Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, One Hundred and Eighty-Fourth Laugh Out Loud (Part 1)
The whole world attacked the Tang Dynasty, and the war continued for several months. As the audience leader was cut off by Ning Que with one knife, many changes occurred. This change may be just accidental, but some are inevitable.
On Xiangwanyuan in the north, more than a thousand Tang troops who were fighting to the death and insisted on their resolute resignation, at the moment when they thought they would die, they finally saw the dust floating from the south and waited for the cavalry to come to the rescue.
The trend of the battle changed suddenly. Thousands of Tang cavalry in the northern army rushed towards the cavalry brigade of the Golden Tent royal court like an avalanche. The cold blade took away countless heads in the quiet sunshine.
The war ended, and the bloody meadow turned the light cast by the sky into red. The Park knife in Situ Yilan's hand had already been broken into two pieces. She wiped off the blood from her face and looked around the battlefield, and found that she was usually
Most of the subordinates in the house were dead, but she and them finally won.
Outside the Qingxia in the south, the most dangerous moment has arrived. Jun Mo held the iron sword in his hand, looking tired, like the green mountains in late autumn, still quiet and beautiful, but the yellow leaves are about to fall.
The disciples behind the academy stood behind him, looking at the smoke and dust rising from the field again, listening to the sound of iron hooves, silent, waiting for the last moment to come.
Muyou stretched out her hand and held Junmo's empty right sleeve.
After the fourth senior brother Fan Yue used Heshanpan to catch the Void Sword of the Master, he used his entire body to fight against it. At this time, even he had difficulty walking out of the iron tent.
Since we are the same school, we should naturally live and die together.
The cavalry of the Xiling Temple coalition forces came to Qingxia again.
In seven days, the disciples of the academy repelled the Xiling Temple coalition's charges. Both them and the temple coalition were familiar with this kind of scene so much that they were a little tired of it.
This time it must be a little different.
This time will probably be the last time.
At this moment, the fourth senior brother suddenly felt that the rivers and mountains in his hand had become much lighter. After a moment of perception, he was shocked to find that the trace of the virtual sword could no longer be found in the sands and mountains!
The people in front of Qingxia did not know what happened in Chang'an City, but there was only one possibility that the Scene Master's virtual sword disappeared, that is, the Scene Master died or wasted.
The fourth senior brother was very clear about the preparations of the academy in Chang'an City, and knew that the senior brother and junior brother were trying every means to kill the audience, but he actually did not have much hope for it.
Because he is good at calculating, no matter how he calculates in advance, he can't figure out how the academy can kill the observer.
However, at this time, the virtual sword in the river and mountains disappeared without a trace. So whether he believed it or not, it means that something must have happened in Chang'an City.
He said with a slight voice: "The Lord of Guan was defeated."
The reason why his voice was hoarse was not only because of the fatigue caused by struggling to hold on to the virtual sword for several days, but also because of the unstoppable excitement and unbelievable confusion.
Everyone in the academy heard this.
It's quiet.
Suddenly, Jun Mo raised his iron sword and pointed it at the field, laughing loudly.
Beigong Weiyang laughed loudly and pulled the strings randomly.
Ximen Buhu laughed loudly and slapped his palms with a flute tube.
Senior Brother Six smiled honestly and held the hammer in his hand tighter.
Wang Chi smiled slightly, and the flowers that were already black by his temples seemed to have more colors.
Teak is a woman, so she doesn't have to know the heroic spirit, so she doesn't laugh, but her eyes are wet.
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The cavalry of the Xiling Temple coalition forces are already in front of you.
But the disciples of the academy looked nothing, laughed loudly, and were extremely happy.
The hearty laughter echoed in front of Qingxia and spread along the green mountains to a faraway place.
Whether you die or live today, whether you can still defend Qingxia, as long as the Guanzhu is defeated and Chang'an City is safe and sound, then the academy and the Tang Dynasty can maintain the last hope.
They used their lives to guard Qingxia for a full seven days. Isn’t they just hope?
And hope is not slim, it is in their hands.
To be more precise, it is in the hands of the fourth senior brother.
With the puzzled eyes of his fellow disciples, the fourth senior brother walked to the front, looked at the cavalry rushing like iron streams, and looked at the sword lights that appeared in the air, and raised the rivers and mountains.
The fourth senior brother's face became extremely pale, and his cheeks instantly became much thinner.
He injected all his thoughts into the rivers and mountains.
The river and mountain plate is a sand table, and the most exquisite yellow sand inside it.
There are rivers and mountains in the plate, and each grain of sand is a mountain and a stone bridge in the beautiful rivers and mountains.
The yellow sand danced wildly before the Qing Gorge, the sky was covered and the fields became extremely dark.
The cavalry of the Xiling Temple rushed into the yellow sand and was confused and misunderstood.
From time to time, shrill screams and the sound of heavy objects hitting each other.
I don’t know how long it took, but the yellow sand gradually fell.
Qingxia returned to peace before, and there were many corpses of cavalry and war horses in the fields.
The rivers and mountains cannot change the fate of the academy disciples.
Because the Temple Alliance, after a little more team, was ready to launch a charge again.
At this moment, a Tang soldier suddenly walked out among the vast mountains.
The Tang soldier looked very embarrassed, with a disheveled head and a muddy body. His armor had long been thrown into the mountain stream at some point, and his clothes were cut into strips of cloth by the thorns in the mountains.
The Tang Bing ran towards the people in the academy, staggering all the way, and almost fell down several times. It was obvious that he was extremely tired, but he was still running and then shouted a word.
His voice was extremely hoarse, as if he hadn't drunk water for many days, but it fell into the ears of the people in the academy, it was as crisp and moving as the clearest spring water.
"Zhennan Army scouted Wang Wu of the Marquis Group B and was ordered to help!"
After saying this, the Zhennan Army soldier who first arrived in Qingxia could no longer support him and fell heavily on the field, gasping for a while, and could no longer stand up.
Wang Chi walked to the Tang soldier and quickly took his pulse.
Jun Mo saluted the most ordinary Tang soldier solemnly and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
An ordinary Tang army scout had no effect on the situation in front of Qingxia. For the people in the academy, the arrival of this Tang soldier meant many things.
The academy is the academy of the Tang Dynasty.
The Tang Dynasty is the Tang Dynasty of the academy.
No one fights alone.
Immediately afterwards, another Tang soldier walked out of the vast mountains.
Then more Tang soldiers walked out of the green mountains and came to the wilderness.
They supported each other and cheered for their companions.
They were already exhausted. They walked out of Qingxia and sat down on the ground, unable to stand up again. Even if they were asked to pick up their weapons, they would not be able to face the enemy.
There were even a few Tang soldiers who suddenly relaxed their spirits when they walked out of the mountains and fell to the ground.
For the well-trained Tang Jun, this is a very difficult thing to imagine.
More and more Tang soldiers continued to walk out of the Qingshan Mountains and came to Qingxia.
They walked for days and nights, sleeplessly, and finally got here.
The Zhennan Army has arrived, that's enough.
The one who appeared before Qingxia was an exhausted army.
But no one dares to deny that they are a mighty teacher.
At this moment, the sound of gold sounding came from the fields in the south.
The cavalry of the Xiling Temple coalition looked at the Tang army in front of Qingxia with a very complicated expression, a little unwilling and awe, and finally took the rope and returned to the camp.
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(I was so excited when I sprinkled blood on the audience yesterday. Today I was so depressed. In addition, I reported it in advance yesterday. Some housework needs to be handled, so there is only one chapter, but it is as little as two thousand.
If it is appropriate, then you will write 7,000 words on Sunday. I wish you a happy weekend.) (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to (this site) and give me rewards. Your support is
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