One Thousand Two Hundred and One: Fa Xu Pei, the First Prince to Kill (71)

"Worthless?" Cheng Xun asked with a sneer, "How do you have the face to say such a thing?"

Han is indifferent.

As he said to his teacher Yuan Jing back then, his way is "law" and "justice", and it is never a certain person.

He wants to put his ideas into practice and truly help the people create a fair and just prosperous world.

Even if he can't do it, he still hopes to pass on his "Tao", and his descendants will definitely see it.

In the final analysis, it doesn't matter who brought this prosperity.

It would be great if it was Xu Pei, but it would be a pity if it wasn't him.

Han Dao, "I'm different from you, and you don't understand either."

"I don't understand. May you have the audacity to surrender Liu Xi, and she will forgive you for attacking the Chinese army's camp at night." Cheng Xun didn't understand and didn't want to understand, and said sarcastically, "Han Wenbin, I wish you a bright future In the coming year, the horse will be furious in fresh clothes, and the officials will worship the three lords and nine ministers, and the last extremely human minister."

Cheng Xun was very fond of South Korea at first, but he didn't know that his nature was like this!

Even if the lord refuses to leave, he should persuade him, if he really can't live and die with the lord, how can there be any reason to live by idling?

As everyone knows, Han knows Xu Pei too well.

Xu Fei was trapped in the mountain urn city, failed to escape from the city, and hanged himself in the farmyard in despair.

Xu Pei didn't want to lose anything, and he didn't want to follow the opponent's old path. It was impossible for him to escape.

Persuasion is futile.

Han lowered his eyes indifferently.

"Thank you for your kind words."

For Han, life and death are not terrible, what is terrible is that his death has no meaning.

Everyone has their own choice, Cheng Xun is loyal to the lord, and is not afraid of life and death, but he is loyal to his heart and "Tao", and he cannot die now.

Cheng Xun was angry from the heart, and he put his right hand on the hilt of the sword around his waist, and drew his sword to stab Han.

Han Dodge couldn't dodge in time, his left upper arm was stabbed directly, and the blood soon soaked his entire arm.

If Cheng Xun's stabbing direction was a bit more biased, maybe he could hit Zhong Han's heart and take him away with a single sword.

Cheng Xun drew out his sword and wanted to stab again, but Han's attack was quick, and he also drew out his sword to defend.

Cheng Xun's sword stopped in mid-air, and he couldn't stab the second sword no matter what, and finally threw his sword and walked away angrily.

"Humph"

He despises such spineless people as Han the most, and killing him is also dirtying his hands.

Han could only put the sword back into the scabbard, and smiled wryly as he covered the wound on his left arm with his right hand.

Different ways don't conspire with each other, that's what I'm talking about.

Although the mountain urn city has a dangerous terrain, when Xu Fei was stationed here, Xu Pei demolished all kinds of buildings. Now that he is besieged in the mountain urn city, those buildings that have not had time to repair have become the biggest drag. Jiang Ji suffocated again. The siege firepower was extremely fierce. All the soldiers began to attack the city at dawn. Except for a few breaks in the middle, the rest of the time was violently demolished.

Jiang Ji even tore the gate of the city with her bare hands, and led the troops to break through the gate of the mountain urn first. Bai Ning, the main force of the left army, was dumbfounded.

So there is such an operation in war?

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Isn't that their lord, why do they have to take the lead on the battlefield in person?

Ordinary generals won't kill the enemy easily, why are you so excited, a lord?

With good eyesight, Bo Ning was sure and affirmed that his protagonist was not only excited, she was also trembling with excitement!

"Damn it, can my daughter still get married?"

The only blame is that the protagonist is too charming, the battlefield is like a god of death, perfectly showing the beauty of power.

Which Huaichun teenager can resist?

Whether it is a man or a woman, they admire the strong in their bones.

Otherwise, how could there be the saying that "beauties love heroes"?

The protagonist is not only beautiful, she also beats countless heroes.

Such an outstanding person, why isn't Yuexia's soul seduced by her?

Thinking of this, Bo Ning became even more angry when he saw those crooked enemies.

He is very good at archery, and his formation is not bad. After Wei Ci's recommendation, Jiang Ji asked Bo Ning to be the captain of the barracks, equivalent to the chief. However, Bo Ning is a front-line battle sequence, and there are many opportunities for meritorious deeds. Coupled with his own ability,

It can go up in a short time.

Otherwise, if Bo Ning was given a high position from the beginning, it might be difficult to convince the other soldiers.

Bo Ning also lived up to Jiang Ji's arrangement. He performed very well in several small battles, and this time the siege was also very eye-catching.

Jiang Ji was able to tear apart the city gates, but without the cover and assistance of Bo Ning and his soldiers, Shanurn City would not have been so easy to take down.

The drums of war roared, the shouts of killing shook the sky, and the smell of blood rose straight into the sky.

Countless limbs and broken bodies were piled up on the lower part of the city, and the bright red blood seeped into the mud, mixing with the smell of mud and drifting around.

Although the city gate was broken, the remaining soldiers did not flee in all directions, and some remained to resist, and were finally killed and captured.

"There are two brushes"

Jiang Ji snorted, and flicked the long knife in the air, the blood hanging on it was thrown out, and the blade returned to a white and shiny blade.

If you were an ordinary soldier, with such a disadvantage, you would not be able to resist at all, and you would either surrender or run away.

The remaining soldiers in Shanweng City are quite stubborn, so it can be seen that these are the last elite under Xu Pei's tent.

Jiang Ji didn't let anyone kill them all, but instead ordered the captives who could be captured and those who couldn't be killed again.

The army of the three routes went straight into the mountain urn city, and before the sunset completely fell below the horizon, the last line of defense of the mountain urn city was broken.

The night gradually fell, and the flames inside the Urn City became brighter and brighter, and the sky was covered with an orange halo.

Jiang Ji took a look, the orange light reflected in her eyes, she suddenly guessed something.

"Why should Xu Xinzhao do it?"

She murmured and sighed, restraining all the evil spirits in her body, not only did she not have the same enjoyment as before, but she was somewhat regretful.

The audience was still chatting and spanking, but their ease made Jiang Ji feel unreasonably heavy.

She didn't have a deep friendship with Xu Pei, but they were also called brothers (sisters), half friends back then.

In another place, Cheng Xun burst into tears while holding a wooden bucket to fetch water from the water tank, trying to put out the fire.

However, the main building of the mountain urn city is made of wood, coupled with the dry climate, the fire will become extremely ferocious after it spreads, how can he extinguish it?

There are only a few servants and soldiers nearby carrying water to put out the fire, which is just a drop in the bucket.

Cheng Xun finally had a heartbreak, raised the wooden bucket full of water above his head, and poured water on himself.

He then wet the thick quilt brought by his servants, put it on his body, and rushed into the sea of ​​fire.

The fire in the house was so great that he choked and coughed.

Faintly seeing a burnt corpse, he put a thick quilt on the burnt corpse, and dragged it out without any risk.

"Why did the princess leave Gongluo behind?"

The scorched corpse was burned beyond recognition, but Cheng Xun still recognized its identity at a glance.

For a moment, grief came from his heart, he didn't care about the burns on his arms and back, and lay down on the thick quilt, crying unceasingly.