Chapter 18 Loyalty to the Country

"Wolf smokes, looking north; dragons roll up, horses grow hiss, sword spirit is like frost... hate, long knives, how many brothers and sisters are loyal to bury their hometown; why do you die to serve your country, sigh, more speechless, blood and tears are full of eyes... I am willing to defend the earth and reopen the territory; Tang Dynasty, I want to let the four directions to congratulate you!"

The military song of the Tang Dynasty once again shines on the tower. Although they know that they are about to face death, more than 2,000 sergeants of the Tang Dynasty are still impassioned. They can't see a trace of cowardice in their eyes, but only their firmness and determination for the family, relatives and the country.

"Zhao'er, you and Death guard this part of the city gate. Don't fight desperately. Once the city gate is broken, lead the sergeant to fight and retreat!" With that, Luohe jumped down the tower again with a dragon stick and swept towards the Qin army like a tide. Wu Zhao nodded, and a happy smile appeared on his face. Wu Zhao knew that when Luo He said this, it showed that Luo He had changed his mind. Although they have not been with Luohe for a long time, Wu Zhao still knows the temperament of Luohe very well. Luohe's words have told Wu Zhao that more than 2,000 dead people do not have to die generously. Their task is just to bring the Qin army into the city, and then they can withdraw from Pingliang City with Luohe. It doesn't matter if Li Xin can't be burned to death in this Pingliang City.

Because at this moment, Luohe seems to have figured out one thing, and the value of these two thousand soldiers has far exceeded Li Xin. Li Xin's life is valuable, but can Li Xin compare with 2,000 fresh Tang people alone?

Once Luohe entered the battlefield, he launched a fierce attack on the Qin army in front of him. If the dense Qin army is compared to the grain, the dragon stick is like a broom sweeping the grain. However, although the dragon stick is powerful, it also needs Luohe to support it with a huge aura of heaven and earth. Soon, Luohe seemed to be a little unsupported. After all, Luohe's power is too small now.

At this time, the back of the Luo River was less than a few meters away from the wall, and at the same time, many Qin troops had climbed to the wall. Luohe found that Wuzhao had led the soldiers to retreat. Seeing this, Luohe also jumped directly. While jumping to the city wall, he also swept down a large number of Qin soldiers. Under the leadership of Wu Zhao and others, the Tang army retreated very successfully. Although it seemed to be stubbornly resisting, in fact, not many superiors were injured. Moreover, these people retreated in all directions, seemingly chaotic, but in fact they were very regular.

Basically, each group of Tang troops is led by a member of the Death Team. He fought and retreated and soon retreated to the center of the city.

The gate was broken, and Luohe found that Li Xin led a large number of cavalry to rush straight in and rushed towards Luohe. Luo He's men don't know how many Qin army's lives have been taken. Li Xin has been watching it. It can be said that he has hated Luohe to the bone.

Luohe soon led Luo Xin's troops to the center of the city. Here, Luohe had made a tomb for Li Xin. There was a stone tablet on the square in the center of the city, which said: "Li Xin was buried here!"

"Who are you?" Li Xin's troops have surrounded the Luo River, and his large troops have basically entered the city. At first, because he had been chasing Luohe, he didn't pay much attention to the surrounding environment, but now he seems to be aware of something wrong. Because this calm is really too quiet, quietly gives people a creepy illusion; moreover, the whole flat city seems to have only a small group of stubborn troops and the resolute young man in front of them.

"Luohe." Luo He looked straight at Li Xin with a smile on his face.

"Are you Luohe?"

"That's right."

"It's really hard to find a place to break the iron shoes! Come on, arrest him!"

"Hey, before arresting me, General Li, please look around yourself first." When Li Xin turned his head and looked around, he was stunned to find that there was black smoke rolling around him not far away, and there was some fire in the black smoke, and a heat wave quickly swept in.

"What the hell did you do!?" Li Xin angrily scolded Luohe.

"Isn't it written on this tombstone? This is the burial place of your Li Xin. Hey hey, you should also feel honored to make the whole Pingliang City your cemetery!"

"You crazy!" Li Xin immediately ordered the soldiers to break out. However, as soon as Li Xin turned his head, he found a sharp pain coming from his chest. He lowered his head and found that the long stick in Luo He's hand had stretched dozens of meters, and the long stick even directly penetrated his chest.

"Li Xin, give birth to a good baby in the afterlife, come to my Tang Dynasty!" Luo He picked up Li Xin's body with a dragon stick, and then smashed it heavily on the house, swept it casually, and took part of the life of Qin soldiers.

When the coach Li Xin died, the Qin army did not panic, but launched an attack on Luohe with the enemy. Luo He was careless and inserted a few sharp arrows in his body. However, he still escaped with his strange body.

"Father!" Luohe ran fast and soon merged with Muzhao. Wuzhao saw that Luohe was full of arrows, and his heart was about to burst. She flashed almost in front of Luohe, and her crystal tears kept rolling down.

"It's okay. I can't die, your father-in-law. It's just a minor injury." Because the bows and arrows of the Qin army have barbs, every time Luo He pulls out a sharp arrow, he will bring out some flesh and blood. Although these wounds are healed quickly under the treatment of the green halo, Wu Zhao still cried out in frustration. She felt that she was about to stand it. The shadow of Luohe's death has been entangled in her mind. Whenever she saw Luohe being so seriously injured, her heart was cut like a knife, but she was helpless. After all, her strength was too weak.

"Zhaoer, don't cry." Luo He hugged Wu Zhao in his arms and kissed Wu Zhao's face sadly, adding wet and salty tears to Wu Zhao.

"Fare, let's not fight, let's give up. I'd rather die than let you get hurt again." Wu Zhao cried and cried very sadly. For a long time, in every night's dream, she was awakened by the same nightmare. In the nightmare, Luohe died, and her death was extremely miserable. Her hands were cut, her feet were cut, seven holes bled, and her soul died forever. Wu Zhao only felt that she was about to collapse. She knew very well who she and Luohe were facing. Their power was so strong that almost no one in the three worlds could help them.

"Zhaoer!" Luo He's face was serious and the floor was shining. "How can you say such a depressing thing? Let me tell you, no matter what the ending is, we have to fight! You and I both know who we are going to face, but even if they are the masters of the three worlds, as long as we don't face them directly, as long as we still have a glimmer of hope for survival, we can't give up! Giving up is equivalent to death. Although I Luohe won't say anything sweet, I Luohe can only tell you that your Wuzhao is the woman of my Luohe, thousands of lives! If God wants to stop me, I will kill God; if heaven wants to destroy me, I will break this sky!"

"Boom!" A few thunders flashed between the sky, and soon there was a downpour. The fire ignited by Wu Zhao and others in Pingliang City was quickly extinguished, and tens of thousands of Qin troops recovered their lives.

Luohe stared fiercely at the sky, then hugged Wu Zhao and quickly retreated to Xizhou City with the soldiers.