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

After night fell, the air was still full of dry, fiery despair and steam.

In the meeting hall, Dianchen raised his head.

The candlelight shone on his face, calm and thin, he stared at the deployment map, and said: "Murong took two thousand newly recruited militiamen, and went out tonight to hoard stones and rolling logs, and try our best to cut off Daxia's food and grass army. At that time, I will ask someone to meet you and instruct you on the follow-up actions."

A general at the long table replied: "Of order!"

Spread out the map with a sound of "swish", the man drew a line along the northwest area with slender fingers, and said in a deep voice, "Zhou Shun, bring five hundred archers. When the enemy launches an attack, evacuate immediately, and resolutely do not confront the enemy head-on, understand?"

The young general said in a deep voice. In fact, he was not the original member of Dayan's army, but a soldier recruited by Dianchen in the later period. He was once a well-known bandit in the Northland.

"General, if possible, I can also find a way to lure the enemy to the desert. I am familiar with the terrain. Once they step in, they will never return!"

Dianchen thought for a while, and said: "Just play it by ear, if there is something to do, I promise you to take full responsibility."

Zhou Shun smiled: "Thank you sir!"

"Jiang Qing, you lead the third team to defend the northern city wall. I will hand over all the northern city walls to your brothers. Remember, the entire Yanyan is standing behind you and watching you."

Jiang Qing's eyes flickered suddenly: "I will definitely live up to the general's expectations!"

"The point of this battle is not to annihilate the enemy's strength, but to disturb the morale of the enemy and the food and grass in the rear through continuous small-scale attacks, so that the enemy has to be exhausted and postpone the time to attack Ansheng. Time and patience , is our only weapon, hold on, I have already asked the King of Benin for help, within seven days, food and grass will arrive."

The room was stuffy and brightly lit.

Dianchen slowly stretched out his hand, hung it on his chest, and said in a low tone: "Everyone, when the country is in danger, people should maintain a heart of loyalty, life and death, this is the battle, everyone cherish it!"

"Treasure the general!"

More than a dozen hands clasped together.

The flames were blazing outside the door, and there was smoke everywhere. Dian Chen gave an order, and the soldiers turned around and stepped out of the door to go to their respective battlefields. After that, it is unknown who can turn back and who can survive.

The man stared fixedly at the defense map, stroking every gully and every inch of land with his fingers.

This was the last thing they, a group of soldiers, could do for Dayan.

"Cough cough cough-"

Suddenly, the man coughed violently, and before he could cover it, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The guard next to him was shocked, and hurried up to support his crumbling body, and said, "General, how are you?"

"Cough cough, cough, it's okay."

Dianchen raised his sleeve to wipe away the blood around his mouth, leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes, and said softly, "I'll sleep for a while, you can go down."

However, the guard looked at that pale cheek, and a trace of sadness and regret suddenly rose in his heart.

He followed Dianchen for four years.

When we met for the first time, he felt that this sixth prince was different from all the nobles he had seen before. Although he was young, but when he looked into the man's eyes, he didn't feel the impetuousness of the young man at all. and shallow.

The man seemed to have seen too much and experienced too much, so he became calm and composed, and as deep as the sea, making it impossible for people to see through.

He was thinking, this general must have suffered a lot, otherwise how could he have such a pair of eyes?

But during this time, he saw so much, he saw his depression, saw his silence.

The road ahead is confused, but the man can't express these emotions. He is Dayan's sixth prince and the support of everyone here. If even he falls down, how can the others persevere?

They can still rely on him when they are desperate, but who should he rely on...

Thinking of this, the guard suddenly felt a surge of courage, forcing him to kneel suddenly, choked up and said: "General, the medicine in the city has been completely exhausted. If you don't use medicine, you will soon be unable to hold on. King Tuozhen is here Baili, please be soft, please..."

Are you soft...

For as long as Dianchen and Daxia fought, Nansu watched with cold eyes.

When the breath of death swept across the entire battlefield like a storm, the King Tuozhen just quietly led his troops to station not far away. Xia Guo and Lindan seemed to turn a blind eye to his existence, and instead attacked An Sheng even more fiercely .

But at this time, Nan Su just rode over slowly every day to watch the battle, that's all.

Dian Chen slowly took a breath, and suddenly stood up again.

The guard was overjoyed, ran forward and asked eagerly, "Where is the general going?"

Dianchen glanced at him silently, and suddenly said softly: "I'm going home, I want to go home."

"Report-"

A soldier suddenly rushed in front of Dianchen with a flustered expression, and announced in a trembling voice: "General, there are uprisings everywhere in the mainland, the team escorting the military supplies by King Benin was intercepted in Nanling, and tens of thousands of grains were looted... "

"Report! Xia Guo has changed!"

Another soldier hurried in, cupped his hands and said, "General, how to deploy defense?"

He looked at Dian Chen with expectant eyes.

In the past more than a month, the young general in front of them led them to repel countless enemy attacks. Under the huge gap in numbers, they tenaciously defended the city, and they all believed that he still had a way.

However, the moment he heard that the food and grass had been robbed, the man seemed to be in a trance.

After a long time, he looked back from the direction of home, and said: "Everything that should be arranged has been arranged, and the rest is left to God. Send me an order to meet the enemy."

However, no one expected that it was Qing Yuan's army that came before Xia Bing.

"Sixth prince, our lord, have you considered it?"

When Dianchen walked out of the conference hall, suddenly thousands of people shouted in unison outside the city wall.

"Sixth prince, our lord, have you considered it?"

"The sixth prince—"

Dianchen stood on the spot, motionless.

The sound of the Sixth Prince floated in the sky, came in from the west of the city, and faintly passed into Gu Qiao's house.

As if he had never heard of it, he just sat quietly on the chair, stroking his belly with his palm, and looked at the baby who was playing on the carpet.

There was a commotion outside the courtyard, he came back to his senses, opened the door to see, it turned out that the little girl named Xing Xing had sneaked in again, but was caught by Ping Shun.

These days, Pingshun has been worried and frightened, and he can't find a place to vent his anger, so he grabbed the little girl's arm, wiped his tears, and said, "Where did you get in, to be honest!"

"Ping Shun, let her come over."

The little girl's eyes were red, and when she heard Gu Qiao's voice, she immediately pursed her mouth, teardrops crackling, and whining like a small animal, she ran towards Gu Qiao.

At this time, the baby also found the little girl, and ran over happily, saying, "Xing Xing, you are here."

Recently, the little girl often came to the mansion, and at some point, the two children secretly played together.

Although Gu Qiao felt sorry for the little girl, he also knew that he could not cause any trouble to Dianchen at this time, so he could only turn a blind eye and let the little girl come in, and give her some care.

However, Ping Shun hurriedly stopped the baby and said, "Oh, your highness, you can't play with her, she has lice on her body."

"But she's my good friend!" Bao Bao held his head up, his fair and tender face was very serious, and he puffed out his small chest, and said righteously: "We've been playing together recently!"

"Your Highness..."

The little girl tried to get closer to the baby, but she didn't dare.Her head was getting lower and lower, and at such a young age, she seemed to know that what she did in the dog hole was disgraceful.

Gu Qiao let out a long breath, reached out and took the little girl into his arms, sighed and asked, "Are you hungry?"

The little girl nodded hurriedly.

"Ping Shun, give her something to eat."

"Empress..."

"I know, you give her something to eat first."

Ping Shun bit her lip, and retreated aggrievedly.

In the dining room, after the little girl finished eating, Gu Qiao let the two children play for a while.

The baby liked her so much that he lent her his windmill for a while.

At the time of parting, the little girl returned the windmill to the baby, then smiled at Gu Qiao: "Brother, I'm leaving, I'll come back tomorrow."

As soon as she turned around, Gu Qiao grabbed her suddenly, turned around and took a small dagger, handed it to her, and said, "Xing Xing, if you have something to do, come to brother, brother won't seal the hole, do you know?"

The child immediately burst into a big smile, nodded, and then walked out.

The wind outside was very strong, and her little figure ran away bouncing around. Gu Qiao stood up, only to see that the child had walked a long way and did not forget to turn around and wave to him.

In the darkness, Gu Qiao couldn't see her face, he could only feel that she was talking to him.

But the wind was so strong that he couldn't hear what the child was saying at all. He could only raise his head and look at the dark sky, where the stars were changing, and what was laid out there was the trajectory of everyone's fate...

That night, the west city gate was broken.

It was not breached by the enemy, but opened by the refugees themselves.

Just after the enemy retreated for a while, Nan Su actually ordered people to roast meat outside the city. As soon as the smell rushed in, some refugees couldn't bear it. .

It was like a flood, followed by more people standing up, crying loudly against the flames and heat waves, and staggering towards the city gate.

It's just one bite, and because of that one bite, people are going crazy.

The most primitive desire finally defeated their conscience, they abandoned the army that had been desperately protecting them, and headed towards King Qingyuan.

Heaven and earth are melting pots, everything is coal, thousands of people are tormented in the boiling oil, flesh and blood are separated, father and son are separated, nobles are heaven, common people are like soil, and slaves are worthless.

All these are really good means.

When the soldiers came to report the palace hour, he didn't speak, and he had no emotion. He just waved his hand silently when he found that the enemy army showed no signs of attacking, signaling the soldiers to let the people go.

"King Tuozhen, give me a stutter!"

"My lord, help!"

The sound of crying echoed on the battlefield full of broken limbs, but cautiously, as if with the hope of life.

"Stand back—"

At this time, a rain of arrows shot out from Qingyuan's army, blocking the people's footsteps.

"Don't shoot arrows, we are ordinary people, not people from Xia Kingdom and Lindan!"

"Please, give me something to eat!" A woman who ran ahead knelt on the ground, held up the swaddle in her hand, and cried bitterly: "You don't have to give me food, but please, give me something to eat!" Let the child eat something!"

"Six princes!"

A Qingyuan soldier was silent for a moment, and shouted loudly to the wall: "As long as you agree to our prince's marriage contract, we will send the supplies from hundreds of miles away immediately!"

"Sixth Prince, agree!"

Thousands of people shouted in unison, the sound was like a rolling thunder, and it was noisy in the night sky.

Hearing the words, the people suddenly seemed to have found a savior, turned their heads and ran towards the west gate, knelt down and cried bitterly: "Sixth prince! Agree!"

"Sixth Prince! Please save us!"

"Sixth Prince!" The woman squeezed through the crowd, stumbled, and fell to the ground suddenly. The baby in the swaddle was bumped and cried heart-piercingly. The voice was sharper than Xia Guo's butcher's knife. stabbing.

"Sixth Prince!" She held up her swaddle and cried, "Prince Tuozhen is your wife, you shouldn't be so cruel, please, please agree, save my child!"

Having just experienced a fierce battle, Dianchen was covered in smoke and blood.He looked at the common people prostrate at his feet, his eyes were out of focus, and thousands of thoughts were flying in his mind, Nan Su's face and Gu Qiao's face flashed alternately.

Or in other words, they were two identical faces.

Tiredness swept over him, he slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw Nan Su standing behind the refugees, looking at him quietly.

In fact, there was a distance between them, but he still saw him at a glance.

However, in a trance, he suddenly felt that the person was so strange, as if he had never known him before, he didn't want to say anything, he didn't want to ask anything, he just straightened his spine and turned around.

"stop."

Nan Su stepped forward slowly, and the soldiers immediately opened a path for him.

The man walked under the city wall with blood and severed limbs, raised his head and looked at Dianchen's thin back, and said, "Dianchen, haven't you thought about it yet?"

decided?

With a sound of "shua", Dianchen suddenly turned around, grabbed a long bow from the soldier's hand with his long arm, and pulled the bowstring to the limit in an instant, making a "creaking" sound.

Looking at the sharp arrow aimed at him, Nan Su was startled, and then, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and he smiled sadly: "What? Can you even point an arrow at me for these lowly people? I thought, Putian Only that person can make you do this."

Dian Chen lowered his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Nan Su with deep eyes.

At this moment, that cub finally broke away from his memory, stood alive in front of him, and became the King Tuozhen today. Years of obsession collapsed, like broken glass, with thousands of pieces and petals, Can no longer be put together.

"Nan Su, don't you hear the cries of the people around you, don't you feel it's ear-piercing?"

Hearing this, Nan Su didn't show any guilt on his face, he just said lightly: "If not, how can I force you to come back to my side?"

Dianchen pursed his lips, his voice was filled with indescribable despair and exhaustion, he looked at him puzzled, and shook his head: "Why did you become like this?"

Nan Su sneered: "You said I changed, but you weren't the one who changed first? If you can wake up in time, what if the whole world pays the price? No matter how many people die, I, Nan Su, will be there No hesitation!"

Dianchen's fingers holding the bowstring trembled slightly.

He was very sure that after he released his two fingers, the sharp arrow would pass through Nan Su's skin in an instant, enter his throat, and stab out from the back of his neck——

That's right, shoot!

The man's eyes were red and bloodshot, and he was extremely hostile, but his pupils were still trembling slightly, as if he was fighting for something.

Suddenly, his finger moved!

"Whoosh!"

An arrow shot out in response, firmly nailing Nan Su in front of him, only a few inches away from his toes.

Dian Chen's eyes were terribly cloudy, amidst the wolves, his voice was like a cold knife, sharply shooting towards the boundless dark night: "Don't appear in front of my eyes again, or I don't know where this arrow will land next time. It's easy to say. Nan Su, let's go."

"Brother Six!"

Nan Su shouted, his eyes fixed on the arrow.

The bitter taste lingered in his eyes, he suddenly laughed, took two steps forward, and asked, "What's so good about him? Sixth brother, please be sober, I'm Nan Su!"

It doesn't make any sense to go on.

Dianchen turned around and said coldly: "No, you are not Nansu, you are nothing but the name of King Tuozhen."

After the man left, Nan Su stood where he was, with a cold expression on his face, standing for a long time, like a stone monument.

After a long time, he raised his sleeves to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, narrowed his eyes slightly, and flashed a blade-like light...

"!"

In the second half of the night, Gu Qiao suddenly woke up from his sleep.

Cold sweat dripped on his forehead, as if he felt something in his heart, he suddenly became flustered, and threw off the quilt.

He didn't wear any clothes, and ran out of the bedroom with bare feet, and opened the door with a bang, and the airflow suddenly blew up the messy black hair on his head.

In the courtyard, Dianchen stood there, motionless.

The flames in the distance shone brightly on his face, and there were faint light gray shadows swaying on his cheeks, as if separated by an impenetrable fog.

"Brother...brother?"

Gu Qiao tentatively whispered, Dianchen was still standing there, his eyes were silent, like clouds cruising in the sky.

Finally, he smiled tiredly and stretched out his arms: "Qiaoqiao, let me hug you."

As soon as the words fell, Gu Qiao suddenly threw himself into his arms, with such force, Dian Chen staggered slightly, but smiled lightly, and gently pressed the back of Gu Qiao's head.

The smell of blood on the man's clothes pierced his nostrils, Gu Qiao only heard him whisper: "Why don't I send you and Xing'er away from Ansheng first?"

He never said anything like that...

Gu Qiao was in a daze, as if he didn't hear clearly, until Dian Chen said it again, he shook his head quickly, grabbed his sleeve nervously, and shouted repeatedly: "I don't want it! No, I want to stay with you!"

He looked at Dianchen stubbornly, like a rebellious little lion.

Dianchen smiled helplessly, and stretched out his arms to hug him: "Okay, we're together..."

Big tears fell down, and after a while, Gu Qiao realized that the man fell asleep, and fell asleep standing up like this——

How tired is it?

Gu Qiao was already six months pregnant, but he just supported Dian Chen and transported him to the bed little by little, and he didn't want anyone to help him.

The room was very quiet, without a single sound, he quietly wiped the blood off Dianchen's face, only to see the man frowning tightly, as if something angry happened in his sleep.

There is a two-inch long scar on the forehead, which is said to have been smashed by the common people.

In the end, he took off his shoes and lay down beside the man like that, smelling the smell of his body and listening to his deep breathing, his cold heart gradually warmed up.

He put his head on his shoulder and waved away the desperate dream.

No, absolutely not.

They're going to be together, they're going to have a good life, they're going to have another baby, they're going to leave here together, and they're going to start their lives somewhere new.

It must be so, it must be.

The man was really tired, but he only squinted for an hour, and suddenly woke up when the sky was getting dark.

Gu Qiao stayed up all this time, reached out his hands to brush his hair, and whispered, "Are you hungry, I'll get you something to eat."

Dianchen seemed a little tired, after pressing his temples for a while, he got up and gave Gu Qiao a hug, and said, "No, I'll eat with the soldiers."

When a trace of white appeared in the east, Gu Qiao personally sent him out of the mansion.

As soon as he walked out of the gate, the man who was a bit sloppy at first straightened his waist.

His eyebrows slanted into his temples, his handsome face seemed like a sculpture, he looked at him quietly, and said with a smile: "Go back, take good care of Xing'er, and take good care of yourself."

Gu Qiao nodded, followed by a smile: "Brother, you too."

There was smoke all over the house, but the courtyard was still calm.

At noon, Gu Qiao ordered the kitchen to make an extra bowl of noodles, but after waiting for a long time, the little girl never showed up again.

The baby was also a little depressed, and kept asking: "Daddy, why haven't the stars come yet?"

Gu Qiao thought for a while and said, "Maybe she won't come today."

"No," the baby pouted, his brows were tightly frowned, much like a replica of Xiao Dianchen.

The baby said stubbornly: "She said she would come today, so she will definitely come."

After thinking about it, Gu Qiao called Ping Shun in and asked about last night's battle situation.

Although the west city gate was broken, Gu Qiao was a little relieved after hearing that the enemy did not choose to attack at that time, but somehow, he also felt a little flustered.

Finally, after lunch, he said to Ping Shun: "Go and find that child."

Ping Shun was somewhat reluctant.

The situation in the city is chaotic now, if the refugees know about the existence of this house, the sky will be turned upside down.Making an exception to let that child come was already taking a huge risk, so why take the initiative to send someone to look for it?

But after all, he didn't dare to disobey Gu Qiao's intention, he took a few servants and slipped out carefully through the back door.

……

After a stick of incense, the young boy came back, stared at Gu Qiao without looking sideways, and said, "The child has moved, and he doesn't know where he went, and he can't find him."

what?

Gu Qiao frowned slightly, stared at Ping Shun's expression, and asked in a deep voice: "She has been living in the back alley, where can such a small child be moved?"

Ping Shun's eyes dodged: "I don't know."

Gu Qiao supported his stomach and got up suddenly: "I really don't know?"

His sudden anger frightened Ping Shun, his lips trembled, after thinking for a while, he still lowered his head.

Gu Qiao tugged at his sleeve, and walked out together with him: "Then I'll go and see what's wrong by myself!

Ping Shun became anxious: "Huangfei, you can't go out!"

"You take me there!"

"Princess, I really don't know..."

In the middle of speaking, Gu Qiao grabbed his neck, his expression hard: "Where is she?"

Ping Shun was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground, choked up and said, "She, she..."

After going out the back door and bypassing a few alleys, a dark alley suddenly appeared in front of him. Gu Qiao's face was cold, and he strode forward, Ping Shun and others hurriedly guarded behind him.

And the moment they saw the inside clearly, everyone turned pale and turned their faces away.

Gu Qiao stood at the entrance of the alley, his brows were tightly furrowed, his chest heaved suddenly and violently, and there was a frenzied killing rushing in his eyes, like the overwhelming sea, rushing to wreak havoc on everything.

A few refugees lay sprawled on the ground. Beside them, the firewood had already been extinguished, and there was a cauldron stolen from nowhere on top of it.

Two hair ropes and a small red gown were thrown in the corner, the ground was dripping with blood, and there was a black mass, which seemed to be braids.

Next to the white bones, there is a small hand holding a dagger——

It was the one that Gu Qiao gave her at the time of parting.

At this moment, Gu Qiao took a deep breath, but still couldn't restrain his body trembling. His face was pale, his lips were bloodless, but his eyes were black and bright.

He suddenly remembered the way the little girl waved her hand when she left. She smiled innocently at herself, with a little bit of careful flattery. She said, brother, I'm leaving first, and I'll come back tomorrow.

I'll come back tomorrow... I'll come back tomorrow... I'll come back tomorrow...

A cavity of grief and anger rushed into his throat, Gu Qiao staggered, and after steadying himself, he squatted down and picked up the dagger.

"You guys, come here."

Gu Qiao's voice was very hoarse, like broken strings. Ping Shun and the others were all taken aback when they heard this, and looked at him in astonishment.

Gu Qiao was very quiet, and just pointed at the three people inside: "It's you three."

The three of them looked at this group of servants, like frightened rabbits, knelt down and kowtowed in embarrassment, and explained: "Master, I can't live anymore, there is no way, there is no way... "

With a "swish", Gu Qiao suddenly yelled, and with all his strength, he slashed across a refugee's neck with a knife, and a large stream of blood spurted out immediately. The blood in the neck was like a rushing river, gushing wildly!

The other two were startled, and before they could make any resistance, the cold blade rushed towards them...

In the dark, there is a sinister smile from the gods resounding in the world.

After a long time, Gu Qiao came out from the alley.

He wiped the blood from his face, passed the stunned Ping Shun and the others, returned to the mansion, supported his stomach, and lay down quietly.

In fact, he was always awake, but he didn't want to open his eyes.

He knew that there were people walking around, some were weeping sadly, some were feeding him anti-natal drugs, and some were watching him silently, neither approaching nor speaking.

He knew it all, but he didn't want to wake up, he had been falling asleep in a drowsy state, his heart was like a cold dry wood, so shriveled that it lost its nourishment.

Some ifs, he doesn't want to think about it, he is unable to think about it, and he doesn't even have the courage to open his eyes and face the baby's eyes.

He wanted to escape, weakly thinking that nothing would happen unless he opened his eyes, he refused to eat, refused to drink medicine, and refused to take a drop of water.

Until one day, there was a sudden commotion outside the door.

That drum sound was so familiar that he opened his eyes hastily and climbed out of bed.

After reacting for a while, he pushed Ping Shun away, and ran to the long street recklessly, only to see that the west city gate had finally been truly lost. arm!

"Kill ah-"

Gu Qiao staggered forward, only to see the defenders forming several long lines of defense to resist the enemy's attack.

They were emaciated, and their swords curled. Some soldiers' chests were stabbed into honeycombs in an instant, but their eyes were wide open, and they used their bodies to hold the enemy's weapons.

"I repeat, whoever breaks through the enemy's line of defense is Dayan's sinner."

Suddenly a cold male voice came, not very loud, but it reached the ears of everyone present.

A panicked commoner bumped into Gu Qiao, he supported his stomach, looked through the crowd and the army, and saw Dianchen was on the first line of defense, covered in blood, the scorching sun shone on that handsome side face, Like a sharp sword, no expression can be seen.

"Shh!"

The man's long sword was sharp and pierced through the chests of several enemy soldiers, and blood splashed on his cheeks. The man's high-spin kick accurately hit the neck of another enemy soldier, and the man flew to the side in an instant. Knocked down several people!

However, the man's body suddenly shook a few times.

Then there was blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but he gritted his teeth and continued to search for the next target without stopping. Even the enemy soldiers were stunned, and they flinched unconsciously, wanting to leave Dianchen's sight.

However, everyone on these lines of defense.

All are halls.

If you have no weapons, then pounce on them and bite off the enemy's neck. If you have no horses, then grab their horse legs, take them off, and smash them hard with the bones of your comrades-in-arms!

Gu Qiao even saw that a soldier's stomach was pierced, and his intestines were hanging down on his trouser waist like cotton, but he still rushed forward with a roar...

madman.

These are not people, this is a group of lunatics.

And behind them, next to Gu Qiao, a blind old man was sitting on the side of a desolate street, with tears falling from his cloudy eyes.

He didn't even know where to run.

The old man played the erhu quietly, and the bow was strummed. Under his rough fingers, a desolate sound of the piano floated in all directions.

The sound of the piano was broken and continuous, sometimes floating like a light cloud, sometimes like sawing wood, like a sore throat.

The city gate was broken open, but the enemy still couldn't break through their line of defense——

This has been the No.40 five days they stick to.

The sky was gloomy, and the sun was gradually engulfed by dark clouds. It seemed that he couldn't bear to see the desperate killing below.

With an army without any supplies against four times as strong an enemy army, it is already difficult after losing the city wall, let alone protecting the people behind them, but at this moment the momentum they have condensed is not one against seven, but it seems to be going One against ten, one against a hundred...

"Ugh-"

At the last moment of Sunshine's retreat, Da Xia's call to retreat finally sounded slowly, not because he didn't want to attack, but because he really couldn't attack.

The horn sounded, but there was no cheering from the city defenders. On the contrary, the Daxia Corps heaved a sigh of relief, and then swarmed back like a tide, looking like they were still alive after the catastrophe.

And the defenders no longer had the strength to continue the pursuit. Almost at the moment when the enemy was driven out of the west gate, the soldiers collapsed collectively, like a dam that had exhausted its last bit of strength.

This! ! !

The enemy general quickly discovered the battle situation, so he immediately turned his horse's head, decisively ordered the messenger to blow the charge horn again, and shouted: "They are down, come with me!"

The soldiers of Daxia turned their heads, only to find that the line that blocked them like an iron wall just now was no longer there. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so the army turned around and charged away again.

"All troops, assemble!"

At this time, a cold and calm voice sounded slowly.

Then, just as everyone's eyes widened in disbelief, behind the wall of corpses, the group of wobbly ghost-like figures climbed up one by one.

Their armor was torn, their faces were pale and uneven, they clenched their weapons tightly, dragged their tired bodies and walked forward slowly, standing in their original positions, shoulder to shoulder, one, two, three, ten, Hundreds, thousands...

Everything seemed to be a replica of the early morning image, the blood-stained soldiers stood up again, staggering in a long formation, looking as if they could fall down with just one breath.

But when they were condensed together, their bodies suddenly straightened, like a forest made of stones, and the line of defense was once again as strong as a mountain.

Dianchen stood in front and waved his saber: "Meet the enemy!"

Tens of thousands of voices yelled in unison: "Da Yan's army soul lives forever!"

After the sound of the thunderous bugle sounded, the army fell into silence. The neat army was as heavy as a towering mountain, guarding there, the broken armor, and the curly sword were made of gold!

Everyone was deeply shocked, including the enemy army.

Finally, Da Xia decided to continue the war of attrition.The world was desolate and gloomy. After Xia Bing retreated, everything seemed unrealistic like a big dream.

But no one fell down from the city defenders. They still stood where they were, as if they were afraid that Da Xia would turn around and come back again.

Dianchen dragged his long sword, and walked forward slowly with a straight figure. His steps were heavy, his face was as pale as snow, his clothes were stained red with blood, and he didn't know whether it was his blood or someone else's.

Today, it has been standing from early morning to now.

It wasn't until the last ray of skylight was absorbed that Dianchen turned around and looked at his subordinates.

The hot wind swept over the man's clear eyebrows and face, his voice was already hoarse, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, he bowed deeply to his army, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for your hard work."

The soldiers on the same front as him bowed down to salute him, and their sonorous voices merged into one voice: "General, you have worked hard."

"Six princes!"

A broken cry suddenly came from behind, like an ocean breaking its embankment, getting bigger and bigger.

Those were the people who were protected behind them. At this moment, they finally came out of the house where they were hiding, and knelt down and bowed down with tears streaming down their faces.

Dianchen stood in the hideous pool of blood with a knife, even though he was killing all over, he was as proud as a towering snow mountain.

However, looking at his side face, Gu Qiao felt his heart tremble slightly.

In the courtyard, the incense in the incense burner was ignited little by little, and a thin line of smoke rose slowly. The light golden light was like sparse water, flowing in layer by layer.

There was silence in the room, Gu Qiao silently looked at himself in the mirror, his heart was bewildered, like a cold mountain with white snow.Here is the sanctuary that Dianchen built for him.

With gold, with blood.

He has been staying here safely, but he doesn't know that the outside world has become hell.

In the thick black mist, a belief suddenly rose in his mind like a bright light. Gu Qiao gritted his teeth and clenched the scissors in his hand, a burst of scorching heat suddenly rose in his heart.

"Crack-"

Suddenly, the scissors in his hand cut off.

The waist-length blue hair fell to the ground, and little by little, it turned into shoulder-length short hair.

He later kept a tassel.

In fact, the original intention was just to commemorate his 18 years with grief, but at this moment, he put it on the earlobe again.

Raising his hand, he pulled all the hair back from his head, and then fixed it with a little hair oil. Gu Qiao looked up, and saw the picturesque face, with the corners of the mouth slightly stretched, showing a clean and gentle smile.

【Speak】

The update was broken yesterday, and there are too many words today, so it’s a double update