Feng Zhuoyi has been emperor for many years, and he is not comparable to an immature prince. He first regained control of the imperial city with a thunderous force, and then stepped into the East Palace calmly.
The moment he saw his father, Feng Zhang knew that the situation was over, and knelt down on the ground with a pale face.
"Impossible, this is impossible!" Zhou Liangyuan stared at the emperor for a long time, then suddenly rushed forward, was kicked over by the nearby Jinwu guards, and pressed firmly to the ground.
Now that the situation outside the city is urgent, and there is no time for detailed interrogation, Emperor Yuan Shuo ordered that the crown prince, the Zhou family and a group of Eastern Palace officials be taken directly to the prison. The Habayashi Army and the Gyeonggi Battalion went to defend the city, and ordered the civil servants to summon all the monks in the city. Regardless of their origin, anyone who participated in the battle of defending the city could be awarded a title, and those who made merit would be rewarded twice.
He also ordered all the Jinwu guards to go out of the city from the side gate, and fly across the country with beacons and swords in their hands. The beacon fire order informs all the princes to rescue them immediately.
After doing all this, Feng Zhuoyi was slightly relieved, his legs went limp, and he took two steps back and fell down on the dragon chair. The spiritual veins were damaged, and the dantian was empty. Feng Zhuoyi is now an elderly mortal. The dragon and tiger gait just now was just a strong effort to frighten everyone.
Zhu Xingli curled his lips, "I said earlier that the prince should go to defend the city. The prince is young and strong, full of spiritual energy, and it won't be too late to deal with him after he repels the barbarians."
Emperor Yuanshuo shook his head: "He can't keep it." His son knew that although he taught him the seal, at this moment he had to admit that the seal was heavier than the seal, and it was not as good. .
After a short rest, Feng Zhuoyi cheered up again, led Zhu Xingli to the high wall of the palace, and watched the situation outside the city from afar. The Jingji camp was twenty miles away from the city, and they had already rushed to fight the barbarians. There were crowds of people on the city wall, and the guards of the nine gates fired all arrows.
It was the first time that Dayong was beaten to the capital of Yongdu for a hundred years. Feng Zhuoyi supported the blue bricks on the palace wall, sweat soaking through the cracks of the bricks, "If you don't keep it, I will become a sinner of the Feng family. , working hard to govern, only looking forward to Haiyan, Heqing, the country's peace and prosperity, why did it come to this situation today?"
Lost his spiritual veins, the prince conspired against him, and the capital was besieged!
Zhu Xingli sat on the crenel, with one leg sticking out of the wall and dangling in the air, "In ancient times, there were kings who worked hard to rule the country, and there were kings who lived in a prosperous age. The world is impermanent, so don't worry too much about it."
This reassurance made people even more sad, Feng Zhuoyi lowered his head, "Yi Xiao, I never thought that you would be by my side at this time."
"I didn't expect that either." Zhu Xingli stopped the emperor from putting on a high hat for him in time, and asked him to die for the country, "I promised Xin'er that I would live a long life." He raised his eyes to observe the positions of several city gates, It is safer to figure out where to escape if the city breaks down.
"..." Emperor Yuan Shuo couldn't continue, turned and walked down the city wall, ready to interrogate the prince, "Who is the Zhou family?" There is clearly no problem with the time, and the family is also very clear, it is Zhou Kang's biological sister, a complete Dayong countryman.
"Xu is a follower of the great barbarian witch." Zhu Xingli grabbed a piece of grass from nowhere and put it in his mouth.
"A believer of the Great Witch?" Lin Xin frowned slightly as he looked at the misty Eiyang Ridge not far away, "Don't barbarians believe in that god?"
"The great witches of this generation have their own followers. The believers firmly believe that he is the reincarnation of the ancient witch god." Shen Lou's eyes were cold and stern, and there was a bit of disgust in his tone, "Everyone is brave enough to die."
The reason why the spirit devouring could not be controlled later was that these believers were willing to be hidden weapons in human form, swallowing the spirit devouring and sneaking into Dayong's army, which was impossible to guard against.
When Lin Xin heard this, the chill instantly spread from the ridge to the Tianling Gai. The black mountains in front of my eyes seemed to have turned into giant beasts that devoured people, just waiting for the army from the Northern Territory to enter the urn. "If this time, I can't stop the spirit devouring..."
Shen Lou's eyes dimmed. Even if he lost 150,000 troops, he would have to kill the devouring spirits on the grassland even if he had to pay 150,000 troops. .”
"I'm not worried," Lin Xin looked Shen Lou up and down, and said with a smile, "Master can protect the spirit eater from death. If you get infected again, I'll take you to the Southern Region to be a mortal couple."
Shen Lou laughed, and reached out to catch Lin Xin who jumped off the horse, "That's fine, I still have a few teahouses in Southern Region."
"Forget about those properties, don't let people recognize them. I can tell stories and tell fortunes, so I won't starve you." Lin Xin raised his chin and said quite proudly.
"But I know nothing but fighting." Shen Lou lowered his head and looked at him with a smile in his eyes.
"You can carve a deer."
"That's not for sale."
Shen Yingying galloped over with her horse, reined in suddenly under the soil slope, looked at the two people who were about to stick together, and felt that it was inappropriate for her to be in the past now. It wasn't until the horse gnawed away all the green grass under its feet that the elder brother remembered to call her over.
The camp has already been set up, twenty miles ahead is Eiyang Ridge, the scouts came to report, there are many troops stationed on the other side of the mountain, and the number is still increasing. But this fight was a must, Wen Shilan was attacking Yongdu, the barbarian army without Wen Shilan was like a tiger with its claws drawn, it was much easier to deal with than usual, and this opportunity must not be missed.
The barbarians thought they were besieging Wei and saving Zhao, but they were actually fighting the fire with their salaries.
Shen Yingying gave the general's information to her elder brother with a serious face, but she couldn't help but glance at Lin Xin. These days, Lin Xin has been living in the handsome tent, no matter how dull Shen Yingying is, she can see something unusual.
Lin Xin grabbed Shen Lou's shoulder and winked at her.
As night fell, the fighting outside the capital had not stopped.
"Commander, there are not enough arrows!" The defenders of Zhengyang Gate loudly opposed the leader of the Habayashi Army on the high platform.
"Commander, East Gate Luli is in a hurry!" the defender of the East Gate rushed over out of breath, sweating profusely.
I thought that the barbarians would stop attacking the city at night, but I didn't expect that these people belonged to wolves, and they became more fierce at night. The Gyeonggi camp outside the city couldn't bear it, and had already returned to the city for a rest. The nine gates were all painted by Zhu Xingli with cinnabar, inlaid with deer glass, and became stronger than the city wall, not afraid of the giant wood chiseling the gates. The barbarians pounced on the city wall like locusts and began to climb.
"If you run out of arrows, put oil on it." Zhu Xingli leaped onto the city wall, Chun Hen unsheathed, and stabbed to death a barbarian who had just climbed onto the wall. Emperor Yuan Shuo babbled endlessly in the palace, and he was afraid that he would not be able to resist killing the king any more, so he asked for an imperial order to come to the city wall to help.
A group of palace guards who followed Zhu Xingli lifted the huge oil barrel up the tower, put it on the female wall and chiseled it open with a bang. The oil and water flowed down, pouring the barbarian who was climbing the wall all over his body and face.
"Ignite!" The commander of the Habayashi Army ordered loudly, and the cotton-wrapped arrow was ignited, and shot straight at the barbarian covered in oil.
"Boom—" The flames jumped three feet high, and the barbarians on the wall screamed, like a cicada shell on a tree trunk, and it fell down with a strong wind. The city wall turned into a wall of fire, reflecting the night sky of Yongdu red.
The horns of the barbarians sounded, and they stopped climbing the city wall, and the crossbow arrows rushed towards them like a storm, reflecting the flames.
"Teacher, be careful!" the young general standing beside Zhu Xingli exclaimed.
Zhu Xingli held a sword flower, "ding ding ding" to block the three arrows, grabbed the young general's collar and hid behind the parapet shortly, "Silly boy, take care of yourself."
Qushanhou, who is the closest to the capital, only needs one day to get here, and if he survives tonight, he will have a chance to breathe. The barbarians also seemed to know about this, and attacked the city recklessly.
"Boom!" A huge crack sounded from the top of the city wall not far away.
"What?" Zhu Xingli looked over curiously, but before he could see clearly, the thin female wall behind him suddenly exploded, pushing him out.
The city wall was more than ten feet high, unable to hold the sword, Zhu Xingli fell off the top of the wall and fell into the city.
"Teacher!" The young general screamed and rushed up to save him, another loud bang, the bricks and rocks shattered. Immediately, Zhu Xingli drew his sword and stabbed into the wall, barely able to stabilize his body, but the young man on the wall fell down, hot blood splashed on Zhu Xingli's face, "Boy!"
Zhu Xingli drew his sword, used his strength to turn up again, and firmly caught the young general's body.
"He Liuhun! He Liuhun!" The barbarian army began to shout in unison, very excited. The crowd parted ways, and at the end stood a strong man nine feet tall with a hulking back. The burly man held a huge crossbow in his palm, with the bow in his hand, his feet on the strings, and the cold light of the arrow pointing directly at Zhu Xingli.
People from Beimo respectfully call the Hercules He Liuhun. The power of this bow and crossbow was comparable to Shen Yingying's sang arc, and it directly shot through the female wall and shattered it.
The kerosene on the city wall was burnt out, and the jet-black giant arrow rushed straight towards it reflecting the last ray of flame. Zhu Xingli did not dodge backwards, but used his spiritual power to take a quick and strange step. In the eyes of the barbarians, the people on the tower were like ghosts, they were still in place one moment, and suddenly turned into afterimages the next moment.
The huge arrow did not hurt Zhu Xingli, but hit the blue brick under his feet, and a corner of the city wall collapsed. The city defenders suffered heavy casualties, and it was too late to come over to supplement. The barbarian's ladder reached the low gap, and the nimble Xiu soldiers climbed up in twos and twos, and Zhu Xingli immediately raised his sword and slashed over.
The long-distance attack turned into close combat, and the commander of the Habayashi Army got out of the broken bricks, rushed to Zhu Xingli's side, and chopped down the barbarian soldiers with him.
Dayong's city guards took up their swords one after another and fought with the barbarians. From slashing in the twilight to the climax of the moon, Zhu Xingli, even with a spiritual power as high as Zhu Xingli, was a little soft. He was stabbed twice unexpectedly, and his knees slipped and fell to the ground.
That He Liuhun suddenly climbed up, raised his big knife and slashed at Zhu Xingli's waist. After observing this for a long time, the barbarians have already seen that Zhu Xingli is the most powerful and shameless of the defenders.
It was he who had been coming up with strange ideas, causing them to suffer heavy casualties.
The Chunhen sword stood firmly in front of him, the deer glass on the hilt flickered twice and shattered into powder, and the spiritual power suddenly disappeared. Zhu Xingli's complexion changed, and he shouted behind He Liuhun: "Chonger, hack him to death!"
He Liuhun immediately turned around to block, but there was nothing behind him. Chun Hen's scabbard like a burning stick twirled in Zhu Xingli's hand, and stabbed heavily at the barbarian's crotch.
"Ah!" the barbarian Hercules screamed, and took two steps back.
Zhu Xingli had already put on the deer glass again, and hooked his hands at the man.
"Despicable Han people!" He Liuhun roared and rushed over.
Suddenly Zhu Xingli's eyes lit up: "Chong'er, hack him to death!"
He Liuhun was out of breath, used one trick twice, did he think he was a fool? No matter what he rushed forward, he suddenly stopped, and slowly landed, a sharp sword tip pierced his body.
"Master!" Feng Zhong, who ran up ahead of the army, obediently hacked He Liuhun to death, and jumped to the side of Master, "Are you alright?"
Zhu Xingli leaned against Feng Zhong's back forcefully: "If you don't come again, something will happen."
"Kill—" Behind the barbarian army, there was a sudden cry of killing. When the horn sounded, the barbarians' siege power dropped sharply.
"Where did you get the soldiers?" Zhu Xingli asked in surprise.
"From the Eastern Region." Feng Zhong killed a barbarian who was trying to sneak attack with his backhand, carried his master on his back, and climbed back to the city by climbing the broken city wall.
On the battlefield in the distance, Lin Qu's blue sword light cut through the long night.
Feng Zhong originally borrowed a ship from the Eastern Region to transport the deer glass. Lin Qu heard that the war in Beimo was serious, and his cousin had also gone, so he gave Feng Chong another elite soldier and asked him to take it quietly to help. If the ship can't get to Shanhaiguan, it has to change land transportation near the capital. As soon as I got off the boat, I saw the wolf smoke.
Not long after, Lin Qu came with the imperial sword of the master of the Lin family. He didn't even need to deploy troops, and he brought the elite soldiers that he lent to Feng Zhong directly to rescue Yongdu.
"Okay, okay, okay!" After hearing Feng Zhong's words, Feng Zhuoyi grabbed his wrist and trembled slightly excitedly, "My son is really a lucky star."
It seems that they didn't hear that the Southern Region, Northern Region, and Eastern Region colluded to defy the Prince's order.
Zhu Xingli lay paralyzed on the soft couch, and asked the imperial doctor to bandage the wound, "The news from the Northern Territory said that it is suspected that Wen Shilan led the troops himself. Have you seen Wen Shilan?"
The sky was dim, and the horn sounded. Shen Yingying was the vanguard, leading the army that had rested all night and began to march towards Eiyang Ridge. Shen Lou guarded the tent as the marshal, and there were messengers to rush between the battlefield and the camp with his sword.
A few days ago, Ren San, who did not know where to deliver the letter, finally came back, so he went to Lin Xin and whispered something in Lin Xin's ear. Lin Xin nodded casually, continued to hold the clay figurine in his hands, casually threw him a few copper coins, and told him to buy a roast chicken.
Seeing this, Shen Lou knew it was not important news, so he didn't ask further. The army has already invaded Eiyang Ridge, and the battle with the barbarian army is in full swing, so there is no distraction for a moment.
"Marshal!" The soldier who reported the letter ran in quickly, "Wen Shilan, the wolf-slaying general, is in the barbarian army!"
Wen Shilan! This person didn't go to attack the capital, but has been lurking in Eyang Ridge, waiting to catch a turtle in the urn! Shen Lou got up suddenly, took the silver gun on the rack and rushed out. Shen Yingying couldn't deal with Wen Shilan, so he had to go.
A fierce battle is inevitable.
Lin Xin sat on the spot without moving, and looked at Dong Shichuan who kept flicking his abacus aside: "Mr. Dong, how long can Luli last with this style of play?"
"Originally it could last seven days, but now that Wen Shilan is here, I'm afraid it will be less than three days." Dong Shechuan frowned into the word "Chuan".
Wen Shilan, as the god of war in the grassland, is not only as simple as having high spiritual power, but also his military strategy is first-class. He knew that the Dayong army would not be able to bring much deer glass if they attacked thousands of miles away, so he kept using the extremely deer glass-consuming style of fighting to drag Shen Lou to death.
Lin Xin lowered his eyes and threw the clay figure in his hand into the fire.
As night fell, the order to break out of the camp and move forward never came, and Shen Lou returned to the camp with the army. Shen Yingying dejectedly held the big arrow with bald hair, and went back to her tent without saying a word.
Unfavorable start, failed to capture Eiyang Ridge.
Shen Lou's expression was calm, seeing Lin Xin waiting for him in the tent, he couldn't help but smile.
"The deer glass is not enough, why don't you wait for the seal to be heavy." Lin Xin helped him remove the armor.
"I can't wait, if I don't attack, Wen Shilan will fight back." Shen Lou shook his head, "What is that?"
Lin Xin pulled out a black object from the extinguished fire, wiped it with a cloth towel, and handed it to Shen Lou, "You don't let me go to the battlefield, I have nothing to do but squeeze mud."
Shen Lou took it and carefully identified it for a moment, then suddenly the tips of his ears turned red.
"When I was young, I sold sugar figurines with my master. How about making them look like them?" Lin Xin rested his chin on Shen Lou's shoulder, and pointed at the two overlapping little clay figurines with a smile.
"Nonsense." Shen Lou grabbed the little clay figurine into his palm.
Lin Xin smiled and stared at him, then suddenly pushed him down on the bed, and straddled him.
"Xinxin..." Shen Lou's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and the battle was tense. Although they slept together day and night these days, they seldom did those intimate things, and couldn't stand such teasing.
Lin Xin slowly leaned over, nibbled on the warm thin lips, "Don't panic, I just want to kiss you." Pressing Shen Lou to keep him from moving, he tasted the sweet lips from shallow to deep .
"Xinxin, what's wrong with you?" After the kiss was over, Shen Lou touched Lin Xin's face, feeling that something was wrong with him.
"It's nothing, it's just that I feel guilty all of a sudden. You keep giving me things, such as Xiaojian, Luli, food and clothing, and Xinghu Stone, but I haven't given you anything serious." Lin Xin's voice was a little hoarse, and he lowered his eyes and untied his neck. Put the Huang Yupei inside, and put it on Shen Lou's chest.
The topaz deer has a warm luster under the candlelight.
"This is left to you by your father." Shen Lou frowned.
"Yes, let me give it to my future daughter-in-law." Lin Xin opened his eyes and talked nonsense.
Shen Lou laughed, "This is the jade pendant of Marquis Xunlu." It is a symbol of Liehou's status, how can it be given to his wife.
Lin Xin didn't care, pulled off Shen Lou's inner shirt and hung the string around his neck forcibly, leaned over and put his face on it, listening to Shen Lou's heartbeat through the jade pendant: "No one loved me before, this jade pendant is my only one. Think about it, now that you love me, I am not afraid anymore."
The author has something to say: Little Theater:
"Daily Part 1 of Zhuolu Moments of Friends"
Shen Qingque: Xinxin gave me the heirloom jade pendant, what does he mean by that? (⊙v⊙)
----British King Shuai Chongchong: I refuse to answer this question
----Yingying: It means that I want to have a sister-in-law~(≧▽≦)/~
----Yingwang Shuai Chongchong: Reply to @麻颜Your IQ is in arrears
---- Yingying: Reply to @英王帅虫虫草, come out to single out
----Zhu Xingli is still a baby today: It is said in ancient books that those who deliberately show affection will be beaten by their father @沉琼瑞