The next day, the blue sky was as clear as a washing, and the golden light shone on the rolling river, like a golden dragon with wild patterns, riding the wind and waves, and like a brilliant golden phoenix, breaking through the clouds.

The entire Jingnan has a strong ambition and a huge atmosphere.

Yesterday's bloody storm was wiped out.

However, the dark clouds of war still enveloped the sky of Da Chu.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Amid the thunderous trembling sounds of the troops, the black nine-tailed phoenix flag and the five-tailed golden phoenix flag were waving together in the hunting wind, and the two armies stained with armor were lined up along the coast of the Han River.

The gathering horn roared between the two armies!

There were attack calls echoing above the Han River!

The two armies are in opposition.

The sword of power is in hand.

Waiting for the moment when I struggle to get out of the sheath.

At this time, the man looked at the woman, as if he was looking at his lover and as if he was looking at his enemy.

He raised the sword in his hand and shouted to her: "Huang'er, history will tell you: Even if you are born with a crown on your head, the crown will fall into dust, and no one can escape its judgment!"

"It's just a matter of time."

The woman's thin figure was at this time, without a phoenix crown, a helmet, and a belt, only her short hair that was rustling in the wind.

Raise your chin high.

Be the way a king should look like, never bow your head.

Faced with Ruo Ao Ziyan's verbal provocation, she just silently untied the heavy jade belt with the sword hanging around her waist, threw it on the ground with a "clang", and then pulled off the cloak behind her that was in trouble, then pressed the angry Wang Jian, held it tightly, and drew the sword.

At this moment, she kept staring at the man looking at her opposite and the nine-tailed phoenix flag floating in the sun. She had never felt cold and disdainful before, and raised her tail.

"Yeah?"

Mi Huang looked at him, raised the Tai A King's sword in his hand high, pointed it at him with anger, and shouted: "If you want to fight, you can fight!"

"Don't say much useless words about your rebellion!"

All the soldiers behind her suddenly let out a roar of thunderous anger, and millions of arms and the soldiers in their hands streaking across Jing Man, pointing to Ruo Ao Ziyan who was carrying the momentum on the opposite side.

"Only traitors should be tried!"

"Diet!"

"Treason!"

...

Countless "traitors" called "Treason" to destroy the world, deeply stimulating the deep pride of Ruo Ao Ziyan.

Anger without strength is meaningless!

But his anger, which was leaning against the entire Ruoao family, was coming in a blink of an eye, but it could be overwhelming.

Standing in front of the ten thousand troops, his eyes were cold and frightened by the nine states, and his murderous aura was filled with all directions. His soldiers were as sharp as the sharp Jingman. In those cold eyes, there was only the cold blood, hatred, and unsuppressible anger of men all vented through this battle!

When the soldiers in his hand were raised and fell, what was left was just every contestant who competed in Game of Thrones, so cold that he could not hear any emotional order: "Kill it!"

"superior!"

Ruoao's six tribes waved their halberds forward together.

Thousands of cavalry ran out behind him, and the soldiers surged like a wave.

The yellow sand and dust rose high with the cavalry riding horses, covering the two armies against each other little by little again. The entire river gradually spread in the wind and sand in the sky. The tiny sand and grass chips were like stones, which were dry and cracked and burst skin and the dry and painful corners of the eyes.

The clouds and clouds in the sky were replaced by the wind and sand. The sky was dark and almost pressed over the heads of the two. Only two pairs of persistent eyes stretched open the darkness between the sky and the earth, and walked straight through the wind and sand in the sky, looking at each other quietly.

And at the city behind them, Ouyang Nai, Lu Yi, Yang Youji and others quickly ran out, shouting: "The whole army formed a battle formation!"

"Prepare!"

"quick!"

"Everyone is here, Ruo Ao is going to rebel again!"

Everyone took their place at the fastest speed. The crossbowman raised the strings and arrows, aimed at the oncoming enemies, preparing to drag back to the chariot repaired by Yingdu. Even the corpses that were not too late to be buried were pulled forward to form a camp. The raised blue veins illustrate the tension in every soldier's heart. Everyone held the sword and halberd in his hand tightly. Faced with the tension at the moment, Ashin waved his hand and ordered the shield hand to carry the broken shield forward, welcomed the new enemy that was about to come, forming a solid wall of life, and guarded Mi Huang in the posture of a defender.

"hiss!--"

The war horses outside the city made an annoying neighing sound, digging their hooves restlessly, and even wishing to drop all the cavalry on their bodies to the ground.

Facing the sound of horns after horn.

They also want to break free from the reins.

Run freely.

The dull air is filled with a breath of fear and depression.

Everyone who has experienced the fierce battle yesterday can feel that another fierce battle is brewing.

The explosion is only a few words.

Pan Chong, Old Li, Hou Zhao... Countless people stood in the protection circle behind. When they heard the huge charge horn, they swallowed a sip of water with difficulty, rolled up and down, and their eyes were staring at the upcoming battle on the riverside.

"Is this the final battle?"

Tens of thousands of troops gathered outside Yingdu City again, but the situation reversed again. The rebels became defenders, and the original defenders and reinforcements became rebels. It was really ironic.

The strong wind roared, and this clear day turned into a bloody and storm again. Qingpu shouted the first bronze sword to pull out the waist: "For Ruoao! For Lingyin!"

Jingfeng, Yang Wei, Zida... They followed closely behind.

"By blood!"

"Eye for eye!"

Hatred is the best offensive morale in the world!

The first soldier was the first to be cut off his head, and then was lifted by Qingpu's long halberd, raised it above his head like a sacrifice flag, demonstrating to Mi Huang's side. Jingfeng also followed closely and cut off a person. The Fenghuo spear in his hand was swung out vigorously, throwing half of his bloody body into Mi Huang's army. It was bloody and was thrown not far from Ruo Ao Tan, making a loud "bang" sound.

When Ruo Ao Tan learned that Ruo Ao Ziyan had returned from a great victory, he came to greet him overnight. He never expected that he would be so "welcome" as soon as he arrived. He almost fell off the chariot and died with a scream. Fortunately, Ruo Ao Ziyong helped him so that he would not be scared to death.

There were people around him shouting: "Ruo Ao rebelled!"

"The whole army attacked!"

“…”

After a while, Ruo Ao Tan came back to his senses and woke up. The two armies had already fought. It was too late, so he saw Ruo Ao Ziyong rushing forward quickly.

The north wind blows the ground, and the wind and sand covers the eyes.

On the battlefield, people who once loved each other.

Firmly through the wind and sand in the sky, looking at each other.

The next moment, the two war horses instantly pulled their hooves, passed through the corpses all over the ground, and rushed towards each other without any warning.

Step! Step!

Step! Step!

The sound of horse hooves passes through the declining autumn grass in winter.

Raid quickly.

A man and a woman each rode a horse that was chosen one in a thousand miles, like two unparalleled king swords, invincible, and the kings fought instantly.

"You really think you can beat me?"

Ruo Ao Ziyan rushed towards her and spoke.

"Yes, I believe it very much!"

Mi Huang rode on the horse, nodded, clutching the reins with both hands, and his voice never responded so coldly: "If you put down your sword now, I would still be willing to believe that you are still loyal to Da Chu!"

"loyalty?"

Ruo Ao Ziyan sneered and pressed the sword down, releasing the pressure of the sword to her.

"We Ruoao's 100,000,000, only the master of Ruoao's clan has always been loyal!" The same response was heard behind him, like thousands of acres of muffled thunder rolling across the river.

The wind and sand blew between the two.

The huge roar was Ruo'ao's answer.

Suddenly, a night owl flew out of the dense forest, and screamed "Jie-Jie" above the sky near Yingdu, breaking through the originally peaceful city blocks of the north bank of the river, as if the heroic souls who died in battle continued to roar in the sky.

At this moment, passing through the battlefield of fighting around, Ruo Ao Ziyan looked at her, his voice drifting in the wind and could hardly be heard: "Then let me end your innocence!"

Mi Huang slowly looked back, holding a sword in her hand, and coldly looked at her lover, husband, and the former belonging of life, and slowly replied: "You probably don't know that my only innocence in this life is to fall in love with you."

"My husband!"

"Yeah?"

Ruo Ao Ziyan held the corner of his mouth and his eyes were slightly closed, and there was a water light that Mi Huang could not see flowing in his eyes.
To be continued...