The sun had not yet set, but the wind on the grassland had already grown stronger.

The wind blew the grass down and made the ashes of the paper money fly all over the sky.

Fu Xiaoguan stood silently in the sunset, looking at the grave. Tuoba Feng felt it was strange. In the customs of the barbarians, people were not buried after death. Of course, he was not surprised by this, but by the fact that a person of Fu Xiaoguan's status did not need to travel so far to pay tribute to a general who once wanted to kill him.

So he asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"Think about a person's life. No matter whether it was ordinary or spectacular, in the end it is nothing more than a coffin and a handful of dirt."

"...This isn't the kind of thinking someone like you should have."

Fu Xiaoguan grinned, looked up at the sunset sky and sighed, "I really just want to be a small landlord who eats and waits for death!"

Tuoba Feng's face suddenly turned dark, and he thought, if it weren't for you, a small landlord, would my country be destroyed?

If you really were just a small landlord, there wouldn't be so many troubles in this world.

Bei Wangchuan shook his head after hearing what Fu Xiaoguan said, but Ning Siyan glared at Fu Xiaoguan.

At this moment, Bei Wangchuan suddenly tilted his ear and listened carefully for three breaths. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "There is a sound of fighting in the south."

Fu Xiaoguan was startled and waved his hand, "Go and take a look."

The group jumped on their horses, and Bei Wangchuan took the lead and rushed out.

Half a cup of tea later, Fu Xiaoguan saw the battle on the grassland—

There were about a thousand cavalrymen and about two to three thousand infantrymen. Judging from their clothes, the cavalrymen were obviously barbarians, and the infantrymen... Fu Xiaoguan frowned. Those infantrymen were actually from the northern border army!

Before he could make a decision, he saw a knife suddenly flash in the air, and then he saw a fiery red man rising into the sky.

He widened his eyes, and right in his sight, the fiery man's big knife slashed down at the row of cavalry in front of her like a scarlet streak!

Wu Linger!

Fu Xiaoguan took a deep breath and said, "Hurry up and destroy those barbarians!"

The broadsword on Ning Siyan's back was unsheathed with a clang, and he leaped into the air from his horse, charging into the battlefield like a cannonball.

Bei Wangchuan took out the Sun-Shooting Bow, frowned slightly, put an arrow on the bow, and an arrow flew out of the string and arrived in an instant, piercing the neck of one wild man and hitting the second wild man in the forehead.

He Sandao roared, "Brothers, follow me!"

He squeezed his legs against the horse's belly, and the warhorse neighed and rushed out.

He Sandao brought with him five hundred soldiers from the Third Brigade of the First Divine Sword Army - these were all the soldiers of the Third Brigade who survived the Battle of Xiaoheyuan and were still able to fight.

A brigade had 5,000 men, and the Third Brigade suffered the heaviest casualties.

Now, they are Fu Xiaoguan's personal guards when he goes on tour.

The brothers around Chen Qian were falling down. He was already blood-thirsty and thought that he and these brothers would die here.

Unfortunately, we haven’t reached the general’s grave yet.

It’s a pity that I can’t die in front of the great general’s grave.

A warhorse appeared in front of him, and a long sword slashed at his head.

He swung the machete in his hand violently - he couldn't block the knife, but he had to block it because his comrades were standing behind him.

He would certainly die from this blow, but he was able to save his comrades behind him, even though he knew that they would die here sooner or later.

But his broadsword did not hit the long sword that was coming towards him.

He missed his attack and looked up to see that the barbarian was cut in half by the sword!

The knife was still cutting down, cutting the wild man's horse in half at the waist.

"Bang...!" With a loud noise, the knife finally fell to the ground, chopping up the green grass.

A fiery red man stood in front of him. At the moment when Chen Qian was surprised, the fiery red man lifted his fiery red cloak, took a step forward, shouted loudly, and the big knife suddenly flew up from the ground and swept up.

A cloud of blood splattered, and she actually killed another wild man.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Qian saw the fiery red woman swing her long sword, draw an arc in the air, and fly into the sky.

Chen Qian took a breath of cold air. This woman was so cruel!

Before he could recover from his shock, a scream came from his left. He turned around and saw another person falling from the sky.

A broadsword shone with scarlet light, and three heads flew into the air.

Then, there was a burst of rapid horse hoofbeats. Chen Qian was startled and looked around.

He Sandao drew his two swords on horseback and kicked his legs in the stirrups, "You damn barbarian, give me your life!"

This group of a thousand barbarian cavalrymen was very depressed.

We finally caught a group of fat sheep and were about to eat this group of enemies. Where the hell did so many martial arts masters come from?

He Sandao slashed wildly with his two swords and charged into the enemy army, leaving people and horses falling wherever he passed.

Immediately afterwards, five hundred soldiers of the Divine Sword Army drew out their guns, "Bang bang bang bang..." The fierce gunshots echoed in the wind.

The barbarians were shocked. Damn, the Divine Sword Army is coming!

"Bullshit!"

Wu Linger's sword swung down again with a clang, and a barbarian died under her sword. She looked into the distance with the sword in her hand, and joy suddenly appeared on her face.

She jumped up and waved her hand, "Husband...I'm coming!"

She flew out of the battlefield, and in Chen Qian's sight, he saw the strange boy.

Fu Xiaoguan opened his arms, but his eyes widened.

Wu Linger shot towards him like an arrow!

He swung the big knife in his hand in the air, and the tip of the knife pointed towards Fu Xiaoguan.

"ah……"

Wu Linger screamed and loosened her hand holding the knife. The knife fell to the grass with a plop, and she threw herself into Fu Xiaoguan's arms.

Then……

With a "bang...", Bei Wangchuan glanced sideways and quickly looked up at the front.

Fu Xiaoguan was thrown off the horse by Wu Linger and fell to the ground. The posture was very embarrassing.

Wu Ling'er didn't let go of Fu Xiaoguan. She hugged his neck and said to him, "Husband, I miss you so much!"

Xu Xinyan tugged at the sleeves of Susu and Zhang Peier, and simply flew towards the battlefield ahead, leaving Bei Wangchuan and Tuoba Feng standing there disheveled in the wind.

The battle ended quickly and all the thousand barbarians were killed.

Fu Xiaoguan finally got up, his heart still pounding. This woman is too fierce!

Wu Ling'er didn't look at all lively at this moment. She was as shy as a young wife.

Fu Xiaoguan took Wu Linger's hand and walked forward. He saw Chen Qian. He had met him once in Songjian, but he didn't know his name.

"I'm Fu Xiaoguan, why are you here?"

Behind Chen Qian stood a group of blood-soaked soldiers. They were shocked when they heard it - Earl Ding'an?

This young boy, is he Ding Anbo?!

Chen Qian knelt on one knee and saluted with one hand, "Former Northern Frontier Cavalry Commander, now a straw man, Chen Qian, pays homage to the Earl of Ding'an!"

The thousands of surviving soldiers behind him fell to the ground in a rush. Their faces showed sorrow for the death of their comrades, but also a glimmer of hope after seeing Fu Xiaoguan.