At dusk, the fire burns the flowing clouds, and the setting sun looks like blood.
At this time, the scenery in Qiongyu Villa is always beautiful. And standing on the Qionglou Yuyu Tower, the highest point of the villa, to have a bird's eye view of the city and enjoy the scenery is undoubtedly a kind of enjoyment.
In Lanzhou City, many people with excellent eyesight saw from a distance that today, there was a person sitting on the roof of the highest balcony of Qiongyu Villa. The bloody setting sun gave her figure a dazzling and mysterious color, making her look like a fairy from a distance.
It was Chen Yan.
At this moment, she was sitting on the top of the pavilion on the water platform with a sword in her arms, her left leg slightly bent and her right leg straightened, and a few locks of hair in front of her forehead were blowing in the wind.
There is a chill in the wind, and the fallen leaves of the sycamore trees are flying.
Since becoming a mother, Chen Yan has rarely played with weapons or shown martial arts. Today, she was very different from usual, sitting alone on the roof of the pavilion, looking at the vast northwest with deep eyes.
"Yin..."
This voice is so familiar yet distant. Chen Yan lowered her head and half pulled out the sword from its sheath.
The cold light is biting, the divine object is obscured, and the sword is good.
"Guiyi sword, ruthless sword..." She whispered in her mouth, and finally she frowned and drew the sword out of its sheath.
"Buzz--" The dragon roared, and the sword was like an autumn wave!
But the discerning light of the sword reflected her pair of tear-filled eyes.
"Auntie, you are here!"
At this moment, a childish voice came from below the attic. Chen Yan's heart tightened, she quickly sheathed her sword, wiped her tears, turned over and jumped down.
"Lou'er, how many times have I told you not to run up to Qiong Tower. It's very high here and it's very dangerous!" Chen Yan squatted down, holding Xiao Lou'er's shoulders tightly with both hands, and said sternly.
"Auntie, I know I was wrong..." Xiaoloutai'er curled her lips aggrievedly and nodded seriously to admit her mistake.
Chen Yan looked at Xiao Lou'er and vaguely recognized the traces of Qin Mubai on her face. She couldn't help but feel sad and her eye circles turned red.
"Auntie, why are you crying..." Xiaoloutai'er stretched out her white, tender and plump little hands to wipe Chen Yan's eyelids.
"No, grandma didn't cry, she just accidentally blew sand into her eyes." Chen Yan immediately forced a smile on her face, "Let's go, grandma will carry you downstairs... Hey, what are you holding in your hand?"
Xiao Lou'er suddenly beamed with joy: "Look, grandma! Aunt Wu taught me how to draw! I finished the painting and showed it to grandma!"
"What are you drawing? Let me take a look." Chen Yan took the white paper from Xiaolou'er's hand and unfolded it to take a look. She couldn't help but smile, "What are you drawing? Mom can't even see it." Do you understand?”
Xiao Lou'er smiled and pointed at the irregular circles and lines on the painting with her fingers, and said: "This is Auntie, this is me, this is Aunt Wu, this is Auntie Princess, this house is ours. Home... And, this, this guy on the big horse is Dad!"
Chen Yan bit her lips tightly and held Xiaolu Tai'er in her arms. Tears finally flowed down her face.
"Aniang, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Lou'er hugged Chen Yan's neck and patted her back gently like an adult, "Aniang, be good, Aniang, don't cry!"
"Lou'er, grandma will take you to see your father, okay?"
"Okay! I miss daddy so much!"
"Walk!"
Holding Xiao Lou'er in her arms, Chen Yan came to the main house and found Wu Meiniang.
"Meiniang, I'm going to go to Dafeichuan." Chen Yan said.
Wu Meiniang frowned slightly and nodded gently, "I know that the decision made by Sister Yan will never be changed easily."
"I want to take Lou'er with me."
"Go ahead..." Wu Meiniang sighed softly, "Just don't let Gao Yang know, otherwise, with her temperament..."
"Don't worry." Chen Yan took a deep breath and said, "In this way, you and Gao Yang can take good care of yourself in Lanzhou. In addition, you still have to hide the news from Gao Yang and don't let her know the news."
"Well..." Wu Meiniang sat in front of a large bronze mirror and looked at herself in the mirror. She was no longer as haggard as before.
Chen Yan walked up behind Wu Meiniang, put her hands gently on her shoulders, and said, "Meiniang, this may be our fate... but since it is our own choice, there is no need to regret it."
"I have never regretted it." Wu Meiniang looked at Chen Yan firmly through the mirror and said, "If he really abandons me, then I will also raise the child well. If it is a boy, I will I want him to learn literature and practice martial arts, and he will be even better than his grandfather and father in the future. He will inherit the upright military style of the old Qin family and never let the old Qin family decline from now on. - If it is a girl, I will let her be like me! , marry a... hero like his father!"
"Meiniang, take care of yourself." Chen Yan gently pressed Wu Meiniang's shoulder to express comfort and farewell, then turned around, picked up Xiao Lou'er and prepared to leave.
"Sister Yan!" Wu Meiniang suddenly shouted.
Chen Yan turned around and froze, and saw that Wu Meiniang did not turn around, but was still facing the big bronze mirror. But her face finally shed tears.
"When we arrive at Dafeichuan... we still have to remember that we are not ordinary women, but the young marshal's family. In everything we do, we should put the overall situation first. Sister Yan might as well go to King Jiangxia for confirmation first."
"I understand." Chen Yan nodded gently, "You are pregnant, so don't be overly sad."
"Sister Yan, don't worry! Leave Gao Yang to me. You don't have to worry." Wu Meiniang said softly.
Chen Yan nodded, looked deeply at Wu Meiniang, and finally walked out with Xiao Lou'er in her arms and got on the carriage.
In a room on the second floor, the window was opened a small crack. Princess Gao Yang sat by the window and watched quietly as Chen Yan hugged Xiao Lou'er and got into the car.
"Are you hiding everything from me? In your eyes, am I really that fragile and messy?" Princess Gao Yang's lips raised slightly, revealing a heartbreaking smile.
"You guys underestimate me too much." Princess Gao Yang gently touched her swollen belly, and the smile on her face added a touch of warmth and firmness, "Only that stinky man, the thief military academy, knows me best. Yes, usually I am I like to be a fool and the most unreasonable. But if something big happens, you might as well stay calm... After all, I have experienced more storms and waves than you!"
"Mu Bai, it doesn't matter whether this is a rumor or a fact. I have your flesh and blood in my belly, and you will be with me from now on... I am going to be a mother, and I won't be as childish and impulsive as before." Princess Gaoyang still had that smile on her face and said to herself, "What I have to do now is to give birth to the child and raise him. If you come back one day, you will definitely be happy, right?... Even if you really can't come back..."
"Isn't there an afterlife? ... Even if I look up to you in front of the Buddha for another three thousand years, or if I'm exposed to the wind for another five hundred years and the sun for another five hundred years - so what?"
"Mu Bai, listen! No matter in this life or the next life, your Ling'er is waiting for your return!"
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Chen Yan had been gone for more than two hours, and a guest suddenly arrived at Qiongyu Villa late at night. A rustic carriage seems to be coming from afar. The carriage had not yet completely settled outside the compound wall, and a person rushed out of the carriage like an arrow. Like an eagle rising and falling over the tall wall, it rushed straight to Princess Gaoyang's room like a phantom.
"Your Highness the Princess, the general is back!"
"Are you... Dandan? Shuangshuang? Aren't your sisters in Dafeichuan?"
"Dandan!!—The last general is under the orders of the young commander!..."
Dafeichuan Qingluoyuan, in front of the Tang and Tubo armies.
A sergeant sat on it, holding his thigh that was constantly spurting blood with his hands. His teeth were chattering and his whole body was shaking with pain.
"Bang-bang bang bang!"
The earth-shaking war drums rang again, and the injured sergeant jumped up from the ground like a wild wolf, picked up the Da Mo Dao, roared with the fellow soldiers next to him, and headed towards the oncoming enemy. The Tubo cavalry rushed...
The sound of killing was like thunder, and Liaoyuan was stained with blood.
A head-on conflict and a life-and-death fight were finally inevitable.
Although the Tubo people retreated one after another and held filial piety in the army to pay homage to Qin Mubai, no one in the Tang army appreciated it. Instead, they thought it was a kind of irony and sarcasm.
Although Qizong Nongzan tried his best to prevent the fighting from breaking out, the Tibetan army was still not allowed to retreat all the way back to Luoshe City... After Gal Qinling gave an order, the Kunlun cavalry, which had long been filled with suffocation, fiercely charged out.
The battle has been going on for a day and a night.
Originally, according to past practice, a mere 30,000 Tang troops were not worth mentioning. But this time, Garqin Ling sent nearly 40,000 Baru Kunlun cavalry to fight and kill the Tang army in turns, but they did not defeat or overwhelm the Tang army. On the contrary, my own losses were numerous.
Everyone in the Tubo army, including Qizong Nongzan and Gar Qinling, were shocked!
In front of him, it was already the fifth battle in twelve hours. The Tang army still showed no sign of retreating or timidity, and they didn't even take a break. Several times, they even rushed to the Tubo camp. If it weren't for the powerful crossbows, the Tang army would have almost invaded the camp!
"Are you all crazy?" Gar Qinling stood on the arrow tower, his eyebrows knitted and his face tense.
On the battlefield, the most powerful army is not the one with the best equipment, the best training, or the one with famous generals and commanding records, but a group of people... who are truly not afraid of death!
The image of the Great Qin army appeared in Gar Qinling's mind involuntarily. Just like that, a group of Qin soldiers with ragged clothes and worn-out weapons dared to compete with the invincible phalanx of Wei warriors from the state of Wei.
It's just this stupidity that is not afraid of death!
…
The fighting continued, and it was almost dusk.
On the battlefield, corpses lay everywhere and rivers of blood flowed. At least half of the 30,000 Tang troops had been lost, but there was still no sign of retreat or defeat.
"Marshal! Why don't we use our main force to kill all these lunatics in one go! It's very annoying to be so messy!" the deputy generals on the left and right shouted loudly.
Gal Qinling's face became tighter and tighter, and he said nothing. Inadvertently, he turned and glanced at Zamp, who was standing half a step in front of him.
Abandoned Zong Nongzan narrowed his eyes and looked at the big battlefield ahead, his face expressionless, but his eyes were full of infinite disappointment and sorrow.
The generals shouted several times but did not dare to shout any more. Because they found that Galqinling could only stand quietly beside Zanpu, and did not give orders as freely and domineeringly as before.
"Qin Ling..." Qizong Nongzan suddenly called.
"My brother is here." Gar Qinling hurriedly stepped forward.
"I'll leave it to you here." Qi Zong Nong Zan's voice was a little low, like a person who is out of breath after recovering from a serious illness. He said, "I will go back to Luoche City temporarily."
Gal Qinling and the other generals were all surprised and looked at Abandoned Zong Nongzan in bewilderment.
Qizong Nongzan turned his head and smiled slightly, but his smile was a little pale. He patted Gal Qinling's shoulder and said, "I'm not here, but you can command calmly. If I hadn't come, maybe the situation would be better than now."
"Zanpu...brother! What are you..." For a moment, Galqin Ling was speechless.
"Let's arrange it like this!" Qi Zong Nongzan smiled and said, "I'm leaving, Qin Ling. There is no need to see you off, but military and national affairs are the most important thing."
After saying that, Qizong Nongzan turned around and left with a few close followers.
Gal Qinling stood there in a daze for a long time. Until he saw Zampu mounting his horse and running out of the camp, he never came back to his senses for a long time...
At this time, the Chinese army on the Tang Army's side came near Zhanyuntai and came running with several horses. The person who came was dressed in luxurious clothes and showed off his majesty. After dismounting from his horse, he went straight to the general station and shouted involuntarily - "Ming Jin, withdraw your troops!"
"Who is so bold and talking nonsense here!" Xue Wanjun, who was anxiously commanding the battle, shouted angrily.
"I, Li Daozong!" The visitor shouted, pointed at Xue Wanjun and said loudly, "Xue Wanjun, if you don't raise the gold and withdraw the troops, I will be the first to behead you!"
"King of Jiangxia!" Xue Wanjun and others were startled and hurriedly ran to the general stand to greet him.
"There's no need to say anything. Call the gold immediately and withdraw the troops!" Li Daozong waved his hand and shouted irrefutably.
"General... obey the order." Xue Wanjun had no choice but to accept the promise, hesitating for a moment and then said, "I just don't know, even if the gold is paid, can the former army retreat?"
"How unreasonable! If you hear the drum and march in and withdraw your troops, how can you still have any doubts?" Li Daozong said anxiously and angrily.
"King Dao... If you go to the battlefield and take a look, you will know if there is any doubt." Xue Wanjun said, "To put it simply, all 30,000 soldiers are red-blooded, and no one is willing to withdraw. I dare to ask the prince, if there is any I have seen 30,000 people, dare to fight with 300,000 people, and would rather die than retreat even though I know I will lose?”
Li Daozong was silent for a moment, nodded slightly, and said: "No matter what, we must retreat. Call me gold..."
Night gradually fell.
After the Tang Army's rear formation fired gold three times in a row, the frantic Tang Army finally retreated unwillingly.
Instead of chasing after them, the exhausted Tubo people breathed a sigh of relief and retreated back to the camp one after another.
"The power of hatred is so fanatical and terrifying." Gal Qinling stared into the distance, looking at the Tang army retreating away, and said to himself, "Qin Mubai, no matter you are dead or alive, your goal has been achieved. Zamp left in despair, and he will definitely no longer trust and support me as before; your Guanxi Army has become fearless and crazy because of hatred, and they dare to compete head-on with the Kunlun Cavalry... What's more, You framed me, Garqin Ling, as a despicable villain who conspired to assassinate me, and my army became completely unkind and unjust."
"In this case, I have no choice but to overthrow Lanzhou and seize the Central Plains. What's the use of exhausting all the institutions? It's just a winner and a loser! - No matter what happens in the future, Qin Mubai, you forced me! "