My name is Liu Qing.

Linlong Dao, Jizhou, Jing'an Mansion, was born in several generations, and they were all doing the executioner's business.

I am still quite talented. I have already used a quick knife in my teens. I replaced my own son and became an executioner.

Back then, the world was very chaotic and the law was also chaotic. In one autumn, I could even cut hundreds of heads. In a few years, I retreated.

Some people have rules in their careers. The executioner industry says there are no taboos, but in fact there are rules.

The executioner in a small place must not beheaded more than ninety-nine heads, while I have already cut ninety-nine heads.

But I was only in my twenties and couldn't rest. It happened that year that war broke out on the frontier.

The lord of the Tianlang King Court, "Zhuoligetu", led a million war-going troops to invade the border, hoping to swallow the Ming Dynasty when the power of the Ming Dynasty changed.

That year, wars were raging.

That battle was too tragic.

The court launched a mobilization, and I don’t know how many people went to ten places.

I asked myself that the swordsmanship was good and that I was a good player who changed his blood, but in that battle, I could only start with the civilians.

The war was fierce, and the various types of supply in the army were enough. Not long after, I was qualified to participate in the war.

There is no joy, only numbness.

After fighting, I don’t know how many wolf cubs I cut and killed, and I don’t know how many times I was injured, but my comrades around me changed batch after batch.

And I soon became the primary school of the Pioneer Army.

Then, I joined the Xuan Armor Essence Knight.

I heard that the head coach of this family is the son of Lao Lin Dragon King. It is said that the concubine of Lin Dragon King used her relationship to form a cavalry for her son.

Hi, I hope I'm not a playboy...

The Red Cloud Horse, the phoenix wings and gold wings, the black armor, and the cloak are worn. Look at it, it doesn't look like a war.

But he is not a playboy.

In the years that followed, I was extremely glad that I joined the Xuanjia Jingqi, not because I was able to save my life, but because I was fortunate to follow him!

I, including eight thousand colleagues, are willing to die for him!

Mysterious armor!

Mysterious armor!

In one battle, another, the Xuan Armored Essential Cavalry became famous. On the battlefield, the enemy fled, and the Dali Pioneer Army was defeated by us!

What kind of military god Li Yuan, what kind of Tianlang cavalry...

Win!

The war was over, and we returned to Linlong Road, returned home in glory, everyone had rewards, and every family had land.

I, one step to the sky.

The former squire nodded and bowed in front of me. The wealthy merchants brought beautiful concubines and maids...

Our houses, land and wealth are increasing. Eight thousand people each have their wives and children, and have thousands of acres of land, becoming an important figure.

This is what we deserve for the rest of our lives.

Everyone told us this, and we thought so.

Until one day, Sun Ershan died and died outside the palace. One of the twelve commanders of Xuanjia who had never died in a hundred battles was killed on the stone lion.

That's Sun Ershan!

His father and brother were all mysterious armors that were killed, and he himself was the first to fight, fearless and fearless. He even blocked a divine arm crossbow for the prince and broke his arm.

But his son raped his wife and daughter and killed the whole family and was sentenced to beheading...

When the prince did not see him, he ran into death in front of the door. Before he died, he begged the prince to allow him to atone for his son and spare his only seedling...

Unfortunately, his son was still dead, and the prince personally killed the evil man in full view of everyone.

I know, the prince is warning us.

After that, I dispersed my land and my family property was only one son, and I had already been unable to eat and wear and spend money.

But many people are not willing to give up all this...

They are disobeying the prince's orders!

It is clear that they were all old soldiers who could die by the prince’s order!

Now it's...

I don’t understand, but I can’t change it. I just moved away from the extremely prosperous Linlong Dao City and returned to Jing'an Mansion with the prince.

I don’t know, nor do I want to know how many old Xuan armored soldiers died that year. I only saw the prince becoming silent and seemed to be less energetic.

He is old?

When that terrible thought came to my heart, I suddenly realized that I was already in a state of disgrace...

One day, I found out that the prince had left Jing'an Mansion, and I hurriedly chased after him. The prince was going to enter Dayan Mountain again...

He only brought me.

Yes, we are all old, and we have died for many years after chasing Feng Chiyun Horse.

The prince is injured!

Even seventy years ago, he hadn't suffered such serious injuries, but he was laughing.

This kind of laughter can only occur on the eve of the first Xuanjia and the battle against the Dali elite with 8,000 will be fought with 300,000.

Prince...

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Huh ~

The evening breeze blows the setting sun, and above the wasteland, there are flags flying, and broken soldiers and the bodies of white-haired old soldiers are stuck together.

The wind is full of the smell of iron-blooded smoke.

"It's a pity, this time, I couldn't keep up..."

Relying on the new grave, his white hair dyed blood, Liu Qing looked desolate and depressed:

"Maybe, it's useless to go. We old guys can no longer help the prince..."

"Maybe the old prince just doesn't want you to suffer any more casualties..."

Yu Yang sighed slightly in his heart.

More than 70 years ago, in the Three Kingdoms War, more than three million elite troops from various countries fought bloody battles in the mountains and rivers, dyeing the mountains and rivers red for ten years.

During the battles, the Xuan Armored Essence Cavalry gradually took shape.

This is a powerful cavalry that has been tempered from blood and fire. Since the day it formed its army, under the leadership of Zhang Xuanba, it has been the most well-deserved strongest army in the Ming Dynasty and even the world.

But even such a strong army can't stand the times. More than seventy years have passed in a flash, and the eight thousand children are old and no longer the past.

Just like Liu Qing.

In this world, he saw him for the first time, but in the illusion of the mountain, he had seen him more than once. His sharp swordsmanship made him feel scared at that time and still remembered it fresh.

But after the decline of both qi and blood, the secret injuries left by ten years of fighting were brought in. Even if there was any good medicine, it would be difficult to stop the decline.

The once famous Xuanjialing Cavalry, now only has a group of white-haired old men left over a hundred years old.

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Pushing away the wounded medicine handed over by Yang Yu, and also politely rejected Qin Si who wanted to step forward to heal her wounds. Liu Qing staggered and stood up.

"Thank you, my little brother, for sending the prince's body. It's enough to see him before he dies..."

This severely injured old soldier seemed to have a long bow to Yang Yu and the others, and then he strengthened himself and came to Zhang Xuanba who was no longer alive.

Draw the broken knife and whispered:

"Prince, Liu Qing is here!"

laugh!

The blood mist dyed the wild grass red, as if it was a sound, and more than a sound.

On the wasteland, the remaining old soldiers were staggering alone, supporting each other, or raising their true energy or using weapons, and they all followed Liu Qing.

The afterglow of the setting sun dissipates, and only the Xuan-character dragon flag is flying in the wilderness.

"Everyone is here."

Yang Yu stood silently and bowed to see him off.

In the illusion of Liujishan, he witnessed the rise of Xuanjia, and under the same setting sun, he watched the legend end again.

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The mysterious armor ends.

Eight thousand old soldiers were buried in the wilderness, and it was three days later.
To be continued...