Chapter 745 Heroes
The pass and river are deserted, and the sand is stained with blood.
The sounds of fighting have stopped, and countless broken swords are slanting across the yellow earth plains. The desolate moonlight is scattered across the withered bones.
The cold wind blew the sand towards the sky, and the man's blood-red eyes reflected the golden dragon swaying in the night.
As expected, he still lost. The moment the real dragon appeared, the golden-armored general knew that the outcome of this battle was no longer in suspense.
But he still fought with the other fourteen people until the last moment, burning his life.
Just as said before.
Because this concerns what they value most, the dignity of the two dynasties .
He coughed up a mouthful of blood and tremblingly stood up.
The man's injuries were extremely serious, his leg bones were dislocated and clearly broken.
But he still supported himself with the spear in his hand and stood up with great difficulty.
His back was straight and his head was held high.
Under the moonlight, the man's body never stopped shaking, and the last bit of life left in his body was rapidly fading away.
But his gaze was extremely firm.
He didn't want to be looked down upon by Wei Changtian as a "winner".
So he must stand up.
"you"
Taking a deep breath, the general in golden armor looked straight at Wei Changtian who was two steps in front of him and said slowly, "Kill me if you want."
"What nonsense!"
The long sword hung low, and there were several holes on the corners of his clothes.
Looking at the golden-armored general opposite him who was trying his best to stand up, and listening to his words, Wei Changtian didn't know what to say for a moment.
Don't want to answer? Never mind. Reaching out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wei Changtian's current condition was obviously not very good.
Although he had just completed the "1v15" feat, this battle was undoubtedly very difficult without the borrowing system.
well.
Turning his head to look at the fourteen corpses around him, recalling the scenes just now, Wei Changtian sighed heavily in his heart.
Fifteen top-three masters who already held high positions and were respected by the masses, just now fought like fifteen mad dogs, using a style of fighting solely for the sake of exchanging injuries and sacrificing their lives to the end.
Feeling the pain in his chest, Wei Changtian remembered that this was the wound caused by a dark-skinned man hitting his head with his head after he had cut off both of his arms.
The wound on his left arm was caused by the second-rank master who, facing a sword energy that was powerful enough to take his life, did not retreat but instead advanced and punched out.
There were also injuries on his right hand, back, and legs. In fact, all the injuries on Wei Changtian's body were caused by these fifteen people at the cost of their lives.
To be honest, these injuries may not be serious.
But facing Wei Changtian, who had already given his all and even summoned the Yellow Dragon of Luck, it was already unbelievable that these people could hurt him.
It is also because of this that they gained Wei Changtian's respect.
"General."
He reached out and slowly removed the black cloth covering his face.
When Wei Changtian revealed his true face for the first time tonight, the eyes of the golden-armored general opposite him paused for a moment.
He obviously recognized Wei Changtian, but didn't say anything.
Wei Changtian looked at him calmly and said slowly:
"Although I know you won't agree, I still want to ask you, can I..."
"Master Wei."
Suddenly, before Wei Changtian could finish his words, the golden-armored general interrupted him coldly, "Since you know I won't agree, why bother asking?"
“.”
"good."
Wei Changtian nodded slightly, and actually didn't say anything else, but slowly raised the Longquan Sword.
The silver light appeared on the sword again. Although it was very weak, the golden-armored general could no longer resist it.
Even though Wei Changtian felt regretful that his surrender attempt failed, he would not let the tiger go back to the mountains.
Then all he could do was to give the other party a quick death. Since ancient times, heroes have appreciated heroes, and heroes have killed heroes.
Wei Changtian didn’t know how people in the future would evaluate him if he could really be recorded in history, would he be a hero or a villain.
But at least at this moment, no matter whether the man opposite is his enemy or friend, he is indeed worthy of the word "hero" in Wei Changtian's heart.
The same goes for the other fourteen people who have died.
"General, let's go."
After whispering the last sentence, Wei Changtian silently swung out Longquan, and the sword energy went straight to the golden-armored general whose name he didn't even know.
But at this moment, the latter suddenly took the initiative and raised his right palm, then smashed it hard into his chest.
"Bang!!!"
Amid the dull and unexpected muffled sound, Wei Changtian paused, a hint of astonishment flashed across his eyes.
But he understood the next moment.
Would you rather commit suicide than die in your own hands? With a flick of his wrist, the sword energy that was supposed to pierce the heart of the golden-armored general suddenly deviated a few inches, passed along the latter's side, and then slashed heavily on the ground, stirring up a piece of sand and gravel.
The dust was flying, hiding the figures of the two people in the night.
Holding Longquan, Wei Changtian looked silently at the man opposite him who was already lifeless but still standing upright with his spear in his hand. The only sound echoing in his ears was the latter's last roar before his death.
"Although I die today, I will prosper forever after my return!"
"Eternal prosperity!!"
"Eternal prosperity!!!"
“.”
The dust settled, the real dragon disappeared, and everything returned to peace on this night that was destined to go down in history.
"Master Wei!!"
When the six figures rushed closer along the "bloody path" that Wei Changtian had fought his way through in the military camp, the latter was looking up at the moon in the night sky.
The stars are sparse and the river shadows are turning, the moonlight is lonely due to the heavy frost.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the moonlight tonight seems particularly desolate.
"Master Wei, His Majesty saw the real dragon appear in the world and knew that you were in danger, so he ordered us to come to your rescue."
"Sir, how are you injured?"
Beside him, the six people sent by Xu Suisui were talking while glancing around, their eyes gradually becoming filled with astonishment.
Although they guessed that Wei Changtian must have been "displaying his supernatural power" just now, they never expected it to be exaggerated to this extent.
Thirteen third-grade, four second-grade, a total of seventeen upper third-grade. So, all these people were killed by Wei Changtian alone? !
Judging from the expressions of the six people, they obviously couldn't believe that all this was true.
But analyzing the current situation, they couldn't think of a second possibility.
"Wei, Prince Wei, this..."
Finally, a third-rank deputy general couldn't help but open his mouth and wanted to ask Wei Changtian about the details.
However, another Buddhist monk was calmer and knew that now was not the time to talk about this, so he interrupted and said:
"Master Wei, is your injury serious?"
"If you can still hold on, then let's go back to the city first."
“.”
"Yeah, I'm fine, let's go."
Looking at the six people around him, Wei Changtian nodded calmly and put the Longquan Sword back into the Star Scabbard.
He did not take away the bodies or heads of the golden-armored generals as trophies, but turned around silently and walked towards Fengyuan City step by step.
Six top-three-rank masters were protecting him, and the sound of their footsteps was particularly obvious in the dead silence.
Now there is no longer any third-rank general in the entire Qianhui army, which means that no one is capable of stopping a group of people like them.
However, when the seven people had walked less than ten feet, a figure suddenly appeared from behind a broken carriage and blocked their way.
"Um?"
The Buddhist monk walking in front narrowed his eyes and looked at the person who was blocking the road.
But the next moment, the vigilance in his eyes disappeared, and was replaced by a hint of surprise.
Because the one standing in front of the seven of them was not a top master, but an ordinary soldier of only the ninth rank.
Soft armor covered with dust, the most common standard long sword, a slightly immature face, an angry and nervous expression.
It was obvious that the soldier was not very old, perhaps fifteen or sixteen years old at most.
In addition, he only has the ninth-grade cultivation level, so he must be just a low-level soldier in Qianhui's army.
But even such a weakest person has now stood in front of seven top-three masters.
In fact, Wei Changtian and others knew what he was going to do.
But this kind of behavior of seeking death... huh? Suddenly, Wei Changtian's expression froze for a moment.
Because the next moment, he saw one figure after another coming out from their hiding places.
One hundred, five hundred, one thousand, two thousand. Soon, countless ordinary soldiers gathered together and surrounded Wei Changtian and his seven companions with the courage to die.
They held their weapons tightly in their hands, some looked pale, and some were trembling.
It was clear that they all knew where they were going.
But just like the fifteen people just now, at this moment, none of these weakest ants escaped.
(End of this chapter)
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