Chapter 642 A drop of blood and tears, even if you die without regrets!
His veins were exposed and he roared like thunder!
"Except for the rear army, the entire army launched an assault and seized the city and saved people at all costs!"
"He Ya wants to run away, no chasing!"
"yes!!"
In the big tent, the generals roared.
Immediately afterwards, countless war drums were ringing, shaking the world.
With the exact news in the city, Qin Yun could no longer help but order the flag soldiers and issue a signal.
Suddenly, tens of thousands of troops made a sonorous sound, pointing at Pancheng.
That momentum is almost written, fight to the end!
People must be saved!
Seeing this scene, He Ya, who was exhausted with Mu Le, looked ugly again, and her heart sank to the bottom of the lake.
Zhang Ren has not sent a signal for a long time, which means that Xiao Jian’s head has not been taken down yet!
He yelled in his heart, could Xiao Jian be the nine-tailed fox that cannot be beaten to death, why is it still undead if it does?
Some soldiers were frightened.
"The entire army of Emperor Daxia is coming!"
"It's too late to go!"
"Isn't this crazy emperor afraid of ambushing?"
"In order to save Xiao Jian, he doesn't even want his life?"
He Ya looked at the rolling yellow sand and countless iron cavalry, and under strong pressure, he could only be forced to order.
"Retreat, withdraw, withdraw!!"
"Enter the north gate and retreat from the south gate!"
Mu Le has received a signal from the headquarters flag soldiers, and should not be pursued or fought in love.
He knew that everything was to save Xiao Jian.
At this moment, I could only watch the culprit and retreat calmly.
Eyes spurted rage and murderous intent.
He roared: "He Ya, I will definitely kill you next time!"
Just like the tide, He Ya's army retreated, and in a panic, he didn't even say anything.
In Shenji Camp, Qinglong Guard was able to enter the city on a large scale, and Qin Yun's chariot was also pulled into Pancheng by eight war horses at the first time!
The last time I came here, it was like a top military fortress.
And now, there are devastated people, with corpses and blood.
After entering the city, it was extremely difficult for the army to move forward because there were too many corpses and damaged buildings.
Qin Yun was about to speak.
Suddenly, a fire rose into the sky!
This is obviously not a war brought by war, but a fire deliberately manipulated by people.
"Your Majesty...Your Majesty!"
"Not good!!"
A scout rushed over and fell into the blood pit.
Qin Yun looked ugly and had a bad premonition.
"explain!"
The scout's face was pale: "In the main urban area, the martial arts field, there were hundreds of remaining soldiers of General Xiao, who swear to resist to the death, and did not let Zhang Ren succeed."
"With the support of the army, Zhang Ren had no choice but to retreat."
"But... but before they retreated, they set a big fire to burn the general to death!"
As soon as the trembling words fell, everyone's faces changed.
Looking at the sky-surge flame, there was a kind of coldness that penetrated the heart from head to toe...
Qin Yun was hoarse and his black hair danced wildly.
"Then why are you still standing there?"
"Put the fire!!"
"If something happens to Xiao Jian, I will rub you to the end!"
He swears, his eyes are blood-red, and he loses his composure like never before.
In private, Xiao Jian once ignored his past grudges and was in the most difficult times. It can even be said that he could hold the throne firmly, and Xiao Jian was the first hero.
Moreover, he is Queen Xiao’s elder brother. Isn’t Xiao Yuxiang considerate and focused on himself?
Yu Gong and Xiao Jian were Optimus Prime of the Great Xia Army.
How can such a character be surrounded and killed? He is so frustrated that he is buried in the fire!
Countless war generals' eyes turned red, and most of them were favored by Xiao Jian.
"Put the fire!!"
Countless war horses rushed to the martial arts performance venue in Pancheng.
The martial arts field has actually turned into ruins, endless corpses have accumulated into hills, and blood flows out from under the corpses and gathers into rivers.
I saw more than a hundred warriors standing in the sky in the firelight.
They lack arms and legs, and even standing is a problem.
But their eyes were still bright, even with joy and relief!
"Your Majesty has saved us!"
"Your Majesty did not give up on us, and the court did not give up on us."
"Brothers, even if you have no regrets, it's worth it!" They shed tears, at least the place where they died was seen by His Majesty.
Xiao Jian was in the middle, wearing a ragged armor, no longer regained his power, his hair was disheveled and his body was covered in blood.
The most obvious thing is that an arrow shot into his chest...
He stood on the sword and did not fall.
He suddenly laughed!
There was a hint of light on his pale face: "Your Majesty..."
Following him, all the soldiers who were about to die laughed, and still shed blood and tears.
Qin Yun arrived here, his eyes were about to break and his whole body was trembling.
"Save them!"
"Save them!!"
He was anxious and was about to rush up and put out the fire himself.
But he was stopped by Mr. Feng.
The old face was extremely ugly and he said hoarsely: "Your Majesty... It has been more than ten days since Pancheng has cut off water and supplies..."
"This fire cannot be extinguished."
"Going in again will mean death."
"Let them explain their funeral."
From top to bottom, countless generals and staff lowered their heads and were in a heavy mood.
At the scene, only the sound of fire crackling was left.
"ah!!"
Qin Yun roared angrily and rushed desperately: "If there is no water, let me destroy it with blood!"
"Do you do it, I don't want Xiao Jian to die!"
"Did you guys hear that?"
Everyone lowered their heads and remained silent, endured the scolding, but did not dare to say anything.
Xiao Jian’s death is a foregone conclusion, and it would be strange if Your Majesty does not lose control.
"ah!!"
Qin Yun fell weakly into the corpse pit, hammering the ground with both hands, venting his emotions angrily.
Looking at my brothers and feet, my loyal ministers are about to be buried in a fire, but I can only watch it. How cruel?
His heart dripped from it!
Flying ashes and fire almost separate here into two worlds.
Rising fire, with a diameter of 100 meters.
Inside, Xiao Jian shed blood and tears. Seeing His Majesty be so crazy for him, it’s worth it!!
He used his last bit of strength and laughed: "Hahaha, your Majesty, with a wise lord like you, I will laugh all over the world on the road to the underworld!"
"I hope that my Zuodaying can protect the frontier of Daxia even if I become a ghost underground!"
"Take good care of my little sister..."
"Weichen is gone!"
The more than a hundred heroic remnants inside also shouted: "Your Majesty, I'm leaving!"
"Avenge us!"
They roared unyieldingly, straightened their backs, and the flames of fighting spirit and revenge could still be seen in their eyes.
Even if the fire has burned their skin.
At that moment, the sky suddenly became dim.
A hundred thousand troops were watching here, but they were powerless to do anything, so they could only bite the back alveolar and blood dripped in their hearts.
Gradually, some soldiers started to cry, as if seeing them off!
If a veteran does not die, the heroic soul will last forever!
Zhang Ren, who had withdrawn from Pancheng, looked back at the smoke at the top of Pancheng as if he had sensed a sense of the incident.
There was no pleasure of planning success in his eyes, but instead added a heavy feeling!
Even, unspeakable sadness.
"The whole army dismounted and bowed to Xiao Jian."
He frowned and set an example.
The soldiers were stunned for a moment, but they did not dare to disobey the order.
He Ya Chong came: "Zhang Ren, what are you doing?"
"Don't retreat yet, do you want to be caught up by the emperor's people?!"