Suddenly the wind blew, bringing a cool breeze, and dark clouds gradually rose, as if they were gathering rain clouds. Is it going to rain?

Mu Zhongtu was ecstatic.

The five consecutive days of pursuit almost squeezed out the last bit of the strength of the Yiqu soldiers, and even the spirit of the grassland king was a little dazed. Now when he saw the eagle spreading its wings and soaring, he would think that it was himself. The flag of the Qin army had appeared on the horizon and was about to catch up! As long as the Qin army was eliminated, the troops were led south and the Wei River was not a dream. He would soar in the air like an eagle, looking down at Yingquliang, the little rabbit and Yinglian, the old rabbit, Rong Yi, you belong to this king, and have always been!

Seeing the Qin army flags swaying, they slowly entered a valley. It was the "Suhari" valley, one of the channels between the Longdong Plateau and the Guanzhong Plain. If translated into Chinese, it is called the Broken Dragon Valley. The valley is like a dragon, winding for several miles. Because of the terrain, it seems to have cut off this unlucky dragon. It is an extremely dangerous place and a place where military strategists must warn.

If it were a daily routine, Mu Zhongtu would have stopped the army and sent scouts to investigate carefully before driving the army in. How could anyone who could accidentally understand the strategic method of Genghis Khan's "anti-anti-the-job"? Unfortunately, under Bai Dong's step-by-step guidance, Mu Zhongtu had already lost his due judgment. The Qin army was less than 2,000, and they were all extremely tired soldiers. My horse was almost running to death, let alone these old Qin people? How could there be any ambush!

Correct reasoning methods can also produce wrong results, because it is very likely that the seemingly true premise is exactly what the enemy gives you.

The Qin army was not two thousand, but nearly 30,000 elite. Most of them were wearing air-conditioned vests and drinking iced sour plum soup. Mu Zhongtu would calculate the distance between him and the Qin army every time, but he never expected that the real main force of the Qin army had arrived at Duanlong Valley a day ago. He had already had enough food and had a good sleep. They were all energetic and were just screaming iron soldiers.

There was a thunder rolling in the air. It started to rain. In Mu Zhongtu's opinion, it was God celebrating him. It was not rain, but tears, the old Qin people's tears! He laughed wildly: "The warriors of Yiqu, follow me into the valley, and the Qin people can no longer walk. You can cut off their heads at will. Yuzhicheng has prepared lamb wine. Which one cuts more heads, I will personally toast him; the beautiful girl Yiqu has already carved a garland and will only offer it to the real warriors..."

"Wow, kill!"

Like a madman who drank too much stimulant. Also like a group of people who were looking back, the most elite five thousand elite cavalry in Yiqu rushed into the valley. I have seen the Qin army behind the palace, and the last Qin army has a young face. Isn’t this a baby soldier? His face seems to be full of panic? Don’t be afraid, baby, Yiqu’s warriors do not only like beauties, hahaha...

It was just one arrow that could touch the tail of the Qin army! The Yiqu warriors' bows and arrows poured out like raindrops. But at this moment, a loud roar like a mountain collapse came from above. He looked up in horror and saw countless huge rocks falling from the sky, and the road ahead had been cut off! At the moment when countless huge rocks fell, at least thirty elite soldiers of Yiqu were smashed into meat paste, and hundreds of Yiqu people saw the baby soldier turn around and make faces at them.

"Retreat. Retreat quickly!"

Mu Zhongtu was stunned for three seconds before he realized, and issued an order frantically. Unfortunately, it was too late. Countless huge rocks rolled down behind him, and the retreat had been cut off!

Why? Why! Didn’t the Qin army be exhausted by us all the way? Didn’t they die of exhaustion? They escaped more than 20,000 people, but only less than 2,000 left? Why do they still have the ability to set up traps and why can they still push the boulder?

Looking at the stone wall five or six feet high in front of him, not only ordinary Yiqu soldiers asked wildly in their hearts, but even Mu Zhongtu, who had always been calm, looked up like a madman and asked the heaven: "Why, why! I am Guangmingtian's most loyal slave. Has Guangmingtian abandoned me..."

"Mu Zhongtu died here!"

Thousands of majestic voices sounded at the same time. Countless large banners with the characters of Qin were raised on the valley. Among the tens of thousands of Qin troops arranged in densely, a banner with the words "General's fungi" and "Prince Yingqu" was particularly conspicuous. Thousands of famous old Qin crossbows faced the bottom of the valley, and the arrows were shining, as if mocking his stupidity.

"Why!"

Mu Zhongtu's face was gray, but his waist was straight. He looked up at the Jinbian and Ying Quliang on the cliff wearing golden armor. Beside the two of them, there was a young man with a calm expression looking at him, with a slightly younger appearance than Ying Quliang.

Junbie and Ying Quliang did not answer, but the young man lowered his head and smiled at him: "My name is Bai Dong, you should have heard my name? Mr. Guigu is my mentor. I remember when I left Qingxi, his mentor once told Guigu arithmetics, so on the first day I came to Longdong, I told you a fortune teller. Do you want to know the result?"

“What’s the result?”

"Mu Zhongtu died here!"

Bai Dong chuckled and raised his hand to point at the mountain wall behind him.

Mu Zhongtu and Yiqu people subconsciously looked in the direction of Bai Dong's finger. It was already raining at this time, but the sun was not completely blocked by the dark clouds. With the dim sunlight in the valley, a line of black characters on the mountain wall could be seen vaguely - "Mu Zhongtu died here"! It was actually written in Yiqu characters. Some generals and soldiers who knew the words suddenly screamed. These words were too strange, three or four meters above the ground, each of which was the size of a barrel mouth, and seemed to be moving!

After looking carefully, I realized that these words are composed of countless mountain ants. Why do mountain ants form fonts? Why are these words? Did the king really be abandoned by Guangmingtian...

The Yiqu army was in chaos. The brave and warlike man of Yiqu was not afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice. The one he respected the most were the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth. Even Mu Zhongtu was no exception. He stared at these big words composed of mountain ants and couldn't figure out why he was abandoned by heaven. If it weren't for heaven helping the Qin army, how could they not be afraid of fatigue and defeated their war horses with two legs?

"Shoot the arrow!"

Bai Dong turned around gently, but Jun Bie and Ying Quliang issued an order in unison. For a moment, the arrows were like locusts. The Yiqu Jingqiu, who had already taken off his leather armor, became the best target, and fell teams with bowstrings. The bottom of the valley was soon stained with blood. This was a one-sided massacre!

"No!"

He was hit by two arrows on his shoulder, but Mu Zhongtu rushed to Mu Zhuobei's car like crazy, waved the long sword in his hand, and blocked the flying arrows for her. It seemed that this woman was more important than his own life.

Mu Zhuobei looked at him blankly, Mo Xun couldn't believe his eyes; this madman was torturing himself crazy all the way, but he was here to help him desperately. Is he really crazy?

Mu Zhongtu, who was almost turning into a hedgehog, finally consumed his last bit of strength and fell gently on Mu Tablebei's body: "If you have the chance to meet Rong Yi, tell her for me that the boy who loves to ride a horse in front of her will see Guangming tomorrow... He is actually a good boy. He never thought of being the King of Yiqu. It was love that made him crazy. For her, he was willing to challenge the world, but unfortunately he lost... Tell her for me, okay? Thank you very much."

"Okay, I promise you..."

Looking at the man who was covered in blood, Mu Zhuobei subconsciously nodded.

Mu Zhongtu smiled, closed his eyes gently, and there was no sound...

Ps; What is love in the world? It makes people agree with life and death... Actually, I just want a few monthly tickets, right?
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