Chapter 32 with my blood

"Fight!" General Mo raised the spear in his hand and looked up to the sky and howled angrily.

"Kill!" It was countless soldiers who raised their weapons one after another. Under the leadership of General Mo, they suddenly rushed to the Ancient Star River again. Although there was still a light of fear in their eyes, their pace was calm and powerful, and a vast and strong murderous atmosphere rose from among them.

"The remnant general" Mo Zhi is very satisfied with the state of the soldiers behind him. This is the real warrior of the Great Mu Kingdom. As long as the strong fighting spirit is still there, then they are invincible. That is, the ancient Xinghe is really a god who comes down to earth. He is also confident that he can erase it from the world only by relying on the soldiers behind him. Go. What's more, he already knew that the ancient Xinghe was not as powerful as on the surface at this time. After all, just now, he had witnessed his weakness, even for a moment.

"Xiwu, protect your sister and see how I deal with them!" Gu Xinghe whispered, held Yunyan's hand slowly released, and then held the sword in both hands and stared at the soldiers who approached quickly!

Ten feet......

Eight feet......

Five feet......

three feet......

two feet......

"Bum!" With a crisp sound, Gu Xinghe suddenly raised the sword in his hand and ran angrily to the front. He used the sword in his hand to fiercely hit the soldier in front of him, but the soldier was also smart and tight. At the critical moment, he immediately raised the spear in his hand to try to block the angry blow of Gu Xinghe, but the sharpness of the sword was not him. As soon as he waved the spear, he was immediately cut into two sections by a sword, and then even he himself was cut out of the middle.

Gu Xinghe carries this decisive sword, man and sword, swimming around. He is trying to stop all the enemies who come to attack. Only in this way can he ensure the safety of Yunyan and Xiwu, but after all, he is not a god. His power has been almost exhausted, and he seems to work so hard at any time. It is possible to fall down again.

"Wo~!!!" A loud roar of grief and indignation sounded from a distance, but General Mo, who was still on the mount. When he saw the sword of Gu Xinghe angrily split out, he knew that his soldiers were desperate, but he had not expected that one of the swords of Gu Xinghe was so strong. Looking at the remnants of the soldiers, he looked up to the sky and howled angrily. Then he quickly approached in the direction of the Guxing River, and no longer watched the battle leisurely in the back alone!

"Ancient Xinghe, it's hard for you to fly today!" General Mozhi raised the spear in his hand and suddenly stabbed the ancient Xinghe.

"Well, don't let me escape today, or I will break you to pieces!" Gu Xinghe sneered angrily, raised the sword in his hand at will, and immediately blocked Mo Zhi's spear. Then he suddenly shook and shocked General Mo Zhi, even with his mounts.

"How could this be?" General Mozhi sat on the mount and held a golden spear in his hands. He was very surprised. He had clearly seen the decline of the ancient Xinghe, but he did not expect that he was not his enemy. Has he been hiding his strength?

Mo Zhi did not expect that although Gu Xinghe had already exhausted his power, at this time, he clenched his teeth, but struggled to exhaust all his power and vitality, and was bound to maintain the clouds and fog behind him. Since there is no way out, he will fight to death!

"Dang!" A soldier tried to attack Gu Xinghe, but was immediately blocked by Gu Xinghe's backhand sword, and then the spear was cut off into two by the sharp blade. The soldier panicked and hurriedly retreated to the back, but as soon as he moved his steps, he was cut into two sections by Gu Xinghe's sword!

"Dang!" Another spear was handed over, and the head of the ancient Xinghe blocked the sword without returning, and another soldier died on the battlefield.

"Dang! Dang! "Sang!" Countless spears crazily stabbed in the direction of the ancient Xinghe River. The ancient Xinghe could resist all the soldiers for a moment with the sharp sword in his hand, but everyone can see it. At this time, the ancient Xinghe can only be described by the words "the end of the strong crossbow"!

He is covered with blood, his clothes are broken, and he holds a long sword in his hand. Although he is still murderous, he can't stop staggering, but he still has an amazing will, so he is still fighting and has not fallen.

But at this moment, he is dead before and there is no way back, but there is no hope at all!

He can only rely on this steel-blooded body to fight the last deadly battle. Although he can't see any dawn of victory, he is still fighting, fighting, fighting! Only fight!

"Stop!" General Mo suddenly gave an order, and all the soldiers put away their spears and retreated quickly and neatly. Only Gu Xinghe stood in a heavy siege with a long sword. On his side, there was a fog holding a blade and a worried cloud and smoke.

Gu Xinghe looked at the soldiers around him at a loss. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and his body was about to fall to the ground. Fortunately, he supported his body with a long sword in time, so he did not fall down immediately.

"Gu Xinghe, you are already the end of the crossbow. If you continue to fight, you will definitely die. It's better to surrender! If you go back to Muwang City with me, maybe you can save your life!" Mo Zhidu sat on the mount and said calmly.

Gu Xinghe supported his body from falling down. Hearing that General Mozhi opened his mouth like this, he said coldly, "Humph! Can you really save your life? Isn't it just being dismembered by your five horses!"

"Cough! Cough!" General Mozhi quickly brushed his sleeves to cover his face and said halfway back, "At least you can save the lives of Prince Fog and Princess Yunyan behind you. Don't you even care about the life and death of the two of them?"

"Mozhi! What are you? Your father trusts you so much, but you turn away from his will on his deathbed. Who dares to believe you now? Xiwu clenched the weapon in his hand, stared at Mo Zhi fiercely, and said angrily.

Mozhi surprisingly did not refute, but just looked at the distant east. In that direction, his leader, the greatest man in his world, had died one night because of "blasphemy". At this time, he himself was here, against the will of that person, with the past Be loyal to his soldiers to deal with his children and his most valued people. A moment later, General Mo took back his thoughts and said coldly, "What I am loyal to is only the king of the Great Mu Kingdom. King Mu has died and King Yun has ascended to the throne. Naturally, the person I am loyal to at this time is King Yun!"

"Humph, sophistry!" Xiwu helped Gu Xinghe so that he would not fall down. Hearing Mo Zhi's answer, he said hatefully.

Mozhi was not angry. He just stared at the hard-supported Gu Xinghe and suddenly said coldly, "Since you don't care about their life and death, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Sons, come on again! Go!!!"

"slow down!" With a delicate scolding, Mo Zhi immediately raised his head to stop the soldier behind him and looked coldly at the cloud smoke that made a sound.

But at this time, Yunyan was helping Gu Xinghe with Xiwu. Seeing that everyone's eyes turned to him, he said coldly, "If you are sure to kill him today, you have to step over the bodies of me and Xiwu. Even if Brother Yunsheng Wang doesn't care about blood relatives, he won't be allowed to kill his brother at will. Brother and sister! At that time, hum, I don't need to tell you what will end!"

"This..." General Mozhi frowned and hesitated. He could be sure that King Yun's heart was indeed going to kill Gu Xinghe together, but if he really pursued himself to kill his brother and sister, he was afraid that he would really die by then.

"Yaner, I won't let you die." Gu Xinghe raised his head with difficulty, looked at Yunyan, and whispered.

Yunyan nodded gently, but looked at General Mo. She could see his hesitation, but she was not sure of his final decision.

After a while, General Mo finally made up his mind and said coldly, "Well, in this case, I will capture the three of you back to King Mu and take everything to the King of Cloud!"

"Ren capture? Humph! As long as you come one step closer, I will die here immediately!" Yunyan suddenly picked up a spear from the side, crossed her neck, and looked around resolutely. It seemed that as long as anyone had any abnormality, she would immediately end her life with this spear.

Gu Xinghe was extremely weak, with blood flowing all over his body. He looked extremely embarrassed, but he was still holding on, so he did not fall down. But at this time, he suddenly saw Yunyan move like this and exclaimed, "Yaner, never do this!"

While speaking, Gu Xinghe stretched out his hand to take away the spear in Yunyan's hand, but he was helpless and weak, and Yunyan immediately held the spear and retreated two steps backwards. Finally, his outstret hand could only fall down and watched Yunyan standing half a foot away from him.

Mo Zhi raised his hand and put it down again. He stared at Yunyan with a determined expression. He really didn't know how to do it: let the soldiers rush forward, afraid that the little princess would commit suicide immediately; if he didn't rush forward, but he couldn't capture the three of them, and then he couldn't make an explanation to King Yun at all. He suddenly found that no matter what he did and waited for his result, it was not the result he liked.

"Report to the general, an army is rapidly approaching us!" The sound of the scout's announcement woke General Mo Zhi from his meditation. Looking at the half-kling scout under the mount, he said to himself in surprise, "An army? Where will the army come from? Suddenly, he raised his tone and asked loudly, "Are you sure how many people are there? From which direction and how long will it take to get here?"

The scout half knelt down and seemed to have never seen the situation around him. He also returned loudly: "General, it is certain that about 3,000 to 6,000 people come from the east and are expected to arrive here in half an hour."

"From the East? About 3,000 to 6,000 people? Who the hell will it be?" Mo Zhi no longer looked at the three people trapped in the encirclement, but only raised his head and looked at the East in a staring way.

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