Chapter 37 Section Eleven

After Shangyang Pass was closed, the sky became dimly lit. The cool morning breeze blew across the field, carrying a strong burning smell.A train of luggage carts slowly drove towards the city gate, and Lu Guichen leaned tiredly on the cart Shi.Looking around, there are corpses everywhere, overlapping each other.The blood was sucked dry by the dry ground, and the ground was bright red. The flagpole pierced the chest of a Li army soldier from behind. He half-kneeled there facing south, his head drooping deeply, as if praying. In the very center of the battlefield, a two-foot-long Chuwei State iron armored spear was inserted deep into the soil, pointing directly at the sky, with a human head protruding from it, like an ancient bloody totem.The blood dripped down the barrel of the gun, staining it a maroon.The human head was still staring, as if looking down at the cruel battlefield, and a long hair fluttered faintly in the wind at the back of his head.

When passing by, Lu Guichen raised his arm to cover his head, as if there was still blood dripping from that human head, which made him involuntarily cover it. On a mountain peak in the distance, a young man is looking out with his hands behind his back, his white clothes fluttering.He chose a good location. Looking down from here, the entire battlefield and the ancient grand pass were within his sight. Light smoke rises from Shangyang Pass, and looking north through the smoke column, you can see the vast imperial capital plain, and beyond that is Tianqi City, then the border of Chun Kingdom, then the Tiantuo Strait, and then, the vastness of Hokuriku grassland.His gaze seems to have crossed tens of thousands of miles, going all the way to the ends of the earth, and the entire Kyushu land is in his field of vision.

Behind him is a little boy holding a book board.Both the book boy and the young master were wearing high rain hats in the style of Chen Guo, with straw ropes wrapped around their feet.The little boy was dressed in a convenient blue short jacket, while the young master was tall and slender, in a plain white robe, with mud-stained skirts covering his feet.Climbing the mountain in the middle of the night made him look a bit embarrassed, but he still maintained his arrogance while watching the battle. "Young Master Xiang, let's go back! It's so cold in the morning, and so many people died. What's so interesting about this war?" The book boy couldn't bear the cold, and persuaded.

He was employed by a client surnamed Xiang, and he had been climbing the trail at noon and had been waiting here to watch.As the young master Pian Pian expected, a great battle broke out after nightfall.But it was only the young master who was interested, the book boy didn't want to stay up against the cold wind and watch a bloody battle. From such a high place, the people below killed people like a duel between ants, which was neither fun nor sad. "Did you remember what you just said?" Mr. Xiang turned his head and smiled, "On the night of August 27th in the third year of Emperor Cheng, the allied forces of Chu, Wei, Xiatang, Jinbei, Chun, Xiu, and Chen left the country at Shangyang Pass. The corpses belonged to each other, and the blood flowed all over the fields. Li Gong Ying Wuyi broke through the formation and returned to the south, the gate of Shangyang Pass has been opened, and the time for the Bai family to change their surname and Yuan can be expected."

"Write it down, write it down, son, let's go down the mountain. In the town, eat a bowl of spicy soup with egg flower to relieve the cold." Mr. Xiang shook his head: "Dynasty change is a major national event, not as important as your bowl of hot and spicy soup? Just look at this map carefully. In the seven hundred years of the emperor's dynasty, there has never been an army of such a large number of princes entering the Shang Dynasty. Yangguan is approaching Tianqi City. Now that the gates are completely open, the three kingdoms of Tiannan have the opportunity to take over the imperial capital. Chunguo in the north has also been involved in the war of hegemony. The Yu Clan, Xiyue Suoheshan, can penetrate the Chen Kingdom and occupy Tianqi City within a month. Hehe, the roses are withering, the clouds are rising, and the Bai Clan has no future, but who can take this piece of Shenzhou?"

"It doesn't matter who can win him, and it has nothing to do with the young master. Could it be that if you want to change the dynasty, you won't drink spicy soup?" "The hot and spicy soup is for drinking," the young master smiled, "but the change of dynasty will soon have something to do with me!" ——The End——