Concubine comes to disaster

[Is the beauty gone and never come back? 】

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The iron armored soldiers put on their saddles and jumped their horses, and the sound of horseshoes thundered like thunder.

Soldiers filled the entire battlefield in darkness, and at a glance, you couldn't even see the end.

The command flag was whistling in the wind, knives and guns were clanging, and the shouts were loud.

Zhu Minglie's deep pupils froze, and the gleaming long sword pierced Zhuye Tong's heart, Zhu Ye Tong was stunned, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

The wind of the sword whizzed past, and the tip of the sword stopped before piercing his heart.

Zhu Minglie only needs to use a little more force, and it will pierce his chest. Zhuye Tong looked into his eyes, and the eye sockets gradually turned red.In the twilight, the thirteenth prince was wearing a fiery red war robe, and his tall and straight figure blended into the sunset behind him.

Around them, there was a sea of ​​people, mountains of knives and swords, and dust and smoke.

"Why don't you try your best?"

Zhu Minglie asked in a deep voice, his gaze was like the thinnest and sharpest knife.

"I want to ask you something."

Looking down at the tip of the knife on his chest, Hitomi Kayano's hand clenched the whip, trembling a little.

"I don't know how to answer."

As if knowing what question Hitomi Zhuye wanted to ask, Zhu Minglie said.

"A year ago, why did you fake beheading? And why did you let me out of the palace? Later, the man in black who took advantage of the danger and tried to kill me was not you, but the Second Emperor, right?"

Hitomi Kayano asked.

"Fake beheading, because you have been sincere to me in the past, and you are merciful; let you out of the palace, because you want to remove obstacles, I would rather let the world down than the world against me. If you are not on the same front as me, you will no longer It's mine."

Zhu Minglie still did not answer the third question.

"Okay!" Zhuye Tong raised his hand, moved his fingers away from Zhu Minglie's sword tip, and said, "I really didn't try my best just now, because I also miss you being sincere to me in the past. But from now on, I won't let you For you, I am the regent of the Sun Yao Dynasty, and I want to protect the country, the country, and the peace of the people on one side. On the battlefield, there is no brotherhood anymore."

After Zhu Minglie heard this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Xiao Shisan, you have really grown up."

"Zhu Minglie, as the fourth prince with a surname, you risked the displeasure of the world and willingly became a traitor, so that your life was ruined and the people were in dire straits! Today, this king will bring you to justice!"

Hitomi Zhuye pointed his sword at the sky, and in the wind, his fiery red shirt fluttered with the wind.

There was a tragic look on his face.

"Then let's see how powerful the little thirteen I taught, the great general king of the Sun Dynasty."

Zhu Minglie raised his hand, the cold light on the sword face was menacing.

The two fought fiercely again. This time, it seemed that both of them had tried their best. The silver and red figures flew up at the same time, and met in the air.

However, Zhu Minglie's wild army gradually lost to the personally trained court regular army led by Zhu Yetong.

The momentum of Zhui Minglie's team gradually weakened, retreating step by step, while the regular army fought more and more courageously, pressing harder and harder.

Seeing that one soldier after another fell under the knife, the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

The human body was dismembered, torn apart, arms into arms, legs into legs, mourning and crying.

"Fourth Master, get out!"

Luo Nian, who was injured in his arm, clutched the bleeding wound tightly, went through layers of attacks, came to Zhu Minglie's side, and said anxiously.

Zhuye Tong raised his head slightly, looked at Zhu Minglie, a look of arrogance flashed in his eyes——

"Don't chase the poor, but chase the dark. If you withdraw your troops now, this king will consider temporarily letting your troops survive. Otherwise, everyone, including you, will die here."

His hair was messed up, his face was cold, and wherever his eyes could see were the corpses of his men and horses.

"Fourth Lord!"

Luo Nian urged him to order to retreat.

"retreat!!"

Zhu Minglie held up his long sword, shouted loudly, gave Zhuye Tong a last look, turned around the pier, and returned to the camp.

Chaser Hitomi looked at the enemy army in the distance, and the arrogance in his eyes gradually settled down. After the battle, it was miserable, blood stained the battlefield, and his eyes were also stained red.

Zuo Mu rode up to his side, jumped off the horse, knelt down beside him, and said——

"Master Thirteen, Lord Fourth has retreated, chase after him?"

"Stop chasing, blow the whistle to withdraw the troops. Put the flag of the Sun Yao Dynasty on the head of Yuncheng, and send troops to garrison it. Don't let him take advantage of it again."

Hitomi Zhuye retracted the sword, inserted it into the scabbard, and ordered.

"Yes!"

Zuo Mu took the order and left.

Zhuye Tong returned to the barracks, took off his battle robe, and immediately wrote a letter to Liusu, explaining the battle situation in Yuncheng in detail, and reassuring her.

At the end of writing, he paused and added a few more sentences——

"I just got off the battlefield, and I fought to the death with my fourth brother. In fact, I know that he still didn't try his best to kill me. He taught me how to shoot and hunt with his own hands. He has always been affectionate to me.

For some reason, I suddenly thought about some things when you first entered the Thirteenth Prince's Mansion. At that time, you were carefree and took pleasure in bullying you. You only thought about how to avenge me every day.

At the small stall, eating a bowl of noodles with you is also a great happiness, tassel, is the goodness gone and never come back? ..."

Hitomi Hayashi put down the brush, looked at the letter in front of her, and was in a daze silently.

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"Liusu, is it true that the beauty has passed away and will never come back? If I can go back to the past, I am willing to make all sacrifices..."

Liusu looked at Hitomi's letter, tears dripped down on it, wet the handwriting and blurred his vision.

"woo woo woo woo……"

Xiao Qiluo's cries came closer and closer, Liusu wiped away her tears when she heard it, pressed the letter under the table, and stood up——

"Why are you crying?"

"Five days have passed in a month, and the duck hasn't come back yet. Was he boiled on the way?"