Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 578
The sunset is a little red.

But it's not as red as blood.

Jing Jun, who had come all the way from the wilderness, was suppressed, and at this moment, his eyes were red.

Although they were defeated in Licheng, they were still the Jing army, not real dogs in the water, not someone who could take a bite if they wanted to.

The same is true for the long river of dead wood.

He didn't remember how many people he killed, but he found himself and regained his self-confidence in the constant killing, and the more he killed, the clearer his mind became.

Bright red blood sprayed all over his body, most of which belonged to the enemy.

There are also some of his own.

Blood is a little sweet.

Really, he Tim Tim.

Because I am very thirsty.

Ku Muchun's right hand was injured, so he could only hold the knife with his left hand.

When such a formidable enemy was in front of him, he, a scholar, could only jump down to fight.

He doesn't like to kill, he hates to kill, but in this war, he has to kill, he will be home soon, and he will see his newly born child, the child has a nice name, Dead Wood Tiger, he His last name, his wife's first name, he must go back alive, so he had to kill.

On the battlefield, no matter how merciful people are, they are not qualified to be merciful.

Even the heavy smoke that hid in the carriage at the end was the same.

He had never seen a scene of killing, killing so many people.

That night in the Shencheng Imperial Palace coup, he was in the National Teacher Hall, and he didn't really touch anything when he woke up until dawn.

But at this moment, right in front of his eyes.

Some Xiguo soldiers even went around to the back, saw him in the carriage, raised their big knives, and slashed at him.

It was a Jing State soldier who helped to block it, otherwise he would have died.

Heavy Yan trembled, he didn't understand why the battlefield was like this.

He thought that he had seen the tragedy in Licheng enough, and his heart was strong enough, but he didn't expect that it would be even more terrifying when he saw the real fight.

The man from the state of Xi who came to kill him was slashed away by the soldiers of the state of Jing, who slashed across his face at an angle. His face was cracked and his eyeballs seemed to be smashed.

Then another soldier from the state of Xi rushed up, pierced the man from state of Jing who had rescued him, thrust his spear into his stomach and stirred it up.

The man of Jing didn't die immediately, the intestines in his stomach flowed out, he struggled, there was no grass on the ground, but there was mud, the intestines were covered with mud, like meat sausage wrapped in seasoning.

Chong Yan closed his eyes, he was afraid, trembling, and even wished that he would die like this.

In front of you is the Shura field.

He didn't know why these things happened, why they had to fight.

Just now he heard from the Jing people in the team that after returning home, they would herd cattle, get married, and eat the food cooked by their grandmother, but now most of them were killed or injured.

They died, all looking to the north, trying to see the direction of their hometown.

It is said that in this way, the soul can return to the arms of the God of War.

Heavy smoke looking south.

There is a high earth wall on the south side. It is a city wall, a wild city wall.

Looking east, there are countless Xi State soldiers pouring out from the east, and the junior sister is also in Xi State.

The war went on for a long time.

From sunset to moonrise.

Then there is the silence of death.

The Jing people were victorious.

But there were also countless casualties.

Chong Yan saw Emperor Jing came back, he had new injuries, but he still had a smile on his face.

Gentle and kind.

He encouraged every injured soldier, uninjured soldier, and even saw the blood-soaked river of dead wood, he patted him on the shoulder and said: "You didn't embarrass your father, good job."

Deadwood Changhe smiled with his mouth open. Although his face was covered with blood, he still looked innocent.

Ku Muchun was seriously injured, his injured right hand was slashed again on the battlefield because he didn't get medical treatment in time and wanted to gather the wounded soldiers.

But it's good to be alive.

Compared with the countless casualties on the side of the Jing army, Xi's army was so quiet that it was frightening.

Because there are no living people.

Those who were not dead were all hacked to death by Jing people.

Then strip them of their clothes and take away all their valuables.

Kumu Chunshou was seriously injured and bled too much. Kumu Changhe led everyone to do these tasks.

Deadwood Changhe finally learned his brother's rigor, but he used it in the fight. He didn't miss anyone, and even the people buried under the pile of corpses had to make up for it.

There was a ship in the canal when the war started, and now that ship is gone.

The people of Jing have no one to chase after them, they have a deep fear of water.

But as long as it is on the shore, it must be killed.

Darkness has come.

There are wolves howling.

Some of the corpses by the river disappeared quietly, no one noticed.

The boat on the canal is still moving.

Sitting on the boat, you can hear the sound of the waves.

There was a clattering sound, but the cabin was extremely quiet.

A few broken glasses next to the beautiful shoes.

Look at the pattern on the cup, it is lifelike and extremely beautiful.

Even if it is broken, it is very beautiful.

And the thickness is consistent, such a cup is worth a thousand gold when it is burned.

Qianjin is also hard to buy.

Shen Guo nobles and Xi Guo nobles all like to buy this kind of porcelain cups.

Almost the mug was booked before it even burned out.

Because the soil and temperature requirements for firing this cup are extremely demanding.

But in front of his eyes, everything was shattered on the ground, Yin Kezhou, who has always liked these things, didn't even take a look.

The servant was trembling and wanted to come in to clean up, but he was worried about offending the master. If he didn't come in, he was worried that if the master stepped on the debris and injured himself, it would be even worse.

Yin Kezhou was sitting in the cabin, a huge room with glazed windows, and he could see the river flowing outside, which was extremely luxurious.

But now it was dark, there was not even a moon in the sky, and few stars could be seen.

Everything was dark, he couldn't see the river in front of him, he just felt his body shaking, and he was dizzy because of the shaking.

He didn't expect that he would lose such a heavy loss.

When Jing Guo invaded Shen Guo, he thought he would be the biggest winner in the end, but he didn't expect that he lost terribly.

Yin Kezhou still doesn't understand why the wild people don't fight the Jing army.

How could the barbarians, like Queen Li Shenyou, not follow the routine.

How could it be possible for Emperor Jing to pass through the wilderness with his army.

Jing Jun didn't suffer any losses at all, instead he recharged his batteries and dealt a blow to the army he led. With so many people he led, the entire army was wiped out.

Yin Kezhou's hands and feet are still trembling up to now, it's because he was too excited and couldn't restrain his trembling.

All died, so many private soldiers raised by his Yin family, as well as other families who got along well with him and wanted to share a share of the pie, all became corpses and stayed on the shore at this moment.

And he ran away in a hurry like a bereaved dog, let alone seeing Emperor Jing.

He thought he was a winner, a reaper, who could see Emperor Jing condescendingly.

Actually no, swords and swords were more powerful than he thought, he never saw Emperor Jing, during the fight, he wasn't sure who was Emperor Jing.

He joked that Emperor Jing was a reckless man behind his back, and he actually went to the battlefield by himself.

But in that scene at that time, he was a coward, and he was too late to run.

Yin Kezhou's hands and feet kept shaking, and his eyes were still filled with blood.

He felt thirsty, and there was only a cup of cold tea in front of him. He drank it in one gulp, but choked himself, and couldn't help coughing loudly.

"Cough cough cough..."

It took a while, as if he was about to cough his lungs out, before he woke up.

The reason why the Yin family is the dominant family in Xiguo is that apart from the wealthiest Yin family, the second is that the Yin family has the most private soldiers. His family's private soldiers have surpassed those of the royal family. At any time, there are soldiers who have power.

But this time, almost all the private soldiers brought out were wiped out.

Yin Kezhou is thinking more about how to keep his position. It is easy to raise private soldiers, but it has no effect in the short term.

The night is always dark.

Yin Kezhou was thinking in the dark.

The water in the ear is like noise.

(End of this chapter)