Yipin waste material concubine

Chapter 787 Scarlet ([-])
The wind was howling, the snow was flying, and the sound of shouting and killing resounded through the sky.

The last day of Jiang Huang's 37th year was the darkest day in Yucheng's century, and it was also a new life!

The people of Yucheng hid in their homes, listening to the sounds of fighting all over the sky, praying for the end of this rebellion as soon as possible, so that the wind and snow would disappear as soon as possible.

The battlefield is tragic, even if there are no thousands of troops, it is also tragic.

No one wants to go to war except those who are ambitious, because in every war, many people die because of it.

When a person dies, it may be a family that dies at the same time.

People kept falling down, and people rushed up again and again. The blood on the ground stained the white world red, and no amount of snowstorm in the sky could cover up the tragedy.

Blood flowed from the young body, still steaming in the cold.

But the blood soon became cold and froze, and those fresh and young lives also disappeared in this snowy day.

The living people didn't care about rushing up again with emotion, there were no extra thoughts in their minds, only killing.

Kill the opponent and live yourself.

It's just that if you kill the other person, another person will appear in some corner to kill you, and the single and repeated scene will be staged at the gate of the palace.

Zongzhengze and Zongzhengye also fought together, both of them were red-eyed, each was wounded, but it seemed as if they could not feel the pain, they still attacked each other in the most ruthless way.

They were brothers, blood brothers from the same father.

They were supposed to love each other, but now they are holding cold weapons and trying their best to make each other die.

The battle entered a fierce stage, corpses were piled up in piles, blood flowed into rivers, a group fell, and more people rushed over.

During Zongzhengze's fight, he suddenly heard a shrill scream. He turned his head and saw that it was his brother who had been with him for more than ten years. There is no life.

From the very beginning of his choice, he knew that this was a road of no return, death was inevitable, and he had never put human life in his eyes.

But this time, when he saw his brother by his side, he was completely shocked.

His eyes flicked across the tragic battlefield, and the shock in his eyes became more and more intense.

In the past, death was just a word, and I didn't feel that feeling at all.

But now he felt it, not only felt it, but he also smelled death.

Zong Zhengye took advantage of Zong Zhengze's distraction when he turned his head back, and pierced through Zong Zheng Ye's body with a cold glowing sword, and then pulled it out without hesitation.

Blood gushed out along Zong Zhengze's chest and splashed Zong Zhengye's face, but he didn't care, his face only had the joy of victory.Zong Zhengze is dead, this battle is over, he is the king of this country!
From now on, stand at the highest point and look down at the world that belongs to him, full of flowers, prosperity and wealth... the most important thing is to hold the power alone.

Rights are the ultimate pursuit.

Zong Zhengze turned his head to look at Zong Zheng Ye who was laughing wildly, there was no resentment, no jealousy, and no unwillingness in his eyes.

Yes, just pity.

He had an epiphany at the last moment, but Zong Zhengye was still immersed in that endless nightmare.

Perhaps ascending to the throne is the beginning of the real nightmare.

Zong Zhengze's body fell from the horse and fell onto the blood-stained ground. The blood gushed out from his chest and blended with the red shirt on his body. Looking from a distance, he looked so desolate... …

(End of this chapter)