It was he who recruited Xiang Jiangfei into the army. He had shouted loudly under the campfire many times, saying that he wanted to defeat him, surpass him, and let him call him "big brother".
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No chance.
Yin Xuanlin was lying on the dusty ground, and there seemed to be shouting in his ears, but he couldn't hear it clearly. There were only four or five remaining soldiers among dozens of people. The soldier dragged Yin Xuanlin to the mountain wall next to him, hesitating without any thought. Looking at this silent valley seems more terrifying than fighting.
They have no flares, no water, and no food. They have no way out in this valley and can only wait to die.
"General, great general" They placed all their hopes on Yin Xuanlin. Even though they knew there was no way out, as long as they saw Yin Xuanlin, they seemed to have the faith to live.
"Wait." Yin Xuanlin with trembling hands tore off the cloth strips on his body and wrapped them around the wound to stop the bleeding.
"Don't move, talk less, and stay awake." Yin Xuanlin waited for a while before standing up and moving towards the corpses. He tried to loot some things, food, from our and enemy soldiers. Or water.
It¡¯s a pity that he was disappointed and had nothing.
Yin Xuanlin no longer had much strength, and it was extremely difficult to even take a step. He leaned against the mountain wall and slid down, looking at the sky and waiting.
He has experienced too many moments of life and death, but he has never been as desperate as he is today. It is as if the breath of death has shrouded his head, and there is no hope of life at all. As time goes by, this feeling becomes more profound.
The wound was too deep, but he just sat here for a while, the blood soaked in the armor and flowed to the ground. His vision gradually blurred, and he almost relied on his last belief to hold on to his will.
It was getting dark and someone fell.
Once you fall down, you will never get up again.
Yin Xuanlin reached out and took out the jade hairpin from his arms. The white jade hairpin was soaked with blood. His vision was a little blurry, and he seemed to hear Fu Mingjiao's call, calling him general in a soft and gentle voice.
There was a white jade hairpin stuck in the black bun, and the smile on her raised lips asked him if she looked good.
Jiaojiao.
Jiaojiao
He is so cute.
Yin Xuanlin tightened his grip on the hairpin in his hand little by little. He seemed to have a strong unwillingness in his heart. He had to fall down because his tenderness was still waiting for him.
The rocks shook, as if the enemy was trying to move the rocks and climb over.
The coach of Dayeguo, what a tempting result this is, Beixing will never let go of this opportunity.
Yin Xuanlin held the hairpin in one hand and the broken sword in the other. As if he was using up his last strength, he stood up and moved towards the entrance of the valley step by step. He held the sword firmly and inserted it into the ground, then stood at the entrance of the valley. , as if it has surpassed millions of words.
The sky breaks and the morning light shines.
The soldiers who were almost in despair behind them suddenly seemed to have their fighting spirit rekindled at this moment. Looking at the majestic figure of the general in the distance, the tremors in their chests were unparalleled. At this moment, Yin Xuanlin was like a god in their hearts.
The god in your heart will never fall.
The three or two remnant soldiers dragged their bodies and had to crawl over.
No matter what the outcome is, at this moment they are the most powerful warriors in the world.
The vibration of the rocks became more and more huge. Just as the rocks on the top rolled down, the sky suddenly bloomed with beautiful colorful clouds and red clouds. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com