Every day after the marriage, I prepare a funeral for my husband

Dianchen opened his lips several times, but after all, he didn't know how to face Gu Qiao like this. After all, he suppressed thousands of complicated thoughts, stroked his back, and said with a smile: "It's really shameless."

Gu Qiao was not angry, raised his face and said, "You are not allowed to lose a battle, even... even if you do lose a battle, you have to take care of yourself, and you must not show off your bravery, you know? What if you can't defend the border?" , your other brothers are all in Jinling, so what if you withdraw?"

Today's Anshengguanzhong, the long street is in a depression. Many of the original 10,000+ permanent residents have left, but there are still many refugees who are too hungry to leave, and the poor people have no conditions to migrate to the hinterland.In the rear, there are countless people who are fleeing for their lives, as well as Dayan, which is suffering from natural disasters and rebellions. If the palace is withdrawn, the entire Dayan will fall into a situation of eternal doom——

How to withdraw?How can I withdraw?

But Dianchen knew that despite Gu Qiao's eloquent words, in fact, he couldn't understand anything in his little head.

Now is not the time for him to reason with him, Dian Chen nodded, and said quietly: "Okay, if the battle situation is unfavorable, I will flee back immediately."

"Well, I'll pack my luggage and wait for you anytime."

Gu Qiao's eyes were red, he stared blankly at the man's face, and said, "Dianchen, do you have any wishes?"

"Why did you ask so?"

"I'm afraid you will forget our agreement, so I have to ask you to make a wish. Let's do it together after you return to Jinling triumphantly, okay?"

Dianchen thought for a while and said with a smile, "I hope you can give me a daughter."

"It's unlikely," Gu Qiao said seriously, "It's a miracle that I can give birth, how can I have a daughter? No, you can change it."

"Then I hope you have three children in one birth. After we return to Jinling, you will be like Mrs. Shen every day, yelling at me every day, why are you still alive, why are you still alive? You couldn't stand those children anymore, so you ran away from home. Wandering around, and finally begging for food to come to my door."

"..."

Gu Qiao looked at him angrily: "Why are you so vicious?"

"But that's impossible."

Dianchen smiled, but his smile was a little sad, he pouted lightly, and said: "If there is such a day, I may have died in battle, if I don't die, it is absolutely impossible for you to go out to beg for food again, then I hope You take our children and beg for food to my grave."

Gu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, then stopped talking immediately.

After finishing speaking, Dianchen hugged him vigorously, turned his head to look at Pingshun, his eyes became gloomy and calm for a moment, and ordered: "The soldiers in the government will take strict precautions, watch the gate and don't allow anyone to come in."

Pingshun has never experienced wars, and even though he has grown up, he was still scared and cried several times by last night's movement. While rubbing his red eyes, he nodded and choked up and said, "Master Liu...don't worry...the imperial concubine and your highness , oh... I will definitely guard them..."

Dianchen let out a "huh", turned his head and said, "Qiaoqiao, I'm going to see Xing'er, so I have to go."

Gu Qiao's eyes were sore, he stood in the yard, looked at Dian Chen's pale cheeks, but smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, it was so bitter, like water overflowing, "Well, the baby has woken up Yes, you come with me."

The two entered the dining room together, but saw the baby who was awake just now lying on the dining table and fell asleep, with saliva dripping from his mouth, holding a bowl of sweet soup in his hand.

Last night, the baby was also woken up several times by fright, but he didn't cry or make a fuss. He just nestled in Gu Qiao's arms and stared blankly. Now that the shouting and killing outside subsided, the little guy finally fell asleep peacefully.

Dianchen went forward, knelt down and touched the little guy's head, then gently picked up the sweet soup from his arms.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of cautious footsteps behind the dining room.

How vigilant were the two of them, and when they looked over at the same time, they saw a little girl, no more than three or four years old, wearing a tattered gown, with two braids and a dirty face, lying on the window sill watching the temple. The sweet soup in Chen's hand.

Now there are many refugees in the city, but this mansion is under stricter martial law than the meeting hall, and I don't know how this child got into the mansion.

Dianchen frowned, and when he was about to speak, Gu Qiao suddenly waved and said, "Come here."

The little girl was suddenly happy, opened her two little hands, and ran in staggeringly.

The little girl's eyes were like grapes, big and bright, Gu Qiao asked, "How old are you?"

The child looked nervously at Dianchen who was wearing armor, and then said timidly, "I am four years old."

Gu Qiao asked, "What's your name?"

Seemingly feeling that this elder brother was very amiable, the little girl put down the finger she was biting in her mouth and said, "My name is Xing Xing."

As soon as the words fell, the two men were slightly taken aback.

Dianchen took a deep look at the little girl, and said calmly: "Go back and tell your parents that you are not allowed to be called by this name in the future."

The little girl was startled, seeing that Dianchen had a serious face, suddenly pursed his mouth, and blinked his eyes, as if he was about to cry.

"What? Only your child can be called a star?" Gu Qiao frowned, pulled the little girl over, and whispered to her, and after a while, she made her laugh.

Dianchen stood aside, looking at Gu Qiao's gentle smile, suddenly felt a little dazed.

These years, it seems that he and his roles have been reversed, and the Gu Qiao in his memory seems like it shouldn't be like this. That Prince Qingyuan, who is domineering, flamboyant, intelligent and cunning, never seems to be like this gentle.But after the reunion, he saw more and more things in him.

Perhaps, Dianchen laughed at himself, that's what Gu Qiao looked like, but he was living in Jinling, which was ruled by Dian's family.

At this time, the little girl suddenly walked up to Dianchen, tugged at his sleeve recklessly, pointed to the half of the sweet soup left in his hand, and asked childishly, "Are you still eating?"

Dianchen didn't make a sound, just gave her what was in his hand.

The little girl immediately smiled, and said to Dianchen: "You are so kind!" Then she returned to Gu Qiao, stretched out her two thin legs, and sat down on the ground.

She said to Gu Qiao while eating: "Brother, my father and mother are sleeping outside the wall. They haven't talked to me for several days, and they haven't opened their eyes, so I can't change my name."

Wouldn't it be starving to death?

Hearing this, Dianchen turned his back, as if he didn't want others to see his expression.

Gu Qiao was startled, and looked up, only to see that thin body wrapped under the armor seemed bent.

The man's posture has always been upright and straight, but at this moment, it seems that an invisible boulder is pressing down on his shoulders little by little, and even the bones crack and crack. pressure……

"I am leaving."

After finishing speaking, the man walked out, with no emotion in his tone.

Gu Qiao stood up, wanting to say something, when he heard the sound of rumbling drums suddenly coming from the city wall in the distance, and then a guard rushed in and shouted loudly: "Enemy attack! General, Xia Guo is calling again!" !"

Dianchen paused slightly, as if he wanted to turn around to look at Gu Qiao.

However, An Sheng, who was still deserted just now, suddenly seemed to explode, and countless cries floated over the city again, mixed with the sound of rolling stones, bows and arrows, it seemed so small, so helpless and desperate.

The man raised his chin slightly, strode out of the house without looking back.

That day the fire raged outside the city for a day and a night. At night, in the lifeless meeting hall, the deputy general covered in blood and dust reported to Dianchen: More than 1 bows and crossbows were damaged in today's battle, and one-sixth of the arrows were used up. The trebuchet was also damaged a lot. Although it can be repaired, it is very difficult because there is no backup material... Most importantly, his army suffered nearly [-] casualties.

Sitting behind the desk, Dianchen stared fixedly at the defense map in front of him, a few strands of messy hair fell from his forehead, covering the shadows under his eyes.

"General."

Deputy General Jiang Qing said with red eyes, "If there is no food and grass, we will definitely not be able to hold on. You should go back to Jinling first. The subordinates are willing to stay here and live and die with Ansheng."

Thinking of the little girl named Xing Xing, Dianchen seemed to have a deep mark in his heart.

In Dayan, how many children named Xingxing are there?

He raised his head slowly, his eyes were as still as water, and said word by word: "I have already asked the King of Benin for help, don't worry, the help will come. No matter what the cost, we must defend Ansheng. If we lose, The pass has been opened, what about the people who are still on the road? At least, let them go further.”

Xia Guo had been overwhelmed by Dayan before, but now he has united with Lin Dan, who is not dead, and after catching an excellent opportunity to "take advantage of your illness and kill you", he really went crazy to attack.

That night, Dianchen stood on the city wall, watching the boundless iron-colored tide rolling in, stepping out of dust and smoke all the way, under the scorching sun, he felt a sense of oppression at that time.

"Kill ah-"

"what!"

"Xia Guo's soldiers are attacking again!"

The screams of the refugees rose suddenly, but for a moment, Dianchen felt that he couldn't hear anything. He just stared at the opposing cavalry unit and ordered softly: "Bow and arrow, get ready."

On the third day, all was well.

On the fifth day, the overwhelming Xia soldiers came back and once again launched a siege that lasted for two hours.

On the ninth day, nothing happened, but when the city defenders went out to set up traps, they ran into the opponent's scout team, and a small-scale fighting broke out, resulting in nine casualties.

No. On the 12th, facing the scorching sun in the early morning, the Great Xia army approached again, one row after another, in a row——

"Come on!"

The shouts were like an exploding volcano, whistling, the sky and the earth howled, the ground trembled violently under their feet, and the cavalry regiments were like towering mountains, slapping fiercely under the city wall of Ansheng, rushing wave after wave.

"Get ready to boil the oil."

The city wall fell several times, and was snatched back several times by the defenders with blood. Dianchen went into battle in person, and his shoulder was slashed by the enemy who climbed up to the top of the city, dripping with blood.

In the nick of time, he caught a glimpse of a helmet with red tassels floating in the enemy formation. After kicking the enemy off the city wall, he drew his bow for a moment, aimed, narrowed his eyes slightly, and took a deep breath——

"Whoosh!"

Two fingers release.

The young general was commanding the army to take the ladder, unaware of the impending disaster. The sharp arrow passed through the gaps in an instant, piercing half of his head at a very tricky angle, and the steaming brain sprayed out. out--

"General!"

"Retreat and retreat!"

On the 18th, the people of Lindan dug ditches under the city, causing a small-scale landslide, and a small part of the city wall collapsed.

Although Dianchen quickly made defenses, more than 1000 people were still able to rush into the city. These people were all elite troops. The fight lasted for more than an hour, and the corpses piled up into a hill.

"General, the third team of the cavalry army was killed. The seventh team and the bow and crossbow battalion attacked out of the city, forcing the Lindan people back, and all died. The first team of the Xiang army died in battle to protect the people. No.11 All the teams died in the battle in Xicheng District, five hundred civilians were killed or injured..."

After the baptism of war, the northwest city wall and nearby houses are now in a mess and dilapidated.

Looking at the devastated An Sheng and listening to Jiang Qing's words, Dianchen pursed his lips, looked up at the direction of Jinling, and remained silent.

The news from Jinling said that the emperor's mouth is crooked, the emperor is unconscious, the emperor doesn't recognize people, and the emperor can't eat...

It sounds like the emperor is still hanging there with only one breath, as if he will die in the next moment.However, the emperor survived day by day. Not only did he not die, but it is said that he could occasionally speak a few complete sentences, occasionally open his eyes, and drink a few sips of ginseng soup.

No one knows what that old and damaged body is still holding on to. He seems to have some unfulfilled wish, as if he is waiting for someone, and he just drags on day by day, unwilling to die, unwilling to close his eyes.

The atmosphere in the capital has also been tense because of him.

Because no one is absolutely sure, no one dares to take the lead in killing the king and launch an action. Jinling is so nervous that it seems like a bow and arrow drawn to the full string. Even newborn babies are afraid to cry loudly at night.

However, those news seemed to come from afar from another world, and it was cold to the ears.

It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed that it was just a moment, he lowered his head slightly, with a faint trace of fatigue in his brows and eyes, a thin and slender hand moved to his mouth, and coughed lightly.

"Cough cough cough-"

Putting down his hand, he saw blood on his palm.

They are a lone army, with no food, no supplies, and the scorching sun, guarding tens of thousands of unarmed people. Time passes day by day, and the enemy's attacks become stronger day by day. Day after day of drought and plague, the high temperature once again covers this vast expanse earth.

Desperate.

Looking at the emaciated soldiers, watching them die one by one in a pool of blood, Dian Chen actually felt that it doesn't matter who is the new emperor, even if it's not him, it doesn't matter even if his head falls to the ground in a few days , at least, his soldiers have something to eat at the moment, his Qiaoqiao, his children, will not live in a world full of gunpowder in the future...

A pale war eagle swept across the sky, its wings hideously spread across the sky, covering the venomous sun.

Dianchen turned his head, looked at the people sleeping on the long street, looked at a house hidden in the city, and said quietly: "I will always protect you."

The next day, just after dawn, Xia Guo's cavalry regiment attacked again, not giving Dianchen any chance to breathe.

Dian Chen hadn't slept in three days. When he came to the front-line command in person, a stray arrow flew out after rubbing against his ear, but he gradually lost his senses, and he didn't even have any fear. He just gave orders calmly, and the machine , and precise!

The black rain of arrows shot out, the rolling stones fell, the sky was filled with locusts, and the enemy fell like wormwood. He watched thousands of people die in front of him expressionlessly, and then turned around and left at dusk.

Xia Guo was still unable to break through his defense, and that night, a fight broke out in the city.

A soldier made a small mistake when distributing food. Because the food was scarce, the rice porridge was very thin. The soldier looked at his brother who was seriously injured, and said something serious when facing the complaints of the people. It actually caused a small-scale riot among the local refugees.

The army and civilians fought together, more than 30 soldiers died, more than 50 civilians died, and nearly a hundred people were injured.

After Dianchen came to the scene, he stood quietly for a long time.

In front of him was a pile of corpses lying in a pool of blood. A group of extremely hungry refugees were kneeling on the ground, desperately stuffing the pile of bloody batter into their mouths.

I don't know who among the refugees spread the news, saying that the royal family refused to distribute food and grass for disaster relief, saying that the court had abandoned them, so the people who were grateful to him a while ago suddenly began to scold him, the person surnamed Dian, scolding him Harm the common people, scold him as a wolf, and scold him, he will surely kill off his children and grandchildren.

He just listened like that, without any other expression on his face.

He wanted to smile warmly like before, telling people not to be afraid, but the corners of his mouth were a little stiff, and he couldn't smile.

After the questioning failed to get a response, the refugees became more and more agitated. A stone flew out from nowhere and hit the man's forehead fiercely.

With a "bang", blood immediately rolled down the eyebrows.

The guards were shocked and immediately separated the refugees. If they want to find such a bold person, they should be pulled out and beheaded!

In the midst of the commotion, Dianchen just walked up to a soldier and knelt down, looked at his legs cut off by the enemy, and after a long time, said softly: "Our knives should be aimed at the enemy, not our own people, you know ?"

The soldier was stunned for a moment, and at this moment, Dianchen had already got up and left, and said to the guards: "Let the quartermaster come to see me, and let Zhizhou come to see me, I need to discuss with him about the evacuation of the refugees. "

And a quarter of an hour later, the guard ran into the chamber panting, with red eyes, and a sense of despair came from his voice: "General, Zhizhou has already run away with his relatives, and they have taken away several Car food..."

The sun was so poisonous and cold that day, and it quietly sprinkled on his thinning face. He was sitting in a chair, and because there was no clean gauze, the blood scabs on his forehead were frozen on his smooth forehead. .

"Report-"

At this moment, a scout in Tsing Yi rushed into the conference hall and said hastily: "General, King Tuozhen is leading the Qingyuan army a hundred miles to the west, and there are countless carriages behind the team, all of which are well sealed. The oilcloth should be food and medicine! But King Tuozhen refused to come over, so you want us to help?"

Slowly, Dianchen raised his head and fixedly looked at the scout.

"Oh," he laughed.