Call of the Deer

Chapter 482 Di Feng died, God of War fell

On the other side, Di Feng looked at the head of An Lu Mountain not far away, frowning, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes!
"Mud is mud, no matter how hard you try to lift it up, it doesn't matter if you die, I will do it myself!"

Poor An Lushan, even if all the tricks are exhausted, he will be dead anyway, either beheaded by the angry Beiming Leng, or killed by Di Feng!
But at this moment, there are less than [-] soldiers left in the valley, while the [-] soldiers under Di Feng's command are intact.

"Hmph, it seems that I still need to go out personally!"

Di Feng seemed dissatisfied, picked up a long halberd on one side, rode his horse and rushed down the valley along the side.

He wants to tell Beiming coldly that he will be killed by the horse, so that he can replace him and become the new generation of Beizhou God of War!

"Boom"

With the rumble of a series of horse hoofs, flying dust appeared in the valley, and Di Feng led his army to kill it.
But Beiming frowned coldly, and then clenched the cold spear in his hand, he knew that the real battle had just begun!
"Brothers, prepare to fight!"

Today, he will fight to the death to defend the majesty of his Xuanwu War Guard, which cannot be questioned or violated.

"Zhan, Xuanwu Zhanwei, Zhan Tiansha shakes the earth, what the pennant points to is flying ashes, Zhan!"

Facing the charging enemy army, the [-] Xuanwu warrior guards were fearless, and all of them breathed fire in their eyes, spreading their murderous intent.
"Hmph, it's just a dying struggle, Bei Mingleng, since you are going to bring your loyal soldiers to die, then I will fulfill you."

Di Feng squinted at Bei Ming Leng, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, as if the [-] Xuanwu Warrior Guards were just a bunch of pigs and dogs, ready to be slaughtered.

"Hmph, it's not certain who will live and who will die. Soldiers, follow me!"

Following Bei Mingleng's angry shout, tens of thousands of soldiers rushed towards the Great Yin Army led by Di Feng.

"Kill, don't leave a single one, let me slaughter them all!"

Di Feng gave a cold drink, and faced the famous Beizhou God of War, Bei Mingleng, without fear!
"Go to hell, Mountains and Rivers Breaking the World Halberd, Shattering Mountains and Rivers!"

"Xuanwu Yutian Spear, the spear splits all rivers!"

"Bah!" "Bah!" "Bah!"

The two of you come and go, it's indistinguishable that Di Feng, as a younger brother of the Di Xiao clan, is already good at martial arts, but the only thing he lacks is that he doesn't have the broad mind of the God of War, which makes Di Feng always brood
"Mountains and rivers break the world halberd, and all life is wiped out!"

The killing spirit of Emperor Feng's halberd technique is too heavy, and the endless evil spirit that the halberd points at first disturbs people's hearts!

"Xuanwu Yutian Spear, the spear moves the heavens!"

"when!"

With one move, the two retreated three steps, their faces turned pale, they were out of breath, and it was still difficult to decide between male and female!

A stern look flashed in Di Feng's eyes, he winked at one of the generals on the side, and rode his horse towards Bei Ming Leng again.
Difeng's war halberd suddenly stabbed at Bei Mingleng's crotch horse, while several flying arrows flew out from the other side, plunging towards Beimingleng!
"mean!"

"Bah!" "Bah!" "Bah!"

Seeing this, Bei Mingleng's face changed drastically, and he used his phantom marksmanship to knock the flying arrows away, but the war horse under his crotch was also attacked by Di Feng, his legs were cut off, and Bei Mingleng was thrown out!
"Go to hell! Hahaha!"

"puff!"

"Humph!"

In the battle between masters, one mistake made a mistake and the whole game was lost. As Bei Mingleng was thrown off his horse, how could Di Feng let go of such a good opportunity, rode his horse and approached, stabbed fiercely with the halberd, and pierced into the hole in the right abdomen. middle
For a moment, dripping with blood, Beiming Lenglan turned pale, and a large puddle of red pulp flowed out of his mouth!
"Puff puff"

"Hahaha. You."

Suddenly, a flash of determination flashed in Beiming's cold eyes, he grabbed the Difeng halberd with his left hand, and used phantom marksmanship with his right hand;
Under Di Feng's carelessness, he pierced Di Feng's throat fiercely, and after several blows, he pierced several blood holes in Di Feng's chest, and blood continued to flow out.
"Ahem. God of War is majestic and inviolable, so you should die!"

Bei Ming stood up struggling and glared at Di Feng coldly, with a cold aura exuding from his whole body, and a pool of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"General, what are they going to do?"

As Bei Ming killed Di Feng coldly and angrily, the momentum of Di Feng's soldiers was greatly reduced, and everyone showed fear, and did not dare to attack the Xuanwu warrior guard for a while!
"Kill, leave no one behind, only one side can leave Feiling Valley today!"

Bei Mingleng's complexion was not good, but the blood flowing from his belly and his cold tone were colder than Sandong's, making the Great Yin army feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, with a chill piercing through his bones, and a chill only hit his heart;

"Kill, brothers, kill his bitch, avenge the dead brothers, kill."

Following Bei Mingleng's angry roar, the remaining Xuanwu warriors rushed towards the Great Yin Army with murderous aura;
In an instant, Xuanwu Zhanwei was like a wolf in a herd of sheep, and the Great Yin army suffered heavy casualties. It was completely one-sided situation.

Beiming Leng took the lead, and kept sweeping out the cold spear in his hand, beheading every Yin army one by one.
Three hours later, the [-] Yin army was wiped out;

At this moment, there are only three thousand Xuanwu warrior guards alive, all wounded, supporting each other, and standing behind Beiming Leng with a sad face.

"Bury all brothers!"

Beiming had a sad expression on his face, his pale face was lifeless, and blood and tears flowed from his eyes;
After burying the dead Xuanwu Zhanwei, Bei Mingleng's face turned pale to the extreme, and he looked like he was on the verge of falling.

"General, you should treat the wound first to stop the bleeding!"

The lieutenant couldn't stand it anymore, so he asked Bei Mingleng!
"Target King City, follow this general!"

Beiming drank coldly, rode his horse and galloped towards Tianyin City
About five hours later, the three thousand Xuanwu warrior guards rushed to the outside of Tianyin City with tired faces!

At this time, the wound on Bei Mingleng's abdomen had solidified, his face was full of exhaustion, and he let his horse rein.

"Kacheng, Ben is about to meet the king!"

Beiming let out a cold and angry cry, his blood eyes staring at the guard at the top of the city!
The guard at the top of the city saw that Beiming was cold and stained with battle blood, and the three thousand Xuanwu warriors returned, his face was horrified, he didn't care about other things, he directly ordered the soldiers under the city to open the city and let him go, and he came down to greet him in person!

"General, what's wrong with you? Why do you only come back with so few people, General?"

Guard Xue Gang's face was solemn, and he asked in surprise. In his memory, Bei Mingleng had never been injured so badly before, and was so embarrassed!

"I want to see the king alone, please lead the way!"

Bei Ming glanced at Xue Gang coldly, his eyes were extremely cold.

Xue Gang didn't know when he would offend Bei Mingleng, and he felt uneasy in his heart, so he could only take Bei Mingleng to the Taixiao Palace to meet Emperor Xiao.

In the Taixiao Hall, Di Xiao sat alone on the throne, with his eyes closed, as if he was in a slumber;

"Report to the king, the general asks to see you!"

"Let him in!"

Hearing this, Di Xiao opened his eyes slightly, and said indifferently, as if he was extremely tired!

"The last general, Bei Mingleng, sees the king!"

Bei Ming Leng walked in precariously, knelt tremblingly, and saluted Di Xiao!

"Ai Qing is back?"

"Yeah, I was lucky enough to survive, and I came to meet the king on behalf of the soldiers who charged for the king!"

"Since Aiqing is back, brother Wang Feng should be dead. I've tried to persuade him, but he still doesn't listen. It's all my fault."

The tone of the two of them was as indifferent as water, as if they were talking about themselves, and they seemed to be sighing!
"My lord, the Beiming family has been loyal for generations, why can't your lord tolerate the last general?"

Bei Mingleng's face was blue and purple, he glared at Di Xiao, and finally roared in a low voice.

"Hahaha, yes, the Beiming clan has been loyal and loyal for generations, and they have shared weal and woe with our emperor's family. Why is it that this king is no longer in the same situation as before?"

"Why did the Kyushu seal not return? Why did Dongzhou have a Yanhuang king? Why did your son Bei Mingzhan appear beside the Yanhuang king to assist him? Tell the lonely king?"

Di Xiao smiled coldly when he heard the words, stood up from the throne, glared at Bei Ming Leng, his eyes were full of coldness.

"Hahaha, Your Majesty, the last general has been in the army for more than twenty years, and he has never had any second thoughts. Even though he knew that this time, he came back resolutely. Do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because the Beiming family has been loyal for generations, Leng cannot violate the ancestral precepts and discredit the family. This is Leng's fate and Leng's choice"

Beiming laughed coldly, his eyes were full of sadness, and there was endless desolation. Because of the excitement, the wound in his abdomen opened, and blood flowed out again, flowing on the hall.

"Oh, it's too late, I can't tolerate sand in my eyes, I can only wrong you, Aiqing, go all the way!"

"The Beiming clan, from now on, will have nothing to do with my emperor's family. This king will let them go. This is your reward for your dedication to my emperor's family for so many years."

"The [-] warriors who came back with you, this king will let them guard the northern border instead of you, and never return to the court!"

Di Xiao turned around, turned his back to Bei Mingleng, sighed, and said indifferently, but from his tone, he couldn't see any fluctuations in his heart!
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for being lenient, so that the last general will die without any regrets, and Your Majesty will not be afraid of the last general!"

Seeing Di Xiao's promise, Bei Mingleng leaned over and kowtowed with a relieved smile on his face!
"Aiqing, what else do you want to say?"

"My lord, when the last general goes west, I hope that the king can reuse Pang De, Li Daoshang, Li Wenzhong, and Lu Junyi. These four are all outstanding people, and they will surely fill the void left by the last general and General Difeng!"

Even before his death, Bei Ming Leng still did not forget to introduce talents to Di Xiao, it can be said that he did his best!
"The king will reuse them, Ai Qing can rest assured!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty. After the death of the General, I would like to ask you to bury the General at the foot of Polu Mountain in the north."

Bei Mingleng finally made his request!
"My king promises you!"

"Thank you. Big. Wang!"

Seeing that Di Xiao agreed to his request, Beiming closed his eyes in great relief, tilted his neck, and finally died
"Aiqing, let's go!"

"Come here, Bei Ming Leng died of serious injuries, closed court for three days, mourning for Bei Ming Leng, posthumously confers Bei Ming Leng as Marquis of Loyalty!"

Di Xiao looked at Bei Mingleng, who had a benevolent expression on his face and died peacefully, with a sad expression on his face, a trace of regret in his eyes, and then disappeared!

At the same time, Bei Minghao, who was going south, suddenly felt a pain in his heart, fell off his horse, and fainted
(End of this chapter)