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The fragrance of the rose dissipated in the night wind, and there was no sound. She stood on the high wall and looked through the layers of the cold armor and parked on the man. The torrent of years passed by her ears, making a creaking sound, like a hurricane in the wilderness, roaring like a mountain eagle.
The dark battle flag fluttered in the wind on the head of Yanxun. The dark night was like a group of thick ink, the sky was low, the stars and moons were dull, and thousands of torches burned fiercely on the face, as if it had been covered. Layer of blood. Yan Yan stood on the chariot made of gold, with an ink-colored robes, hand-bringed golden bows, double-browed swords, obliquely flying into the shackles, and narrow-eyed eyes. He looked up slightly and stared quietly at the familiar figure in the memory.
The whole battlefield was dead, everyone was holding their breath, only the sound of the drums, like the heart of the earth, a moment, knocking on the backbone of the human body, let the blood in the blood stream boil.
Time is so solid, they look at each other silently, their eyes are interlaced, and they condense in the air.
The tide-like army rushed up, and a battle between life and death finally began.
In an instant, the cavalry brushed out the bow and arrow, and in the sharp wind, the arrows were empty and poured like raindrops on the heads of the soldiers. Countless people rushed up, and the battle showed terrible cruelty at first, which made the back cool.
The screams, the screams, the command sounds mixed together,
The horses rushed, the rolling stones were like thunder, the swords were bright, the dark clouds covered the cold moon, and even the heavens and the earth closed their eyes for this cruel battle.
After a day and night of fighting, the east gate suddenly opened wide, and the beautiful army who fought hard for one night smashed the opportunity of the Yanbei Army to change the military array and rushed out of the city. All the way to the riverside of the railway line, the road here is narrow, and it is unbearable for the army to attack. The Yanbei Army had to abandon the horse and rushed past, but when they chased the river, they saw the soldiers of the beauty army propped up the sheepskin scorpion. I crossed the river from the most urgent part of the river.
"Adults are careful!"
"Be careful!"
Almost at the same time, Yan Yan and Chu Qiao each bowed, and the arrow pierced the void and shot at the other side. The two sounds sounded at the same time, and the arrows did not shoot, which attracted a burst of exclamation from the surrounding guards.
Above the river, Chu Qiao stood on the raft and looked at Yan Yan from afar.
She knew that this battle was just a look, and Yan Yan could not really stop her.
Yan Yan and Jing An Wang Hao are allies, and they have to guard the water for her, but once Jingan Wang Hao really attacked Tang Jing and let the descendants of Jing An Wang reach the throne, his back road will be interrupted. Therefore, he can't win, but he can't lose it.
He also needs to drag himself to this Sui and Tang civil war and leave him a gateway to Tang.
Rows of fires spread on the river, and the darkness before dawn was like a devil. The claws were inserted into the eyes of the people. The heavens and the earth became blood red, and the wind blew through and raised the flames of the sky.The Yankee rides on the back of the horse, and the horse is uneasily stepping on the hoof. His back is still tall and straight, and his body is full of emperors, like the gods of the dark world. His eyes were sharp and long, and he crossed the wide river and stood on the opposite side, which was always thin and always strong. The night wind blew, raising her horns of hair, blood-stained armor flashing in the light of the glow, she rode in the battle, across the river, raging fire, watching him silently.
At that moment, the ice surface recalled by Yan Yan suddenly split a slit. He could even hear the subtle sounds, and some messy pictures, so he slammed his head out of the raging water.
How long ago? It’s been a long time, like the things of my life, I can’t remember it for a long time.
It was also such a night, and it was also the dead silence after the killing. It was also the same pair of eyes, looking at him quietly across the river. The fire of the city of Zhenhuang was raging, and the endless shouting and screaming echoed on the wasteland. The young ones turned their backs and decided to do what they felt right.
Maybe, for a long time, everything is doomed. They are like two meteors that are diverging from north to south. Even though they have had a short interlacing for many reasons, they still have to embark on separate roads and follow their own tracks and go further and further.
Chu Qiao stood on the river bank with a knife and watched the last army cross the drowning. The vast river surface is like a scorpio, separating them from the east and the west, and thousands of lives and souls sink into the river. Heaven and earth are melting pots, everything is firewood, and calcined on the fire is the blood and hope of countless people, and their opposite beliefs. She looked at Yan Yan, and for a time, thousands of thoughts were all returned to the dust. The 100,000 iron armor disappeared into sight. Only the man with a black robe stood alone between the heavens and the earth. Many years ago, he climbed up from a sneak peek in the nine secluded stages. Even though there was no one behind him, there was a murderous momentum that could destroy the heavens and the earth.
"Adult!" Ping An stunned and ran up, and looked up and said, "This war, we have killed more than 6,000 brothers."
Chu Qiao bowed his head and saw that there were still undead blood on the faces of young people. The children who lived in a peaceful environment for many years have grown up. After experiencing the baptism of this blood, his eyes are no longer pure.
"Peace, the achievement of any purpose is to pay the price." The general of the beautiful army sat on the horse's back, silently watching the torches of the torches. After a long time, he said with a low voice, "Real peace." Always get through war."
Peace seems to know how to frown, and muttered: "Real peace?"
"Yes, I can't see it, maybe you can't see it, but after all, someone will see it."
Chu Qiao looked upFinally, looking to the side of the drowning, the fire has gradually extinguished, rolling layers of blue smoke on the river, in the far distance, there is a hint of golden glory. The man was wearing an ink-colored armor, and the cloak behind him was hunting in the night wind. Although she couldn’t see her eyebrows, she could clearly imagine his expression and outline, just as many years ago that afternoon, he sat. Immediately shoot an arrow at her. In this regard, he saved her life, she accompanied him for ten years.
She reached out and held her right arm, where there was a armor made of black iron, which could not be worn even by a broken arrow.
That was the gift that Zhao Wei gave her, a couple, and she gave him one.
She resolutely turned her head and fell into the middle of the army. She hurled her horse and never looked at it again.
To the west of Lishui, Yan Yan turned the horse's head, and the generals of the army ran up and asked: "Your Majesty, don't you chase?"
Yan Yan said nothing, and crossed the side of him straight away. He walked out of the distance and said faintly: "Retreat."
The army retreated like a tide, and the rising sun on the horizon rose, and a ray of sunshine quietly sprinkled on the earth. The two-way army that ran away from it, after all, gradually drifted away.
In the empty account, a general of armor was on the ground, and he had been here for a long time. The sun gradually fell, the night fell, and the big account was dark. Only the golden suede inlaid with the East Pearl had a faint light, faintly illuminating the silhouette of the man, like a mountain.
The man has not spoken, and since he returned from the Iron Line River, he has been sitting there, as if he had forgotten everything around him. The grass outside the account swayed gently, and the taste of hope in the night wind. The Sui and Tang Dynasties in May are full of midsummer, and the night is crisp and pleasing. The grass on the wilderness grows to a height of half a person. Unknown insects fly in midair, with weak phosphorescence on the wings, and the stars are shining. .
The big account was very quiet, and the generals wearing armor did not dare to move, and even the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, and even dared not to light. He is not the original veteran of the Yanbei Army, nor is it the old part of the Yanhuang. In fact, there are not many left in the old department that followed the Yanhuang army. The people in the army are all fighting back and forth. . Although your majesty is unpredictable, but rewards and punishments are clear, and extremely heavy military strength, as long as you dare to fight and dare to kill, you are not afraid of no chance to show.
The general's surname is Mu, and the ancestors are also the scholarly sect. Although it has fallen to his generation, it is also a literary and succinct word. With this insight, he has risen step by step, and in a few short years, he has become the leading general in the Yanbei Army.Unlike other people, the general felt that his majesty was not as violent as the rumors. Yes, he once killed his own teacher, killed his sister, and killed a group of people who had assisted him for many years, but what about it? Perhaps the person who is in it will feel that he is ungrateful and will leave his wolf ambition. However, these ordinary people see very clearly, the big peers will not be able to pass the military, do not understand the government affairs, the internals are intertwined, compete for power and profit, and the internal fighting is extremely serious. They have occupied Yanbei for many years but have no achievements. There are dogs and dogs in the north, and there are big summer controls in the east. They are unable to protect the Yanbei subjects, but they are hard to dictate in the political affairs. For such a person, if his majesty does not use the Thunder to shock and suppress, he will only once again foster a chaotic Datong regime on the land of Yanbei.
What are the killers of a big event?
Since the ancient times, the battle of power, which time is not blood flow into a river?
The difference between a successful emperor and an ordinary person is that the angle of view of the problem is different. Is it the overall situation or the private situation?
Therefore, for the former beauty general, General Mu did not have any good feelings. According to his idea, women are really difficult to achieve great cause.
"Mu Wei." The low voice suddenly sounded, and in the empty account, the tail sounded with a hint of echo. Mu Hao heard the words, and quickly straightened up, and listened to the above people to continue, "Call the letter to Cheng Yuan, let him split the Songyuan Ferry, strictly guard, since the beauty army wants to go in, let them go in, Jing An Wang The army is still waiting inside."
"Yes."
"In addition, tell him not to attack Zhao Wei's army and attack Zhao Che. With great care, it is necessary to destroy Zhao Che's grain bank."
"Yes." Mu Zhen quickly replied, "This is the next person who sends a letter to Bai Yuguan."
Yan Yan shook his head and couldn't see his face in the dark. "No, go ahead tomorrow morning, don't worry."
Mu Wei’s slight glimpse, the military situation is like a fire, how can he not worry? However, Yan Yan said this, he did not dare to refute, just quietly squatting there, afraid to speak.
"Come, let me have a drink." Yan Yan slightly bowed his waist, bowed his head and poured wine, and the slight pearly light appeared to be a bit sloppy.
Mu Hao was flattered and quickly got up and walked up to the small cup. He took the glass and didn't dare to sit.
Yan Yan said with his finger on the side of the seat, "Sit down, don't poke there."
Mu Hao carefully sat down and drank the wine and said: "Thank you for giving me a drink."
Yan Yan also leaned down and drank. Mu Hao quickly poured wine for him. He listened to him with a smile: "I haven’t been drinking with me for a long time. I used to be forced by the environment. I can’t drink alcohol. Now the environment is good, I can drink with me. People are not there."
Mu Hao's wrist twitched gently. He was a wise man. From last night, Yan Yan ordered to stop chasing the beauty army. He felt that something was wrong. At this moment, listening to Yan Yan’s words, he felt more and more that he had heard what he should not listen to.
"Come."Yan Yan said very casually, and even took a glass of wine and gently hit it on Mu's wine glass. The mellow wine was poured on his fingers, and he didn't care. The big cellar has a large capacity, but he always drinks it. After a while, a jug of wine was drunk.
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