The other side is you

Mo Xiwu will never forget the tragedy of that day in his life. His 50 troops killed only [-] people in the end. They escaped the enemy's siege in a hurry. Fortunately, it was just getting dark before the enemy did not pursue them.

After the wounded and disabled generals were settled, Mo Xiwu sat alone in front of the tent, drank the wine in his hand, and then slammed his fist on his knee: "Damn it!"

"The general is indeed a little reckless this time." Qiongyue was dressed in a pitch-black robe, showing a bit of mystery in the night.

"I should have listened to you a long time ago." Mo Xiwu sighed dejectedly, "I didn't expect him to be right..."

"Who?"

"...No, it's nothing." Mo Xiwu was afraid that others would find out about his relationship with Su Bai, so he waved his hands in a perfunctory manner, "It's just a friend."

Qiongyue said: "In the current situation, we still need to retreat at night, otherwise..."

"But..." Mo Xiwu was not reconciled, he never allowed himself to lose a battle, at this moment he thought of Su Bai again, Su Bai was proficient in the art of war, if he was here, I don't know what the situation would be now.

"General, please think again, don't let today's tragedy happen again." Qiong Yue said lightly, walked away by himself, and hid in the bottomless night.

Don't let today's tragedy happen again... Mo Xiwu looked at the remnants of soldiers everywhere, feeling a sense of loneliness welling up in his heart. He looked at the military dancer in his tent, but he didn't have the feeling of wanting to hold her in his arms. He just wanted to have a hug to enclose himself in it, and to rely on to tell his pain. He didn't know where this idea came from, and he just let out a long breath.

Just about to go back to the tent to rest, a gust of wind and grass broke the silence around him, Mo Xiwu stood up vigilantly, and the deputy general from the opposite tent came out in a hurry: "What's wrong?"

Mo Xiwu shook his head: "I don't know, let the brothers cheer up, maybe the enemy army is coming."

The lieutenant general nodded, and immediately went down to convey the order. After a while, he came striding forward, his face full of panic: "General, the enemy army is really... coming! There are about 20 people, and they seem to be from the Kingdom of Ying."

"Quickly tell the brothers to drop the heavy objects and retreat quickly!" Although Mo Xiwu was unwilling, but with such a gap, he had no choice but to flee.

"Yes!"

Mo Xiwu also mounted his horse by himself, clenched the long sword at his waist, and retreated with the soldiers.At Qiongyue's suggestion, they purposely walked into the valley, so that they could take a shortcut and use the terrain as a cover.

The valley was extremely deep, and Mo Xiwu walked for a while, but he could no longer hear the sound of the enemy's horseshoes, he was relieved, and was about to let everyone slow down to rest, when he heard a scream in front of him.Mo Xiwu looked intently, and it turned out that a soldier was killed by an arrow!

"Be careful, there is an ambush!" Qiongyue shouted loudly, "Everyone pay attention to concealment!"

However, it was too late for everything, it was too late, and then it was too late, countless soldiers suddenly rushed out from all directions, they were indeed from the Kingdom of Ying.

"How could this happen!" Mo Xiwu roared in grief and anger, "Brothers, even if there is only one person left today, we must fight our way out!"

"Kill—" Mo Xiwu's soldiers are all warriors who are not afraid of death. They have fought countless battles with Mo Xiwu, and they have long regarded him as a father and brother, and have a deep friendship.

Mo Xiwu couldn't distinguish the roar, the sound of swords, the color of blood from the night.He only knew how to lead his soldiers to fight a way out, and he didn't want all his soldiers to die in this battle.

It is said that one man can defeat ten thousand men, he is such a man, he cut down with his sword, and the enemy's corpses were scattered all over the field.

"You are really admirable." With a sonorous voiceless voice, a gust of wind came from behind.Mo Xiwu turned around to block him, and when he looked at the opponent, it turned out to be Jie Xin, General Weiguo of Yingguo whom he had seen during the day.

"It's you again!" Mo Xiwu couldn't help but stab out the sword flower, approaching Jiepin's Adam's apple.

"You are like this, so what if you beat me?" Jie Xin clenched Fang Tian's painting halberd tightly in his hand, and fought with Mo Xiwu with all his strength, almost killing him with every move.

"Capture the thief first, capture the king, don't you know this truth!" Mo Xiwu spat out these words contemptuously, but he was worried about other soldiers, for fear that he would accidentally waste time on this formidable opponent.

Seeing that Mo Xiwu was absent-minded, Jie Zhan struck out, and the sharp blade in his hand stabbed at his chest.

"Be careful, general!" A figure suddenly jumped up from the ground and stood in front of Mo Xiwu.

Blood splattered Mo Xiwu's face, and he hurriedly caught the fallen man, with a handsome face, it was the young man named Yun Su.Jie Xin looked at the scene in front of him, couldn't bear to continue to do it for a while, and just watched quietly from the side.

"You...why are you like this..." Mo Xiwu looked at the dying boy in his arms, his heart pierced like a knife.

Yun Su smiled slightly: "The general is the only person in this world who does not discriminate against Ah Ling and me, Yun Su... is very grateful..." Before he could finish speaking, the boy died.

"Yunsu!" A Ling obviously saw the situation here, and rushed all the way, took the corpse in Mo Xiwu's arms, and burst into tears, "It's me, I didn't protect you well!"

"A Ling..." Mo Xiwu didn't know what to say, he stared blankly at A Ling's painful appearance, and was surprised in his heart that the relationship between two men could be so deep...