Just as the arrows were about to reach them, Bai Yin quickly pulled Ji Yunshu back to her side.
She stood guard.
Everyone was on high alert.
However, they couldn't tell where the sound of hooves was coming from.
It was only when the sound got closer that they realized that the soldiers were coming from all directions.
It wasn't Hou Liao's soldiers.
It was the Great Lin's soldiers!
They quickly surrounded Chu Chengyu's troops.
At the same time, arrows were aimed at Chu Chengyu and Bing.
What was going on?
Chu Chengyu was flabbergasted. "Who sent you?"
The soldiers didn't speak and only opened up a path.
One of the soldiers came out on horseback.
Ah!
Everyone was shocked.
Ji Yunshu's eyes widened. She couldn't help but clench her fists, her eyes moist.
"Brother Lang?"
Lang Po dismounted from his horse, his face still wounded. He walked towards Ji Yunshu. "Miss Ji, are you alright?"
"I'm fine. You … how did this happen?"
"Come to think of it, it's good that you're fine."
"What about Jing Rong?" Her voice trembled.
"Don't worry, His Highness is fine. He has already brought another group of soldiers to rescue Young Master Mo and Third Master."
At that moment, the boulder in Ji Yunshu's heart was finally lifted.
"He's fine … he's fine … I knew he would be fine."
She cried tears of joy.
Lang Po turned to Chu Chengyu. "Chu Chengyu, your time has come!"
Chu Chengyu retreated a few steps, looking at the soldiers surrounding him. He still couldn't believe it. "Impossible! You clearly fell into the River of the Dead."
"You wished for His Highness and I to die, but God has opened his eyes."
"No!"
"You colluded with Ji Huan and worked hard for the incapable ruler. You should have known this day would come."
Chu Chengyu frowned. "Lang Po, are you trying to rebel?"
"Then I'll show you!" Lang Po's face was filled with determination as he raised his hand. "Shoot!"
Once the order was given, the arrows rained down on them.
Chu Chengyu's hundred men couldn't put up any resistance.
One by one, they were defeated.
Chu Chengyu fought to the end, but he was hit by several arrows. He fell to the ground, spitting out blood.
Lang Po walked in front of him, looking down at him.
Chu Chengyu asked, "Where did you get so many soldiers?"
"You want to know? Go down and ask Yama yourself. "
Lang Po raised his sword and slashed at Chu Chengyu's neck.
His head fell to the ground!
Blood splattered all over the ground!
…
The other side.
After a few days of fighting, Hou Liao was already riddled with holes.
Tens of thousands of Hou Liao soldiers were defeated.
Third Master and Mo Ruo led the remaining soldiers to escort Muzhar to the west.
Ji Huan led a thousand soldiers to stop them.
The two sides once again fell into a fierce battle.
Mu Erza was gravely injured.
Third Master was still resisting with all his might.
Ji Huan faced Mo Ruo alone, "Mo Ruo, if you defeat me, I will let you go. After all, you are also a member of my Great Lin. But if you lose, you will lose your life here today!"
Now, Mo Ruo's armor was stained with blood. Smoke filled the air in front of him. His brothers, who had risked their lives for him, were lying in pools of blood. There were also the Hou Liao flags that were on fire. White smoke filled the air, blurring one's vision.
In the end, blood still dyed the grassland red.
He said, "Ji Huan, I have always respected you as a man. Today, you have opened my eyes."
"If you want to blame someone, blame the late Emperor and your good brothers. If not for them, would my big brother have died? My father wouldn't have died either. It was them who caused our Ji family to fall into this state. "
"So you want to work for Wei Yi?"
"He can give me everything I lost!"
The current Ji Huan was no longer the same person.
He had become the second Ji Li!
Mo Ruo couldn't find the slightest trace of 'conscience' in his eyes.
This was a battle that had to be fought.
"Fine. No matter who dies today, it's time to end this." Mo Ruo's brows tightened.
The two of them clashed, swords in hand.
However, just as Mo Ruo was about to win, a deputy general of the Great Lin rushed out and viciously stabbed him in the back while he was unprepared.
The sword pierced through his back and into his chest!
Following that, Ji Huan also brandished his sword, thrusting it towards his heart. "Die!"
Two swords pierced through his body.
One on the left, the other on the right.
Ugh!
Mo Ruo's eyes widened, his face contorted in pain.
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
Ji Huan and the deputy general pulled out their swords at the same time.
"Ah!"
Mo Ruo's body fell forward, twitching a few times. He knelt on one knee, the sword in his hand stabbed into the ground.
He was barely able to support his body.
In the distance, when Master San saw this, he shouted, "Mo Ruo!" and madly rushed over.
But the soldiers in front of him blocked his way.
He couldn't even take a step closer to Mo Ruo.
Ji Huan proudly walked in front of Mo Ruo, dragging his blood-stained sword on the grass, leaving a deep gash.
He said, "Mo Ruo, you've lost."
Despicable!
"Weren't you close with Jing Rong? Now that he's dead, why don't you go down and accompany him? "
Mo Ruo's body was covered in blood, his face pale. Blood flowed incessantly from his mouth.
When Ji Huan swung his sword down, he didn't have the strength to resist.
In the nick of time …
A figure leapt out of nowhere and knocked Ji Huan's sword away.
The moment the sword fell to the ground, the sound of a bugle horn could be heard.
They were surrounded by soldiers and horses that came out of nowhere!
Sharp arrows were aimed at them!
Ji Huan's soldiers didn't dare to act rashly.
One by one, they laid down their weapons and surrendered.
Ji Huan looked at the person who appeared in front of him in shock.
"Jing … Jing Rong?"
Impossible!
Just as he finished speaking, several soldiers grabbed him.
Jing Rong stood there in full armor, his expression cold and stern. His murderous gaze fell on Ji Huan.
But …
He didn't make any move to kill Mo Ruo. Instead, he turned around and squatted in front of Mo Ruo.
He tightly grasped Mo Ruo's arm. "Mo Ruo."
Mo Ruo struggled to lift his head to look at him. His lips curled into a smile. "You cold stone, why … why did you come so late?"
Jing Rong frowned, his heart filled with guilt. "I'm sorry!"
"Fortunately … I was able to see you one last time before I die."
"Without my permission, you are not allowed to die!" His tone was commanding, but his tone was unbearable.
Mo Ruo weakly lowered his gaze. "Even at a time like this, you are still … putting on the airs of a prince."
Jing Rong laughed.
"In my life … I've saved countless people, but I can't … can't save myself even once. Isn't it … laughable?" His body gradually couldn't take it anymore. His vision blurred.
Jing Rong pressed his forehead against Mo Ruo's. "I won't allow you to die. Do you hear me?!"
Tears fell.
His whole body was trembling.
Mo Ruo grabbed Jing Rong's hand. The smile on his face slowly disappeared. "Jing Rong, you know … I rarely ask for help. This time, I only ask one thing from you. Help me … take good care of Ah Si … and my child."
"You have to live." Jing Rong's voice was hoarse and choked with emotion.
"I … can't hold on much longer. This is my only wish. You must … must promise me."
With that, Mo Ruo's hand weakly let go of the sword stuck in the ground.
His body fell forward.
Jing Rong caught him.
"Mo Ruo!"
He screamed crazily. Blue veins bulged on his face and tears streamed down his face.
Mo Ruo used the last of his strength to hold Jing Rong's hand. "Help me tell Ah Si that she's with me in this life. It's enough … enough!"
His eyes slowly closed after he said the last word.
His body weakly fell into Jing Rong's embrace.
"Mo Ruo!" Jing Rong hugged him tightly.
At the last moment before his death, Mo Ruo seemed to see a vast expanse of green grass. It welcomed the warm winter sun and swayed with the wind. There were no clouds in the sky.
At that time, there was no war, no death, no blood …
He and Tang Si rode on the grassland.
He enjoyed the comfortable feeling of the warm wind caressing his cheeks.
He looked at the woman smiling happily on the horseback. Everything was so beautiful.
Tang Si asked him, "Mo Ruo, will you marry me?"
"…"
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