Single Man Guarding a Lonely City, Invincible in the World

After Mrs. Guo was buried, women, children, and children hid in underground caves one after another. Unless the entire isolated city was destroyed, it would be difficult for enemy bandits to find them.

After 60 years of adherence, there are all the protective measures that the underground cave should have, but the food is increasingly scarce.

Standing at the top of the city, Gu Changan gently played the Konghou left by his grandmother. The left and right strings were stained with rust, and the sound was no longer clear and ethereal, more like the sound of a landslide in the Lingling Snow Mountain.

Every day was boring and repeated, until the yellow sand rolled in the Baili area, and the sound of iron hoofs rumbled like drums, shaking the horizon at the end of the sunset.

The sound of the horn is continuous, as if deliberately sounding the death knell for the lonely city.

The flag obscured the sky and the sun, and three thousand soldiers came like a black wave, and they were powerful!

The head general was wearing dark heavy armor, holding the black halberd that weighed almost 100 catties, standing like a giant in the dim sky.

"Carry the coffin!"

With a roar, his subordinate Erlang lifted the nanmu coffin in Shu and threw it hard in the direction of Qiuci City.

"At this point in the Western Regions, there is only the Great Barbarian Empire. Please die with peace of mind."

Facing the wind and sand, the Lord stared at the lonely city.

Tuoba Weiyang in the team was wearing armor and holding a sword. He also raised his head and stared at Wanglou's snow-white figure. There was only one chance to surrender.

"Thank you for the coffin."

Gu Changan stood leaning on the railing, and calmly put on his armor and washed his sword, and also took down the red flag that was inserted at the head of the city.

His long hair fluttered in the wind in the mountains, and in the eyes of the three thousand soldiers, he looked like a lonely and desperate banner from a distance.

Amidst the slaughter of the black wave, the lonely city seems so fragile and small.

"A siege?" Tuoba Weiyang drove forward and asked the general in a low voice.

The latter gave him a cold look, if it wasn't because of the status of the county owner, he really wanted to scold a blind idiot!

The flags that symbolize the soul of the army were taken, and Gu Changan made it clear that he was going to leave the city.

Tuoba Weiyang just wanted to ask again, his eyes were slightly stagnant, only to see the city gate slammed open, and one person came out with a sword and a flag.

The atmosphere is suffocating, a real one-man army, facing three thousand cavalry soldiers alone.

Although he was an enemy, the general could not help but be emotionally excited when he saw his majesty.

The determination to defend the territory of faith even before death, this supreme spirit even transcends the nation of races.

"Soldiers swear allegiance to the country to the death. You are, and so do I."

"Array!"

The main general waved his left arm, the iron cavalry was scattered in three directions, the bows and crossbow shields were lined up one after another, and the left wing was the stormtrooper in heavy armor.

The greatest respect for the enemy is to kill everything and go all out!

He did not have the slightest sympathy, and directly attacked the enemy with the strongest army.

In the swirling sand and dust, the stern young man inserted the flag into the ground, and the strong wind stood still, facing the strong killing force and said slowly:

"The bearer of the Central Plains, Gu Changan."

"Anxi's entire army, follow me to the death,"

In an instant, the elites of the barbarian army quickly pulled the spring and loaded the arrow, and after firing a round of crossbow arrows, they continued, sweeping out like dense raindrops.

Gu Changan stepped in the rain of arrows and moved forward step by step, Sen Hei's arrows almost obscured his vision.

A man who began to experience life and death battles at the age of ten perfectly displayed the sense of touch and judgment honed by the horror of death.

The seemingly extremely menacing crossbow arrow rubbed his shoulders, penetrated his armor and goggles and bounced back into the dust without causing any damage.

"Dog barbarian!" Gu Changan, who was galloping at a high speed, swung a sword to split an iron cavalry in two halves, and the horses were also torn apart.

Clang clang!

The arrows of the bow and crossbow stopped in an instant, and the order was extremely strict, followed by dozens of spears and spears, and more than a dozen soldiers pulled out the steel knives around their waists and charged silently.

Gu Changan strode forward, and took a dozen steps forward. The bronze sword fell like a flat mountain, and the thick sword energy swept away.

Cut down all the barbarians.

Only ten people were killed with one sword, and even the death state was exactly the same.

The edge of the sword qi swept past, and it was a large piece of flesh and blood, and the man's aura instantly reached its peak.

Tuoba Weiyang's face was pale, and she subconsciously clenched the reins of the horse, her legs tightly tucked between the horse's belly. This terrifying scene made her uncomfortable and even scared.

The blood-stained man in armor rushed into the battlefield alone, like a cold slaughtering beast, wantonly spreading its bloody fangs.

"Our army is in decline..." She hurriedly looked at the general under the banner.

The general was calm and calm, and the 100-pound black halberd in his hand did not move.

The situation of the battle was to be expected. If Gu Changan fell so easily, how could it be worthy of this carefully crafted Nanmu coffin, and how could it be worth 3,000 Erlang to go to the battlefield.

but.

When the manpower will eventually run out, this is a truth spread in the empire, Shenzhou, and rivers and lakes.

Even the unparalleled powerhouse giants will also be in a dilemma when they are exhausted.

"Attack!" The main general waved his halberd, accompanied by a loud horn sound.

Boom!

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and the fierce soldiers of the barbarian country are holding various weapons and switching positions.

The sword energy broke through the armor, and the force was like breaking bamboo. The scarlet bronze ancient sword easily took the lives of several people.

The simplest trapping tactic is to give up three black pieces to force white to move, and then give up seven more to force white to move, until the last twenty black pieces are overwhelmed and white is trapped in the corner, unable to move one step.

Looking at the horrific bloody sky, Tuoba Weiyang's heart was beating violently, and his life on the battlefield was not as good as a must.

But she could see that Gu Changan couldn't maintain his peak posture, his sword swing became slower and slower, and his footsteps became heavier and heavier.

About to collapse!

At least five hundred imperial sons perished under his sword, and will eventually be exhausted.

puff!

There was a violent collision, and the bronze blade was pulled out of the enemy's neck with difficulty, but the head was never cut off.

With a cold face, the commander captured this subtle detail and immediately roared and ordered:

"Listen to the order, hit him to death!"

The iron cavalry with heavy armor roared and shouted, and as the main general rushed into the battlefield with a black halberd, hundreds of heavy cavalry shot out like a crossbow ready to go.

The turbulent weather of the mountain and tsunami slammed into the lonely man, and the bronze sword slashed, but the sword did not disturb the heavy cavalry and long snake formation.

Almost in the blink of an eye, it was as if a giant dragon collided, and Gu Changan, like a mountain that had been smashed by the waist, smashed seventy feet into the distance, and a corner of the city wall collapsed.

Gu Changan spat out a mouthful of pitch-black blood, and leaned on the ground with the long sword in his hand, barely able to support his figure.

"Strong!" Tuoba Weiyangwu used a long whip in his hand, and a general who could lead three thousand soldiers was really not a generalist.

Gu Changan's death was a certainty. She took off her helmet and rode her horse in front of the heavy cavalry battle formation. Qingyue's reserved voice travelled far.

"Do you regret it?"

As long as it hits again, the lonely city that is sixty years late will become the territory of the empire.

No toast, no food, fine drink, no powerful and wealthy women, but they will be buried under the city of Qiuci.

Gu Changan's mouth was oozing blood, his eyes were calm, and he said softly:

"You are not qualified to ask me this sentence as a winner."

After he finished speaking, he looked sideways at the watchtower of the city wall, where every inch of the texture had been touched, and he was so bored that he even counted the bricks of the city wall.

Can't lose it.

Zheng!

Without hesitation, he picked up the long sword and stabbed it towards his chest, not inch by inch until the bloody blade emerged from his back.

The atmosphere of the battlefield was suddenly dead, and such a horrifying scene made the brave soldiers of the barbarian country tremble with fear.

Then it felt right again.

Suicide is always the most dignified way to die.

"Good death!" Tuoba Weiyang grumbled, seeing with his own eyes that this man was not happy.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, he is a lonely hero after all, and the death of a hero will always touch the hearts of the world.

But in an instant, she felt something was wrong.

Gu Changan's eyes shone with a terrifying red light, as if a strange phoenix nirvana was happening in his pupils.

Several streaks of scarlet blood flowed out from the five senses, and there was a terrifying invisible force swallowing the gust of wind, no, it was poured in from between heaven and earth.

He slowly pulled out the bronze sword in his body.

There is not a drop of blood on the sword, only the whole body is red, as if drawn from a thousand years of fire.

"kill!"

The commander's expression was ferocious, and for the first time, his eyes were terrifying, and he frantically called for the entire army to charge.

Gu Changan leaned against the city wall, quietly watching the blood hole in his chest, ignoring the tearing pain from his internal organs.

When he killed the enemy for the first time, he found that fire was born in his body, and as more and more heads were under the sword, the fire gradually grew.

Today, he pierced the fire and pierced his body.

I just want to do my best to defend the territory of this Chinese nation, that's all.

The rumbling iron hooves swept over, and the arrows and spears enveloped the bloody people on the city wall.

"This sword swept the enemy bandits, this sword is worthy of the Central Plains."

Gu Changan was not hysterical, let alone unbridled madness, only abyss-like calm.

He waved his fiery red bronze sword and said only two words:

"Cut the sky."