Nine years seemed to pass by in an instant. Nine years ago, on the snowy field outside Zhenhuang, she chose to stand with Yan Xun without hesitation, looking at the lonely and cold child with hatred in her eyes. Nine years later, fate gave her the same chance again, but she still aimed her sword at him without hesitation.
The wind and snow remained the same, things changed and people changed, and the world became vast and vast in an instant, only the sound of the wind was left, rolling up the flying snow all over the sky, and sprinkled it on the face that was already familiar in sleep.
Chu Qiao bent her fingers and clenched her fist fiercely, her nails inserted into the flesh and blood of her palm, but she couldn't feel the slightest pain.
Yuejiu's eyes were red, and seeing her face clearly, she cursed angrily: "You wolf-hearted woman, our young master came here to save you, but you did such a murderous thing. After today, there is still one person in Fanyuewei, I swear I want you to pay the price for what you did today!"
"Big words." Yan Xun's eyes drifted lightly, and he said in a calm tone, "Go, trample them to death."
"Yes!" The imperial guards responded in unison, turning around and about to rush forward. At this moment, there was a sudden roar of galloping under the snowfield, and thousands of horses roared towards them. The men on the horses were dressed in different clothes, including businessmen, herdsmen, street vendors, and scholars in Confucian shirts. , and even officials wearing Yanbei official uniforms. They galloped forward on horseback, brandishing all kinds of sabers, and after a while, they all gathered behind Zhuge Yue.
"Master!" A man in his forties rushed forward. He was wearing the official uniform of the fifth grade of Yanbei Zheng, and holding a thick-backed sword in his hand. He jumped off his horse, as fierce as a mad tiger, and shouted loudly while charging , "The moon is late, Ah Jiu protects the young master to leave! Brothers, follow me!"
As early as nine years ago, when Yan Shicheng died in Huoleiyuan and Yan Xun was trapped in the imperial capital, the young Zhuge Yue carefully weaved this net. But back then, he could not have foreseen the situation today. He just carefully placed his people and lurked in the territory of Yanbei, in order to help him in the future when the big clans compete for this piece of fat in Yanbei. However, when Yan Xun returned and Yanbei rebelled, these people became Zhuge Yue's eyes, ears and hands in Yanbei. After Caoqiu attacked the camp last time, it was also by relying on these people that he was able to escape safely.
The battle started in an instant, blood splattered, the sound of killing was deafening, and the light of the knife was dazzling.
He Xiao stepped forward cautiously, and asked in a low voice: "My lord, do we want to help His Majesty?"
Chu Qiao looked at the battlefield in a trance, thousands of thoughts flew in her mind one by one, Zhuge Yue's face, Yan Xun's face flashed one by one, she didn't know what went wrong, she didn't know what she had done, weak It swept over the sky and covered the sky, almost submerging her whole body. Anger, heartache, remorse, heartache, indescribable thoughts surrounded her, blindfolded her eyes, mouth, nose and ears, she was very tired, so tired that she wanted to fall to the ground and fall asleep, and die instantly.
"My lord? My lord?" He Xiao's voice sounded clearly beside his ears, and it became more and more urgent.
Chu Qiao's body trembled, she came back to her senses immediately, pulled out He Xiao's saber, jumped off the horse and rushed forward, shouting loudly: "Everyone follow me!"
The Xiuli army followed closely behind, their battle intent boiling like boiling water, but just as they were about to attack Xia Bing, Chu Qiao slashed on the chest of a Yanbei soldier, and blood splashed on her Xiuli army. cheeks, the girl's figure is tall and straight, like a firm boulder and tall tree.
One, two, five, ten...
All the soldiers in the field fell silent, and Chu Qiao attacked all Yanbei soldiers who approached her without saying a word, as if she had gone mad. Zhuge Yue's entourage stared at her erratically, keeping a certain distance from her. The soldiers of Yanbei also looked at her in amazement, not daring to approach her, even the soldiers of the Xiuli Army, one by one He froze on the ground, not knowing what to do.
"Achu, what are you doing?" Yan Xun came up from behind, staring at her with eyes as dark as a deep spring, and said slowly in a low voice.
Chu Qiao didn't speak, just holding the saber in her hand, she stood there and looked at him steadfastly, looking at the man she devoted all her heart and soul to follow, she just felt that life was like a flashy dream, and she was wrapped in silk thread , like a puppet, but has been ignorant for a long time.
Several soldiers from Yanbei cautiously stepped forward, but before they got close, Chu Qiao's saber flew by, and in the clear light of the saber, a line of blood flew high into the sky. Under everyone's shocking gaze, the soldier's body fell to the snow with a thump, twitching like a dying wild dog.
There were no exaggerated and gorgeous moves, no bluff shouts, she calmly pointed the blade at her comrades, standing on the vast snowfield, her body was thin, and there was no one around her.
"Chu Qiao! What are you doing?" Yan Xun's voice became deeper and deeper, and Yue Da on the side saw him, and immediately ordered his subordinates to evacuate immediately. Yan Xun's eyes turned cold, and Yanbei's soldiers immediately chased after her. Chu Qiao's figure was sharp, and she stood in front of her after a few ups and downs. No matter what, he fought her desperately.
He Xiao was furious when he saw it, picked up a saber and shouted angrily: "Brothers! Protect Your Excellency!"
The battlefield was in chaos, and it was impossible to tell who was the enemy. Chu Qiao's eyes were red, and her clothes were stained red with the blood of her own people. Her hands were shaking violently, but her body didn't take a step back. The horse's hooves drifted away, and the unconscious Zhuge Yue was carried away. The pitch-black war eagle struggled and shouted in the sky, and the cold wind was like a cold knife, scraping on her skin inch by inch.
On the vast plain, bloody corpses covered the entire land, the fighting was still going on, and the air was filled with damp and cold despair and dead silence.
I don't know how long it took, everything gradually calmed down, she stood leaning on a knife, her feet were covered with bright red blood, Yan Xun stood opposite her, looking at her quietly. In a trance, she suddenly felt that the person opposite was so strange, as if she had never known her before. She didn't want to say anything, didn't want to ask anything, dragged her tired body, turned around staggeringly, and just wanted to leave.
"Stop." A deep voice came from behind, Yan Xun stepped forward slowly, the soldiers retreated like a tide, only He Xiao stood in front of her holding a knife, staring at the approaching King of Yanbei.
"Get out of the way." Yan Xun said to He Xiao coldly, the young general raised his head, looked at him without any fear, and responded to his order with silence.
Suddenly, Yan Xun pulled out the sword from his waist, and almost at the same time, Chu Qiao swung the sword forward. The tacit understanding over the years allowed her to block his moves without opening her eyes. A burst of intense sparks immediately Flashed among the swords, dazzlingly bright.
Yan Xun sneered coldly, "What? Can you even draw your sword against me for him? I thought that in the whole world, only Zhuge Yue could make you do this."
Chu Qiao raised her head, looked at Yan Xun with her eyes, looked at his familiar eyebrows and cold lips, suddenly, no matter what, she couldn't combine him with the gentle and handsome boy in her memory. At this moment, Yan Xun finally broke away from her memory and stood in front of her alive. The reality is so cruel, her obsessions that she had been obsessed with for many years collapsed, like broken glass, thousands of pieces and petals that could no longer be put together .
"Yan Xun, you lied to me."
There was no trace of guilt on Yan Xun's face, and he said lightly: "I'm not lying to you, how can I lure him into being fooled?"
Ten thousand arrows piercing the heart was nothing more than that, Chu Qiao smiled wryly, her eyes were still dry, but tears could not flow out, her voice was full of indescribable despair and exhaustion. She looked at him puzzled, shook her head, "Yan Xun, why did you become like this?"
Her voice is like a bird without branches. She is no longer the ever-victorious general galloping on the battlefield, no longer the peerless general who is astonishingly talented, no longer the fierce and courageous Mr. Xiuli. At this moment, she It's just a woman who has been deceived. All the years of devotion and dedication have turned into soup and wasted.
Yan Xun said in a deep voice, "Ah Chu, you said that I have changed, but in fact it is not you who have changed? General Daxia sneaked into Yanbei secretly, you didn't report such important military information to me, and even turned against each other at the critical moment. Draw your sword against me. As the king of Yanbei, what is wrong with killing a Daxia soldier? If I hadn’t anticipated your reaction, why would I have to go to such lengths to deceive you? Yanbei and I are in your heart Could it be that they are all inferior to Zhuge Yue?"
Chu Qiao's body trembled, and she stared at him blankly for a long time, before suddenly laughing out nervously.
"Yan Xun, if Yanbei goes to war against Huai Song one day, will you plan to lure your allies of Huai Song and kill her?"
Yan Xun was taken aback for a moment, and frowned, "What are you talking about?"
"Yan Xun, you blame me for not being true to you, but tell me, do you believe me?"
Yan Xun's brows furrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "It's for your own good that I let you go back to the inland of Yanbei and not take part in the war."
"Slaughtering my comrades-in-arms and the army, forcing me to leave the cause I have fought for for many years, driving me away from the center of power, away from the battlefield I created by myself, doubting me, distrusting me, spying on me, using me, all this is for I'm good?"
Chu Qiao's eyes were frighteningly bright, and in the howling wind, her voice was like a cold knife, sharply shooting into the boundless dark night, and the unwillingness and sadness that had been suppressed for a year rolled out like a tide.
"Achu, you are my woman, why can't you just stay behind and wait for my victory like other women?"
Chu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, her body trembled, tears flowed from her laughter, she covered her chest with her hands, the bitter taste lingered on the tip of her tongue, she shook her head suddenly and said: "So, what you want is such a woman. "
The girl's eyes were so bright, like shining stars, she looked at Yan Xun fixedly, her voice was low and hoarse, and asked: "In this case, why did you come to me? Yan Xun, you can kill Zhuge Yue, but you You shouldn't use me, let alone set up this scam based on my relationship with him."
A heavy disappointment suddenly flashed in Yan Xun's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Cheng Yuan told me long ago that you and Zhuge Yue have a very close relationship, but unfortunately I have always been too confident, today you finally admitted it yourself."
When Chu Qiao heard this, she almost wanted to laugh out loud, Cheng Yuan? Now he would rather believe that shameless villain than her? She went through life and death for him, devoted herself to him, exhausted her heart and soul, and followed him in the saddle for many years. In the end, she couldn't compare to a villain who flattered him all day long? She used to think that he was just temporarily deluded and dazzled by hatred, but now, she was gradually despairing. He has become a complete politician, no ideals, no beliefs, no matter what he wants to bring her back to Yanbei to live a good life, nothing compares to his ambition. For his hegemony, he can find all suitable reasons for himself, he can believe in all excuses that are beneficial to him, and he can eradicate all those who stand in his way, even if this person is his teacher, friend, comrade-in-arms, subordinate, spouse…