After that, Gu Tianyuan said to Wu Chaoyang again: "Don't be sad. I'll die earlier. I'll suffer a few days less."

"But you will have to worry more about the great cause of the commander in the future... Bury me in Lugang, and you will be lonely."

Hearing this, Wu Chaoyang agreed with tears.

After this, Gu Tianyuan's voice became weaker and weaker. He took a while from his arms and slowly took out something.

The thing was wrapped in a faded white silk cloth. When Gu Tianyuan opened it, he signaled Kong Tianshu to come with his eyes.

When Kong Tianshu came to him, he looked down and saw that it was a gorgeous short sword with silver swallowing and ebony as the sheath.

Four words were engraved on the scabbard of the short sword... Chunjiang Lianhai!... Gu Tianyuan gently pushed it with his thumb, and with a "gada", the blade of more than an inch long jumped out of the scabbard. At this moment, everyone present could see clearly.

The body of the sword was like a nebula flowing, and the Muye was rushing, carrying extremely gorgeous snowflake blade patterns.

It turned out that in his hands, there was also a snowflake iron weapon given to his disciples by the commander! "This sword is called Chunjiang Lianhai, and it was given to me by the commander.

You are also his personal disciple, please return it to the commander for me..." Gu Tianyuan's eyes gradually dissipated. He wrapped the white silk again with his trembling hands and handed the dagger to Kong Tianshu's hand.

"It's a pity that I can't follow the commander to fight the world, but fortunately..." When he said this, Gu Tianyuan's body had slowly fallen down.

In an instant, all tears came out of everyone's eyes. Mr. Gu, who was extremely intelligent, was finally leaving! Amid the crying of everyone, Gu Tianyuan's voice gradually became weak. Everyone listened carefully. He seemed to be silent, as if he was chanting "...The sky was connected to the clouds and the fog.

The galaxy is about to turn and dance thousands of sails... as if the dream soul returns to the emperor... I report the road to the longest... I am so glad that the sun is dusk."

"…There are amazing sentences in learning poetry... The wind of the 90,000 miles is rising.

The wind lingers..." The voice slowly disappeared until the surroundings were silent! The ambition was not fulfilled, and the heroic soul had passed away! Seeing Mr. Gu Tianyuan slowly turning into a cold corpse, everyone either lowered their heads and said nothing, or sighed to the sky.

If he could survive, what would this world become because of him?

No one knows now! In the sob wind, the intermittent cry of Miss Yang Yanling came.

During this night, many people seemed to have something broken in their hearts, but others were reshaped.

No one knows that this moment will be a huge turning point.

This Gu Tianyuan, who tried his best to die on the journey, finally changed their lives!... At midnight, the battlefield was silent.

On the fierce battle yesterday, the bodies of Mongolian soldiers had been found and collected one after another, and the bodies of the dead warriors in Cangyun Villa were randomly discarded on the battlefield like those dead war horses.

In the silence, a hole suddenly broke into the stomach of a bloody corpse of a war horse.

A small palm covered with blood suddenly stretched out from inside! The hidden arrow that Xiao Qian, who used a man's power to break the entire team with a fire bomb, burst out from the dead horse's belly with blood all over her body.

After that, she cut off a few pieces of bloody horse meat, found a Mongolian army sac from the dead horse, and walked south in the darkness.

On this endless battlefield full of blood and corpses.

The little girl's figure seemed so thin, but her steps were firm and stubborn!... In this battle, the Mongolian army shot and killed more than a hundred warriors from Cangyun Villa, but the small team they really wanted to annihilate not only did not see a single corpse, but even a weapon was not found.

They just picked up a bag of bullet shells... How could this be considered a reward?

So from the next day, the Mongolian army dispersed horses and cavalry again to find the traces of the team.

But at this time, it became increasingly difficult for them to find this team.

Wu Chaoyang was not only extremely smart when commanding the battle, but also very calm and good at analyzing.

He knew that almost all the activities of the Mongolian army were on the plains.

So their team was like a pack of wolves, walking through the steep roads and mountains.

In such a terrain, it is difficult for Mongolian cavalry to pass, and Marines who have experienced night combat and marching training can even lie down on the day and walk at night, so that those Mongolian cavalry can't find themselves.

When this team came all the way to the Yellow River under Wu Chaoyang's leadership.

After more than 20 days of hard fighting, the increasingly cold north wind has frozen the Yellow River.

So they crossed the ice river at night and entered the battlefield between the two countries where the forces of the Jin and Mongolian troops were intertwined and the situation was complicated.

Under such a battlefield situation, they could no longer receive the support of their own secret spies from the Jin Dynasty.

So they walked extremely hard as they walked across mountains and rivers and headed south.

Sometimes the remaining soldiers of the Jin army were killed and robbed, and sometimes the Mongolian reconnaissance cavalry went around to investigate the enemy situation and carry out reconnaissance missions.

On several occasions, they almost bumped into the enemy's large army.

Fortunately, not long after, they found the retreat route of the first team Zhao Jinding, and there they saw a squad of scout soldiers left by werewolf Awang, as well as about a dozen fierce wild wolves.

Using the excellent sense of smell and sensitivity to the enemy situation, they repeatedly avoided dangers and finally approached Nanjing, the Jin Dynasty.

After crossing the Nanjing line, the traces of the Mongolian army were no longer visible, and Wu Chaoyang immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The enemy that threatened them the most was finally left behind by himself! As for the Jin army, it turned out that the elite soldiers and generals of the Jin Kingdom were brought to the Song Dynasty by Wanyan Shouxu.

The remaining troops were still busy escorting the generals and local wealthy families running south.

Even the brigade, whose number of people exceeded that of the small team, had no intention of fighting with this Song army.

So they fought all the way, and they finally saw the surging Huai River! The team stopped here, abandoned the horses and tied up rafts by the Huai River, and entered the Huai River in the early morning.

Since the Jin army was attacking towns near Yangzhou on the south bank of the Huai River, it was still an enemy-occupied area. Moreover, the Jin army on the north bank of the Huai River was more well-equipped and the army quality was higher.

In this case, Wu Chaoyang did not rashly cross the Huai River, but let the raft flow down the center of the river and drift towards the direction of the Huai River estuary.

At this time, Kong Tianshu sat on the raft and watched the river gradually approach the coast.

He thought of the "Spring River and Sea" sword in his arms.
Chapter completed!