That Person In That River and Lake

  Chapter 78 The city will be broken, only death is worth it

  The snow is getting thicker and thicker. It was still falling, and in a short while it turned into heavy snow, dancing with the wind, and the sky and the earth became a vast expanse of whiteness, like a sharp sword, covering the sky and covering the earth, hazy and gradual, not bright, not a single light.

Qin Keqing looked at Gu Qingci's back, the Wugou sword in his hand suddenly shook, and then a white light appeared, flying into Qin Keqing's hand, humming and vibrating non-stop, but Qin Keqing grabbed it, standing still with the snow. verb: move.

Sensing the movement of the Wugou sword, Qin Keqing suddenly smiled. At that moment, it was as if ten miles of peach blossoms had bloomed in the vast snow, and the spring breeze had come early. She stroked the Wugou sword and said softly: "Wugou, In fact, I am also happy, you have to remember for me, he promised me ten miles of peach blossoms..."

  …

   On the second day, the sky turned white.

   "Woo..."

  The Beimo army attacked again, and the black army was like a tide, coming in waves one after another, breaking into bubbles one after another, wave after wave.

  The flames of war were ignited in an instant. Gu Qingci stood on the city wall, slashed and killed a Beimo soldier with a single sword, and shouted: "Back then, I searched for a feudal lord from thousands of miles away, and guarded the frontier states with a single horse. This year, I will kill the enemy in the desert until one breath!"

  At this moment, in the barracks under the city wall, a young man in a brocade robe suddenly raised his head, and he heard Gu Qingci's voice.

   Under the city wall of Qiling Station, there is a wilderness.

Back then, for the sake of convenience, Gu Qingci directly placed the general camp here. A few days ago, Ma Zhibai broke his arm to save his servant, and after being injured, Gu Qingci arranged him to recuperate in the military camp. They never saw each other again, because Beimo had never stopped attacking the city, and Gu Qingci was almost always on the city wall.

  However, Ma Zhibai has a deep impression on Gu Qingci. Even if he only saw it once, he is still very familiar with Gu Qingci's voice. When he heard Gu Qingci's voice in the camp, he immediately knew it.

"Back then I searched for a feudal lord from thousands of miles away and guarded border states with a single horse. This year I killed the enemy until I breathed a sigh of relief!" Ma Zhibai softly recited the words Gu Qingci had just read, sighed, and said, "Well said, This year I killed the enemy until I breathed a sigh of relief, this is the true nature of a man, this is the real scholar!"

   Ma Zhibai suddenly moved his eyes, picked up the saber from the bed, and slowly stood up, his left hand still couldn't move, but it didn't prevent him from holding the sword in his right hand.

   Sancai, who was dozing off on the bed, suddenly woke up, and hurriedly said, "My lord, what are you doing? Are you going to follow Mr. Gu to kill the enemy?"

   Ma Zhibai looked at Sancai and said, "Isn't it possible?"

"no,"

  Sancai didn't speak, Dong Zhi, who happened to come in from outside the camp, suddenly said loudly: "My lord, swords have no eyes, what if you get injured, you don't know any martial arts, so you can't go to the battlefield!"

  Ma Zhibai shook his head and said, "Uncle Dong, are the thousands of soldiers in Changling County all warriors? They went, why can't I go?"

   "It's not the same," Dong Zhi said: "They are all low-spirited, how can they compare with you, son, let alone..."

"Shut up," Ma Zhibai suddenly said angrily: "Uncle Dong, don't say such things in the future. Why are they so cheap? Why is my Ma Zhibai's life more valuable than theirs? They are now bathing in blood on the battlefield Fighting, they are heroes, and I, Ma Zhibai, are here to watch, they are much more expensive than me!"

  Dong Zhi knew he had made a slip of the tongue, so he had no choice but to say embarrassingly: "Yes, son, the villain made a mistake, but no matter what, you can't go. If you make a mistake, how can I explain it to the master, you..."

"Okay," Ma Zhibai interrupted: "Brother Gu is right, why don't you bring the Wu hook and collect the fifty prefectures of Guanshan? Now that my family and country are in the forefront, so what if I am a scholar, isn't it? boy?"

   Speaking of this, Ma Zhibai suddenly pulled out the scabbard of his long sword and dropped it on the ground, waved his hand, and said coldly: "If any of you stop me, I will kill him!"

  There was no one in the empty tent, everyone had already gone to the scene, only Ma Zhibai slowly came out of the tent and stepped on the snow, walking slowly towards the city wall step by step.

  …

Countless horses fell to the ground with broken legs and heads, countless streams of blood spewed out, and countless people rolled down from the city wall, some were roaring, some were wailing, some rushed to the battlefield and some fell down miserably , they were squeezed together densely, and the blood seeped out like jam, smearing on the snow in the morning light.

  The Beimo people seemed to be fighting to the death today. Although the casualties were heavy, they all quickly regrouped. Even if they abandoned their horses and charged, they were fearless.

  Gu Qingci was on the city wall, and saw a man who surprised him, a son of a scholar with a sword—Ma Zhibai!

  One arm of Ma Zhibai was still tied with gauze, but the other hand was holding a sword, **** sword, walked up to Gu Qingci, smiled at Gu Qingci, and said, "Brother Gu, I'm here."

   Gu Qingci said in surprise: "Brother Ma, you..."

Ma Zhibai smiled, and said: "I heard that Brother Gu, you wrote a poem "But if the man of Daxia is here, don't teach Hu Ma to go to this mountain." I, Ma Zhibai, am also a man of Daxia. Now this Is it time for me to shrink back?"

Gu Qingci didn't talk nonsense, nodded, and said: "Life and death are destiny and wealth, brother Ma, if you and I get together by fate, even if we die, we will die fighting side by side. Life can have one more friend before death. It is also a great blessing!"

   "If you don't die, get through this battle, and you will definitely sing with Brother Gu!"

  …

Beimo's attack became more and more fierce, but the county soldiers in Changling County seemed to have aroused their blood in their bones. They all used stones, rolling logs, and lime. Many people picked up the dead soldiers' knives and guns and joined in the hand-to-hand combat. In the middle, Bei Mo paved a way with his life, and vowed to take down Qiling Station.

   Not far away, Beimo soldiers rushed up with a ladder, and there were still people climbing up behind them, fighting fiercely with Xia Bing. Gu Qingci rushed over with a sword, and screams rang out from close at hand.

The fighting between the enemy and the enemy on the battlefield lacked too many fancy tricks, and the most common actions were the simplest hacking and assassination. However, after fighting, Ma Zhibai realized that many things had exceeded his expectations. His speed couldn't be compared with a real soldier at all, not to mention that he still had one hand that was almost crippled.

A man from Beimo with a knife rushed over, took advantage of the situation, and chopped off the sword in Ma Zhibai's hand. With a loud shout, the big knife slashed towards his head. At that moment, Ma Zhibai closed his eyes. I closed my eyes, but I didn't have any regrets in my heart. If a man died in battle, it was a well-deserved death, so what's the matter!

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   Thank you for your concern and support, everyone. Don’t worry, I just have a bad cold, and I can still type. It’s just that the quality may not pass the standard, but I will still keep updating.

  (end of this chapter)