binhao was also a little surprised. In the face of such a cruel war, anyone's life became so fragile.
After a long time, Mu Jingrui slowly stood up and turned around to face his eyes.
His long sword was held in his hand and pointed it at Li Binhao.
"You might want to kill all my 30,000 troops on your own, right?"
"I just want to kill you."
As soon as Mu Jingrui finished speaking, the sword stabbed Li Binhao. Li Binhao dodged a few times and jumped behind the archer.
"Shoot the arrow!"
Countless sharp arrows shot towards Mu Jingrui.
Mu Jingrui danced his long sword, dodging while sniping the archer.
However, no matter how high his martial arts are, he will be exhausted. He can't remember how many people he killed, and only feels that his hands are already numb.
Suddenly, my body felt a sharp pain.
A sharp arrow shot into his chest, and he suddenly remembered Shangguan Wanning.
She united with her grandfather and betrayed him in such an important battle. He could sacrifice his life for her, what about her?
Mu Jingrui's eyes were moist and another sharp arrow was on his back.
He was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to dodge. He couldn't remember how many times this severe pain was, until his sword broke out and fell to the ground and lost consciousness.
"Prince, he seems to be dead. Do you want to take it back?"
Li Binhao walked to Mu Jingrui, kicked him, and asked the soldiers to explore his breath.
"How about it?"
"Your Majesty, you're dead. Do you want to drag it back?"
"What are you going to drag it back? Are you here to bury it? I want him to expose his body in the wilderness and give it to the generals of the Central Plains court to take a good look. Whoever dares to resist my Xixia again, Mu Jingrui's fate is their reference