This is a showdown between the passionate scholar and the Iron-Blooded Imperial Guard

This is a showdown between flesh and blood and blade and gun.

This is a duel where either the blood of killing flows into a river or there will inevitably be one side retreating.

This is even more a showdown between will and oppressive will

The imperial guards were transferred out of the camp and rushed to intercept the array in front of Qingjin Torrent. After the general who led the army breathed a sigh of relief, he turned around and looked back at the back.

He was waiting for the order from the rear. Since receiving the news from the petty official of the Gongyuan Court, the commander of the Imperial Army reported the news to the imperial city without delay. Then he beat the drum and gathered the generals, and selected him to lead his troops here with dense clouds and rain to complete the exhibition.

At the beginning of the exhibition, seeing the torrent of Qingjin being intimidated by the army's military, the light murderous aura began to appear loose under the murderous aura of the sword and spear. While the general in charge of the army smiled proudly, he also secretly complained in his heart that Shuai Ye was sending messages to the imperial palace city too quickly, and he was really a little bit of a big deal, which would weaken the imperial guard's edge.

But a group of corrupt scholars, the imperial guards did not scatter and flee as soon as the enemy arrived? Why should the emperor worry? And wait for these corrupt scholars to escape everywhere, and after the riot in front of him subsided, then the palace city would be transmitted. What a great achievement and glory would it be?

The complaint in my heart has not yet ended. The chants of the scholars, "I am born with what I want, I am righteous, I am sacrificed for righteousness" have already sounded, and it has come more and more fiercely.

At this time, the general of the leading army felt something was wrong. He couldn't help but look back at the high horse.

Why haven't the order from behind come yet?

When Qingjin blew in the third round, the momentum was already a tsunami that shook the sky and the earth. The tragic and loneliness that burst out from this actually suppressed the Lingling murderous aura of the imperial guards.

When he was immersed in the scene, facing the fierce aura emitted by the torrent of Qingjin, the general of the army suddenly felt a sudden heat on his body, and his forehead was dry. It was clearly the cold spring weather, but there seemed to be beads of sweat coming out.

Looking back for the third time, the damn order has not arrived yet!

I thought that as soon as the army arrived, those corrupt scholars would definitely flee in scattered places. All they had to do was to chase and catch people by the eagle.

I thought that the military commander was pointing to the point of this riot, and what they wanted to do was not just to shine their military power.

But now, these corrupt scholars have not only not scattered and fled, but also become tighter and tighter, and their momentum is so strong that they are trying to get to the point of being eye-catching.

Not only was this riot not as powerful as he imagined, but it also became stronger when it became stronger. It had expanded from the previous wildfire to the current brilliance of the fire. As long as there was another spark, the oil would explode with a burst of oil.

That fucking damn order still didn't come!

How will I deal with it?

what to do?

what to do?

Today, at this moment, when the torrent of tribute students hit the iron armored soldiers

When Qingjin students made the decision to lead the sword quickly before the blade and spearhead, they were destined to make the same seemingly simple choice:

Enter?

Or withdraw?

It was a sword and a gun that was used to slaughter the streets, and the riots were quelled with Lingling's troops.

Still separate the troops and give way, let Qingjin roll forward

Life is always facing endless choices. There are many choices to be free and many choices to escape, but there is one choice that is to escape, and to avoid them. With a single thought, life and death are judged.

This is a choice with no way out. This is a choice you will never want to encounter, and you will have no choice after encountering it.

This is: a choice!

The orders from the rear still did not come. This general who had always been a commander, was forced to make a destined decision in his life:

Or withdraw?

Or die?

The result of his choice not only determines the life and death of these Qingjin scholars, but also determines his own life and death destiny.

The general who can be the commander of the imperial guards strictly controlled by the Holy Emperor of the current Holy Spirit, and who can perform such a task today by the Shuai Ye, is absolutely not stupid. He can completely imagine what the result will be when swords and guns are used together and blood stains the streets.

The people involved in the riot today are so special. Look at the Qingjin area. This is JJ Shilin, who has been tributed to Shendu in various states in the world. He is the seed of elite scholars in the world.

If these people were slaughtered in his hands...

retreat?

How to withdraw?

The place where this riot torrent is the imperial city! It is the palace city! And that is exactly the entire meaning of the existence of the imperial guards, and it is a place that requires them to defend with their blood and life. As an imperial guard general, how should he retreat at this moment?

If this green collar torrent rolls into the imperial city or even the palace city, what will happen if he does...

The orders from behind still did not arrive

The heat on the forehead of the commander-in-chief was almost instantly aroused into beads of sweat, cold and cold!

In a dilemma, between the battle between heaven and man, the imperial guards' eyes that had already struggled to the point of ferocious distortion met Tang Song's eyes.

When the eyes were colliding, there was a thunder roaring sound in the silent place.

Two men who were forced to the front line of life and death, two men who had to make a choice between life and death, just used their will as a sword and gun to collide together.

Just as the collision of wills splashed silent thunder, Tang Song took a step and rushed towards the blade with his naked flesh and blood body.

Between life and death, Tang Song did everything he could

Between life and death, Tang Song made the final choice with this step of not retreating but advancing.

Watching the people's blood rush up, tears were forced out of their dry eyes

The tribute students were already crazy, and tears were splattering in their blood-filled eyes

Nothing to do

Another sound that was also dry and hoarse, roared out like thunder:

retreat!

This is the most direct line of the sacred emperor who was drawn back from the northeastern army before the Holy Emperor ascended the throne. The number of troops was as big as "Ten Thousand Cavalry". This is the sharpest imperial guard in the Tang Dynasty in the past 300 years; they set up a formation that had been practiced countless times. After the military order, the entire black armored military formation almost shrank towards both sides of the long street like a receding tide. The flowing movements even had a shocking beauty.

The standard single-hook spear with a cold glow suddenly retreated from Tang Song’s face!

Without the blockage of blades and spearheads and the blockage of the iron armored army, the long street in front of Tang Song became empty again.

In front, the imperial city is so clear that it seems to be within reach!

Seeing the imperial guards retreat like flowing, the onlookers' eyes suddenly relaxed without having time to wipe the tears, and then they couldn't help but cheer. The sound of cheering was so loud that they seemed to deliberately use this cheer to spit out the blood that had just rushing up in their hearts and vent it completely.

In the torrent of Qingjin, the tribute students were also cheering, while letting the tears in their eyes flow more and faster, while cheering as much as possible.

At this moment, they felt that they were really powerful and powerful.

Listening to the cheers of the landslides and tsunamis that could wrap the entire god in, the imperial guards retreated to both sides of the long street breathed a sigh of relief when they relaxed their highly tense bodies.

Somehow, this group of iron-blooded men who had fought on the northeastern border for many years and never frowned slightly between guns and arrows. The elite soldiers who were personally selected by the Holy Emperor to be transferred to the Shendu Capital were just scared.

After they had just set up their formation, although they were still as still as iron and stone as a mountain without following the military order, the iron bone Dan wrapped in their cold appearance was really scared in their hearts.

I was afraid to hear the military order that had made them excited countless times:

kill!

Are they afraid of killing people? No, those who are afraid of killing people cannot enter this sharp army of "ten thousand cavalry" outside the name.

Are they afraid of being killed? No, the people who are afraid of being killed have long died on the northeastern frontier of "The smoke and dust of the Han family are in the northeast".

The Imperial Guards who never knew what they were afraid of, and who were never afraid of killing or being killed were scared this time.

Why? These rough men of Fengshuang couldn't understand the reason. The only thing they knew was that the fear just now was so real. Once they heard the military order to "retreat", they were relieved when they retreated for the first time.

The soldiers were relieved, and a captain who led the army looked at the torrent of the torrent that continued to advance towards the imperial city, but was anxious. He leaned over and said to the general who led the army: "Sir..."

The leader seemed to be extremely tired after a whole day of fierce battle. As soon as the captain opened his mouth, he raised his hand to stop him. There was infinite loneliness and infinite relief in his voice, "If I had to die, then I would rather choose a better way to die!"

"At least, let those ancestors not be scolded for me; at least, let those two little boys who are also studying are not despised by their classmates and cannot be afforded by those ""! I retire today, even if I die tomorrow, these two little boys will remember me for the rest of their lives! If I kill today, even if I get promoted tomorrow, maybe they will look down on me, and it will be the rest of their lives."

At this point, the general of the leading army smiled lonely and relievedly, "I have been conceited for my whole life that even if I am not a hero, I am at least a hero. If I get to the point of being even looking down on my own son, I am still considered a damn hero. Rather than that, I would rather die this time, at least a hero will die."

Listening to this, looking at the lonely but relieved smile of the general, the captain smiled bitterly, saying nothing again, and never persuaded him again.

Looking at the torrent of Qingjin rolling under the war horses in front of him, the captain and the general of the army both turned their eyes to the imperial city not far ahead.

Glorious, towering,

At this moment, no more powerful force could arrive in time.

The torrent of Qingjin in front of them was unstoppable!

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