Chapter 57 Cold Rain and Sad Wind Famous Flowers
In winter, it rains and nights, and the cold wind blows to the bone.
In a remote courtyard in the backyard of the Yi family, Yi Hui and Han Yue stood in the porch in front of the house. The cold wind blew, and some light rain sprinkled on their bodies, but the two remained motionless.
We are speechless.
Han Yue had decided to leave, but she was still left by Xiao Shiqiang.
Even if there is no Xiao, Han Xing suddenly wants to go home. I'm afraid he will leave a cold moon.
The cold moon is dressed in a bright blue shirt, floating slightly in the wind, like a lake blowing by a breeze... But she is also a thin and beautiful woman with a calm and calm look. Who knows how much sadness and helplessness there is hidden in the bottom of her eyes...
"Brother Hui, let you feel sorry for me again..." Her gentle voice could not see any waves in her eyes. A slight smile crossed the corners of his mouth: "Don't worry about me. Let's see how worried you are..."
Yi Hui's eyebrows.
The cold moon raised its head slightly:
"I'm not afraid of them, don't be afraid..."
"Go away, Huo Lingxiao seems to stay here today. You should take care of it..."
Han Yue smiled forcelessly, and her heart was slightly bitter after all.
"Yueer, you'd better go. The establishment of the alliance is not going well... I'll explain to them..."
Yi Huidao.
It turned out to be like this, and Ling Xiao was shocked.
Shake your head gently and a cunning smile appeared at the corners of your mouth:
"If I want Brother Hui to be together all the time, how can I leave?"
Yi Hui was slightly stunned.
The cold moon came forward and hugged him, tiptoed, and his warm and soft lips were imprinted on his lips. Before Yi Hui could react, Hanyue had released him.
The cold moon's eyes are shining, with a pure smile and the deepest sadness.
Yi Hui was stunned in the local area like an electric shock.
Han Yue ignored him, turned her head back to the room, leaving Yi Hui alone, and her heart surged like a wave.
At the door, an umbrella suddenly landed, and a woman in water-red clothes stood in the sad rainy night, staring at everything in front of her...
The first ray of sunshine in the early morning shines on the earth, and the dewdrops shines with colorful dreamy light.
In the suburbs of Huangzhou, at the training ground of Yi Jiajun, the soldiers lined up neatly, the iron armor was cold, and the long guns flashed.
This is the most outstanding army of the Menghua Dynasty. It is disciplined, has no violation in autumn, is brave and good at fighting, and has achieved a hundred battles.
When Siyang and a group of Jianghu people saw this army under the leadership of Han Xing, they also secretly admired themselves.
Under the command of Yi Hui, thousands of people held long guns and meticulously practiced a set of movements in training.
They are as powerful as a rainbow, and the killing sound is shocking, as if they are probably trembling slightly for their momentum.
The people present couldn't speak for a long time!
After completing a set of actions, Yi Hui trotted in front of the cold star, knelt on one knee according to the rules of the army, and reported loudly:
"The cavalry is ready!"
"Good. You can practice according to the usual formation!" Cold Star Road.
"Yes!"
Yi Hui responded.
Yi Hui returned to the field, led the war horse, and issued instructions to the cavalry who were already ready. In an instant, the horses galloped on the hillside.
For a long time, the weakness of cavalry has been the biggest weakness of Menghua's army. Xinguo is a barbarian in the north, with strong soldiers and strong horses; while Menghua Dynasty valued literature and light weapons, especially the weak cavalry, and has always been beaten backwards. However, this has always been an army, no less than any strong enemy.
Such a formation, military power, and strength cannot be trained in a day.
This scene shocked the martial arts people in the field!
"Seeing such an army, we see the hope of returning to our homeland..." In the crowd, an old man sighed, and then a group of people sighed.
"The Yi army has always taken the restoration of their homeland as their responsibility. The men of the Yi family army have been marching like horses and soldiers for several years, and only one day they can go north to recover their homeland and return home with armor!"
The cold star said loudly, with firm eyes.
Without saying more, Han Xing knew that today's scene must have left a deep impression on them. They just needed time to consider it. Han Xing has never questioned whether he can build an alliance to fight against Xinguo. With their help, the wise men in the martial arts will have the hope of receiving food, grass, gold and silver.
At noon, everyone ate in the large stove built in the teaching hall.
I trained all morning. Although it was winter and the soldiers were also sweaty and tired, everyone still returned to the camp and waited for the martial arts people to eat before eating.
"How should an army be trained to do this on weekdays!"
Siyang couldn't help sighing and looked sideways at the cold star.
Han Xing's face is calm and still calm and deep.
"The army bears the heavy responsibility of defending the country, and the strong enemy is staring at it. How dares the Yi family army to relax at all."
The cold star said it plainly.
"Amitabha..." The white-browed abbot of Lingyin Temple said an amu and anxed Buddhist name: "The Yi army is the blessing of the people and the blessing of the world..."
The cold star salutes slightly:
"The master is a master outside the world. It is a blessing and great compassion to be able to set foot on the world for the world..."
The abbot-free abbot is the abbot of Nan Shaolin, and he also has a very high reputation in martial arts.
A few people were talking when suddenly a lieutenant came to report:
"Report to the control, the owner of the Plum Palace of Lenghua Palace clashed with the head of the Diancang faction and took action outside the camp!"
Everyone was shocked.
Outside the camp gate, the cold moon plum blossom cold sword against Jiang Shuai's blood soul machete was fierce. The two figures flew up and down, and the phantoms were stacked. They are all the best in martial arts and have extraordinary skills. Their bodies are getting faster and faster, and their swords are getting stronger and stronger.
"Jiang Shuai, I have no intention to kill you, so why are you struggling with each other? Dian Cang Sanzi was defeated under my hand. Are you confident that you won me?
The cold sound of the cold moon.
"Even if you die, avenge my master!" Jiang Shuai is not timid at all.
The cold moon smiled coldly.
The Cang faction is actually such self-respecting people.
It was three years ago. At the beginning of the cold month, the world came out, and the limelight was extremely popular. The encounter between the third son of Dian Cang and Han Yue, that is, he took the right path of martial arts to eradicate the witch of the cold flower palace. The three teamed up to fight against Han Yue, but they were all defeated. Han Yue was young and energetic, so she broke the muscles of the three people's hands and feet and abolished their martial arts. All three of them are famous figures in the martial arts. Naturally, they are unwilling to humiliate them. They actually committed suicide and left messages to their disciples to be diligent in martial arts and avenge them.
Compared with their predecessors, Jiang Shuai's martial arts are indeed very advanced, but Han Yue raised the corners of her mouth and she found a loophole in Jiang Shuai's swordsmanship.
She jumped up and stabbed Jiang Shuai's throat obliquely. Jiang Shuai returned to his sword to resist, and the sword light of Han Yue was already waiting for his wrist.
The victory or defeat is in a moment.
However, the cold moon's sword did not stab any more.
A cold light hit the cold moon and went straight to her chest. The cold moon looked up, which was the cold star's cold and emotionless gaze.
Han Yue was stunned and couldn't resist it. The long sword stabbed straight into her chest.
The sound of the sword piercing the bone and flesh is clear and cruel.
The cold moon was no longer hesitant and waved the cold sword with pain.
Han Xing frowned slightly, shook his sword with strength, and jumped back with a gentle step.
The strong internal force stabbed Han Yue's body like countless knives at the same time. Han Yue couldn't stand it any longer. The long sword took off his hand and knelt down on the ground. A mouthful of blood spewed out, and the wounds on her body also flowed blood, instantly dyeing her clothes red and blood.
"Is Jiang Zhangmen's hand all right..."
Han Xing asked Jiang Shuai.
Although Hanyue's sword did not pierce Jiang Shuai's hand, the sharp sword still cut his wrist. A shallow bloody scratch is particularly eye-catching.
"It's okay, it's just a skin injury!"
Jiang Shuai said, and his heart also had all kinds of tastes.
Hanyue's internal martial arts are far above herself, but now she is injured under the sword of Hanxing.
Han Yue knelt on the ground and forced the pain to point the big hole in her left chest to stop the blood. However, there are still blood dripping.
It hurts so much, the sword is still in the body, and every breath is very painful.
The internal force of the cold star finally shook the sword and hurt the cold moon. The cold moon's internal organs were like being burned. She wanted to stand up hard, but her whole body was full of energy.
She looked up at the cold star with tears in her eyes full of anger.
In any case, she never thought that Han Xing would take such a decisive action, and hurt her so seriously.
"Yueer..." Yi Hui rushed over, half knelt next to the cold moon, looked at the cold moon in blood, and was very frightened. He reached out to hold her body and hesitated how to help her up.
Han Yue held Yi Hui with one hand, and her face was full of tears, but it was so painful that she couldn't even speak. Her hands were also stained with blood, stained by Yi Hui's hands. Yi Hui opened his arm and let Han Yue lean against his arms.
"There's nothing to do with you, get out of the way..."
The cold voice of the cold star, the eyes are deep and invisible.
Yi Hui looked up stubbornly and looked unbelievable:
"Why did you hurt Yue'er? What do you want to do?"
Han Xing walked two steps and stood in front of them. He had an inviolable majesty:
"Yi Hui, this is a military camp. Can't you understand my order?"
Yi Hui lowered his head slightly, but did not hesitate to protect the cold moon in his arms:
"Save Yueer first, Yi Hui will be punished by you..."
The cold star's eyes suddenly grabbed Yi Hui's wrist and pulled up Yi Hui's body. Yi Hui was not wary. His body was thrown out by the cold star, and Han Yue's body was also thrown to the ground.
As Han Yue was abruptly fell to the ground, the short sword in front of her chest penetrated deeper into her body, and Hanyue groaned bitterly but feebly.
"Ah...ah..."
Tears flowed.
As soon as Yi Hui got up from the ground, he was kicked heavily by Han Xing. Yi Hui struggled to get up, but Han Xing reached out and pressed his shoulder. Yi Hui twisted his body and struggled to get rid of Han Xing's hand. Han Xing did not hesitate to raise his legs and kick him on the back with his knees, kicking him to the ground. When Yi Hui was about to get up again, Han Xing slapped him in the face and threw him to the ground.
Han Xing's eyes are cold and unforgable:
"When did you become so presumptuous? Come on, drag Yi Hui down and blame the 20 military sticks!" He looked back at the cold moon who fell to the ground: "Take her to the dungeon, take strict care of her, and wait for her to fall!"
Everyone present was shocked.
Even if Yi Hui is unwilling, he does not dare to fight against the cold star. Here, he can't get any advantage, and the cold star will not show mercy to him.
Several soldiers came to the cold moon and were a little at a loss.
This woman in blood has awe-blooded woman's eyes. After all, she is not a member of the army, and she is also Han Xing's sister, and they can't force her.
Looking at Han Xing's unmoved eyes, Han Yue's tears suddenly fell.
Han Yue gritted her teeth and stood up, followed the two soldiers step by step to the prison of the barracks.