twin moon

Guan Ning's military soldiers, who were originally scattered like sand, had assembled into formations in an instant.The golden flag, which had been lying down all along, was lifted up again, hunting and dancing in the strong wind.The war drum, which had been inactive for many days, was beaten again, the sound was like thunder, and it made people tremble with fear.

Right now, in the eyes of the soldiers, those comrades who desperately snatched back the food are no different from the predecessors who followed Baijiang Linran to the Suoyang Pass to the north and defeated the enemy chieftain. hero.

On the other hand, the Red Flame Army quickly made preparations for the attack.The warriors who stepped on their horses drew out their long swords and blew their horns.Even if the mount under the crotch is already weak, it can't even charge at all.But in order to maintain the dignity of the grassland people and wash away the shame of defeat 60 years ago, everyone's eyes are full of perseverance and unyielding light.

In an instant, there were shouts of killing on the originally dead and silent ice field.

"Who ordered you to move? Stop everything!"

Seeing this, Luqiu Borong realized that the situation was not good, and immediately stopped shouting loudly, trying to stop the army from advancing with his own strength.However, amidst the rumbling footsteps and the earth-shattering shouts, her voice was instantly swallowed up, making it hard to hear at all.

The boy with black pupils also became anxious immediately, and loudly ordered that the formation of the Red Flame Army had been completed, and the Red Flame Army, which was about to charge, should not attack. Then his legs clamped Wu Chen's horse's belly under his crotch, and he galloped straight towards the Guannan soldiers. He raised the unsheathed long knife horizontally over the top, and signaled to Luqiu Borong in the distance.

Emperor Daxin looked at Jiang Yan helplessly, but he was helpless, he could only watch helplessly as his soldiers charged towards him with all their might.

Although Luqiu Borong made a promise in front of General Yan before, that if the young man sees him again on the battlefield one day, he will definitely lead his army back ten li and never fight each other.But now she understands in her heart: In fact, long before the two sides met this time, the situation on this ice sheet was doomed to get out of control.And the seemingly unbreakable and seemingly supreme power in his hands is now as fragile as a snowflake falling into the flames, and it is melted instantly.

The young Hehan had no choice but to take the reins, turned around and returned to the front of the Red Flame Army, shouting and ordering to meet the enemy.

The battle roars issued by the two armies were higher than the waves, like a collapse of snow, or like an erupting mountain torrent, drowning out all sounds in a blink of an eye.Even the biting cold wind was overwhelmed by it.It seems that both sides regard this confrontation as the last fight in their lives that is full of sadness, but also about honor.If you win, you may be able to live a few more days, but if you lose, it seems to be another form of relief.

The two forces, one red and one white, converged on the ice field, and immediately there was a sound of soldiers colliding.Both sides are not soft bones, even if they have approached their respective limits, once they confront each other, they are still fatal.

However, everyone did not expect that although the weapon in his hand was sharp, it had become brittle after being frozen for a long time in the severe cold.They only met each other once, and then heard a clanging sound. No matter the long knife in the hands of the prairie man or the long lance in the hands of the soldiers, they all collapsed in an instant, no matter how difficult it is to use.

However, once a person is determined to put the other party to death, he will do everything possible to achieve his goal.The Red Flame Army immediately tightened the reins of their horses, ordering their riders to stand up one after another, trying to use their horseshoes to step on the advancing enemy army.And Guan Ning's soldiers did not back down at all, and did not even slow down their charging pace, they bumped straight into the unprotected soft belly of the horse.

The tall Shuobei horse was knocked to the ground by that bottom-up force on the spot.The four legs waved weakly, and it was difficult to turn over for a while.

Among the riders on horseback, many of them had no time to react, and they were already firmly pressed against the ice by the heavy mounts, unable to escape.Among them, those who reacted quickly pulled their feet out of the stirrups and leaped vigorously, and then rolled on the ground with the momentum, wrestling with the Guan Ning soldiers who rushed up.

The physiques of the soldiers from both sides are almost the same, but now they wrestle with each other on the ice field, they are almost the same.Fists with iron fingers have now become their first choice after losing their weapons.There was a muffled sound one after another, and the condescending man waved his fist fiercely, hitting the face of the opponent who was suppressed under him.

Although all warriors wear helmets and face shields on their heads, it doesn't matter if they take a few punches.However, the heavy iron armor gradually deformed under repeated beatings.The hitter, even though the iron fingers in his hand were cracked and shattered, was afraid that the opponent would have an opportunity to take advantage of it after stopping, so he still punched with all his strength.Although the beaten person's face was covered with blood, he did not dare to close his blood-stained eyes.Despite struggling to resist, he was still desperately looking for a way to reverse the defeat.

In this way, the two colors completely merged together, and a life-and-death melee struggle was launched on the ice field.Many people thought they had won, and got up to help their trapped comrades nearby, but unexpectedly, their opponents just passed out, got up quickly, and rushed towards them from behind, and both sides rolled to the ground again.

Finally, the helmets of some people were also completely smashed, peeling off from their heads, and then the opponent picked up thick pieces and smashed them on their faces.However, at the beginning, both sides attacked with a wave of blood and courage, and soon they were exhausted. Although the offensive was still unabated, it was no longer fatal.

After all, the number of Guanning soldiers is superior.After several attacks and defenses, the Red Flame Army was still firmly suppressed.Among the chaotic army, there was only one black horse still charging left and right among the crowd.The black-eyed young man on the horseback swung the black-golden long knife vigorously, trying his best to protect the crimson armored warrior under his command, like the last unyielding fire burning in the dark night!
Jiang Yan's eyes were already red at this time.The Xiaotianmo in his hand is not as brittle and hard as the ordinary iron long knife, but facing the constant siege of Guan Ning's soldiers, he has more than enough heart but not enough strength.Every time he swung his saber forward, the soldiers in silver armor and silver helmets could easily dodge wherever the sharp edge touched.And where the young man can't take care of behind him, more people will surround him, waiting for the opportunity to pull this Yamato off his horse.

Wu Chen exhaled white air from his mouth and nose, like a trapped black dragon.Days without fine forage feeding caused this strong young horse to lose weight quickly.However, like the owner on its back, it refused to bow to fate. It kept pedaling its hind legs and rushed towards the crowd at a very high speed. Three or two soldiers knocked over to the ground.

At this moment, a loud rumbling sound suddenly sounded in the night sky above everyone's heads.The lightning that followed, like a long whip of fire, tore through the sky, and also illuminated the originally gloomy ice field, as well as the hideous faces of everyone on it.

The thunder and lightning gradually became denser, followed by a stronger north wind, and the heavy snow that covered the entire sky almost instantly, like a net!
Before the Red Flame Army and Guan Ning soldiers could react, the blood that hadn't solidified on their faces had already condensed into a layer of hoarfrost in an instant.Immediately afterwards, the whole blood stain solidified and hardened, sticking to the face like a hard shell.Stretching out his hand to touch it, he actually brought up a large piece of skin underneath, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

Jiang Yan, who was riding on horseback, saw a cloud of white mist in the distance, slowly rising from the lightning and thunder on the horizon, like a monster crawling out from under the ice and snow, its towering back like a hill.Even though the young He Handang thought of those people who were frozen under the ice not far away, there was a buzz in his ears:
"The murderous cold snap from last night has come again! Quickly find a place to start a fire, and don't stay where the wind blows!"

This roar made Luqiu Borong also recall how the coalition army he led fell apart overnight.Finally, under the hoarse shouting of the two, the two sides who were fighting together finally ceased fighting.

However, looking around, he couldn't find any place that could be used to shelter from the wind and snow.The strong northerly wind also caused repeated attempts to start fires to fail.Later, even the only thing that could be used to start a fire, such as the Huozhe, was almost extinguished in the severe cold, forcing people to carefully stuff it back into their arms, and never dared to take it out easily.

Jiang Yan and Lu Qiu Borong watched the cloud of snow dust getting closer and closer, and thousands of soldiers were about to turn into human-shaped ice sculptures on this ice field, but his mind was blank, and he couldn't think of anything. Countermeasures.

However, at this critical juncture of life and death, a loud hiss suddenly sounded in the cold wind.That voice sounded like the roar of a giant dragon dormant in the depths of the ice field after waking up, reverberating in the wind and stirring for a long time.

Accompanied by that sound, Shuobei Liangju, who had already fallen to the ground and couldn't get up anymore, struggled to stand up again.The horses staggered towards the direction of the wind and snow.And standing in front of him is General Yan with a helmet like fire, and Wu Chen under his crotch.

The dragon-like roar earlier came from this pure black horse.

The young Hehan suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.The black steed also turned around, rubbed the bridge of its nose against the young man's legs, and immediately knelt down on the ice field.

"Wu Chen, what do you want to do?!"

Jiang Yan tugged on the reins vigorously, trying to order the mount to stand up again.But the horse didn't listen to his order at all, instead it leaned over, knocked its master off his back, and let out another long neigh.

The assembled herd of horses also stepped forward, one after the other, they knelt and knelt on the ice field, which just happened to block the deadly cold wave blowing towards everyone!

"Wu Chen, I order you to stand up!"

The black-eyed boy's vision instantly became blurred.The black horse in front of him, which he had raised since he was a child, had already grown stronger and taller than ordinary Shuobei horses, but at this moment it suddenly turned into the little pony in the stables of Baisha Camp, which couldn't even walk steadily.

Jiang Yan rushed forward, hugged Wu Chen's neck tightly and wanted to help him up, but when he touched the horse's neck, his palm felt a bone-chilling coldness.

Wu Chen snorted heavily, but there was not even a trace of white air left.It pushed its owner's body with the bridge of its nose again, signaling it to hide behind itself, and two drops of clear tears flowed from its eyes.

"War Horse Savior..."

Four words came to Young Hehan's mind.Although he was saddened by the legends and stories he heard on the grassland, he never thought that one day he would experience such a heart-wrenching parting.

"Immediately set fire behind the horses! Get as close to each other as possible!"

The young man endured his grief and gave orders to the soldiers behind him, but he knew in his heart that this was Wu Chen, who was about to come to the end of his life, and the Shuobei war horse left people with the last hope of life.And he will not, and will never allow himself and the Red Flame Army to let them down.

At the same time as the fire was lit, the whistling cold wind wrapped in goose-feather-like snow, covering people's heads and bodies, forcing them to curl up behind the horses, tightly covering their mouths and noses.Listening to the sharp whistling of the strong wind blowing from the back of the head, people can only pray silently in their hearts, praying for the only few weak clusters that can provide light and heat in this increasingly dark night. Do not extinguish the fire...

At the same time, on the ice field far away from everyone, more than [-] galloping wolves stood in the wind and snow in black, with their mane and claws.Standing among the pack of wolves was Kunjie in a scorpion suit, and nearly a thousand Cangyu dead soldiers under his command.

Right now, in the hands of every dead soldier of the Cangyu clan, there is a palm-sized magic weapon made of giant clam.The mysterious rose embedded in the center of the magic weapon continuously emits faint blue light.The dead men formed a circular formation on the ground, and standing in the center of the formation was the very eloquent Kunjie.

"The night is uncertain and haze rises early, and the snow and frost are scattered again."

The man repeatedly chanted a secret phrase, but his voice became louder and louder.After three times, his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were full.And the faint blue light emitted from the countless black roses in the magic circle also became brighter several times, and it turned into a faint ball of light in the wind and snow around the crowd and the pack of wolves.

All the rain and snow in the ball of light turned into bits and pieces of mist on the spot.Even though it was windy and snowy outside, the inside of the magic circle was always steaming, and it was as warm as spring.

"Boss, this snowstorm came at an inopportune time. If it was half a day later, the two groups of people on the land would have killed each other, and you don't need to continue to distract them, let alone think of ways to deal with them. "

After the spell was cast, Ye Hui, the law enforcement elder standing beside Kun Jie, stepped forward, bowed and saluted, with a slightly dejected expression on his face.

The elder deacon Lu Ai burst out laughing after hearing this:
"So what, even if these people on land don't kill each other, they will eventually freeze to death, starve to death, and die of thirst on this desolate ice sheet. Without the protection of Xunxi, it is impossible for them to get out of here alive."

However, before the words fell, Kunjie chanted again in a low voice.But the target of the spell was Jiang Yan and Luqiu Borong who were almost buried in the wind and snow in the distance, but were still struggling.

What he did was to calm down the suffocating wind and snow a little bit.However, for the people on land who have already stepped into the gate of hell with one foot, it is like a boat on a desperate crossing, and a dead tree comes back to life.

Under the snowdrift that hadn't moved for a long time, a living thing suddenly moved, and then one person poked his head out, looking around at the invisible thing that isolated the wind and snow around him, filled with endless joy and There are thousands of doubts.

Ye Hui was very unhappy about this, he widened his eyes and asked:

"Why did the first seat cast a spell to save those people on land?!"

The man who cast the spell smiled:

"If the enemy is handled properly, it may also become our help. If I don't kill them now, it doesn't mean that I won't kill them in the future. I just keep it for now, and maybe it can be useful."

"What's the use, please enlighten me!"

Ye Hui was still puzzled, knelt down on one knee and saluted, and then asked again.

Kun Jie turned around, walked slowly to his subordinate, raised his hand to caress the other's forehead and said:

"Even I don't know what kind of institutions the ancestors have left behind in the city left behind by the ancestors waiting for us. And those people on land can just be the stone throwers for us to explore the way forward! "