"Look at me, it's useless. He has already decided to die." Jing Zhou said lightly.
Long Qie was different from Zhong Limei. He was born in the Chu Kingdom and grew up in the Chu Kingdom. His father was the commander of the Long Teng Legion. He had become one with the Chu Kingdom. There was absolutely no possibility of surrendering for such a person.
Long Qie exhaled and closed his eyes.
The sword flew down and blood spurted three feet away.
"Bury him."
Meng Tian sheathed his sword and whispered something in a low voice. Several golden fire cavalrymen came up from behind and dragged Long Qie's body down.
Meng Tian turned to Zhong Limei and asked, "General Zhong Li, what was the result of the battle?"
Zhong Limei took a long breath, suppressed the sadness in his heart, and lowered his head and said: "Report to the general, one hundred and thirty-five enemy soldiers were captured. Except for more than twenty horsemen, all the enemy soldiers were beheaded under their horses, except for those The black-armored young general was rescued by people in the rivers and lakes on the way. If not, the brothers would have captured him together!"
Speaking of this, Zhong Limei's face was full of unwillingness.
More than two hundred cavalry chased dozens of remnant soldiers, but failed to capture them. If it hadn't been for the heavy rain, the enemy army would have been completely wiped out at this time.
Meng Tian's face darkened, and a cold light shot out of his eyes, "Who dares to go against the empire and stop the Golden Fire Cavalry?"
Zhong Limei lowered his head and said, "I don't know the end."
"The leader is dressed in black and wearing a bamboo hat. The final officer cannot see his face clearly. The other person is dressed in white and holds a long blue sword. He is about thirty years old."
"The general has neglected his duty, please punish me, general!"
If he hadn't experienced it personally, if someone had told Zhong Limei that just two people could stop hundreds of golden fire cavalry, he would have thought it was a joke.
The Golden Fire Cavalry are not only well-trained, but also have the best equipment in the world. They are carefully crafted by the Gongshu family. More than two hundred Golden Fire Cavalry can kill enemies several times their own size in the open field.
"One Sword Dominates"
Even the Imperial Sword Master Genie once said personally that he was not sure of winning against the Hundreds of Golden Fire Cavalry.
Meng Tian couldn't help but raise his tone a bit, "Can only two people intercept the Golden Fire Cavalry?"
Zhong Limei said: "Although there were two people, the man in black didn't take too many actions. Instead, the man in white used his sword to freeze the rain on the ground into ice, blocking the brothers."
"Shuihan Sword, the Mo family still took action." Jing Zhou sighed softly. After Jing Ke's death, Yan Dan did not give up his anti-Qin plan. Instead, he continued to protect the anti-Qin forces of the seven countries and secretly implemented the so-called Qinglong Plan.
Meng Tian couldn't help but turn to Jing Zhou and asked, "Do you know who these two people are?"
Jingzhou nodded and said slowly: "The Shui Han Sword was forged by Master Xu of the Mohist family. The person who blocked it must be a member of the Mohist family."
"Although this sword is ranked seventh in the Feng Beard Sword Manual, the top ten swords in the sword manual all have infinite magical functions. Ranking cannot be used to judge whether one is high or low. In terms of magical functions, this sword is Gai Nie's Yuan Hong. It is also incomparable, so it is not Zhong Limei's crime to let the enemy generals escape."
Meng Tian was secretly surprised. Gai Nie's Yuan Hong was made by Ying Zheng's master swordsmith, who mixed it with Can Hong and mixed it with hardware. It was the king of swords, ranking only below Tian Wen. It's just that Tianwen is the emperor's sword. It uses the seven kingdoms as the front, the mountains and the sea as the harpoon, controls the five elements, opens with yin and yang, holds with spring and summer, and travels with autumn and winter. It is a symbol of power. Although it is at the top of all swords, it is not the reason. Its power.
Meng Tian said in confusion: "My lord, I wonder what the magical effect of this water cold sword is, can it stop a group of golden fire cavalry?"
Jingzhou said: "This sword is just as its name suggests. The sword is cold in nature. There is a strong cold energy hidden in the sword. When activated by internal force, the sword energy can freeze instantly."
"At this time, the heavy rain has just passed, and the ground is muddy. The power of Shuihan Sword is more than three points. If the terrain is narrow, it is not difficult for one person and one sword to block the path of a group of Golden Fire Cavalry."
"Even if they are not in a narrow place, if the sword holder has deep internal strength and uses Yi Shuihan, even the lake can be frozen, let alone stop the Golden Fire Cavalry."
I have never heard of a sword that could be praised so highly by the Imperial Master. In this way, Meng Tian felt a little better. This battle was an inhumane crime...
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Xiang Yan died in battle and the Chu army was defeated.
Lord Changping died in the capital of Chu State.
Chu died.
The sun is dim and the twilight is vast.
There was still a little residual light in the western sky, dyeing the dim sky red, like a long bloody gash.
Flocks of crows hovered over the devastated land, and their sad cries cast shadows in people's hearts.
Yingcheng, the prosperous capital of Chu in the past, was full of fireworks, and refugees were constantly fleeing with their families in tow.
Under the city gate, people who fled in a hurry crowded together, with panic and despair on their faces.
The king died for his country, the general was defeated, and the name Chu has become history. The next moment, this land will usher in a new owner.
In troubled times, human lives are like ants. In order to survive, no one dares to slow down even half a step at this time.
Perhaps, the Qin army will arrive in the next moment.
What awaits them when they stay in Yingcheng are either spears or riding whips.
Suddenly, the crowd under the city gate began to riot, and the coachman mixed in the crowd was driving like crazy. A whip fell on the back of the screaming horse, and the crowd retreated in the opposite direction like a tide.
The ground shook, and looking far to the north, one could vaguely see smoke rising from the ground, flying in the last ray of light from the west.
"It's Qin Jun, run!"
"The Qin army is coming!"
"Wow……"
"Get out of the way!"
Screams, curses, and cries all mixed together in an instant.
In the face of life and death, morality, benevolence, and righteousness seem so insignificant that they are even thrown to the ground and trampled by the footsteps of the crowd.
"Get away!"
There was a sudden explosion, and a man in the crowd drew out his sword and slashed forward.
Screams followed, and the smell of blood instantly wafted into people's noses.
One knife fell, and another knife rose.
The shadow of the knife exuding the aura of death caused a group of people to open their mouths in panic. For a moment, there was deathly silence among the screaming crowd.
In the vast twilight, a blade of light reflected the setting sun, which was particularly dazzling. On the blade of the blade, a line of hot blood slowly flowed down from it.
Seeing that someone was about to die tragically again, when everyone was in shock, a golden peony suddenly appeared under the blade of the blade, followed by a "bang" sound. As the last ray of the setting sun faded, the long knife fell to the ground, and the man with the knife fell to the ground. The man covered his neck with one hand, his eyes widened and his face looked horrified, and he slowly fell to the ground.
At this moment, the sound of horse hooves sounded like muffled thunder, becoming thicker and heavier, and the ground shook more violently. Even the city gate began to shake, as if it was about to collapse.
Thousands of cavalrymen came galloping like a bolt of lightning. In the blink of an eye, they crossed a distance of more than a hundred feet and arrived at the city gate.
Facing the wolf-like and tiger-like cavalry, the refugees under the city gate forgot to flee and scream.
Even the air under the entire city gate became quiet.
Breathing sounds are clearly audible.
Several women held their children tightly in their arms, their bodies shaking like sieves. No one knew what was waiting for them next moment.
On a carriage mixed in the crowd, a girl was holding the box in her arms tightly with one hand and a dagger in the other, her body trembling slightly. Suddenly a hand stretched out from across from her and held her bright wrist.
The man opposite whispered in the girl's ear: "As long as Jibu is here, the princess doesn't have to worry."
The girl pursed her lips tightly and lowered her head in silence.
At this time, the country has been destroyed and the family has been destroyed. How much difference is there between living and dying for her? Rather than falling into the hands of the Qin army and becoming a plaything, perhaps dying would be a relief.
Before the carriage, Ji Bu had already put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist. He did not expect the Qin army to arrive so quickly.
Ji Bu remained silent, his eyes focused, and he looked towards the Qin army in front of the city gate. He saw soldiers on tall horses with black helmets and black armor, as powerful as a waterfall. Several large flags had the word "Meng" embroidered on them. .
"This is Meng Tian's golden fire cavalry!"
Ji Bu secretly thought, and his originally calm expression became more solemn.
He looked from a distance and saw thousands of golden fire cavalry lined up in a line, like a blazing flame burning from the horizon. The boundless momentum was like a sea of fire, seeming to burn everything in the world.
Facing the golden fire cavalry who were like wolves and tigers, their murderous aura condensed into waterfalls, the refugees under the city gate felt as if their necks were being strangled. When their chests felt tight and painful, everyone's hearts were in their throats again. Many people even closed their eyes and kept praying to heaven in their hearts.
Suddenly, Ji Bu's heart sank, and he felt an electric gaze fall on him.
The gaze came and went quickly, like a gust of wind. If not for the pounding heartbeat echoing in Jibu's ears, he would have thought he was dazzled.
"General Meng, send people to evacuate them."
The sound was not loud, but in everyone's ears, it was like the sound of nature.
All the refugees couldn't help but gasp for air.
Several women among the refugees also lowered their hands from the mouths of the children in their arms.
A few of them actually started sobbing softly.
In just a short moment, everyone felt like they were walking between life and death.
Ji Bu also breathed a sigh of relief. Facing Meng Tian's golden fire cavalry, he was not completely sure that he could lead people to escape, let alone two people in the car? And the general on the white horse made him feel a sense of oppression that he had never felt before. However, Ji Bu's right hand was always on the hilt of the sword, and he did not dare to be careless.
The two people in the car were his sister Hua Ying and the other Princess Lianyi of Chu. No matter which one it was, for Ji Bu, it was more important than his life.
Meng Tian waved his hand back, and Zhong Limei got off his horse and led dozens of people to evacuate the refugees who were blocking the city gate in an orderly manner.
Huaying couldn't help but glance out the car window, wanting to see what the speaker was like, who would actually give such an order.
Even with the torch held high by the Golden Fire Cavalry, she still couldn't clearly see the face of the man riding on the white horse.
"This voice sounds so familiar. Where have I heard it before?"
"It's just that I have never been in contact with the generals of the Qin army, so how could I hear about it? Maybe I am too nervous."
Huaying comforted herself silently, then felt the golden fire cavalry outside the carriage retreating continuously. She looked forward and saw that the refugees had dispersed and the carriage had passed the city gate.
