Chapter 192 Chapter Thirty-Six

The scent of roses dissipated in the night wind, and there was no sound. She stood on the high city wall, her eyes passed through the layers of cold armor, and stopped on that person.The torrent of years passed by her ears suddenly, making a whining sound, like a hurricane in the wilderness, whistling like an eagle on a mountain top. The pitch-black battle flag fluttered in the wind above Yan Xun's head, the pitch-black night was like a mass of thick ink, the sky was low pressure, the stars and the moon were dark, thousands of torches were hunting and burning, and it seemed to be covered with a layer of blood on the face. Light.Yan Xun stood on the chariot made of gold, holding a golden bow, wearing a black python robe, eyebrows like swords, flying obliquely into the temples, slightly raised his head, slender eyes, quietly watching the familiar figure in his memory .

There was dead silence on the entire battlefield, and everyone held their breath. Only the sound of the war drum, like the heart of the earth, beat on the person's spine one by one, causing the blood in the blood to boil. Time was so frozen, they looked at each other silently, their eyes intertwined, and they condensed in one place in mid-air. Finally, the tide-like army rushed forward, and a life-and-death battle finally started. In an instant, the cavalry showed their bows and arrows in unison, and amidst the sharp whistling wind, the arrows emptied out, pouring down on the soldiers' heads like raindrops.Countless people rushed up, and the battle showed horrific cruelty at the very beginning, sending chills down the spine.

Screams, howls, and orders mixed together, the horses galloped wildly, the rolling stones were like thunder, the swords were sharp, and the dark clouds covered the cold moon. Even the world closed its eyes for this cruel battle. After a day and night of fighting, the eastern city gate suddenly opened wide, and the Xiuli army who had fought hard all night rode out of the city while the Yanbei army was changing their formation.They rushed all the way to the bank of the Iron Line River, where the roads were narrow and unbearable to be attacked by the army. The Yanbei Army had to abandon their horses and rush over. Cross the river from the most turbulent part of the river.

"My lord, be careful!" "Your Majesty, be careful!" Almost at the same time, Yan Xun and Chu Qiao raised their bows and crossbows, and the arrows pierced through the void and headed towards each other. There were two ding ding sounds at the same time, but the arrows did not shoot into the air, which attracted a burst of exclamation from the surrounding guards. . On the big river, Chu Qiao stood on the raft, looking at Yan Xun from afar. She knew that this fight was just for show, Yan Xun couldn't really stop her. Yan Xun and Princess Jing'an are allies, and they have to guard Hanshui for her, but once Princess Jing'an really invades Tangjing and allows the descendants of King Jing'an to ascend to the throne, his future will be cut off , so he can't win this battle, but he can't lose ugly either.

He still needs to delay the Bian-Tang civil war by himself, and leave the door of Tanghuguan for him. Rows of torches spread across the river, and the darkness before dawn was like a ferocious devil, inserting its claws into people's eyes. The sky and the earth were blood-red, and the wind blew past, raising flames all over the sky. Yan Xun was sitting on horseback, the horse pawed restlessly, his back was still straight, his whole body was filled with the majesty of an emperor, like a god in the dark world.His eyes were sharp and far away, across the wide river, and stopped at the figure who was thin but always strong on the opposite side.The night wind blew, raising her hair at the temples, and the blood-stained armor shone brightly under the firelight. She was riding on a war horse, looking at him silently across the raging river and raging fire.

At that moment, Yan Xun's memories of the ice suddenly cracked, he could even hear the slight sound, some messy pictures, just like that, popping out of the turbulent water. how long ago?It's been too long, as if it happened in the previous life, so long that he can hardly remember it. It was also the same night, the dead silence after such a fight, and the same pair of eyes, looking at him quietly across the pulsating river.The fire in Zhenhuang City was raging, and the endless shouts of killing echoed freely in the wasteland. The young people turned their heads resolutely, headed in their own direction, and did what they thought was right.

Maybe, a long, long time ago, everything was doomed. They are like two meteors diverging from north to south. Even though there was a brief intertwining due to many reasons, they still have to go on the road of separation and walk along their respective tracks. ,Farther. Standing on the embankment with a knife, Chu Qiao watched with her own eyes the last army crossing the Hanshui River. The vast river surface was like a moat separating them from the east and west sides. Thousands of lives and souls sank into the river. In the furnace, everything is coal, and what is calcined on the fire is the blood and hope of countless people, as well as their diametrically opposed beliefs.She looked at Yan Xun, all of her thousands of thoughts were reduced to dust, and one hundred thousand armored soldiers disappeared from sight, leaving only the man in black robe standing proudly between the sky and the earth, his eyes like wolves, It seems that many years ago he got up from the Jiuyou Terrace step by step, even though there was no one behind him, he had a chill that could destroy the world.

"grown ups!" Ping An was in a mess, ran up with red eyes, raised his head and said, "We lost more than 6,000 brothers in this battle." Chu Qiao lowered her head, and saw that the young man's face was still wet with blood. The child who had lived in a peaceful environment for many years had grown up. After experiencing the baptism of blood, his eyes were no longer pure. "Ping An, to achieve any goal, there is a price to pay." The general of the Xiuli Army sat on the horseback and watched silently the long dragon lighting the torches. After a long time, he said in a low voice: "True peace must always be obtained through war."

Pingan frowned, half understanding, and murmured, "True peace?" "Yes, I can't see it, and maybe you can't see it either, but someone will see it after all." Chu Qiao raised her head, and finally looked towards the side of Hanshui. The fire had been gradually extinguished, and there were layers of green smoke rolling on the surface of the river. Under the far eastern horizon, there was a faint golden glow. That The man was wearing a black battle armor, and the cloak behind him was fluttering in the night wind. Although she couldn't see his brows clearly, she could clearly imagine his expression and outline, just like that afternoon many years ago, when he sat Immediately shot an arrow at her, and he saved her life, and she stayed with him for ten years.

She stretched out her hand to hold her right arm, where there was an arm guard made of black iron, which could not be pierced even by crossbow arrows. It was a gift from Zhao Song to her, there was a pair, and she gave him one. She turned her head resolutely, submerged into the rolling army, whipped her horse, and never looked at the way she came. To the west of Hanshui, Yan Xun turned his horse's head, and the general of his subordinates ran up and asked, "Your Majesty, don't you want to chase?" Without saying a word, Yan Xun walked past him, walked a long way before saying calmly, "Retreat."

The army was leaving like a tide, and the sun was just rising under the horizon, and a ray of light quietly spread on the earth.The two armies running in opposite directions eventually drifted away. In the empty big tent, a general in armor knelt on the ground. He had been kneeling here for a long time. The sun gradually set and night came, and the big tent was pitch black. Only the golden fur inlaid with oriental beads There is a faint light, vaguely illuminating the outline of that person, like a mountain peak. The man didn't speak all the time. After returning from the Iron Line River, he sat there all the time, as if he had forgotten everything around him.The green grass outside the tent is swaying gently, exuding the smell of hope in the night wind. It is midsummer in Biantang in May, and there are crisp and melodious cicadas singing at night. The grass on the wasteland is as tall as half a person. The famous insects were swimming in mid-air, with faint phosphorescent lights on their wings, and the stars were shining brightly. It was too quiet in the big tent, the general in armor didn't dare to move, he didn't even dare to breathe, he didn't even dare to light a lamp.He is not the original veteran of the Yanbei Army, nor is he the old department of the Emperor Yan. In fact, there are not many old troops left who followed the Emperor Yan. Now this group of people in the army are all fighting back with one sword and one gun. of.Although His Majesty is gloomy and unpredictable, but rewards and punishments are clear, and he has made great military achievements. As long as you dare to fight and kill, you are not afraid that you will not have a chance to succeed. The general's surname is Mu, and his ancestors are also from a scholarly family. Although he has fallen into decline in his generation, he is still literate and has a little knowledge of the art of war.Relying on this insight, he was promoted step by step, and in just a few years, he has become the leading general in the Yanbei Army. Unlike others, the general felt that His Majesty was not as violent as the rumors said.Yes, he once killed his teacher, killed his sister, and killed a group of people from the Great Peer Association who had assisted him for many years, but so what?Perhaps the people in it will feel that His Majesty is ungrateful and will scold His Majesty for being a wolf and ambitious, but ordinary people like them can see clearly that the big peers are ignorant of military affairs and government affairs. For many years, the north has made no achievements. The north is invaded by dog ​​soldiers, and the east is controlled by the Great Xia. They are unable to protect the subjects of Yanbei, but they insist on dictating the government.For such people, if His Majesty does not deter and suppress them with thunderous means, he will only once again foster a Datong regime with chaotic factions in the land of Yanbei. What is it to kill a few people for a big event? In the struggle for power since ancient times, when has blood flowed like a river? The difference between a successful emperor and ordinary people is that they look at problems from different angles. Are they looking at the overall situation or personal relationships? Therefore, General Mu really didn't have a good impression of the former beautiful general. According to his thinking, it is really difficult for women to achieve great things. "Mu Lang," a deep voice suddenly sounded, the tent was empty, and there was a faint echo at the end of the sound.Hearing this, Mu Lang straightened up quickly, and then heard the people above continue to say: "Send a message to Cheng Yuan and ask him to divide up the Songyuan Ferry and guard it tightly. Since the Xiuli Army wants to go in so much, let them go in. The army is still waiting inside." "yes." "In addition, tell him not to attack Zhao Yang's army, but to attack Zhao Che with all his strength, and must destroy Zhao Che's food and grass, no matter how much it costs." "yes." Mu Lang quickly replied: "This subordinate will send someone to pass the message to Baizhi Pass." Yan Xun shook his head, his face could not be seen clearly in the darkness: "No need, just go back tomorrow morning, don't worry." Mu Lang was slightly taken aback, the military situation was on fire, how could he not be in a hurry?But when Yan Xun said this, he didn't dare to refute, he just knelt there quietly, not daring to speak. "Come, have a drink with me." Yan Xun slightly arched his waist, lowered his head to pour the wine, under the faint pearl light, he looked a bit slumped.Mu Lang was overwhelmed by the flattery, quickly got up and walked forward in small steps, took the wine glass, but did not dare to sit down. Yan Xun casually pointed to the seat beside him and said, "Sit down, don't stand there." Mu Lang sat down cautiously, drank it all in one gulp and said, "Thank you Your Majesty for giving me the wine." Yan Xun also raised his head to drink, Mu Lang hurriedly poured wine for him, and he said with a faint smile: "It's been a long time since no one drank with me. It was forced by the environment and I couldn't drink. Now the environment is better, and I can drink with me." People are gone." Mu Lang's arm trembled slightly. He is a smart man. Ever since Yan Xun ordered to stop chasing and killing the Xiuli Army last night, he felt that something was wrong. Hearing Yan Xun's words now, he felt more and more that he had listened to what he shouldn't have heard. up. "Come." Yan Xun said casually, and even took the wine glass to lightly hit Mu Lang's wine glass, the mellow red wine juice poured on his fingers, he didn't care, the fist-sized wine bottle has a large capacity, But he always drank it in one gulp, and after a while, most of the pot of wine had been drunk. Yan Xun talked a lot tonight, it seemed that he talked more than in the past month. He asked Mu Lang about the food of the army, how many people were there in his family, whether his parents were still alive, whether he was in good health, how many children he had, and whether he had ever studied. , married several wives, and even asked him with a smile if the prostitutes in the military prostitute camp were pretty. Mu Lang was shocked. He had no chance to meet Yan Xun before. He heard everything he knew. Now that he was so approachable, he felt that his original choice was not wrong. As for the woman who dared to betray His Majesty and seek refuge with Bian Tang, she was I don't even know what is good or bad. After chatting like this until late at night, the drum rang three times, Yan Xun seemed to be a little drunk, half leaning on the couch, chatting lazily, and gradually quieted down.Mu Lang thought he was asleep, picked up the brocade quilt beside him and covered him, then carefully exited the big tent. The big tent became quiet again, and the Yanbei long tune, which was softly hummed by the soldiers far away, echoed so melodiously in the night sky, with a bleak taste, circling round and round.The man in the darkness opened his eyes, those pitch-black eyes were as clear as water, and there was not even a trace of drunkenness in them. Only myself was left again. The surrounding area is empty and cold, with no one around, the wind blowing outside is obviously mellow and warm, but when it blows into the tent, for some reason, there is a bit of coolness.He was lying alone on a wide soft couch, with a brocade quilt, a jade pillow and a beaded tent. The incense sticks in the incense burner swirled up layer by layer. Soothing effect. However, with such a gorgeous high bed and soft couch, such a quiet warm spring night, he was the only one after all.Just like that night many years ago, she was taken away by someone, and she traveled all the way south in a huge boat. He stood on the tower of Beishuo Pass, looking at the Bailian, the snow piled up in the wilderness, and the mountains and rivers were like iron. Out of his grasp, away from him. In fact, as early as when he was still very young, he had already predicted the future situation. She has always been just and kind. No matter how dangerous or difficult she is, even if she is covered with pain, she will never give up her expectations and hopes for the future.At the beginning, he was still encouraging her, but gradually, she was supporting him, she described their future for him, she told him her ideals and aspirations, she told him her political views And hope, no matter what dangers she encounters, she will always be strong enough to find a solution, teach him sword skills and arrow skills, military law and political strategy, Wu Daoya is his teacher in name, but what he learned from her , but much more than from elsewhere. She is his good teacher and helpful friend, his relatives to rely on, and the only woman he has ever loved in his life. However, the more this happened, the more uneasy he felt, the more worried and fearful he became.He didn't know when it started, he suddenly realized that maybe one day they would part ways, and one day she would leave him. When did it start? Maybe it was when she sympathized with the slaves, maybe it was when she and Zhao Song became closer, maybe it was when she explained to him the stability and prosperity of the future society, maybe it was earlier, he couldn't remember.He just vaguely knew that maybe one day in the future, he would eventually disappoint her, hurt her, and shatter that precious trust and dependence. So, he tried every means to squeeze her out, trying to get her out of military politics, not wanting her to see the blood on his hands, and not wanting her to see the ferocity and cruelty of his unscrupulous means to achieve his goals. He is not a hunter who broke the wings of the white eagle, but a night owl destined to walk in the dark night. When the long eternal night passed, the world began to be divided into black and white, and he began to be afraid. There was a deep laughter in the darkness, and his eyes were slightly fascinated. He suddenly remembered that when he was a child, the insecure teenager asked over and over again: "Will you be with me forever?" The girl smiled brightly, raised her head and asked him, "Will you bully me?" Will you bully me?Will you bully me?Do you know…… Close your eyes, the crisp sound is like rolling waves, coming from all directions. I want the best for you. But the things that I think are the best are not what you want. In the darkness, a crisp sound suddenly sounded, Yan Xun unfastened the buckle on his right arm, and the silver black iron arm guard fell off and fell to the ground. The faint pearl light shone on it, giving it a glaze-like brilliance. It was given to her by Zhao Song. There is a pair in total. She gave one to him. It has been more than ten years. "When I decided to set off, I knew that your life was destined not to belong to me. You were born for the light, but I have too many bloody ideals, so I want you to surrender to me and obey my orders. I, follow me all my life. Unfortunately, I still failed in the end." He laughed silently in the dark. To achieve any goal, there is a price to pay, and he has already paid. "No one wants to be mediocre in life. The question is, when an opportunity is presented to you, do you really dare to take it?" In the darkness, the man's voice was low and hoarse, like an old man who had gone through several generations of reincarnation. He was lying on the golden fur couch, and the mellow wine was splashed on the table, emitting an intoxicating aroma.In his brocade robe and fine attire, he silently opened the corners of his mouth in the darkness, smiling like an innocent child. "Zhuge Yue, do you dare to ask for it?" "I can not do it." Zhuge Yue looked at the man in front of him with firm eyes, and said in a calm tone. Zhuge Muqing's head is covered with gray hair, white hair and chicken skin. In just a few short years, he has already consumed all the youth of this old man. He is like a pool of dead water, with no life left. He is just carrying the last madness. He stared at his son with bloodshot eyes. "Zhao Che has already been defeated, and Zhao Yang can't hold on for long. Now in the entire Great Xia territory, only you can turn the situation around. As long as my Zhuge family abandons Zhao Yang now, he will definitely be defeated and collapsed. When the time comes, you will raise your arms and shout, and the world will be defeated." Yunji responded, when the time comes, you will be the number one person in Great Xia, and in ten years, my Zhuge clan will be able to defeat Yanbei and ascend to the throne of the Nine Cauldrons!" Zhuge Muqing's eyes were red, like a wild beast, staring straight at his son, grabbing Zhuge Yue's shoulders with both hands, and shouting loudly: "Yue'er, Da Xia's future and destiny, my Zhuge family's future , it's all in your mind!" Zhuge Yue looked at his father quietly, without speaking for a long time. My father was old, and he was no longer the leader of the family who looked forward to the future and ignored the trend. He became vain, stupid, and crazy. In his life, he never seemed to get close to his father.Since he was very young, he lost his mother. When he was young, he walked alone in the huge Zhuge mansion, as quiet as the shadow of a tree.It wasn't until he grew up and gradually relied on his own efforts to stand out among his brothers of the same generation that he let this father who had too many women and too many sons pay more attention. But later, he fell down, was injured, and survived a narrow escape, but the family mercilessly abandoned him. Until he took power again and brought glory to the family again, but they still chose his elder brother and wanted to kill him.This is his family, his relatives. However, he still couldn't completely resent them. As Wei Shuye said, no matter how disgusted and repulsed they are, they are still the children of the powerful family and have enjoyed all the glory brought by the powerful family since they were young. Similarly, they also need to shoulder the responsibilities of the powerful family. After all, he is his father, the father who raised him, taught him, was happy for his achievements, and happy for his progress.Even though he was ruthless and ruthless, he still gave him a peaceful and prosperous childhood. When he was too young to protect himself, he stood in front of him, protecting him and the whole family. "Father, I can't do it." Zhuge Yue took a step back, bowed his head to his father, and bowed deeply. "A human hand is only so big that it can't hold everything." The candle was crackling, and the light of the fire shone on his face with a pale golden glow. He looked at his father calmly, and said quietly: "I am grateful to my father for his upbringing, but I can't do this." .” "Daxia lost me, and there are other generals, and my father lost me, and there are other sons, and if Xing'er loses me, there is no hope." He bent down again, facing the father who gave birth to him, raised him, abandoned him and killed him, with calm eyes and a peaceful face. "Father, take care." Zhuge Yue turned around and left, the candlelight shone on his back, making him look so tall and tough.Zhuge Muqing stared blankly at his son, his eyes were ashen, his lips were half opened, and his hands were still in the posture of grabbing his shoulders. At this moment, he suddenly realized that maybe starting today, he would lose this son forever. Lost this son who was favored by him, placed high hopes on him, but repeatedly failed his expectations, was whipped by him, abandoned by him, kicked out of the house by him, and assassinated by someone he sent. The annual rings of the years flowed between the father and son, the wind blew from outside the tent, raised his gray hair, and blew over his rickety back, he was so old suddenly, he could only stretch out his hands in vain , but can't bring back the ruthlessly lost time. Zhuge Yue walked very slowly step by step, he knew that when he turned around, he would never turn back.After leaving this door, everything will be plunged into flesh and bones and raging fire, the flesh and blood will be separated, the love will be separated, the family will be destroyed, and the hegemony will be overthrown, but he still has to go on without hesitation.He wants to let all the blood of the common people in this world tell her what he cares about? It's not Wang Tu's hegemony, it's not being famous in history, it's not being on the top of the peak and looking down on the common people with a lonely family. All he wanted was for her to live, where he could see her, to live well. Because there are things he wants to protect, he tells himself to become stronger again and again, but if the things he wants to protect are gone, then what is the point of everything he does? In his life, he would never do anything that he would regret. The curtain of the big tent was lifted, and his feet stepped in the military camp shrouded in moonlight, with the cold wind blowing on his face, making him suddenly sober as never before. The world can be discarded and seized again, the army can be disbanded and reorganized, but people can't be resurrected after death. Zhao Che's words before leaving echoed in his ears again: "Recognize what you really want, and live for yourself once." His friend, after being betrayed by his brother, was defeated all the way by the enemy, but still came all the way to see him in such a situation, just to say such a sentence that had nothing to do with the overall situation. The army outside the camp had assembled, and everyone was ready to go. Zhuge Yue took a deep breath, strode forward, turned over and jumped on the horse. "Set off!" Herbs are flying, and horseshoes are sounding, and they are moving quickly towards the distant ancient Bian Tang. Thousands of miles of land, great imperial power, everything is in sight. It's not that he doesn't dare, it's that he doesn't want to. The last checkpoint in the Northland, even though it is already May, is still covered by heavy snow, and the stern north wind blows from time to time, blowing on people's faces like cold knives. "Let's go." Zhao Che smiled slightly at Wei Shuye, even in such a predicament, he was still full of confidence. Wei Shuye described it as thin. He looked up at Zhao Che, who was still full of confidence, and couldn't help feeling puzzled. Yan Xun frantically came to plunder food and grass, and frantically consumed his troops with crowd tactics.Because Zhao Yang didn't consume too much force in the battle against Yanbei, he was deceived by lard at this time and attacked Zhao Che's rear army and blocked Zhuge Yue's food road, causing Zhao Che to fall into a critical situation , the army was greatly damaged, and the thirteen provinces in the central part were lost. By the time they raised their troops and prepared to counterattack, they were already in a situation where they were besieged on all sides, and they could no longer recover. On that day, Zhao Che stood silently on the ruins of the ruins for a long time. The prince and general who had fought a hundred battles put down his saber dejectedly, turned around and said to him: "We lost." That day, all the generals who followed him cried, and even he, the young master who had always been aloof, also shed tears of resentment. It's not that there is no chance of victory, and it's not that they don't have the strength to recover. They fought all the way and fought in a decadent and depressed country. They have the determination and courage to die generously anytime, anywhere. However, they still lost. He was not defeated on the battlefield against the enemy, but in the conspiracy of the same room. They encountered the most powerful enemy in history, but they also faced the most declining motherland in a century. The young prince raised his head, and his war horse pawed his hooves uneasily. The pass in the Northland was silvery white, and the sky and the earth were covered with heavy snow. After passing through the pass, it would no longer be the land of Great Xia. There is no banner of Bactria. He looked at the sky and said quietly: "The Zhao family will not die, as long as there is a place where the sun rises, there will be descendants of the Zhao family." He rode his horse and raised his whip, and thousands of troops and horses followed him. The mountains were thousands of miles away, and the snow was as heavy as silver. Zhao Che's fists were like iron, his eyes were like knives, his lips moved slightly, and he said silently but firmly: I will come back... "grown ups!" He Xiao suddenly roared, and said with red eyes: "This subordinate disagrees." "Commander He, this is an order." Tang Jingxiong closed the door, Chu Qiao was wearing armor, looked at her most trusted subordinate, and said in a deep voice. "My lord, go and escort Emperor Tang out of the city, and let his subordinates stay." The sound of shouting and killing was just below the feet, and the thunderous sound of horseshoes thundered. The troops led by Princess Jing'an were ten times stronger than theirs. Thousands of cavalry rushed forward, charging Tang Jingcheng again and again.Like a torrent and a tsunami, it is unstoppable. Chu Qiao said coldly: "Can you do it?" He Xiao frowned, and immediately said loudly: "This subordinate swears to death..." "Even if you die, you can't do it." Chu Qiao suddenly said sharply, and He Xiaowen's face turned ashen immediately, and he was about to speak, but he heard Chu Qiao say: "Now Tang Jing is trapped on all sides, and Yan Xun's hundreds of thousands of troops are blocking the second layer. , Bian Tang's army has been beaten and feared, and no one will help us. I am the only crusade army in the whole country, and all the eyes of the enemy must be on me. As long as I am still on this tower, they will not dare Divide up to pursue, and once I leave, they will give up attacking Tang Jing and chase behind with all their strength. At that time, we will have no city to defend, with the Yanbei Army in front and the Jing'an Army in the rear, and the death will be even worse! " How could He Xiao not think at this level, he listened with frowning, gritted his teeth, and didn't say a word. "He Xiao, I beg you, take a few of them and escape. I have been greatly favored by Li Ce in my life, and I can't repay him. I can't keep his country today, but at least I can keep his descendants. .” He Xiao's expression was desolate, his eyes were fixed on Chu Qiao, and he suddenly said: "My lord, let others go, let me stay by your side to protect you." Chu Qiao shook her head, and said softly, "I can't trust others." He Xiao stared at Chu Qiao, his eyes were burning like lava. How many years of life and death together, how many years of being side by side, they spend more time together than anyone else.And the feelings that once sprouted have gradually deteriorated with the passage of time, like relatives. The woman in front of him was strong, brave, kind, and sincere, but of course she would also be timid, confused, and weakly cry in his arms.They are comrades-in-arms, friends, and relatives. She is both his master and his sister. The blazing fire reflected on their faces, and He Xiao suddenly stretched out his arms to hug her, with a low voice, as if chewing blood: "Take care!" "You take care too!" The soldier turned over and jumped on the horse, Li Xiuyi shouted at Chu Qiao: "Auntie! Auntie!" He Xiao protected the child in his arms, and without looking at her again, he led a group of elite troops and rushed out along the city gate on the south side.At the same time, the east and west gates were also open. Soldiers from each route rushed out of the city gate and fought with the enemy. "Archers ready!" He Qi shouted, "Let go!" The vast wilderness is like a meat grinder, mercilessly absorbing the lives of the soldiers. Spears and sabers are shining with bloodthirsty light, and thousands of horseshoes are like roaring thunder, rolling across the sky and the earth. Standing on the tower, Chu Qiao watched the death battle, and all the memories flashed in her mind one by one. She has been a human being in two lives, has done many things, met many people, some things are done right, some are done wrong, some people are missed, some people are let down, but no matter what, no matter what the situation is Now, she never betrayed her beliefs. Life became clearer at this moment. She closed her eyes, and the figures that passed by flashed one by one. Those she loved, hated, failed, and hurt, finally, condensed into a handsome figure, standing At the bow of the boat, dressed in disheveled clothes, being lightly tapped by the cold rain, she turned her head lightly, her eyes were cold, but with deep nostalgia. "I love you." She said softly, the wind was so strong, it blew past her temples, and the sky and the earth were blood-red. Those armored soldiers roared in like a tide, hitting the ancient city gate time and time again, making deafening noises . She put her hands on her lower abdomen, which was already slightly bulging, with the hope of life, supporting her all the time, giving her the courage to stand here, not afraid, not weak, and be a strong mother. The road is so far away, he must not hear it. She smiled and raised her face, looking at the clear sky: "I love you..." But, I can't be with you after all. The sky was so blue, her eyes were sore, a line of tears flowed down the corners of her eyes, sank into her cold helmet, and soaked into her thick hair. She drew out her saber, and all the enemy troops rushed in her direction. He Xiao's troops had already rushed out from the flanks. The deafening shouts of killing were like rolling thunder. The color is particularly eye-catching in the rolling yellow sand, like a hopeful red sun. She turned her head and glanced at those young fighters one by one. These are the world-famous Xiuli Army, but now it is almost difficult to see those original faces.For so many years, this iron-blooded army has followed her north and south, across the entire Simon Continent, and they have followed her without shrinking back or being timid. Battle of Zhenhuang, Battle of Northwest, Battle of Chidu, Battle of Beishuo, Battle of Qianzhang Lake, Battle of Huoleiyuan, Battle of Longyin Pass, Battle of Tangjing, Battle of Baizhi Pass, Battle of Tiexianhe... … Over the past seven years, this army has proved their loyalty to the entire Simon Continent with their valiant performance, regardless of country or faction. They don't fight for anyone, only for her, for their own conscience. Batch after batch of people fell down, but more people were struggling to move forward.Even if they don't have any deep feelings for the country they guard, even if his hometown is thousands of miles away, even if they don't know what kind of fate is waiting ahead.However, as long as one reason is enough, as long as one person's order is enough, as long as that person stands in front, their loyalty will be like the cold iron under the frozen lake, even if the mountains and rivers collapse and the blood turns to ashes, they will not shake. There was no inspiring speech, and there was no need to boost morale. The young woman took off her helmet, her blue hair raised, and her eyes were like morning stars. She smiled at her soldiers, and then raised the sword in her hand. "Fight for freedom!" Two thousand Xiuli soldiers shouted their slogans. There was a dull bang, like thunder hitting the ground, followed by countless people cheering wildly. The Tang capital city gate, which stood for thousands of years, finally fell down. Enemies poured in like a tidal wave. The strong wind blew past, and the sound of killing was close at hand, Chu Qiao said loudly: "Everyone go first, I will come later." "My lord! The last general will take the first step!" A general laughed and jumped on his horse, brandished his saber, and shouted: "Fight for freedom!" He raised his saber high and stepped forward, while the soldiers of the Xiuli Army rushed towards the huge enemy formation behind him, like a baby under one year old challenging a stalwart giant. "kill!" Harsh shouts of killing filled the entire world. The setting sun, the wilderness, the iron cavalry, and the sword like a mountain.As the desolate wind blew, the unyielding warriors raised their sabers and rushed towards the torrent one after another. The entire Tang capital is shrouded in endless flames of war. A hundred years ago, Datang's rose battle flag once covered all the land on the mainland. The four seas were unified and the territory was vast. The will of Datang was once the master of this world.However, today, Chu Qiao looked at the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, the broken armor, the withered battle flag, the majestic palace was covered with layers of gunpowder smoke, the breath of death engulfed the gorgeous long street, and the ears were filled with the wailing of war horses. crying... She looked up, and at the end of the west, a round of bright red sunset slowly descended. Those warriors who died generously, those whose blood never froze, those men whose names would not be recorded in the annals of history even if they died, just slept in this vast land. The footsteps of the decline of the empire. The splendor and magnificence of history, the glory and dreams of thousands of years, today, here, she will witness the complete decline of this great empire and its complete extinction. The setting sun reflected on her pale face, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes slowly, and the pair of fox-like eyes flashed in front of her eyes again. Li Ce, I did my best. In this world, maybe not everything you do is absolutely correct, but at that time, you had no other choice. Zhuge Yue, goodbye. Another round of rope ladders was set up, and countless enemy troops climbed up like locusts. Chu Qiao threw away the scabbard and rushed forward with the knife. "Protect the adults!" The soldiers of the Xiuli Army rushed over and stood in front of Chu Qiao. 城下的秀丽军穿着黑色的战甲，平端着如云的战刀，排列成攻击的方阵，向着敌军无畏的冲击而去。天色一片昏暗，太阳渐渐的落下山去，血红色的光芒笼罩大地，照在战士们的脸上反射着妖异的光芒。鲜血浸泡大地，喊杀声震耳欲聋，所有人都瞪大了眼睛，奋力的挥刀劈砍。 铁骑洪流布满整个城下，黑压压的军队如同山河绝崩，马蹄在轰隆，大地在颤抖，红了眼的战士们如同巍峨的高山，他们是一支长于创造奇迹的军队。曾经，在北朔城下，他们以少胜多，面对大夏的百万联军仍旧死守城门不退一步。在龙吟关下，他们更是肩并肩的站成一排，抵挡住了赵飏的铁骑雄兵。 "kill!" 震天的怒吼声淹没了所有的声音，战马的惨叫，兵器的铿锵，排山倒海的人们涌上来，和这群视死如归的战士们绞杀在一处。铁甲覆盖住大地，狼烟冲天燃起，战刀劈砍，飞溅的血肉和肢体漫天飞舞，如同台风滚过稻草。年轻的身体大片大片的倒下，坚硬的铁甲被战马践踏，千万只马蹄踩过去，好似一团烂泥。 黑压压的箭雨将最后一丝光线覆盖，敌军前排的士兵连惨叫都来不及发出一声就被整个人射穿，惨叫，鲜血，死亡，断肢，慌乱的人群互相践踏，战马在凄厉的哀鸣，可是却躲不过那无处不在的森冷长矛。死亡，到处都是死亡，嗜血的战刀晃着妖异的红，战士们杀红了眼睛，他们忘记了一切，只记得一个动作，就是劈砍，再劈砍，杀一个够本，杀两个有赚，人们在尖叫，在哀嚎，伤员倒在地上，还没来得及爬起来，就被后面的战马踏碎了脑骨，鲜血飞溅，脑浆流淌。 这是一场可怕的噩梦，所有人都被网在其中，无人能够挣脱。 城破了，敌军却迟迟没能冲进来，城门前展开了激烈的拼杀，尸体堆积，形成了一个天然的城门。楚乔持刀站在人群中，鲜血染红了她的铠甲，她的呼吸沉重，刀法却越发凌厉。 拖，多拖得一刻，贺萧就能跑的更远。 天色越来越黑，夜幕完全笼罩下来，四面八方都是喊杀声，楚乔突然间那么累了，她的动作不再灵活，就连攻击力都大打折扣。 是的，她是个母亲了，就算明知今日十死无生，可是动手的时候，仍旧在极力的保护着自己的肚子。 一名敌人看到她的疲弱，从侧面偷偷的靠近她，突然借着火光看到了她清秀的面孔和不一样的铠甲。那名士兵一愣，随即转瞬就知道了她的身份，他顿时张大了嘴，看样子似乎要高声唤人。 "what……" 长长的一声惨叫突然响起，血花四溅，那人连躲避的动作都来不及做，刀光就当头劈来，速度之快，力道之大，令人无法相信自己的眼睛。下一秒，尸体重重的倒下，由右肩起一分为二，为人造城门添砖加瓦。 城门外的敌军被震慑了，他们站在那里，愣愣的看着楚乔。 楚乔站在那里，一手拎着战刀，这一刻，她的双耳突然那样灵敏，她听得到风吹过的声音，听得到鲜血流出的声音，听得到那些人害怕的呼吸声，听得到大地在一下一下的震动。 "Bang! Bang! Bang!" 她是那么累，疲倦的想要闭上眼睛，铺天盖地的黑暗从四面八方而来。 倒下吧，不要再硬撑了。 贺萧应该跑远了，他会带着唐皇找到外出搬救兵的孙棣，保护李策的血脉。 没用的，不要再坚持了，睡一会吧，够了。 脚步发软，脑袋开始昏沉。 然而就在这时，敌军的攻势突然潮水般的退去，对面的军阵中传来了急促的锣声，传令兵在大声的吆喝着什么，可是太远了，他们听不清。明亮的火把在不停的挥舞，似乎在传递着什么信息。 慌乱！非常慌乱！ "grown ups?" 有幸存的小兵疑惑的看向楚乔，楚乔愣了片刻，突然间，她好似明白了什么，什么也不说，她转身拔腿就往城楼上跑去。 “大人！有援军！” 还没跑上城墙，一名传讯兵就踉跄着冲了下来，扑通一声跪在楚乔的面前，激动的满脸通红，大叫道：“有援军！” 楚乔也顾不上他，几步就冲上城楼，城楼上一片喧嚣，所有人都在击掌相庆，他们抱成一团，发出雷鸣般的欢呼。 地平线下，出现一片铁灰色的长龙，如同一条微弱的溪流，可是转瞬，溪流扩大，冲出地平线，汇成一片汪洋大海。无数的士兵手握狼刀，穿着青铠，以排山倒海的气势汹涌而来，成千上万，势如风暴。 "kill!" “是青海军！” 不知道是谁先吼了一声，紧随其后的，所有人簇拥在一起，无数的士兵抱头痛哭，死里逃生的战士们冲着远处的援军大声欢呼。青海军应和着他们，也发出了震耳欲聋的冲锋声。 “大人！我们有救了！大唐有救了！” 狼军的统领满身鲜血的冲上来，兴奋的对着楚乔大声叫道：“青海王带人来了！” 然而楚乔却没有回应他的话，火光中，一身风尘的女子静静而立，战刀垂在一旁，一动不动，只有眼泪，静静的落了下来。 邯水江畔。 即便是离得这样远，燕北的战士们还是能够听到那正东方不断传来的厮杀声。 穆阆小跑上前，对坐在马背上的燕洵说道：“陛下，我们该出发了。” 燕洵默默的点了点头，可是身形却并没有动。他长久的凝望着东方的冲天火光，神情有着莫测的难解。 他终究还是来了。 不知为何，心底的那根高悬的弦突然就崩裂了，有着静悄悄的回音，空荡荡的。 也许，潜意识里，也是不希望她去死吧。 可是，却终究不希望他会来。 江山和美人，自古以来就是一个难解的抉择。 他放不下的东西，别人终究还是能放下的。 “陛下，诸葛玥离开之后，我军对雁鸣关发起冲击，如今陆将军已经攻破关口了。” “陛下，赵彻带着残兵败将已经出了北关，程远将军乘胜追击，已经占领了东北十八个行省。” “陛下，大夏境内目前只剩下赵飏一只军队，目前正在方寸山附近。” "His Majesty……" 突然间，燕洵什么也听不到了，耳边反复回响着很多年前清脆的声音，女孩儿笑颜如花的望着他，踮起脚来，伸出嫩白的手指轻点着他的胸膛，笑着问：“你会欺负我吗？” 你会欺负我吗？ Do you know? 大风呼啸而起，两只战鹰盘旋在头上，发出尖锐的鸣叫。 他回过头来，神智一凌。 别人已经做出了抉择，他也该按照他早就确定的路程前进了，不管前方是何种命运，终究，是他燕洵自己为自己选择的道路。 人生百年，如白驹过隙，容不得儿女情长，容不得彷徨踟蹰，容不得徘徊犹豫，容不得后悔回望…… 他在心底一遍遍的重复燕氏的祖训，遥想着很多年前父母被逐出赵氏家谱，父兄被残忍杀于燕北高原上的情景。 从此以后，大夏的八百万国土之上，将遍插燕北鹰旗，天下苍生将臣服在我的脚下，我的意志，将覆盖整片大地，我，将会是这片土地的新一代王者。如此赫赫之功，怎是一个女人怎能比拟，我不后悔，绝不后悔。 燕洵策马上前，走在军队的最前方，千军万马跟随在他的身后，像是一片汹涌的海洋。 穆阆遥遥的站在他的身后，看着渐渐远去的燕北之王，突然间，这名年轻的将军觉得他们的陛下是那么的孤单，黑暗吞噬了他周围的所有光亮，只剩下他坚挺的背脊，如同一杆凌厉的战枪。 唐京城内，一片欢呼喧嚣。 楚乔站在城门前，身后是无数的百姓和士兵。 诸葛玥跳下马背，一身风尘，藏青色的披风染满鲜血，乌黑一片。 "What are you doing here?" “来拿回属于我的东西。” 楚乔的眼睛渐渐红肿，她抿起嘴角，强忍住眼底的酸涩，上前一步，伸出拳头轻锤了一下他的胸膛，轻轻的说：“傻子。” 诸葛玥伸出手臂，一把将她抱在怀里，笑着说道：“星儿，跟我回青海吧。” 楚乔伏在他的怀里，眼泪一行行的落下，打湿了他衣衫。 清晨的日头烘的人骨头发麻，他握着她的手，温暖坚定，仿佛一生都不会放开。 她的眼泪潺潺而下，在他的怀抱里，用力的点头。 她踮起脚尖，伏在他的耳边，声音那么小，却又带着那么多那么多的喜悦。 “诸葛玥，我怀孕了。” 天地那般广阔，时光那样急促，该结束的终究结束了，而未来，还在前方闪烁着无尽的光辉。纵然前路莫测，然而终究此刻相依，笑颜如三春暖，万物生。