Xiao Chiye woke up.
He put his arms numb, opened his eyes and stared at the tent for a while, feeling that he had dreamed of the heavy rain in Qedu.
Lu Guangbai lifted the curtain and entered, wiped the sweat from his neck with a towel at the door, and said, "The eagle patrolling found the safari in the east, and Gujin found the traces of the cavalry passing there, which belonged to Hu Lu. Escort team." He put the towel back in the copper basin to wash, "Amur refuses to accept surrender, this is a last-ditch battle."
Xiao Chiye stood up, bent his leg and crossed one arm, and said, "As winter approaches, the Hulu tribe can't herd sheep, this is their last grain."
"Amur insists on not coming out. He is recharging his energy and seeing through your intention to wait for the rabbit." Lu Guangbai put up the towel, "He is delaying time."
In order to supply Hassan, the Hulu Department did their best to supply the entire clan. Now the food supplied to Amur is the ration of the entire clan. If they want to survive this severe winter, they must slaughter their own cattle and sheep. Amur is the last bullet, what is he waiting for
The curtain at the entrance of the tent was rolled up, Xiao Chiye stood up, bent slightly, and got out of the tent. Looking at the boundless sand dunes, he flew down from the flagpole and landed on Xiao Chiye's raised right arm.
"Amur is a good general," Xiao Chiye said, "but he is also a good politician."
Amur is good at containment. He opened up the north and south battlefields and formed black and white scorpions for better containment. He is old and can no longer be as brave as Hassan on the battlefield, but this does not mean that he is helpless in the face of Xiao Chiye. Now that the situation is over, there is only one way to make Xiao Chiye retreat, and that is to defeat Xiao Chiye's backing Shen Zechuan first.
Xiao Chiye's eyes were sharp, and he looked back at Lu Guangbai and said, "He is waiting for news from Yedu."
* * *
Tantaihu sounded like he had stabbed a hornet's nest, and before he could dodge, the bun was cut off by the ejected machete. The black hair spread out with a "swoosh", it was a lot shorter, and the middle was almost bald!
"Damn," Tantai Hu grabbed his short hair, "inside and outside, the real traitorous bastard is here!"
The raindrops splashed with the blade, and countless sergeants collided with their knives. Few of the miscellaneous soldiers carried a machete. This weapon was too conspicuous, and more of them chose to have a stab on the side of the saber.
"The city gate is broken," Shen Zechuan took the initiative and put away the folding fan with a snap, "Tell Shenwei that there are people from Biansha hidden in Qedu, and we have to enter if we don't."
Fei Sheng didn't dare to delay, he threw away the sharp arrow, pointed his way to his subordinates while turning over from his horse, and shouted: "The command of the emperor—"
Cen Yu and his students hadn't returned to the city of Xuedu when he saw someone riding horses in front of him, rushing into the camp, and shouting at the army tent: "There are Biansha cavalry in Xuedu, and the lives of ten thousand people are in the blink of an eye. , Gao Zhongxiong obeys!"
Gao Zhongxiong suddenly pushed away the messy paper, took up the pen, dipped ink in the sound of the rainstorm, and was calm.
"Heaven helps Fu-Jun," Yao Wenyu coughed at the window, propped up his body while panting, and said to Gao Zhongxiong, "Qie Du's actions are tantamount to committing suicide. I want you to tell the people of the world that the internal troubles are in the capital."
The scorpion came so wonderfully, just like Shao Chengbi who had rashly deployed troops before, he gave Shen Zechuan enough reasons. The garrison cannot kill if they enter the city. It is very difficult to deal with tens of thousands of miscellaneous troops, but once these miscellaneous troops become scorpions, they are foreign enemies!
"At the moment of foreign enemies, the country's gate has been broken, and the wise master is coming, this is destiny!" Yao Wenyu covered her mouth, choked a few times in the sound of coughing, and finally supported the edge of the bed, barely laughing, "The chess is in the court game. I can't help myself, Taifu is amazing, Fengquan's king-killing knife, we have secured it." He raised his wet eyes, looked at the heavy rain, and said hoarsely, "Xue Yanqing is defeated!"
Xue Xiuzhuo won a game in the rainstorm, killed Qi Huilian, drove Yao Wenyu, and forced Hai Liangyi to death, but he was also subject to the chess pieces. It's an illusion, he was driven to a dead end by himself! He tried his best to find the scorpion, but the scorpion was by his side.
Qi Huilian overturned the boat in the gutter, Feng Quan did not understand, a wise man will never repeat the same mistakes. The prince was defeated by the traitor, and Qi Huilian would definitely not let Shen Zechuan defeat the inner ghost again. With so many subordinates in the East Palace, why did Qi Huilian choose Shao and Qiao
Because I feel so guilty.
Compared with other people who have been doing their best for the East Palace from beginning to end, Shao Chengbi is the "dead knot". He was affiliated to the Ministry of War and did not do anything bad, just because he was too emotional and messed up public and private. He relented in order to save the Qiao family, but Qiao Kanghai was still dead. He betrayed the old master of the East Palace, but he didn't save anyone, even his own son was lost. This is just the beginning. At the moment when the Zhongbo Bing's defeat broke out, Shao Chengbi turned the ground into a prison and became an eternal prisoner of the word "conscience".
This blood debt exceeds all Shao Chengbi's personal relationships, so he can poke his eyes out, poison his throat, and then send his son. He knelt in front of the Buddha statue and cried bitterly, but Qi Huilian didn't use him.
This is Qi Huilian's most ruthless and most brilliant place.
Taifu never used Shao Chengbi in his life, he died, and the useless Shao Chengbi suffered a little every day. Shao Chengbi was driven by this pain and guilt, and he was also driven by Fengquan. Feng Quan was panting in the crack, no matter whose chess piece he was, Qi Huilian dared to gamble his shackles on the word "father". Shao Chengbi is the lock of Fengquan, regardless of life or death. When Feng Quan said goodbye to Shao Chengbi, the razor touched Shao Chengbi's neck, but he didn't move.
Xue Xiuzhuo regarded people as chess pieces, and Qi Huilian regarded chess pieces as people. He taught Shen Zechuan the technique of balance and balance at Zhaosin Temple, and all his weaknesses were in the word "love".
Shen Zechuan opened his eyes and saw the end of the Zhengdong Gate.
The rain and snow are like curtains, and the old scene is blurred.
Qi Huilian's figure still seemed to be standing there, he raised his arms high, pulled the chains, and refused to look back at Shen Zechuan in the last shout.
Lanzhou.
do not be afraid.
Shen Zechuan closed his eyes and opened them again, Feng Treading Shuangyi dashed forward abruptly, his sleeves swayed open in the slap of frost and snow, driving the strong winds on both sides. He is like a cold front in the dark cloud that is about to return to its sheath, and it is bound to pierce the world at this moment.
Those who have attained the Tao are justified!
The thunderstorm seemed to explode against the scalp. Luo Mu had lost control of the miscellaneous army. He retreated in the chaos of the army and shouted to the courtiers: "...The army has changed!"
Confused by the rain and snow, Xue Xiuzhuo was unsteady. He and a group of courtiers stood on the city wall, watching Shen Zechuan take the lead, the morale of the garrison was high, and he followed the white robes forward, unstoppable! The forbidden army at the south gate met the capital army. They knew more about the alleys of the city than the capital army, and they were absolutely invincible in this street battle.
Blood splattered on the walls, and the wine flag stalls tumbled to the ground following the fight.
Shen Zechuan drove his horse into the passage and, just as he thought, stepped on the gate of Qidu from the front. Fei Sheng, who was on the side, held the Zhongbo flag high, and the garrison crossed the border despite the rain of arrows.
"The city is broken!" A shrill cry came from the front of the Taixue Gate, and then thousands of students cried in unison in the flying ice ballast.
Kong Qiu staggered forward, leaning against the wall and crying, "Da Zhou's century-old country..."
The bronze bell on the top of Mount Bodhi rang, and the long sound of the bell swayed the wind and waves, frightening the birds among the overlapping layers of clouds. The city gate slammed down, and countless words flew in the air.
Xue Xiuzhuo's cheeks were clammy and cold, he looked up at the dark clouds, and the heavy burden that had been placed on his shoulders all along disappeared with the collapse of the city gate. He raised his hand to wipe the rain from his cheeks, and heard all the cries.
It's over.
Xue Xiuzhuo's eyes were like dead pools of water. He silently threw away his waist card. The waist card engraved with Li Shi Jinhui fell to the ground, was trampled by passing horses' hooves, and fell into the mud puddle.
Tantai Hu held the machete and pushed the opponent back, his footsteps messed up. He violently swung the knife diagonally, and the edge of the machete rubbed the edge of the machete to cut off the opponent's fingers. Tantai Hu kicked the opponent, swung the knife to open the blood for Shen Zechuan, and said hoarsely: "Kill the enemy!"
* * *
Qiao Tianya's blade rested on his fingertips, the rain outside the hall was still falling, but the wind stopped. The white gauze fell to the ground, and the small puddles under his feet reflected a little edge.
Feng Quan raised his finger and pushed down the last lamp. He rubbed the slightly bright fire on his sleeves and said, "You are Shen Zechuan's knife and you want to kill me."
Qiao Tianya's forehead hair fell down, blocking his eyes.
Fengquan didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and hid in the darkness, shrugging his shoulders and patting his palms lightly.
The water drops along the strands of hair, ticking on the bridge of Qiao Tianya's nose. His sword was about to be unsheathed in an instant, and when the snow shone brightly, it made a "bang" sound of iron objects colliding, knocking off the iron needles that were thrown.
The man in the hat stood behind the white gauze, raised his arms and ripped off the hat on his head. In Mingli Hall, there was only the sound of "clucking" from Fengquan, and the officials with hats and hats appeared silently like ghosts, looking at Qiao Tianya across the white gauze.
The water droplets made a soft "pop" falling sound.
Qiao Tianya's figure was like a leopard in rage, and it had already jumped up. All his unwillingness was turned into the sword's edge, shattering the white gauze, and stabbing the officials in the cap and back.
The official in the coat and hat hides the front with narrow sleeves, raises several silver threads between his fingers, nails them to Zhu Zhu when Qiao Tianya dodges, and then volleys on the ground, using the silver threads to be as light as a swallow.
The lamp oil dripped on the ground, the tongue of flame licked the floor, and the sleeve robe chasing Fengquan burned.
* * *
Even if the garrison did not kill the people, the people were running around in the chaos. The streets were too chaotic, and Tantai Hu pushed and shoved the people, for fear that scorpions would fish in troubled waters.
"Disperse the people!" Tantai Hu's palm was full of blood, and he couldn't hold the knife because it was greasy.
But it was too late, and the people blocking the street crashed into the scorpion queue. It was so dark that they could not tell who the other party was. The scorpion murdered with a machete, raised his head, and spoke fluent Dazhou dialect: "The mansion said, slaughter all the capital!"
Fei Sheng set off a torch and shouted while galloping: "Biansha bald mixed into the city, Luo Mu's miscellaneous army is really a thief! If you don't want to die, run!"
The panicked people in the road could not hear Fei Sheng's voice. They crowded in front of the scorpion, and after the death, they turned around and flocked to the garrison. The street was not spacious enough, and there were still crashed cars behind it, and the garrison was smashed into formation by the crowd.
The scorpions didn't wear armor, and they were among the people who were running around. When they passed the garrison, they were suddenly stabbed, and the garrison in front of them was caught off guard and fell over a dozen.
"China Bo betrayed the party and killed people!"
The people who fled for their lives in embarrassment covered their faces and cried loudly.
tricky!
Fei Sheng turned his horse's head, returned to Shen Zechuan, and said, "Master, what can I do? Several avenues are blocked!"
It was dark now, flags on fire everywhere were burning in mid-air, the rain was getting lighter, and the snowflakes became like foam.
Shen Zechuan held the reins, looked at the city wall, and said, "Light up the watchtower, grab the door and sound the alarm, and let the forbidden army who broke through the south gate open the street entrance."
The garrison troops on both sides passed quickly, and there were few arrows left between the walls, and there were short armies everywhere under the city. The torches of the garrison were suddenly lit, and it became particularly important to snatch the watchtower.
Shen Zechuan had a short blade on his body, and when the horse passed the crowd, the wind was blowing on the side. He immediately dodged, and the thorns protruded on his cheek with a "swoosh", and the residual wind brought a slight chill.
The short blade suddenly came out of its sheath, swirled in Shen Zechuan's left hand, and slammed into the thorn with a bang. But his injury did not heal, and this time he only hit the scorpion's thorn diagonally. The scorpion immediately let go of his hand, grabbed it when the thorn fell, and then stabbed Shen Zechuan's neck horizontally.
The flag above his head burst into flames, and the sky was full of ashes flying around his head. Shen Zechuan used his strength to get off his horse the moment the flag was lit. Feng Tashuangyi ran in a heartbeat, he had avoided the cross thorn, and followed Feng Tashuangyi to take a few steps. Scorpion caught the air, and in a brief absence of attention, Shen Zechuan grabbed the punched arm.
Scorpion was startled, then overjoyed, and said with Bian Sha, "He has no strength—"
Before this sentence was finished, Shen Zechuan had already let go, and his left hand slapped Scorpion's arm violently. Scorpion thought he was about to fall over his shoulder, and immediately opened his leg, ready to stabilize the lower plate, but Shen Zechuan turned his body and kicked Is kicking in the scorpion chest.
The scorpion opened his arms and said in a shocking voice, "The mayfly shakes the tree!"
Shen Zechuan's slender two fingers slanted towards Scorpion's eyebrows, Scorpion was suspicious of deceit, and immediately closed his eyes. Unexpectedly, Shen Zechuan laughed very lightly, and the short blade that was released fell downward. He supported the force on one foot, turned around again, and kicked the short blade sideways towards the scorpion. Screaming and screaming in the splatter of blood.
Shen Zechuan turned a deaf ear, the fire behind him suddenly lit up, and his figure lengthened here with the movement of the fire.
Fei Sheng shouted violently when he saw the machine: "Luo Mu colluded with the people from Biansha, and the foreign enemies were mixed in the city, the garrison army killed the enemy, and the rest quickly moved away!"
The torches on the watchtower at the east gate swayed against the sky, and the guards stepping on the railing held high the Zhongbo waist card, exhausted all their strength, and shouted down: "Fujun order - kill foreign enemies, kill the chaos army, kill the thieves!"
Scorpion saw that the incitement was useless, and the passage was blocked by the garrison, so he could only retreat to the original road. The entire capital was chaotic and disorderly, and the army guarding the city gates was killed by the forbidden army into a river of blood.
Most of the wall stacks had been smashed down, Xue Xiuzhuo's official robe was scraped, and he was in a state of embarrassment until he was violently pulled.
Duan Er held Brother Jin with a burden on his shoulders, and gestured "Ah" to Xue Xiuzhuo amid the noise, dragging Xue Xiuzhuo to the steps.
Xue Xiuzhuo staggered a few steps, propped up against the wall, and looked at Brother Jin. Brother Jin was Xue Xiuyi's son, and was raised by Xue Xiuzhuo. At this moment, his face was full of tears. He held Xue Xiuzhuo's clothes and said, "Uncle, uncle!"
Duan stomped his feet anxiously, and kept pulling on Xue Xiuzhuo's official robe, signaling Xue Xiuzhuo to run quickly.
Xue Xiuzhuo raised his hand and touched Brother Jin's cheek, he said, "You are a good boy."
Brother Jin raised his head and felt rain on his cheeks.
Xue Xiuzhuo hunched his body and turned his back to the light, covering up all his weakness. There is only this moment in his life, as if only this moment belongs to him.
Mute started to cry for no reason, shouted "Ah" at Xue Xiuzhuo, and dragged his fingers until they turned red.
Xue Xiuzhuo raised his body again and gently broke away from the restraint of Duaner. He pushed Mu'er's shoulder and said, "Let's go."
Brother Jin sobbed loudly, pulled Xue Xiuzhuo and shouted, "Uncle!"
Xue Xiuzhuo turned a deaf ear.
The rain tonight is less than two years ago, but he sees the same bleak sky. Lone Walker was guarding the city, and he heard the echoes of decay long before the sky was destroyed, but he was so unwilling that the behemoth that once stood here had to leave the scene in such a way.
Xue Xiuzhuo stepped on the steps and walked down slowly. He walked alone, never looking back.
"You pushed the Yellow Book in Zhongbo," Xue Xiuzhuo stopped and said to Shen Zechuan, "It's Yuan Zhuo's credit."
Shen Zechuan didn't answer.
In the dim figure, Xue Xiuzhuo brushed off the dust from his sleeves and said, "I admire Qi Huilian and follow his path." He stared at Shen Zechuan, "but he is not as ruthless."
It's too simple to gamble on one life, it's hard to dare to put this life in the game. Qi Hui dares to do anything, and behind his frantic actions is his trust in Shen Zechuan.
Lan Zhou is not his pawn.
Because of this, Qi Hui left nothing for Lan Zhou. Shen Zechuan didn't need to be restrained, Qi Hui brushed the top of his hair, and spent those five years together, pointing out the direction for Lan Zhou.
The master gave you poetry and books, and allowed you to express the word as Lanzhou.
This is all Qi Huilian has.
"Da Zhou has gone through the era of heroes. For hundreds of years, even foreign powers have not been able to break through this door, and now they have lost to you," Xue Xiuzhuo looked at Shen Zechuan, "A swimming fish at the bottom of the cauldron."
"I've heard a lot of speculations, even Yuan Zhuo imagined that I might be the bloodline of the Li family that Shen Wei kept," Shen Zechuan turned his eyes to the palace, "but I'm a sinner. Only Mr. did the opposite."
Those who attain the Tao are not predestined.
"I admire Qi Huilian's ability to turn things around by himself." Xue Xiuzhuo exhaled deeply, and then said in a deep voice, "My lord is young, and it is Xue Xiuzhuo who came to surrender today. The city gate has been broken, the official road has been opened, and Shen Zechuan has , don't kill innocents - I'll meet you!"
His sound was like thunder, and the courtiers in the city were paralyzed. Opening the door and accepting surrender is a shame throughout the ages. Today, Xue Yanqing is solely responsible for it!
"No..." Kong Qiu cried out in pain, beating his chest and patting his feet, "Da Zhou..."
The courtiers, like concubines in mourning, supported each other in grief.
Surrender means that the fighting will stop. The remaining garrison of Zhongbo does not need to advance any further. All of them are broken, and the thirteen cities of Juexi behind them are still safe and sound. That is the hard work of the practical faction for several years, and it is the only remaining granary in Dazhou.
Kong Qiu understood that this was the last good strategy, and they were completely wiped out in the game with China Bo. With Xue Xiuzhuo's welcome, Da Zhou ceased to exist.
Kong Qiu was about to collapse, but he clawed at the wall and burst into tears: "Today the world has changed hands, and I am incompetent." He looked up at the chaos in the air, entangled in the words, gradually showing a fortitude.
Seeing that Kong Qiu's expression had changed, Shen Zechuan knew it was bad.
The gloomy sky covered the clouds and the moon, and the raindrops splashed. Sure enough, Kong Qiu raised his head and shouted: "I am the great minister of Zhou, and I will not kneel as the second master!"
Having said that, as soon as the official robe is shaken, he will jump off the city wall and die for the country.
Fei Sheng was startled and secretly said that he was in trouble! Xue Xiuzhuo has not handed over the Great Zhou Yuxi after Yingjun's surrender. The news of Kong Qiu's jump will be spread tomorrow, and it will be forced by Shen Zechuan!
Fei Sheng shouted to the garrison attacking the city wall: "Stop him!"
The courtiers surrounded Kong Qiu, and no matter how fast the garrison was, they couldn't get rid of the crowd. I saw Kong Qiu's official robe fluttering in the wind, and his body was already leaning over the wall. Just at this critical moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from behind and grabbed Kong Qiu's official robe. Liang Luoshan cried out in a voice: "Yuanfu can't be!"
Kong Qiu's body froze, rubbing off the broken bricks from the wall. He braced his arms and coughed while crying.
Liang Maoshan was sweating profusely, he dragged Kong Qiu back, both arms were shaking. He was in shock, sweating through the night and the firelight.
* * *
The carriage was attacked on the way to the main west gate, and the streets were crowded with carriages and horses. The rich and noble people packed up their belongings and wanted to escape from the Zhengximen while the chaos, so they blocked the road completely.
The guard reined in the reins, waved the whip to drive away the people, and shouted, "Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
The car and horse on the side collided, and the exclamation stopped. There are too many people, like porridge in a pot, and the carriage can't get any closer.
The curtain of the car swayed, and Li Jianting saw the towering palace and heard the sound of the bronze bell.
"The city is broken," Han Jin was running barefoot on the street, he jumped up, caught the flying letters, and laughed madly, "The city is broken!"
"Xue Xiuzhuo surrendered," someone cried out to the sky, "Da Zhou is dead!"
Li Jianting had severe pain in her chest, her trembling fingers lifted the curtain of the car, while panting rapidly, she suddenly leaned forward and vomited. The wind blew her tousled locks, the drizzle veiled her face, and the bones of her swaying back loomed out.
The last part of the journey that Xue Xiuzhuo said was to be humiliated for her.
Li Jianting's body also trembled, and he laughed hoarsely. She and Xue Xiuzhuo complement each other, but there is no teacher-student friendship. Xue Xiuzhuo does not need it, nor does Li Jianting need it. At this moment, Xue Xiuzhuo is also implementing the word "chen".
Jiang Qingshan did not come back, and Li Jianting fled to Juexi just to survive. Da Zhou is dead, and Shen Zechuan not only has a strong army, but also has popular reputation. Their hard work in the eight cities handed over to people, and those unfinished things will become Shen Zechuan's badges after tonight.
"Go out and hide in Tibet for the rest of your life," Li Jianting raised his eyes and looked at the rain, "...how boring."
Li Jianting has been "hiding" for half her life, and she is the life that cannot see the light. But she struggled hard, she won and lost, she lost, she admitted it.
"Emperor—" The guards couldn't grasp the reins, watching Li Jianting jump down.
Li Jianting was drenched in the rain, raised his arms and tied his loose hair. Tens of thousands of people fled to the west, but she was the only one who went east alone and became the only shadow in the crowd against the current.
Han Jin clutched the letter and danced and sang in the waves. He jumped happily, caught up with Li Jianting, and grinned: "I'm looking for my big brother!"
Mingli Hall was on fire.
Li Jianting leaned over and picked up the broken drum that had fallen on the road. She clapped, and the drum sounded muffled.
"Go to the palace?"
Han Jin clapped his hands and said, "Go go go!"
The chaotic army was fighting, Li Jianting no longer looked at anyone, she beat the broken drum, laughed wantonly with the lunatic, and stepped in the direction of the palace.
"I originally exiled my ministers, but I'm also a hero in troubled times. The sages recruit seats, and the heroes enter my palace."
There was no bright light in the sky, Kong Qiu and his courtiers were tearing up the city wall.
"Xiao Guan hears the border, and the iron hoof chases the cold water. The veteran is chasing horses, and the snow is heavy."
The stone monument in the north stands in the Spring and Autumn Period, and Xiao Fangxu's sword is covered with thin snow. The iron cavalry galloped through the grass, Xiao Jiming dismounted, and wiped the residual snow for the knife with his hands down.
"Shanxue Minghuangxing, the wolf kills the jackal."
The waves of the Chashi River are rolling, and the worn-out chitchi flowers are hidden in the long stream.
"Go back to the sheath to brush the dust off the sleeves, and the idle clouds wash the red tassels. The sick immortal travels with wine, and the sound of the pine moon is empty."
Yao Wenyu leaned over and coughed, and the handkerchief was red with blood again. He looked out of the tent, his vision blocked by heavy fog. Qiao Tianya's sword has been sheathed, and in the beating of fire and rain, he looks at Fengquan.
"Mingtang has a feast and drink with chopsticks."
Li Jianting beat the broken drum and shuttled through the scarlet city walls.
"Let's use up the glass of wine and enjoy the high hall."
The fire in the Mingli Hall was soaring into the sky, illuminating the surroundings brightly, and there was a sea of flames ahead. Han Jin ran with his arms vigorously, Li Jianting turned his head and looked at Qidu again. Her fingers tapped the drum face, but the drum stopped making a sound. She was in a trance in the fire, and sang in a hoarse voice: "...drunk in a wild song...no need to ask for fame..."
The lacquer column of Mingli Hall collapsed suddenly, splashing fire waves. Sparks burst onto Li Jianting's skirt and burned along the pattern. She turned around and was engulfed in flames.