Chang Anqing

Chapter 263 Heroic Elegy
Countless feathered arrows flew like arrows and made a rapid sound of "咻咻——". Yang Jin, who was always standing in front of Yang Chongyuan, did not panic at all because of this sudden change. Instead, he tightly held the long sword in his hand as fast as the wind. He cut them off one by one, creating an absolutely safe space for Yang Chongyuan behind him.

Seeing that the feather arrows coming towards him were getting denser and fiercer, Yang Chongyuan's expression changed drastically at this moment, and he immediately shouted: "Protect the brave prince!"

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers who originally protected Yang Chongyuan's evacuation immediately rushed into the formation, and together with Yang Jin blocked the raging offensive.

However, this scene fell in the eyes of Shangguan Ji who was not far away, and he knew the timing was just right, so without hesitation, he ordered Shangguan Yuan beside him to raise his bow and shoot a fatal arrow at Yang Chongyuan.

"Execute Yang Chongyuan!"

With the sound of "Ding--", Yang Jin saw his father Fang Fang sternly swung Shangguan Yuan's arrow away behind him, and Shangguan Ji's order to attack rallied through the green forest.

As soon as these words came out, many rebels colluded with Shangguanji swarmed towards Yang Chongyuan in an instant. Yang Jin, who was able to carry a tripod with one enemy and ten, clearly sensed the difficulty of the situation at this moment.

Looking at the almost uninterrupted rain of arrows on the opposite high hill, and looking back at the rebels who were about to pounce, Yang Jin immediately shouted, swiped his sword to break the dense rain of arrows, and said sharply, "Array, resist the feathers!" arrow!"

As soon as the words fell, the soldiers around him immediately formed a barrier, temporarily resisting the attack from the opposite side, and at the same time, Yang Jin had pierced the sky with a sword to block the rebels, like a lonely mountain that would never fall, Standing dead in front of Yang Chongyuan.

With the sound of sharp swords colliding with armor, in just a moment, this group of rebels saw that Yang Jin, who was protecting Yang Chongyuan, had bloodshot eyes, his pupils were almost as red as a wild animal, and the sword in his hand was glowing with a cold light. , as fast as lightning, before they had time to see Yang Jin's attack clearly, they could only hear blood radiating, the earth-shattering smell of blood mixed with the cries and howls of their companions, but in a moment, every step of the general's platform was touched. The steps were filled with corpses of rebels.

Almost, the base is as high as the checker's platform...

Seeing the face blurred by the blood in front of him, the original color of the golden armor has long been unclear, the helmet has fallen off at some point, and the meticulous hair is slightly scattered, but the pair of jet-black eyes are in the fluffy blue hair, stained with blood. Against the backdrop of his face, he was like a falcon, like a wolf, making people creepy.

At this moment, the rebels who rose up in groups were shocked by this scene, and couldn't help but want to retreat.

Watching the rebels looking left and right, waiting for their companions to pounce on them first, Yang Jin tightly held the blood-stained long sword in his right hand, stepping on the high platform built by the corpses step by step, walking towards them.

"Who dares to stop, die!"

The angry growl that almost overflowed from the chest brought the gods to block and kill the gods, and the momentum of the Buddha to block and kill the Buddha trembled with the sound waves.

Seeing the rebels who were bluffed and lost their direction for a while, Yang Jin didn't wait any longer, and immediately turned his head to the soldiers who were still resisting the arrow rain: "Send the Taiwei away!"

While speaking, Yang Jin jumped up violently and blocked the feather arrow with his own strength. Seeing that the soldiers were ordered to take advantage of this interval to escort Yang Chongyuan away.Looking at the eldest son who stood alone in front of him, step by step to defend him against the arrow rain from the opposite side, Yang Chongyuan, who has always been in front of the mountains and collapsed without changing his face, also faintly felt worried that he couldn't hide.

"Dalang-"

"Aye, let's go!"

However, just as he finished speaking, Yang Jin turned his head to him and said hastily: "I'll come later——"

If there is no offensive on the opposite Gao Gang, everything is under his control at this moment.

But now that there is more rain of arrows, Yang Chongyuan naturally knows that the sudden change is very dangerous, so in the face of such a situation, looking at Yang Jin who is supporting and protecting him alone, Yang Chongyuan is soberly following the guards and fighting Back off to a safe place.

In the bloody green forest screaming to the sky, seeing that the BMW he was riding was not far away, Yang Chongyuan and his party immediately rushed towards it under the cover of Yang Jin and others. Said: "Dalang get on the horse!"

Yang Jin nodded immediately when he heard the sound, but the moment he turned over to get on, he was pulled off the horse by severe pain.

"Dalang!"

Amidst Yang Chongyuan's exclamation, everyone discovered that six or seven feathered arrows had pierced through the back of Yang Jin's armor at some point in time.

"Dalang-"

Almost instantly, Yang Chongyuan's breath was stagnant, and he lost his position for the first time, and wanted to get off his horse to see his injury.

However, there was only a sound of "bang--", but Yang Jin ignored the tearing pain piercing his heart from behind, and even mustered all his strength to slap the BMW under Yang Chongyuan's crotch with his sword.

As the BMW raised its hooves and let out a tragic neigh, the next moment it flew towards the way it came like an arrow leaving the string.

"Hurry up, escort, escort the captain—"

Seeing Yang Jinqiang holding on to give orders, the guards looked hesitantly at the rebels who had already caught up, and couldn't help sobbing: "But, you—"

"go!"

However, Yang Jin's violent drinking had already blocked their further words. They didn't say anything after all, they could only suppress the bursts of grief and choking in their hearts, got on their horses and followed go up.

Seeing that his father had gone far, and the guards followed him, Yang Jin, who was full of feathered arrows on his back, turned around slowly like a hell Shura. Facing the coming rebel team, he did not hesitate to stand on the ground. Raising his sword, he looked at Chang Huan who was coming to rescue him not far away.

He knew it was time.

In the past, the hundreds of rebels who surrounded him were not enough to kill him.

But on the way to escort Aye, the countless feathered arrows behind him were extremely fierce, and they had already pierced through his heart at this moment, and his pulse——

He could almost clearly feel that the blood gurgling from his heart had already soaked his clothes and armor.

Faintly, he laughed lowly.

This life is worth it...

Born as the son of Aye, the eldest son of the Taiwei Mansion.

Looking back on this life, under Aye's personal teaching, he learned to read at the age of three, read at the age of four, and practiced martial arts at the age of six. At the age of 13, he had his own army, and at the age of 15, with his own strength, he was granted the title of brave marquis by the emperor and the imperial order for A Niang.

"Aye, my son did not disappoint you—"

Smiling and laughing, tears gradually welled up in Yang Jin's eyes.

Aunt, I'm sorry, my son broke his promise——

The next moment, facing the head-on attack of the rebels, he almost used all the strength in his body, cutting open their chests tirelessly with one sword after another, and beheading their heads.

In his heart, Aye is a born king, he is Aye's son, even if he dies, he cannot die by the enemy's knife.

During the beheading, until the blood blurred his vision, until the sound of Chang Huan's furious slashing came from his ears, until someone came up to ask him anxiously.

At this moment, it was like a relief.

Yang Jin's tense body no longer had the slightest strength.

With a bang, Chang Huan and the soldiers under his command saw Yang Jin, who had been killed as a "blood man", fall to the ground like a lonely mountain collapsing.

Faintly, there was a slight relief on the lips.

"The Brave Lord!"

While killing the rebels, Chang Huan was about to run towards Yang Jin.

However, Yang Jin couldn't listen to anything at this time.

Lying on the ground mixed with blood and dead leaves, Yang Jin saw the cloudless sky through the shade of the tall trees.

"Dalang-"

The call he had missed for a long time came faintly from his ear, and at this moment Yang Jin's heart finally throbbed.

He unexpectedly, he unexpectedly saw Cheng Huan.

"Cheng Huan, Cheng Huan—"

Aye often said that men don’t shed tears lightly, but at this moment, looking at that gentle and elegant back, turning around, looking at his friendly smiling eyes, watching him slowly walking towards him, stretching out the hand that he hadn’t held in his hand for a long time. Looking at the familiar Duanxiao in his right hand, Yang Jin couldn't bear it anymore.

"Cheng Huan, I'm here, I'm here to accompany you—"

With his lips drawn together, Yang Jin struggled hard to penetrate into the armor and skirt, took out the blood-stained Duan Xiao from his chest, and held it tightly in his hands.

In the eyes of the rebels, the evil beast is like killing gods, but at this moment, it is smiling gently and happily, and even those smiling eyes are reluctant to close...

Cheng Huan, I can finally come to accompany you.

　As I write, I cry myself.This chapter is not only Yang Jin's heroic tragic song, but also his heroic song.I think, as the eldest son of Yang Chongyuan, his short life was as splendid as a shooting star. He lived up to Aye's expectations and was worthy of Aye's important responsibility. He did it.

　　
　
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