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The letter sent to Jiangdu City was in the hands of Wu Xiuyang, the commander of the Xiliu Army. The letter sent to Qingxia Pass was in the hands of Wei Yangsheng, the leader of the Weiyang Army.

The two handwritten letters are consistent.

In the letter, Yan Nanfei told a story to the two commanders under the Allied Army.

The story of him and Jun Zeyu joining forces to divide the Qizhou territory.

Yes!

Yan Nanfei betrayed Jun Zeyu.

In order to unify the seven states.

In order to force Jun Zeyu to fall into a desperate situation.

In order to make the two passes of Jiangdu and Qingxia reversal, join forces with Julu to attack from three sides directly to the Allied Army of the Seven Prefectures!

...

The third day of the Battle of Julu.

It was still snowing, and the two armies were still fighting.

Yan Nanfei and Jun Zeyu are in charge, and their colors are still the same.

For two people who can divide the seven states with just one document, war seems to be boring. But no one knows more about the moment of life and death than in their hearts.

They are all waiting.

Waiting for the moment when the sun sets and setting sun shines.

Because Yan Nanfei received an echo from the second pass of Qingxia, Jiangdu last night, it was the setting sun.

Jun Zeyu was also waiting for the setting sun to shine. That moment would be the moment when he truly held the military power of a million allied troops alone, and it was also a time to conquer the male and female.

The only thing that was a little embarrassed was the red robe that killed the bride by the sword in front of the formation.

Xueer is extremely tired.

There are nearly twenty masters under Wuxueji's sword in the past three days. There are young handsome men from the new list of Tianque, and there are also masters who have been immersed in the realm of spiritual orifices and disasters for a long time.

That day she transformed into a disaster three times.

After the disaster, not only did he not have a stable state, but he continued to consume his cultivation. This is not a method of fighting to support the war. Excessive consumption has long exceeded the limit of the body and soul carrying.

Her realm is now between the lower realm of the Transformation Tribulation and the upper realm of the Spiritual Orifice. Perhaps when she draws her sword again, or perhaps in the next moment of breathing, she will have hidden dangers of falling realm at any time.

She didn't think too much.

When Xue Ji flew from the sky, he had no desire for anything in his life. He just wanted to let Da Yan lose one enemy before falling or falling.

Poor she couldn't see the dirty deals and truth hidden behind the Battle of Julu.

Poor Xueer has half a hot heart.

...

It's dusk.

The setting sun in the heavy snow appeared a little later than before, but it did not disappoint everyone waiting.

Because the sunset is beautiful.

The halo is beautiful.

The rays of blood-red light are also beautiful.

The light shone diagonally on the beautiful figure.

Eyebrows, pretty nose, red lips, and the flawless side face.

The setting sun leaves a shadow on the snowy field of the earth.

Blue hair, red robe, cold sword.

In front of the figure was blood stained with snow fields on the earth. There were many corpses lying in the blood, and the fresh corpses were cooled.

The corpses dressed in armor and iron clothes had more or less, deep or shallow sword marks on them. The cuts of sword marks were extremely neat, and the swords that caused these fatal wounds should be extremely sharp.

No one would question the sharpness of the magic weapon Xueji, and the corpses all over the ground were the best proof.

On the wooden wheel car, Junze's jade feather fan blocked the sunset and calculated the time.

Looking at the figure lonely in the heavy snow in the sunset, Jun Zeyu sighed softly in his heart.

It's time to end everything!

...

Yu Qiao and Gu Qi rushed forward and whispered to Yan Nanfei in his ears.

It turned out that the time had come, and both Wu Xiuyang and Weiyangsheng from Jiangdu had sent troops to Julu.

After waving his hand to signal the two to retreat, Yan Nanfei's smile became stronger.

...

On the wooden wheelbarrow.

Jun Zeyu nodded.

Behind him, Mu Qianye and his two understood each other and wanted to turn around and leave to invite Tianhuanxing to come out.

But there was a lonely and loud sound of horse hooves gradually approaching.

Jun Zeyu had a clear ear and a clear eye, and waved his hand to call the two of them.

...

The setting sun shines.

The two armies were very quiet in front of the formation.

There is only the sound of the wind, the sound of snow, and the sound of the flags.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves came into my ears.

"clatter."

"clatter."

"clatter……"

The clear sound of horse hooves broke the tranquility before the decisive battle, but it also seemed to be integrated, and was extremely harmonious with the tranquility between heaven and earth at this moment.

Jun Zeyu looked away from him.

Guan Shan and Mu Qianye looked away in surprise.

Yan Nan flew away and looked away.

Nancy Han Long Hope.

All the millions of iron-armored soldiers of the Qizhou Region and the Dayan Empire were looking sideways.

Xueer also looked at her.

In countless sights, under countless setting suns, people came riding horses.

Loose hair, black long gown, straight and clear facial features, and sharp eyebrows like swords.

And that blue gun.

The name of the gun is Youlong!

...

He is here.

He finally came.

The people came to pay attention to it, and the people came silently. The people came to it were reasonable, but unexpected.

The world is still so quiet. No one speaks, and no one dares to speak at this moment.

Jun Zeyu looked at the black-shirted figure who was riding his horse and carrying a gun under the sunset. Maybe he had a lot to say in his heart, but he still didn't say anything. Several masters of Xingchuan in the Allied Army were a little impatient, and the Tianxing General Tie, the Iron Cavalry of the Great Yan

Like the cold and fast sand, whether it is Luo Changfeng or the map of the country and the mountains and rivers, they have been thinking about it for a long time, but they still endure it for the time being when they think about the overall situation.

The man in yellow-clad monk Nanshan was a little puzzled.

Yan Nanfei was satisfied. He watched Luo Changfeng enter his eyes and thought that he was finally here.

Nancy Han seemed unhappy, and looked at the self-righteous figure and cursed a fool in her heart.

...

"indeed!"

"What a fool!"

"In order to protect Xueer thoroughly, this is his only choice."

Under the sunset, outside Jiangdu City.

The ten-son comrades and three thousand iron pagodas were ready to go.

Wars are in chaos.

That guy didn't want anyone to hurt Xueer.

They can only let no one hurt that guy.

...

Snow is falling under the setting sun.

There are two figures in the snow.

A man holding a gun and a woman standing with a sword.

Luo Changfeng was extremely entangled at first.

Because he didn't know how to make a decision.

He watched the snow on the city tower and stayed overnight.

Until he saw the letter left by An Hongdou.

"Later, fewer people caring about it, and fewer things moved.

The first time was just right, and two flowers bloomed in the end.

Life is a practice, with the past and future, and boredom of likes. It will end until it is caught off guard, and forgetting will be deeply rooted.

Time is getting old, and what should come will come, but what should go will not be kept."

Luo Changfeng finally took this step.

If you can't care who wins and who loses, you just ask who will be the leader of Tiandong.

Keeping this original intention at this moment will definitely not let you down.

...

Xueer has always been afraid.

She is not afraid of death or pain.

She was afraid that if she continued to kill her, she would see the decisive but lingering figure in a glance.

On this cold battlefield, she can face anyone.

Xue Ji can face anyone, including the monk in yellow who has been sage for ten days.

But she couldn't face Luo Changfeng.

She kept thinking, from the moment she put on armor, she was thinking: How good it would be if she could win like this, how good it would be to fight to the last bit of strength, and then fall under the enemy's sword and lie in the wind and snow

.

If the heavens favor, she hopes that this is her best destination.

But he still appeared after all.

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