The first thousand and eighty-eight chapters only want to die standing
It was Zhu Zhi, who used to be an arrogant general of the Chinese Army's Cavalry Snake Camp. He was so tortured by Meng Jue that he could barely see his human form. Li Luo gently put a hand behind his back. His palm hurt, almost as much as when love penetrated his palm.
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As soon as Zhu Zhi finished speaking, a Mengjue soldier outside picked up the reins of his horse. The horse moved half a step, and the horse's hoofs mercilessly stepped on Zhu Zhi's body that had no intact skin. Zhu Zhi snorted and stubbornly stood up half of his body.
, smiled miserably: "General, I didn't embarrass Mu Tianlang!"
"Yes, I know." Li Luo looked at Zhu Zhi, his eyes flashing with strange light. He was glad that he could meet Zhu Zhi in his lifetime and be able to live and die with men like Zhu Zhi.
The quietness of the Dagan military camp could be heard, and there was a sense of suffocation that was almost stagnant. All the army lieutenants looked intently at Zhu Zhi, who vowed not to bow his head under the horse's hooves. Their blood gradually became hot, and the hand holding the weapon gradually became warmer.
Start force.
"General, if you go back to Zhuocheng, I wonder if I could ask you to tell Miss Luo Yi that I like her. General, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have any unwanted thoughts." Zhu Zhi said shyly.
"Okay, when we get back to Zhuocheng, I'll go find her with you and talk to her." Li Luo said with a smile.
"General, just don't blame the junior general." Zhu Zhi smiled happily, and then coughed repeatedly. The blood spurted out of his mouth and nose this time was not bright in color, but a little dark.
"Mother-in-law, are you going to kneel or not?" the Mengjue soldiers scolded impatiently.
"Kneel down, grandma!" Zhu Zhi, who is usually gentle and gentle, and somewhat similar to Li Luo, suddenly burst out with a vulgar word. A strong force surged out of his body from nowhere, lifted the horse's hoof that stepped on him, staggered a few steps, and swayed.
He stood up staggeringly and pointed at the Mengjue soldiers with a smile, "You are not even worthy of carrying the general's shoes!"
When the Mengjue generals were angry, anyone with a fiery temper would take action. Suddenly, everyone took a breath of cold air and looked behind Zhu Zhi in shock, with some horror in their eyes and more disbelief in their eyes. Dagan Military Camp
There were waves of muffled and low exclamations coming from this side. It was a long distance away, and Zhu Zhi seemed to hear the silent shouts of the Dagan soldiers.
Zhu Zhi slowly looked back, and his heart suddenly felt like he was stabbed by something. It hurt a little, but it was not lacking in warmth. In the blink of an eye, his eyes were a little blurry, and he couldn't see clearly the figure kneeling on the ground. He just murmured: "General.
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"Xiu Tongcheng Meng Jue swore an oath, can you all keep your promise this time?"
The Mengjue soldiers were startled at first, and then burst into laughter. The leading soldier could hardly stand upright with laughter, gasping and cursing: "Look, the majestic King Ganding is kneeling on the ground to beg us, haha,
Even if he kneels down, if he kowtows again, we will let him go."
"Shut up!" Zhu Zhi, who was in front of the horse, suddenly roared, wiped his tears, glanced at Li Luo with some reluctance, and proudly separated the lonely and deserted Li Luo in the distance from these wild Mongolian cavalry.
The body is a little thin and shaky, but at this time it is like a big mountain, which cannot be blown down by the wind or soaked by the rain.
"Dagan Zhu Zhi, the army follows Mu Tianlang, and is a soldier in the tent of King Dingtian. He only wants to die standing up, not to live lying down." Zhu Zhi looked up to the sky and roared, his voice lasting forever.
All the Mengjue soldiers looked at each other in disbelief. Such loyal and martyr men would still be respected even in Mengjue.
After Zhu Zhi finished shouting these words, he stood motionless on the spot, and did not make any sound for a long time. Li Luo was still kneeling on the ground, staring blankly at Zhu Zhi's back. At this moment, except for this bloody back, Li Luo's eyes
Nothing else can be seen.
There was gradually some commotion in the Dagan military camp, and no one knew who shouted: "I just want to die standing, not to live lying down!" Then tens of thousands of voices blended together, and it was vast and desolate, but it was so thick that it made people feel like they were alone.
of insignificance.
The faces of the Mengjue soldiers finally changed. The war horses seemed to be aware of the unusual atmosphere in the air. They scratched the soil restlessly and retreated step by step. The Mengjue soldiers tightened their reins and stopped their horses from retreating, their faces
The expressions on the faces were a bit ugly.
The wind in the wilderness was loud and easy to blow. This wind had been waiting aside for a long time, and then rushed in quickly. Although the wind was not strong, it was enough. Zhu Zhi's towering and motionless body slowed down in the sound of the wind.
He slowly fell down. There was a hint of youthful spirit and a smile on this young and handsome face. His eyes were not closed yet. He might be a little unwilling, but he was very peaceful, as peaceful as if he had just returned to the military camp.
Uncle Tai is worried.
In a daze, Uncle Tai's Xianchou face and Zhu Zhi's face overlapped, and they seemed to be looking at Li Luo and smiling, but Li Luo wanted to cry.
Li Luo stood up and walked towards Zhu Zhi step by step. No one stopped him, and no one came close. The Mengjue generals watched helplessly as Li Luo walked to Zhu Zhi. If he killed Li Luo at this time, he would be prosperous and wealthy for the rest of his life.
, rich clothes and fine food. Unfortunately, at this moment, no one dares to take action against Li Luo.
Zhu Zhi died and fulfilled his oath. He would rather die standing than live lying down. The warmth in his eyes has not dissipated yet, as if he is telling Li Luo that the peace of the world is not only carried by Li Luo.
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Li Luo grabbed Zhu Zhi's arm, put Zhu Zhi on his shoulder, and looked at the Mengjue soldiers quietly. The deathly silence made people want to vomit blood.
At this moment, a burst of rapid horse hoofbeats pierced the dead silence, coming from the side of the Mengjue military camp. Li Luo looked up indifferently and looked over, and a horse galloped over, as fast as a fleeting glimpse of light.
When the Mengjue soldiers saw the person coming, they were all a little surprised. It was obvious that the person's identity was not trivial. The war horse swept over like the wind. Li Luo didn't move, but he secretly raised his spirits and was on guard.
The knight on the horse is older than Li Luo. He is not wearing a military uniform, but only the common clothes of the Caohai tribe. His hair is tied casually on the back of his head and floats freely with the wind. His face is a little dark, but his edges and corners are very clear.
, his eyes are as bright as the brightest star in the clear night sky. There is a confident smile hanging on his lips, but it is not annoying, but makes people want to get close. His body is slender, and his posture when sitting on a horse is elegant.
He is half a head taller than ordinary people, so he looks just as extraordinary among the crowd.
If Kuang Ying is said to be arrogant, then this person is restrained. He is open to all rivers and has great tolerance. He is also a hero from Mobei, but he seems to be slightly better than Kuang Ying.
The people came faster, and the thing that was faster than the people was the light of the sword. The Mengjue Saber, this was the first master Li Luo had seen who used the Mengjue Saber. The Mengjue Saber was about the same length as the Minghong Sword, but thicker than the Minghong Sword.