31. The crown is furious for the beauty

Fan Ruyun's arm was more powerful, and a Xuanhua axe opened and closed, playing with a lot of wind. He flew up and down, blocking the death, and only one cut down his opponent face to face.

She is best at cutting other people's foreheads, raising the tomahawk, shouting, and dying!

There must be officers and soldiers falling to the ground. Many officers and soldiers were stunned and at a loss, as if they had been nailed to the ground by nails and could not move.

Fear and death spread among the officers and soldiers, driving them to make way and let the death pass.

However, Dou Wu, the inspector, was outside. He had already laid out a trap, and a thousand muskets and a thousand archers were waiting outside the gate, waiting for those desperate people to rush out and die.

There were screams, moans, pleading and curses around. Many officers and soldiers appeared on the way with captured men, women and children. They shouted loudly, "Listen, if you don't surrender and cut them down. Maybe there are your relatives, your friends, and your brothers and sisters here. As long as you surrender and put down your weapons, we The adult said, don't blame the past, and start lightly!"

In the cottage, the wall is full of officers and soldiers. Fan Ruyun and fifty people are surrounded, forming a circle back to back.

"Liu Zi, are you ready to die here?" Fan Ruyun shouted and asked him.

"The head of the family, Liuzi's life is yours. If you ask me to die, I will die." Liuzi roared and replied.

The rest of the people also roared, "Kill, kill!"

After half a column of incense, they all fell down and their bodies were full of arrows. Before his death, the sixth son still stood in front of Fan Ruyun. He was hit by more than 20 arrows, and his body had long been cold.

However, he still had his last breath. Before he died, he spit out blood and said to Fan Ruyun, "I'm the head of the family. I'm sorry for you and I can't protect you."

"Liu Zi..." Fan Ruyun was pressed down by a pile of dead corpses and cried bitterly. He really wanted to break it immediately, but his hands and feet were pressed.

"The head of the family, I said something, my heart said, and then I died." Liu Zi told her intermittently that Fan Ruyun did not interrupt him, but listened quietly and listened to the voice of a dying man.

"The head of the family, in fact, I like you very much, but, you know, I just like you, and there is nothing else. Other thoughts, I, I die and I have no regrets..." Liu Zi originally wanted to say something else, but there was not enough time. The judge who urged him came, so he had to use his last breath and shouted, "Take care, take care, never Don't die!"

The sixth son died and died very bravely. In order to protect his beloved, Fan Ruyun shed a line of tears and hot tears. She didn't know if she could still cash Liuzi's words. Maybe she would soon go with him. Maybe they could be a confidant or a couple in the next life.

Three days later, there was silence and death around the Valley Fort, and the riots and atrocities had subsided for a long time. The conqueror with his hands stained with blood has left. The cottage, not long ago, was full of cheers from the winners, but now it has turned into a dead grave.

The wall is also left with a pile of smoking broken walls, charred rafts, cracked earth walls, collapsed houses, masonry fortifications, all piled up at the foot of the mountain.

Bangchu Mountain has completely become a resting place for the dead. In ancient times, modern times, and on the way, the wind and snow covered everything, including the truth and the remains of the deceased. Even the shrewd hunters can't figure out what happened here.

Why is it so tragic, why is it so strong, why is it?

Where have men, women and children go? Where have their families gone? Even robbers need a nest. They are also human beings and have to raise children.

However, God is embarrass them.

The last survivor was a depressed woman who lit a hut with her own hands.

Thick smoke rotates, rotates, and spews in the wind.

For a moment, a shining spark burst out of the thick smoke.

The flame stretched out thousands of greedy tongues and covered the blue sky.

Like a group of angry fire snakes, they escaped from the torn hell, dancing their heads and necks to the sky.

Sending the soul of the deceased to the sky, the child's body turns into dust in the wind, and so is the mother. There are countless women, **, swallowed up by the flames.

Destruction played the burning overture crazily in the woman's ear. Soon she will also walk into the fire, let the pain end, and her heart has been broken.

But at that critical moment, a knight suddenly appeared, took her into the boundless world of wind and snow, and took her out of the sea of suffering.

The sky is about to break at dawn. By the Hanshui River, the hills are rolling, and the quiet forest is covered with ice and snow, and there is no bird.

Xiangzhou, under Gucheng.

In the wind and snow, suddenly there was a sound of horses' hoofs, like thunder, approaching quickly.

An iron-clad knight, galloping to the horse.

It's not in a hurry, but it's fast, along the official road.

Horse black, human black, black cloak, like a black cloud moved from the deep mountains and valleys.

Commander Zhou Mei rode on the horse's back, holding the reins in one hand and holding a woman in her arms. Her facial features were very refreshing. She smiled lightly and was very bright. However, the smile froze in an instant and was set at the most beautiful moment in her life. Then her pupils began to dilate, her life pulled away from her body little by little, and her arms drooped.

He lowered his head and looked at her, not knowing whether it was pain or attachment, or unable to extricate himself.

Perhaps, it's hard to say.

The galloping dark horse suddenly stopped in front of the city gate. Because the horse was too anxious, the horse hissed and left the ground. The man stood up. In the blink of an eye, the iron hoof hit the cold ground heavily. The invisible waves bulged the light snow on the ground, rolled it around, and shook the sand on the city gate.

The guard at the head of the city has long poked out his head. Seeing that it was Zhou Mei, he quickly opened the gate and let him enter the city.

An hour later, there was a painful howling in Gucheng. At first, only one person cried, and then the second person also cried, and then the third person, the fourth person... Not long after, more and more people joined in this heartbreaking cry.

Li Tiegun stood in the highest place in the city, facing the cold wind and swearing poison. Behind him were thousands of brothers. They gathered under a black flag, which was hunting and dancing with eight big characters:

Deep blood feud

We don't wear it together

Zhou Mei, the former commander of the Guanghua Army, slowly walked up the steps in the snow, as if she was ten years old, and her hair turned white overnight.

He holds the close-fitting silk scarf of his late beloved wife in his arms, and now his daughter has also left him and is tortured to death by his own people and the army he once worked for.

All thoughts are in disheartened, and life and death have long been out. When he stepped on the altar, he had already thought about it. On the contrary, he was going to kill all the Song troops, kill them, and not one of them.