The smell of blood filled the camp, making people feel extremely frightened and uneasy.
Shu Zhihan and Lu He walked out and saw the scene in front of them, and they couldn't help but become nervous.
"what happened?"
"We don't know what happened."
"Then what should we do now?"
"We need to find the truth as soon as possible."
The two of them hurriedly left the camp and hurriedly came to Luo Jinyu and the others.
Luo Jinyu comforted Shu Zhihan, the worry in his eyes was obvious.
He held her hand gently, trying to convey some strength and warmth. Shu Zhihan's tense expression gradually relaxed, and she leaned trustingly on Luo Jinyu's shoulder, feeling his firmness and warmth.
Then, Luo Jinyu took a deep look at Shu Zhihan, as if he wanted to engrave her in his heart.
His gaze turned to Meng Haowen, his eyes as sharp as a knife. Meng Haowen couldn't help but shudder. He knew that Luo Jinyu would never let go of this suspicious clue easily.
The camp was filled with a sense of solemnity, and the smell of blood was intertwined with the tense atmosphere. Shu Zhihan closed her eyes and silently prayed for everything to be safe.
Meng Haowen understood Luo Jinyu's intention, he responded quietly, and left the camp with Shu Zhihan.
The two rode horses through the jungle and arrived at Qingbo Lake.
The lake water is crystal clear and sparkling, like a peaceful world.
Shu Zhihan's mood gradually calmed down. She looked at the beautiful scenery in front of her and took a deep breath.
Seeing her relaxed expression, Meng Haowen also breathed a sigh of relief. The two of them settled down by the lake, waiting for news about Luo Jinyu.
At this time in the camp, Luo Jinyu was facing a crisis, his eyes were firm and his heart was full of determination.
At this time, there was a burst of dust flying, and the black land in front was quickly rushing towards the camp.
Meng Haowen had sharp eyes and immediately recognized that it was a huge army. Their flags were fluttering in the wind, and their momentum was like a rainbow.
The scene in front of them confirmed Luo Jinyu's guess. What they encountered was indeed a vanguard force, and now, the army was coming in force. ..
The army approached like a dark cloud, the soldiers brandished their spears and swords, and the drums beat deafeningly.
Luo Jinyu stood at the gate of the camp, his eyes firm and his heart full of determination.
He knew that this battle was related to the life and death of countless people, and he could not back down in the slightest. As the bugle sounded, the two armies quickly intertwined and started a fierce battle.
"Luo Jinyu, you have gathered troops to rebel. If you can't be captured now, then the Holy See will be able to spare your life based on your past achievements." The leader of the other party shouted loudly, his voice full of threats. and ridicule.
Hearing these words, Meng Haowu shouted loudly: "What nonsense are you talking about? Our generals are dedicated to serving the people, but you are talking nonsense now."
Luo Jinyu's eyes were firm, and he clearly knew what his choice meant. He looked up into the distance and said silently in his heart: "For this land and these people, I must fight to the end."
The soldiers of the two armies clashed fiercely, with swords and swords flashing and flesh and blood flying everywhere. The sounds of war drums, shouts, and wails intertwined together, like a poignant piece of music.
Luo Jinyu raised his sword and charged towards the enemy. He crossed the battlefield like a bolt of lightning, and every sword strike carried the force of thunder. His figure was flying on the battlefield, and the sword light was flashing, which was terrifying.
Shu Zhihan was by the Qingbo Lake, as if she could hear the sound of fighting in the camp, and felt uneasy.
She frowned, and Meng Haowen stood quietly beside her, feeling the fluctuations in her heart, but unable to speak to comfort her.
The lake breeze blew gently, carrying a faint smell of blood, as if coming from the direction of the camp. Shu Zhihan bit her lower lip tightly, tears welling up in her eyes. She knew that Luo Jinyu was fighting, but she could not share his danger.
Shu Zhihan's heart was still drifting to the distant camp. With the ups and downs of the fighting sounds, her heartbeat was also beating fast.
Time is slow.
Meng Haowen looked at her firm eyes and knew that Shu Zhihan had made up her mind.
Although he was worried, he also knew that this was not the time to hesitate.
The two mounted their horses and galloped along the lakeside path. The lake water rippled under the horses' hooves, sparkling. The wind beside Qingbo Lake seemed to have a nervous atmosphere, blowing their hair, as if telling the story of the life-and-death struggle on the battlefield.
Meng Haowen silently prayed that Luo Jinyu would be safe and that they could return to the camp smoothly. The sound of their horses' hooves echoed in the empty lakeside, accompanied by the rhythm of their heartbeats, as they approached the dangerous battlefield step by step.
Before they could get close to the camp, suddenly, dust was flying in the distance, and a group of men and horses rushed toward them like wolves and tigers.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Meng Haowen immediately drew his sword and rushed forward, trying to save Shu Zhihan's life.
However, the opponent had a large number of people, and it was difficult for him to resist alone, and he was forced to retreat in the blink of an eye.
Seeing Meng Haowen trapped in a tight siege, Shu Zhihan's heart tightened, but she knew she couldn't just sit idly by.
She held the reins tightly and charged resolutely towards the group of men, trying to carve out a bloody path.
The sound of horse hooves, the clash of swords, and the roar of anger intertwined together to form a thrilling scene.
Suddenly, a big hand grabbed her horse's reins and pulled her mount to a stop. She looked up and saw a soldier with a sinister face smiling arrogantly, his eyes full of desire and cruelty. Shu Zhihan's heart trembled. She knew that she had been targeted by the enemy.
Meng Haowen felt anxious when he saw Shu Zhihan being taken away.
He pulled the reins suddenly, turned the horse's head, and galloped away in the direction of the camp. The soldiers along the way gave way, not daring to stop this imposing knight.
At the gate of the camp, the two armies were in a stalemate. Although the army led by Luo Jinyu was small in number, it had high morale and struggled to resist the opponent's attack. Meng Haowen saw Luo Jinyu at a glance. He was fighting fiercely with several enemy generals. The sword light flashed and the enemy generals retreated one after another.
Meng Haowen was anxious. He knew that he must immediately tell Luo Jinyu the news of Shu Zhihan's arrest.
He shouted, broke through the human walls, and came to Luo Jinyu's side. Before he could speak, Luo Jinyu had noticed his arrival, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. Meng Haowen shouted anxiously: "General, it's bad, my wife was taken away by them!"
Hearing Meng Haowen's words, Luo Jinyu's expression changed instantly, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes. .
He clenched the sword in his hand, and a strong anger surged in his heart. The enemy troops on the battlefield seemed to have heard these words, and their offensive instantly became chaotic.
Meng Haowen felt Luo Jinyu's anger. He followed the general closely, ready to deal with unexpected changes at any time. When the enemy general gave an order, the originally aggressive soldiers suddenly turned their horses, no longer wanted to fight, and fled directly into the distance.
A sneer flashed in Luo Jinyu's eyes. He understood that this was the enemy's tactic and wanted to take the opportunity to retreat. He raised his sword high and shouted loudly: "Don't let them escape! Pursue them with all your strength!"
They were chasing and fighting. Luo Jinyu rode hard to chase Shu Zhihan, knowing that she must have been taken to Mingjing City.
He was so anxious that he silently prayed that Shu Zhihan would be safe.
As the distance grew closer, his mood became heavier. He knew that the next battle would be even more brutal, and he must do his best for Shu Zhihan's safety.
The gate of Mingjing City slowly opened, and the enemy troops entered the city with Shu Zhihan in their arms. Read the book
On the city wall, a middle-aged man wearing iron armor watched all this with a hint of cunning in his eyes. He knew that the outcome of this war already depended on this. The army led by Luo Jinyu followed closely and rushed into Mingjing City.
The streets in the city are narrow and the buildings on both sides are tall and solid. The enemy forces use the terrain to block their attack. Arrows rained down, and the soldiers fell one after another. However, Luo Jinyu did not flinch. He waved his long sword, cut off arrows one after another, and moved forward bravely.
The only figure in his eyes that was taken away by the enemy was everything to him. He wanted to protect her, no matter what the cost.
As expected, Luo Jinyu and the others arrived at the edge of the water palace. The Holy Sage was already standing there a little weakly, while Shu Zhihan was tied to a wooden stake, with fear in her eyes.
Seeing Luo Jinyu, she felt a little more at ease.
The Holy Master felt a little nervous when he saw Luo Jinyu standing there with a weapon, and countless menacing soldiers behind him. But he is a king and cannot show fear easily.
He took a deep breath and said loudly: "Luo Jinyu, do you want to rebel?"
A flash of fierceness flashed in Luo Jinyu's eyes. He raised his long sword high and pointed it at the Holy One. His voice was cold: "I came to save my wife, not to rebel. However, if someone forces me, I can do it."
Their eyes met in the air, as if sparks were flying. The surrounding air seemed to freeze, leaving only a tense atmosphere.
The soldiers in front of the Holy Master wanted to go up but didn't dare, just because everyone knew Luo Jinyu's strength.
They stood there, holding the weapons in their hands tightly, with hesitation and fear in their eyes. They were once elite forbidden troops, but now they looked so helpless in front of this powerful man.
Luo Jinyu's eyes were cold, and he stared at the Holy Master without flinching. The sword in his hand shone coldly in the sunlight, seeming to speak of his firm determination and unyielding faith.
He only had Shu Zhihan's safety in his heart, and everything else seemed so insignificant.
The surrounding air seemed to have solidified, leaving only a tense atmosphere.
"Luo Jinyu, even if you take people away today, do you really think you can leave here?"
Hearing this, Luo Jinyu pointed his sword directly at the Holy Emperor, and said as if his eyes could shoot out swords: "Your Majesty, I think I have said before that my wife is safe, so your throne is absolutely safe. There will be no threat, but if you dare to touch her at all, then I am willing to die together."
Luo Jinyu didn't seem to have any intention of discussing.
