Not allowing the commander to take action again, Chu Xiangqi stepped forward and cut him off with one palm. As soon as his palm touched the side of the commander's neck, his arm suddenly went numb. When the move failed, Chu Xiang immediately swung his knife and cut off the commander's head to avoid causing trouble.
After taking care of the enemies and carefully observing the surroundings to make sure there were no other enemies, Chu Xiang asked, "How?"
"I can't die." Liu Boyong's voice was cold, with an aura of loneliness, like a hermit on a high mountain who did not eat the fireworks of the world.
After tearing off a few pieces of cloth from the dead man's body, Chu Xiang secretly used his inner strength to force the bullet out of the body and wrap up the wound. The enemy's tactics were weird, Chu Xiang did not dare to be careless, and was on full alert to prevent further attacks.
Liu Boyong's condition was even worse than that of Chu Xiang. The bullet had almost penetrated the flesh and bones of his chest and almost punctured his internal organs. Not daring to take any chances, Liu Boyong carefully dug out the bullet from his body with his sword. After digging out the bullet, the wound on Liu Boyong's chest stopped bleeding, as if a thin layer of frost had frozen the wound, which was very strange.
After taking care of their injuries, and with no enemy scent around them, the two of them sat down on the ground and took a short rest.
"Can I ask a question?" Chu Xiang said.
Liu Boyong did not answer. Generally speaking, not answering means acquiescence.
"It's not your style to appear here." Chu Xiang said.
"What about you?" Liu Boyong asked without answering.
Chu Xiang was silent. He didn't know how to answer. After a while, he said: "The boss above you told me that spreading evil ways to shake society is an extremely bad behavior, and killing people in the city is even more lawless. If you don't deal with it, It’s hard to convince the public.”
"Are you someone who gives in so easily?"
"What can you do if you take care of your family?" Chu Xiang said.
Liu Boyong nodded slightly, he understood. When people live in this world, there are always some people they care about. These people are the backbone and the Achilles heel. Before you have enough strength, this is a very helpless thing.
After a long time, Liu Boyong suddenly sighed and uttered one word: "Love."
Love, love, this was his answer, an answer that surprised Chu Xiang.
Chu Xiang did not continue to ask. He knew that there were some things that he should not ask, so he changed the subject and said, "Do you believe there is a god in this world?"
"Three-eyed clan." Liu Boyong seemed to have insight into Chu Xiang's heart. He used four words to bypass several questions in the middle of Chu Xiang and directly gave the final answer.
Chu Xiang looked at Liu Boyong with some surprise, and was a little curious as to why he knew. However, considering that he was already a major general and the main force involved in this battle, it was normal for him to know this.
"It turns out that they are really the three-eyed race, a race with superpowers in their third eye. Haven't they disappeared in the long river of history long ago?"
"The demons have also disappeared long ago." Liu Boyong did not answer directly.
"I understand." Chu Xiang said: "So, is it possible that Iron Man is the blood of Atlantis?" Legend has it that Atlantis once dominated with technology. According to the development of the current era, the earth There should be no such technology in the world yet.
"In the long history, countless races have fought for hegemony on this rich planet. They have disappeared, but their bloodline has not disappeared. We are their successors." Liu Boyong rarely said a long sentence.
"Then the following plot can be filmed as a film about civilization." Chu Xiang suddenly smiled and said with a sudden burst of pride in his chest.
While the two were talking, thunder exploded again in the front mountain, horses neighed, and the sounds of battle filled the sky. At this moment, Chu Xiang's heart suddenly trembled, his figure suddenly rose, and then he saw two fiery red lights and shadows coming like lightning. , realizing that it was a thermal weapon such as a missile, Chu Xiang turned over and fell down the mountain wall.
While in mid-air, I was suddenly startled. The sword light burst out like thunder and lightning. A figure protruding from the cliff was crushed by the sword light. At the same time, two fierce explosions sounded, and the ground shook. , falling rocks like rain.
The explosion shocked Chu Xiang's energy and blood. After landing, he dodged to avoid the falling rocks on his head and immediately returned to the place where the two were guarding.
When Chu Xiang returned to the place where the two were guarding, Liu Boyong's figure was heading towards the place where the missile came from. His elegant and cold figure was like an immortal descending from the earth. Compared with Shi Wuzheng's chicness, he had a bit more otherworldly aura.
Liu Boyong left without returning, and Chu Xiang did not go to support him. He waited for the enemy's next attack, and the front mountain became quiet. The surrounding fields were silent and lifeless. The dark clouds overhead gradually dispersed at some point. The moon was bright and the soft moonlight was spreading down. The majestic Gesar Palace was like a palace in heaven, bathed in the moonlight, peaceful and awe-inspiring. Violate.
Chu Xiang sat quietly among the rocks and was on guard. As time passed, the night gradually dissipated and the sky began to light up. Just when it was about to get dark, the sound of thunder sounded again. Along with the loud thunder, several figures appeared on the opposite hilltop and went straight to kill him. Xiang Chuxiang.
Several black figures approached, covered in black robes, and they looked inhuman. Chu Xiang was about to kill them, when thunder suddenly fell from the sky. Chu Xiang turned sharply to avoid the falling thunder. The entire tower was shattered by the thunder, and rocks flew. . There was a smell of burning in the air, Chu Xiang shouted loudly, his whole body surged with energy, and he was unaware of the gravel hitting his body, and the sword light shone on the four people in black robes.
Fierce fighting broke out again. Chu Xiang struggled to stop the four of them and struck out with all his strength. His swords were crisscrossed and as fast as lightning. The stabbing sword in the hand of the man in black robe who was the first to take action was cut off by Chu Xiang's titanium tungsten alloy knife. He couldn't retreat in time and was cut off by Chu Xiang. Xiang crashed into his arms, spitting blood.
The space on the stairs was limited, and it was impossible for four people to attack at the same time. After killing one person, Chu Xiang's sword became more fierce. He was condescending and knocked the heavy sword of the other man in black robes away. He did not allow the opponent to breathe, and killed the opponent with a diagonal slash of the sword. He stopped and swept his sword towards the last two people.
Rain of blood splashed, and before the two of them could dodge, the sword energy entered their bodies. Suddenly, their whole bodies felt like pinpricks. Before they could recover, Chu Xiang slashed the sword across them. The two of them were broken into two, blood spattered, and all their intestines and internal organs flowed out.
When Chu Xiang ended the battle, Liu Boyong's figure appeared on the top of the mountain opposite. It seemed that he had also defeated the enemy. The figure standing with his sword was like a heavenly being who could not eat the fireworks of this world. After the two of them finished fighting, the front mountain began to thunder and thunder, howling and howling, the sound of killing and the sound of fighting shook the sky. The fierce momentum lasted for a while and then fell silent.
There was no abnormal aura around, and there was no more thunder. He used a knife to lift the black robe of the corpse, and Chu Xiang discovered that all four of them had two fangs, and their faces were as pale as the legendary Western vampires.
The sky is getting brighter and brighter, and the rising sun is rising in the east. Liu Boyong, standing on the top of the mountain, is just illuminated by the rising sun, like an immortal coming to the world. The morning glow fills the sky, dispersing the misty morning fog, and the warm sunshine once again shines on the golden dome and falls on the world.
"Retract the team." A voice came from the front mountain, and there was a hint of deepness in the heroic excitement.
Just two words announced the end of the tragic battle. Looking at the foot of the mountain with corpses and bloodstains everywhere, Chu Xiang sighed and turned back to the front mountain.
The front mountain was also littered with corpses, the ground was torn to pieces, and the smell of blood filled his nostrils. Chu Xiang happened to see the tall general kneeling in front of the old couple. The old woman had closed her eyes, and there was a burnt handprint on her chest. It was unknown who had caused it. Liu, one of the old man's arms and shoulders was broken. He managed to raise his hand and touched the general's rough cheek. His arm suddenly dropped and he closed his eyes.
The general knelt on the ground and did not get up for a long time.
There was sadness in the air. After a long time, the general picked up the old couple, jumped on his horse, and disappeared into the morning glow at the end of the street.
"Those are his grandfather and grandmother." Liu Boyong suddenly said softly, his cold voice becoming a little softer.
Chu Xiang was stunned, looking at the direction where the war horse disappeared, and suddenly felt an uncomfortable feeling, and his dry eyes became moist.
It turns out that there are really people in this world who are loyal to their country.
When Chu Xiang supported the two old men, he knew that they wouldn't live long. They were dying, and the fire of life had come to an end. As soon as they took action, the remaining energy they had restrained was exhausted, and they would die regardless of whether the enemy died or not.
Knowing that he will die, but still coming, few people have such courage, this requires great perseverance and wisdom. Many things, saying it is one thing, seems to be very simple, but being able to do it is another matter.
They didn't have to do these things. There were many young people who could do them. They could enjoy their old age and wait for their grandson to return home in triumph. But they made a choice full of courage and passion, a choice that would put young people to shame. They were shrouded in horse leather.
Heroes have emerged in large numbers since ancient times, but there are many who seek fame and reputation. They are the ones who can truly be called heroes.
Dou Yonghua was not dead, his face was pale, and he had lost an arm. He had already wrapped the wound with cloth. When he saw Chu Xiang, he couldn't hide his excitement: "Boss."
Chu Xiang nodded and found Yan Wuhui among the corpses all over the barbecue stall. Yan Wuhui's body was riddled with holes. Fortunately, his heart and head were not damaged, and there was still a weak pulse. With Yan Wuhui's demon body, These are just minor injuries.
"Take him back." Handing Yan Wuhui to Dou Yonghua, Chu Xiang patted Dou Yonghua's shoulder gently.
"Yeah." Dou Yonghua nodded.
The werewolf was dead, with a spear stabbed through his chest. The long hair on his body had lost its luster, and he looked like a dirty wild wolf, no longer majestic. The drunkard also died. The fatal wound was a sword blow to his neck, which cut almost half of his neck open. He died with his eyes open.
Three people died next to the old couple, a middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit, a thin old man with a goatee, and a slightly rich middle-aged man. The man in the Chinese tunic suit was killed with one blow. All the blood vessels in his body burst and all the blood was knocked out of the body. The thin old man's arm was almost shattered, and his entire shoulder was shattered by the force. He still had an expression of disbelief on his face after he died. The rich middle-aged man was punched The head was smashed and the palms had scorch marks, so it was obvious that she had killed the old woman.
Looking at the three corpses on the ground, Chu Xiang was speechless. From the conditions of the three bodies, he could deduce the situation of the battle at that time. The middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit was killed with one blow. He had no chance to make a move. The thin old man with a goatee took a slap with his opponent. He probably didn't expect that the opponent would let the power invade and just try hard to pour the remaining power into his body. Both of their arms were exhausted. Broken, the internal organs are broken, and they all die together. The rich middle-aged man struck the old woman with a palm. Unexpectedly, the other woman did not dodge at all. At the same time, he punched him to death, and both of them died together.
I don't care about my life, why should I be afraid of dying with the enemy? Killing one is enough for me, killing two is profitable.
Lost, and then deep chanting sounded from the majestic Gesar Palace.
"After this battle, it will be difficult for the opponent to organize their forces again in a short period of time. You should also go back." Liu Boyong said to Chu Xiang.
Chu Xiang originally wanted to go into Gesar Palace to have a look, but Liu Boyong said this, obviously not planning to let Chu Xiang go in, so he could only suppress the doubts in his heart.
Liu Boyong obviously knew more than him. After all, Liu Boyong held the rank of major general and happened to appear here. There must be some connections that Chu Xiang didn't know about. Chu Xiang was curious, but he was not a person who did not know how to advance or retreat. He understood that there were some things that a commoner like him could not know.
Although things here are over, but are his things over yet? Chu Xiang glanced at Liu Boyong and hesitated to speak.
Liu Boyong said: "Don't worry, after this battle, you will have him speaking for you, so you don't have to worry about driving the donkey to the rack anymore."
Liu Boyong's intelligence was beyond Chu Xiang's expectation. He just hesitated for a moment, and Liu Boyong guessed what he wanted to say. How terrifying would such a smart person be if he concentrated on swordsmanship.
"Thank you!" Chu Xiang said.
The sun was shining brightly, the sky was clear, the Saar River was flowing quietly, and the strong smell of blood had no impact on the beautiful scenery on the outskirts of the city. Chu Xiang walked slowly, opening his arms from time to time, wanting to embrace the warm sunshine. Sunshine, such a rare thing, Chu Xiang never knew it could be so easy to enjoy in the past two years.
The cold ice and snowmelt water soaked into his body. Chu Xiang lay on the water, paddling gently with his hands, and went upstream along the river. After drifting for dozens of kilometers, my passionate heart finally cooled down and I no longer had impulsive delusions.
People always think clearly when they are calm. This war is obviously not as simple as Chu Xiang saw. Why did the military only arrange a force that can match the opponent instead of summoning a crushing force to strangle the opponent? , Chu Xiang knew that he was just a pawn in this war, but he didn't want to be a pawn who died inexplicably.
There was no one in sight on the desolate road in the deserted city, enjoying the warmth of the morning sun. Not far away, there were soldiers blocking the road ahead, and there were many guns and guns. Seeing Chu Xiang approaching, the atmosphere in the air suddenly became tense, and the soldiers' guns All the mouths were pointed at Chu Xiang.
"Stop." When Chu Xiang was twenty meters away from the checkpoint, a soldier shouted.
Chu Xiang stopped.
"Name?"
"Chu Xiang, the Chu of the Overlord of Western Chu, all the way to the west." Chu Xiang said, the muscles on his face squirmed and changed back to his original face, unwilling to cause trouble.
After a moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Salute."
All thirty-eight soldiers at the checkpoint faced Chu Xiang and stood at attention to salute.
Chu Xiang was stunned and straightened his back unconsciously. He was unexpected by such treatment.
Looking at the thirty-eight straight bodies in front of him, Chu Xiang's expression became a little gloomy. He thought of the old couple. They were real warriors. The best ending for a warrior is to be shrouded in horse leather, which is what he least wants to see. In the end, what about these young lives? Will they also be wrapped in horse leather?
