Ning Chen summoned the ghost sedan chair, the two walked in, and returned to where they should go together.
Yang Hong has been following behind, neither too close nor too far away, always maintaining a certain distance.
In the ghost sedan chair, the two remained silent, and neither of them said a word.
The bright moon sticks out of the clouds and shines a brilliance, the ghost sedan gallops through the dark night and disappears in an instant.
Yang Hong has been escorting Fan Lingyue to the northern Mongolia camp before returning to Tianmenguan to guard.
Ning Chen didn't stop, and went straight back to the underworld.
In Beimeng's tent, Fan Lingyue closed his eyes and whispered, "The last request, after you break through the bondage, guard the Valley of Ascension for the year before, and don't let anyone in or out, the same for you"
"Amitabha"
In the tent next to him, the abbot of Du'e Temple uttered a Buddha's name, and immediately got up and left.
For more than ten days after that, the army of Northern Mongolia had been heading south, and the light cavalry of Daxia could only stop it by disturbing the enemy, and dared not easily confront the main iron cavalry of Northern Mongolia.
The two armies were fighting and marching, and in front of the imperial city of Daxia, the last heavy city finally gradually appeared in front of us.
In front of Luoyue City, a huge mountain stream is located on the northern land.
The mountain stream is wide and the terrain is relatively flat, and there is no problem with chariots and horses. However, mountains are mountains, and streams are streams. It has always been easy to defend and difficult to attack.
Detour is the best way.
Xia Ziyi, Jing Wugong and others thought that the Northern Mongolian army would detour and try to avoid this unfavorable terrain.
However, Ning Chen still suggested that all the heavy troops be placed here. He knew very well that Fan Lingyue's days were running out, and it was impossible to have time to go around this continuous mountain range.
Facts have proved that the Northern Mongolian army showed no sign of changing its direction, and kept rushing towards Luoyue City.
In the Northern Mongolian army, letters were sent one after another, and in the last days, Fan Lingyue devoted all her efforts to leave behind the future situation in Northern Mongolia.
She knew that after she died, those who had bad intentions in Beimeng would not be able to sit still. When Mingyue was not yet in power, her deterrent power was insufficient, and it was difficult to suppress these people.
In front of Luoyue City, on the mountain stream peak, Ning Chen looked at the northern Mongolian army gradually approaching in the distance, and pulled the broken bow in his hand. In the turbulent situation, the arrow of Shetian pointed directly at a carriage guarded by heavy soldiers.
Ning Chen, who had always been decisive in killing, was struggling with the fatal arrow, which was placed on the bow for a long time.
This arrow was shot, and the war between the two dynasties was over. With Fan Lingyue's current physical condition, it was impossible to stop this arrow.
However, the shooting of this arrow also means that the birth time of Ascension Valley is even earlier.
At the very least, he can be sure that Fan Lingyue's attitude is to resolutely prevent Ascension Valley from being born, but he doesn't know what the Eternal Night God Sect thinks.
Losing the ally of Beimeng, the Eternal Night Sect is likely to find new forces to resist the threat of Daxia.
The Northern Mongolian army camped and stopped thirty miles before the mountain stream. Immediately, they camped and rested. The figure on the mountain stream disappeared. The last arrow was still not fired.
Before the war, no one had the right to be emotional, and Ning Chen almost forgot how to do things according to his heart. All actions must be made with the most rational judgment and balance.
Perhaps, from the beginning of the war, from the moment he decided to protect Daxia, he was only the Marquis of Daxia, not Ning Chen.
Those who have lost their hearts have already buried their sorrows and joys with their own hands.
Before the mountain stream, the northern Mongolian army stopped for three days. During this period, troops were sent to test it many times. The Daxia soldiers fought hard and did not let the northern Mongolian cavalry take a step.
In the handsome tent, Fan Lingyue wrote the last letter, and after it was delivered, she turned her wheelchair out of the tent and looked at the ancient city in the distance.
Luoyuecheng, that was where she first met him. At that time, her name was Yueling, and his name was Ning Fan.
That was the biggest negligence in her life. She never thought that the person she had always wanted to kill was right in front of her eyes.
Later, they became friends and she gave him a sword.
Not long after, they met in Daxia Imperial City, and he gave her a blood ginseng king.
Later, they knew the identity of each other, and they still became enemies again without hesitation.
God's will is so, they finally understand the place where all the grievances and grievances are, and return to the place where they first met.
"hands on"
Fan Lingyue opened his mouth and ordered.
"Yes"
After the order, thousands of horses' tails were doused with oil and then set on fire.
The frightened horses neighed violently, rushing into the mountain stream as if going mad, and the sound of horse hooves trembled the entire lunar stream.
Ropes, sinkholes, dark piles, cold arrows, all the traps and arrangements in this crazy horse's hoof were filled up one by one, and a flat road was quickly paved between the flesh and blood.
In the face of the surging Crazy Horse, the Daxia Imperial Army had to retreat again and again, giving way to the front.
The Northern Mongolia army soon appeared, facing the last checkpoint of Daxia, Luoyue City.
The order of Duke Jingwu and Xia Ziyi was very simple, with only two words, "Stand up!"
After Luoyue City, Daxia was no longer hindered, and the northern Mongolian army that drove straight in, once it entered the imperial city, Daxia was really over.
The fierce battle between the two sides lasted for two days. Daxia defended hard, and Beimeng was not easy to attack.
However, at this crucial moment, Fan Lingyue once again passed out in front of the battle, which made Xia Ziyi and Jing Wu Gong who had been tense all the time involuntarily relieved.
Xiao Wanhua assumed the responsibility of commander-in-chief and fully commanded the Northern Mongolian army to attack the city. However, after Fan Lingyue was missing, the war returned to equality, and the pressure on Daxia Zhong was reduced tenfold.
During the attack and defense of Luoyue City, the soldiers of the two armies suffered constant casualties. Day after day, Xiao Wanhua looked at the military advisor who was always unconscious in the handsome tent. His eyes changed from worry and nervousness to sadness, loss and unwillingness. .
He knew that this war was over.
Seven days later, Fan Lingyue woke up, her eyes seemed to be a lot clearer, and her pale face gradually had a hint of blood.
However, after Xiao Wanhua saw it, the sadness in his eyes became more intense.
Fan Lingyue turned her wheelchair out of the camp, saw Luoyue City standing in front of her, and said lightly, "Retreat."
Xiao Wanhua felt a pain in his heart, knelt on the ground, and said with guilt, "It's my subordinate's incompetence."
"it's not your fault"
Fan Lingyue replied calmly and continued, "In the future, Beimeng will be handed over to you and the old minister, and assist Your Majesty well, and don't let me down."
Xiao Wanhua's head slammed on the ground deeply, tears fell, and he never lifted it up for a long time.
After half a day, the Northern Mongolian army slowly retreated, and the flags were no longer flying. No one thought the war would end like this, which was beyond everyone's expectations.
There are still tears and unwillingness in the eyes of the soldiers of Northern Mongolia. They have come to this point, and they are not willing.
Fan Lingyue was not moved by the hard pleas of the generals, and he retreated without any doubt.
The scorching sun was setting, and the army of Northern Mongolia gradually withdrew from Luoyue Stream. Xia Ziyi and Duke Jingwu thought it was a trick at first. Later, when they saw that the army of Northern Mongolia had really retreated, they looked at each other in disbelief, unable to believe that the war was like this. ended.
Fan Lingyue sat in front of Luoyue City alone, and did not leave with the army, and looked at the beautiful land of Shenzhou on this side very calmly.
In the end, she still lost to time.
When night fell, Ning Chen came, looked at the shadow under the moon, and walked over step by step.
Looking at the Northern Mongolia army that had disappeared, Ning Chen didn't have any surprises. From the third day when Fan Lingyue was in a coma, he knew that the war was over.
No one thought it would end up like this. God's will tricks people into making the already absurd war have an even more absurd ending.
"Come on," Fan Lingyue said softly.
"kindness"
Ning Chen replied, and immediately walked behind the wheelchair, and naturally pushed forward.
No one dared to block the way of the two, one was Daxia's sinner, and the other was Daxia's enemy. However, after entering the city, every soldier consciously gave way.
The riverside in the city is no longer as lively as it used to be, but the scenery is still as beautiful as the willow leaves hanging into the water, swaying in circles with the wind.
"What do you think will be written about you in future history books?" Ning Chen asked casually.
"What do you think?" Fan Lingyue said softly.
"Ha." Ning Chen smiled softly and said, "Sinners through the ages"
"I think so too," Fan Lingyue said with a chuckle.
The moonlight shone down on the earth, shedding a slight chill, and before you knew it, the weather was already so cold.
Ning Chen pushed Fan Lingyue to walk in the city, just like in the past when she pushed him, so natural, as if it should be like this.
Fan Lingyue looked at the beautiful scenery around her, her eyes were deep and pitch black, "I got everything right, but I only revealed your presence, and sure enough, it still made you a big problem in the end."
"I'm not as good as you," Ning Chen said calmly.
The battle between them has always been that he is losing, and he has won very few times.
Fan Lingyue shook her head and said, "In the end, you helped Daxia survive. What's the point of the process?"
Ning Chen was silent and said, "Do you have any last words?"
"Be careful of the Eternal Night Sect, there is the abbot of Du'e Temple in Ascension Valley, and he should not be born within a year. As for the rest, I will leave it to you," Fan Lingyue explained.
"En" Ning Chen responded.
The two fell silent again and walked quietly. After a long time, Fan Lingyue's eyes gradually returned to their former clarity, and her expression completely returned to normal.
"Time is up"
Fan Lingyue sighed softly, stood up, and walked forward step by step.
Ning Chen stood where he was, his eyes flashed with deep sadness.
The blue clothes under the moon, hunting with the wind, took the last step, the whole body's infuriating qi burst into the sky, and the blue beam of light penetrated the sky and shook the world.
The Heavenly Demon Tribulation, the Heavenly Fire Tribulation, and the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, all three came to the world at the same time.
The beautiful shadow, ignited in the flame, is like a blue lotus blooming between the heavens and the earth. In the final stage of life, it is still dazzling and hard to see.
"Three tribulations in the same sky, peerless arrogance"
In the world, everyone was shocked by this scene. No one has ever been able to ascend to the sky like this in one step and survive three calamities in a row.
"If there is a day when the Eternal Night Divine Religion will bring disaster to the world, and human beings will be hard to resist, I will find a way to put this chaos into the Eternal Night Divine Canon. The last soul will be regarded as my suffering for the world."
In the last words, an ancient scroll flew out and slowly fell in front of Ning Chen.
The thunder and fire roared, drowning everything that could be seen, the blue shadow gradually disappeared, and the next moment, Jingye Taichu fell and suddenly broke. This night, in Luoyue City, listening to the moon fall.