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Yan Xiaoran and Lu Ying, who are fighting hard, also hear these three loud noises.

They took advantage of the gap in the fight, looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a layer of night in the distance under the blue sky, a few fireworks blooming.

Yan Xiaoran scolded in his heart, but his action was more fierce. Since he didn't stop that batch of weapons, he should use these people's heads to make up for his loss!

Seeing Yan Xiaoran's more and more fierce attack, Lu Ying is also infected. At the same time, driven by her anger and frustration, her hand moves are more fierce.

The sergeants also saw the distant sky signal, the leader immediately ordered: "retreat!"

They are a group of well-trained soldiers. Even in the process of fighting with Yan Xiaoran and others, they always keep the formation. So even if Yan Xiaoran is surrounded by experts, they can't kill them all for a while.

The soldiers changed their formation and gradually began to retreat.

Yan Xiaoran didn't give them the chance. Suddenly he sprang up, crossed the border and landed beside the leading general. At the same time, his sword stabbed at the general's Xiongkou.

"General!"

"Lord!"

People on both sides exclaimed at the same time.

The soldiers are worried about the safety of their general, while Lu Ying and others are worried that Yan Xiaoran's move will be surrounded and attacked.

Sure enough, when Yan Xiaoran just landed, those soldiers immediately formed a circle and surrounded people tightly.

And the generals of those soldiers didn't escape Yan Xiaoran's fatal blow. Their already worn armor was broken by Yan Xiaoran's sword, and the blood of the Xiongkou gushed out.

The warm blood sprayed on Yan Xiaoran's face. Instead of being timid, he was even more excited. It seemed that he had returned to the battlefield where he had been, fighting incessantly in the sea of corpses. The joy of dying and later life had not existed for a long time.

So Lu Ying saw that even if surrounded by many people, Yan Xiaoran didn't mean to retreat at all. Instead, he became more and more brave. Soldiers fell down in front of him. Yan Xiaoran, surrounded by the enemy's blood, seemed to be no longer an ordinary person, but a god of killing. Everyone who fought with him would become the ghost of his sword.

Although Lu Ying has been following Yan Xiaoran for a long time, it is the first time that he deeply understands why he is known as the God of war and why most of the words used to describe Yan Xiaoran are cruel and terrifying.

Yan Xiaoran's men saw that his master was surrounded, and at the same time they accelerated their movements. They cooperated with the people inside to break the encirclement of the soldiers.

The sky became white gradually, the sound of crowing chickens sounded in the distance, and the sun's rays gradually shrouded the mountains.

Finally, at the beginning of the rising sun, the fierce battle here is coming to an end.

The last soldier fell, and Yan Xiaoran stood in a corpse, with blood flowing down from the tip of the sword.

Lu Ying looked at the upright man with awe in her heart.

"Lord, there's a live one here." The dark guard voice channel is clearing the battlefield.

Yan Xiaoran walks over and takes out a pill from his arms. He hands it to the dark Wei and takes it for him.

After swallowing the pill, the soldier's eyes began to get confused, and his face looked a little confused, even with a slight smile.

Dark Wei some don't understand of looking at Yan Xiao ran.

But he had asked condescensively, "how many weapons did you take this time?"

The soldier obediently said: "I don't know."

Yan Xiaoran's blood and cold spread, with irresistible dignity, "who is responsible for carrying away those weapons."

"Prince of Qi."

"Where is Wu Qingshan?"

"In cave one."

"Where is cave one?"

At this time, the soldier's face was as pale as paper, and his voice was gradually lowered. "I went in for a big battle, and then I went through three caves..."

The soldier said, and there was no sound.

Dark Wei stretched out his hand to probe his nose breath, "Lord, have no gas."

Yan Xiaoran pursed her lips and looked at Lu Ying, "how did you break through the battle?"

Lu Ying looks at him. Although the person in front of him looks calm, he somehow hears a chill from the other person's voice. He subconsciously ignores Yan Xiaoran's blood and only notices his eyes.

These eyes are bright and sharp, and the dark pupil seems to have mysterious power, which makes people unconsciously surrender.

Following Yan Xiaoran for so long, he felt for the first time that he was afraid of the man in front of him.

Lu Ying subconsciously lowered her head and replied, "we also made a mistake at that time. We also sacrificed the official errands brought by county magistrate Mo to find our eyes."

Yan Xiaoran is silent.

The early morning wind blows through the mountains with the chill of early winter.

All people dare not make a sound, waiting for Yan Xiaoran's order.Yan Xiaoran seems to be with a huge anger, spit out two words, "retreat!"

"Yes

The dark guards had already cleaned up the battlefield. After listening to the master's words, they soon withdrew from the mountain forest with Yan Xiaoran.

Wu Qingshan also stayed up all night. After destroying all the important materials, he went out of the cave and looked at several beams of sunlight leaking in the valley. "Hasn't General Han come back yet?"

The guard carefully replied: "Lord Hui, General Han and his soldiers died in the war."

Wu Qingshan's eyes instantly condensed, like a flash of lightning shot at the guard, "General Han led a total of 150 soldiers, all killed?"

The guard bowed his head, "yes."

Wu Qingshan was silent. Yan Xiaoran's fighting capacity exceeded his prediction.

"How many people did the king of Yan send out?"

"When our people went, they had already retreated, so we don't know."

Wu Qingshan turned and marched into the cave, "pass on General Wang."

Gu Wanzhou waited all night, and finally at breakfast, he waited until Yan Xiaoran came back.

At the moment when she saw the figure of the man, she felt that her heart was filled all of a sudden. She jumped up like a little girl, ran to Yan Xiaoran in three or two steps, and looked at him happily.

Yan Xiaoran said with a smile, "why don't you know me if you don't see me one night? Looking at me like that? "

Then he stretched out his palm, took her little hand, went to the table and sat down.

Because Yan Xiaoran didn't come back, Gu Wanzhou didn't have the heart to eat, and the pile of dishes on the table didn't move.

Yan Xiaoran personally gave her a bowl of porridge, "if I'm not here, you won't have a good meal. Don't you let me miss you out of thin air?"

Gu Wanzhou took it over, looked at him and said, "no, I had a good meal. But when I got up this morning, there was a magpie chirping at the window. I thought you would come back and have breakfast with me, so I was waiting for you."