The lonely lamp cast a faint shadow on the paper, and the fingertips of the waning moon ink pen were messy.
I want to write a wave of the river and sea, the clouds are dark and the mountains are not seen.
"Hand it over." Su Qing took the brocade bag and opened it. There was a line of words written on it! -- It was better to die than to live in shame! Su Qing exerted force and turned the paper in her hand into powder! He looked at the 300,000 strong army and saw that half of them had been killed. His eyes were filled with deep self-blame and forbearance. This battle had to be fought to the bitter end. Otherwise, wouldn't these 300,000 seasoned soldiers have sacrificed their lives in vain?
"Increase the strength of this king, attack!”Su Qing withdrew the fan in his hand. The soldiers on the side roared at the battlefield and charged into the battlefield. Those people began to cooperate. Every one of them had two guards by their side. Su Qing took the sword from the soldier and joined the battle between Feng Ling and Xuanyuan Chi.
Xuan Yuan and Su Qing were in a dilemma. Because of Su Qing's sudden participation, the two of them were separated for a moment. Xuanyuan Chi looked at Feng Ling with admiration in his eyes. If this person was not an enemy, he would be happy to become his brother! Feng Ling felt the same way. Even if the enemy was an enemy, he swept his spear across as he retreated. The soldier beside him was once again pierced through the right shoulder by the Red Sakura Spear in his hand.
"Leave him to me. Let's end this quickly!" As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows slightly at the purple figure standing on the city wall. However, he did not hesitate at all! Each of his attacks was fatal. It seemed like he was going to kill Feng Ling. Feng Ling turned around and charged in another direction. Zhuo Yuan was having a good time killing in that direction. However, when he saw Xuanyuan Chi coming at him with his courage, the soldiers who saw him made way for him. They could not help but feel angry again! The kitchen knife in his hand clashed fiercely with the large knife, and the sharp friction produced a sharp and ear-piercing sound.
Xia Zihou's figure had disappeared at some point. When she appeared, her large army had also appeared. The 200,000 strong army of Cloud City had sent out nearly 100,000 soldiers to meet the enemy head-on. She was clad in golden soft armor and held the jade peach blossom sword in her hand. Behind her was an army of 100,000! With an unrivaled sharpness, he tore through the battlefield that was originally filled with a thick bloody aura.
Before Su Qing could say anything, Xia Zihou joined Feng Ling's battle with his Peach Blossom Sword! He asked anxiously,"Feng Ling, are you injured?"”Feng Ling was slightly stunned. Xia Zihou's sword swept past his shoulder and pierced into the heart of the man behind him. He then pulled it out fiercely. Feng Ling pretended to wipe the blood off his face and smiled gently." It's okay. This blood belongs to the enemy."”
"Feng Qing, you are truly heartless. You actually care about others in front of this king.”Su Qing looked at the two people who were cooperating seamlessly and caring for each other. A strange look flashed across her eyes, and then she smiled. Her face was filled with sadness and her tone was filled with heartache, but her actions did not hold back at all. Only then did Xia Zihou and Feng Ling manage to catch that move. Yue Moyan was watching the situation from the side. When he saw that something was wrong, he immediately used his qinggong to fight with Su Qing. He had never seen Yue Moyan's true strength. Although he had fought with her before, he knew that she had lost on purpose!
At this moment, both of them were giving their all. Feng Ling, who was watching from the side, had a dumbfounded expression on his face. Xia Zihou smiled brightly and said," This isn't her true strength."”This was not her true strength. She was one of the top experts in the martial arts world. Why would she expose her strength so low-key? Moreover, Yue Moyan was much more shrewd than he seemed. How could the person following her be a useless piece of trash? Her face shone with confidence.
" This…Isn't this still…" Feng Ling's mouth twitched. How could a man live if he was so strong? Then, a sharp-eyed man with a long spear in his hand pierced through the air and accurately pierced the man's heart. Xia Bing, who was saved, threw a grateful look at Feng Ling and then joined the battle.
This battle was recorded in the annals of history as the beginning of another era. It was known as the Battle of Cloud City and was translated into many versions that circulated in the city.
In this battle, although Xia Zihou had repelled the enemy, he had suffered heavy losses. He could no longer afford to be tormented. Out of the 500,000 strong army, only a few hundred thousand remained. Excluding the 80,000 soldiers that she had sent to guard Cloud City, she had less than 100,000 soldiers. Although she had won this battle, she had lost!
The battlefield had been cleaned up. The blood that stained the battlefield was swept away by the strong wind, blowing it clean. However, the blood on that side had long been stained into the yellow soil. Once a general succeeded, thousands of bones would wither. How many unyielding men were buried under this yellow soil? How many families were buried here? Many of the joys and sorrows that originally belonged to the family were buried here, and the joy of life and the hope of waiting were no longer seen.
The light drizzle in Cloud City reflected the setting sun. In this desolate battlefield, it seemed magnificent and desolate. The season would soon enter summer. The clouds on the upper floors were swept across half the sky by the setting sun. The sky was red, as if it was burning, burning the air that had ended the lives and souls of nearly a million soldiers.
The rain fell on her hair like a rain of sunshine. It was a little absurd but helpless. Xia Zihou stood on the empty battlefield below Cloud City for a long time, her eyes filled with indescribable sorrow. Perhaps it was only at this moment that she allowed herself to be sad. She was holding a big bowl of strong wine in her hand. She knew the pain of losing a loved one all too well. She even felt heartache when her loved one betrayed her, let alone the pain of losing a loved one when the heroic souls were everywhere!
The strong wine was poured into the battlefield, and from then on, the monarch and his subjects were separated!
The first bowl. May the resentment of the soldiers disappear and rest in peace.
The second bowl. I hope the families of the soldiers will be safe and sound, and I hope that the living will be able to sympathize with me.
The third bowl. May the world be at peace as soon as possible, and the war will disappear from now on.
Feng Ling and Helian Xuan, who were standing behind her, did not speak for a long time. At this moment, whatever they said was unnecessary. The lives of so many warriors and family gatherings had been mercilessly destroyed by the war! However, they had to do it! For the sake of more gatherings in the future. Feng Ling looked at Xia Zihou, who was standing there alone, pouring and drinking bowl after bowl of wine. His mask had been removed, and his long hair had fallen down, covering the half of his face that was originally masked. The rest of his hair was scattered behind him. That thin back made a corner of his heart collapse. He opened his mouth, but he was speechless.
Helian Xuan was suddenly enlightened. He had originally thought that Xia Zihou was cold and heartless, even cold-blooded, without any worries or joy. But now, it seemed that she cared about the people of the world! How could he not follow such a master! How could he not pledge his loyalty? How could he not be touched? He still shifted his steps and smiled at Feng Ling. They could see joy and loyalty in each other's eyes.
"Wangye, the emperor has issued an edict for us to immediately return to court.”Helian Xuan stepped forward and spoke lightly, afraid that he would shock the woman in front of him. At this moment, she was as fragile as a crystal doll. However, when Xia Zihou looked up at him, he felt that he must have gone mad to compare the royal court to a prince who could take lives on the battlefield with a crystal doll. That sharp gaze, that ever-present layer of wariness, all showed that the woman before him was heartless.
"Heh, return to court! Feng Ling, are you saying that this king is disobeying the orders of the emperor outside? Or was it that the ruler wanted the subject to die, and the subject had to die?”Xia Zihou lifted the bowl in his hand and pointed it at the half-fallen sunset. He carefully examined the decorative patterns around the bowl. The edges of the bowl were beautifully decorated with plum blossoms, and there were even words written on the side. If it weren't for the snow in winter, how could the plum fragrance wash the deep winter? Her slightly calloused hands caressed the words on the bowl, and there was an indescribable charm to it.
"Your Highness, Feng Ling will follow Your Highness to the death!”Feng Ling lowered his head with an unquestionable certainty! No matter what you do, what you are prepared to do, or what you can do, he will follow her willingly! Xia Zihou glanced at Feng Ling, who was half-kneeling on the ground with a respectful expression on his face. For a moment, he couldn't tell what he was feeling.
"Feng Ling, get ready." Her bright eyes were filled with smiles.
"Your Highness?" Feng Ling raised his head abruptly, his face full of confusion. Wasn't he asking him just now? Why did he suddenly change his mind? Seeing Xia Zihou's sly smile, she winked at Feng Ling and said," Aren't we returning to the court? Then let's return to court." Her main force for this battle was not in Yun City, but in the small town behind Yun City.
"Yes, sir!" Feng Ling raised his head and saw Xia Zihou's warm smile, as if he was bathing in the sun. However, his heart was suddenly filled with dark clouds. His Highness was most likely plotting something again. It seemed that Yongan Imperial City would not be able to rest in peace again. He stood up and glanced at He Xuanlian before taking the military token from Xia Zihou.
The clouds on the horizon were as bright as fire. The few black clouds that seemed to have been burned through the sky began to sweep over. Wherever they passed, the darkness of the night began to appear.
Xia Zihou gazed at the sun that was about to set in the horizon, and his heart gradually recalled the past with Xia Jing in Fangling Temple. At this moment, he was probably looking at the boundless lonely sun from the window.
The military counselor folded his fan slightly, and Qing Yi stood tall and slightly thin behind her. It was as if this stop was eternal.
"Miss, what does the Emperor want to do? The fight was going well, and he was suddenly summoned back to the capital? Isn't he afraid that Zhao will attack again?" Yue Moyan finally couldn't hold it in anymore. She really couldn't understand why her Miss would listen to the Emperor! The Third Prince had not made a move. Perhaps the Crown Prince had already returned to court? Although the Crown Prince did not like government, he was still very territorial.
"Mo Yan, speak nicely. That is my father!”Xia Zihou looked back and said in a deep voice. In the end, her father was unwilling to be bullied by others, even if it was just a casual sentence.
"Miss, let's go back to the city. The soldiers would understand.”Yue Bai's gentle voice made Helian Xuan's eyes almost pop out. Why was there such a big difference in treatment? When she spoke to him back then, she had been threatening and shouting, but when she spoke to his highness, she was gentle and considerate.# Daguan Review Passed: Daguan Time:111420184:24PM
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