Su Youlan gave up on seizing the legitimate son, this was the price Wen Moxuan said.
If you really want to help Luo Yi, then just being a princess is definitely not enough.
Only the support of the entire Tyrant Dynasty can make Luo Tianchen feel fearful.
So what Su Youlan has to do now is to fully help Su Minglou and take over the East Palace.
This night seemed to be extremely long.
Outside the Broken Soul Valley.
A lonely-looking woman, with no sword in her hand, stepped towards a city named Yunxiao.
In this city, there was a man named Zuo Chen.
She wanted to find him, and then give him a message.
At this time, it was three hundred miles away from Broken Soul Valley.
There is a river here, named Wu'an.
It's winter now, and the river is three feet frozen.
On both sides of the Wu'an River, there were two teams of cavalry, each holding one bank.
There was a group of cavalry wearing cyan armor and red cloaks on their backs. Each of them was holding a big halberd. There were eight thousand in number.
Eight thousand cavalrymen stood silently.
On the other side of the river bank, there were only three thousand people.
The three thousand men were wearing black armor and had swords on their waists. Different from the eight thousand cavalry, these three thousand men were old soldiers and most of them had old injuries.
These three thousand people are all former members of the Wuling Cavalry!
The reason why it is the original Wuling Iron Cavalry is because the Wuling Iron Cavalry suffered heavy losses in Luo Yina's battle to protect the country.
Moreover, after Luo Yi left for the Tyrant Dynasty, Chief Assistant Duan Yinlin broke the Wuling Iron Cavalry into pieces and dispersed them to other military formations.
Most of the Wuling cavalrymen walked away and returned home.
However, there are also a small number of people with military positions who are unwilling to resign and return to their hometowns, so they can be considered as lowering their heads and joining other military services.
The three thousand people who appeared in Wu'anjiang today are all the veterans who chose to return home.
In front of three thousand people, a man stood on horseback.
He is Qi Heng.
Opposite the Wu'an River, there is also a person. They were Pao Ze who was lying drunk on the battlefield together.
But today, we have to draw our swords against each other.
Qi Heng rubbed his hands, breathed into his palms, then held the horse's reins tightly and rode alone across the Wu'an River.
On the opposite side, there was also a horseman, slowly walking out of the military formation.
In the center of Wu'anjiang, the two riders met.
Qi Heng looked at the familiar face in front of him and smiled.
"He Lie, do you still remember the last time we came to Wu'anjiang?"
He Lie was silent for a moment and said slowly: "When I followed His Highness to the Valley of Broken Souls to intercept the 50,000 infantry of the Tyrant Dynasty, you and I parted ways in Wu'an River that day."
Qi Heng held the reins with his left hand and gently touched the handle of the sword on his waist with his right hand, "I thought you forgot."
He Lie shook his head, "I dare not forget."
"Don't you dare to forget?" Qi Heng seemed to have heard some joke.
He suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath and stared at He Lie in front of him.
"In the Battle of Liaohuai, you were shot through the shoulder by an arrow. His Highness rode his horse to save you regardless of the danger. You two rode together, and His Highness blocked four arrows for you!"
"In the battle in Jiangbei, you led 800 crossbowmen to flank the enemy, but were trapped by the enemy's siege. His Highness personally led 3,000 cavalry, and would rather disobey military orders to rescue you!"
"Long Xi was defeated. It was His Highness who pulled you out of the pile of dead people. He led you to fight a bloody path with one man and one rider!!"
"In the battle of Xihe, His Highness made you become the brave captain despite all the objections!"
"He Lie, are you telling me now that you dare not forget?!"
"Look at you, you've obviously forgotten everything!!"
Qi Heng swung the sword in his hand, and the blade instantly pierced the ice, the blade still trembling.
He Lie held the reins with both hands and said nothing.
Qi Heng laughed again, he pointed at He Lie's nose and cursed: "Okay, now General He has come to the fore. The former seventh-grade brave military captains are now full-fifth-grade captains. It's really hard for Qi to reach such a high level." Get up."
He Lie took a deep breath, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Qi Heng, I'm stopping you here today to save your life."
"Fuck your motherfucker!"
Qi Heng sneered, "I need you to save me? Let me tell you, He Lie, you either have to make way for me today, or you have a bloody battle with the three thousand old brothers behind me."
"I want you to see, my Wuling cavalry is still the invincible cavalry of the Luo Dynasty!"
He Lie gritted his teeth and said, "You have to force me?"
Qi Heng said nothing. He pointed to the sword inserted into the ice.
"This sword was your sword back then. You gave it to me during the Battle of Broken Soul Valley, and I will return it to you today."
"From now on, I, Qi Heng, will not have a brother like you."
"I will be that brave captain and die in battle."
Qi Heng pulled out another sword from his waist and raised it high. The next moment, the three thousand black armors behind him all drew their swords!
Qi Heng said loudly: "Where are the Wuling Cavalry?!"
"exist!"
"exist!"
"exist!"
Three thousand people shouted in unison!
Qi Heng pointed forward with the tip of his knife and whispered one word.
"kill."
"kill!!!"
The three thousand old Wuling soldiers behind him roared in unison, their deafening shouts of killing like the howling north wind.
The biting coldness made people shudder.
Qi Heng, one person and one horse, passed by He Lie.
Then came the three thousand Wuling Iron Cavalry, all marching across the Wu'an River!
He Lie held the reins tightly, and the eight thousand cavalry behind him couldn't sit still.
A school captain rushed out of the military formation and said, "General He, if we don't stop them, they will cross the river!"
"Three hundred miles ahead is the Broken Soul Valley, we..."
He Lie remained silent. He just looked down at the sword on the ice.
Three thousand black armors, like a black torrent, passed by the eight thousand cavalry.
In the end, He Lie did not order a battle.
Let the three thousand cavalry go further and further...
He Lie got off his horse and pulled out the sword from the ice. He closed his eyes and raised his head slightly.
"He Lie, the seventh-grade brave martial commander of the Wuling Iron Cavalry."
"Today, I am completely dead."
Three hundred miles away, Broken Soul Valley.
Luo Yi leaned against the mountain wall and vomited a large mouthful of blood.
In front of him, Luo Yi sacrificed his life for his injuries to the powerful man who entered the subtle realm. He pierced his chest with a sword and died with his eyes open.
He couldn't figure out why a person who had lost his realm and cultivation could still use such powerful sword moves.
Luo Yi held a sword with one arm and his body was covered with wounds.
If Ren Piaomiao's sword intention is the strongest sword that can be looked down upon, it stands proudly in the world.
So the wisps of sword intent coming out of Luo Yi at this moment were the bloody sword built from the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood.
Luo Yi's sword intent was extremely cold.
There is only one word, "kill."
Kill all the dishonest people in the world, kill all the guilty people in the world.
Kill all the unfaithful, unjust and unfilial people in the world.
Another strange rune seemed to light up on the blood-colored bead inside Luo Yi's body.
Luo Yi was a little surprised.
It seems that this bead is really no ordinary treasure.
Although the bead belonged to Luo Tianchen, since it was in his hands, he naturally had no intention of letting it go.
It is even more impossible for Hades to successfully obtain this treasure!
