Sudden HE with the villain

Major General Sirius picked out the third prince with a gun, and Princess Ji Na plotted to kill Xie Qingyan.

This is the deep pain in the hearts of the people of Dasheng and Beijue.The ambitious third prince, the mighty major general... The young hero who died young will naturally lose consciousness, leaving only eternal regret and pain to the living.

The city wall made of blood and bones stood upright between the two countries, and it also straddled the hearts of the two peoples.

Qingping stroked the rough map of the border drawn with his fingers, and suddenly said: "If one day, there will be no more wars between Dasheng and Beijue, and the world will be peaceful..."

Without even thinking about it, Xie Ping said, "How is that possible?"

How could a hundred years of war be calmed down overnight?

Qingping looked at the winding curve on the map calmly, and said slowly: "The king of Beijue is fierce and bloodthirsty, and he regards Dasheng as a deadly enemy. If he ascends to the throne, there will be no peace."

"But that China is treacherous and cunning, not to mention she killed the major general!"

Qingping looked away, and said calmly: "Let's put this matter aside, Uncle Ping, haven't the winter food and winter clothes arrived yet?"

"The governor of Linzhou has been preparing for the past month, but for some reason, it has not been shipped yet, and I have sent someone to urge it."

Qingping nodded, "That's good, now that it's freezing day after day, supplies need to be delivered quickly."

While talking, Lu Xing walked in angrily with a big belly, and shouted at Xie Ping, "Vice General Xie, why has my fee been reduced?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Qingping who was standing quietly beside him, and suddenly remembered the gun on his neck a few days ago, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, clutching his sleeves tightly, "Ah, you are here, General."

"It's my idea to reduce the cost," Qingping didn't give him a good look. "The frontier has always been so poor, and people who are used to luxury and money are not tolerated. If King Kang can't live, he just goes back."

Lu Xing twisted his neck, "Aren't you used to it? Who said I'm not used to it?" He glanced at Qingping, and said in a strange way: "Xie Qingping, don't be so rampant here, you'll come to beg me in a few days! "

"General..." Xie Ping looked at Qingping slightly worriedly.

The general in black stared at King Kang's back, which was as fat as a hill, with murderous intent in his eyes, "I want to see what he has planned."

Soon she knew why Lu Xing was so confident.

The guards sent by Xie Ping came back shortly after, the governor of Linzhou did not dare to send the supplies to the barracks because of the order from the Prince Dao.

With the Sirius Army in hand, Qingping naturally has no fear of Dasheng's imperial power, but the governor of Linzhou had to obey orders.

"Xie Qingping, are you convinced?" Lu Xing asked triumphantly.

The snowflakes rolled down, the north wind howled, the soldiers' faces were flushed with cold, they rubbed their hands with purple swelling and sores, and exhaled white air.

Qingping stared at the two rich and noble princes in front of him, looked at the brocade on their shoes, the bright jade around their waists, and the fox fur on their bodies. After a long time, he lowered his head and said softly: "I...convinced, I hope the prince can take back his life and let him The governor sent the food and grass."

"It's okay to take it back." Lu Xing rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Kneel down and beg me."

"Brother!" Lu Zhou looked at Lu Xing in shock, not knowing what he intended to offend this fierce god.

Qingping looked at him silently, which made Lu Xing feel a little trembling.She flicked up her robe and knelt down on one knee.

The invincible general, who never bowed his back in the face of an enemy as fierce as a wolf, is now bowing his knees to the royal nobles she protected with her life.

"Chen, Xie Qingping, I hope the prince can take back his order."

It hangs one finger above the knee, which belongs to her dignity.

She looked down at the gray ground, feeling for the first time what imperial power is.She used to think that holding the Sirius Army in her hands would be fearless, but she never thought that Lu Xing would simply cut off the army's food and make her helpless.

She never thought that these royal families of Dasheng would put millions of soldiers in starvation and cold, and ignore the lives of countless people at the border for their own selfishness.

"Hmph, are you going to send troops?"

She hesitated for a while, and said: "The weather is bitter and cold, and our food and grass have not arrived. We should rest and recuperate. It is really inappropriate to send troops."

Lu Xing spat, "I think you are just scared. This king is not as timid as you. The weather is not good. Could it be that the weather is better on Beijue's side? If you don't dare, you can hand over the military power . Let me ask you again, will you send out troops or not?"

Thinking about the materials that were detained in Linzhou, Qingping gritted his teeth and said, "Chen, send troops."

The king wants the subject to die, the subject has to die... has to die...

The sky is gray, and on the endless field, there are several white felt bags scattered here and there.The felt bag is made of sheepskin, and the round dome is surrounded by a circle of colorful ribbons, which adds a bit of vitality to this bleak world.

It was dinner time, and the smoke from the kitchen rose from the felt bag.

"Mother!" The little boy came back from herding sheep, and waved his horsewhip at a woman beside the blanket.He is not very old, but he is very skilled in equestrian skills. He quickly drove the sheep back to the sheepfold, and ran towards his mother on two short legs.

"My Sal is awesome!" The mother bent down and placed a soft kiss on the little boy's forehead.

Just at the time of tenderness, there was a rumbling thunder suddenly, the sound approached from far away, and soon became deafening, and then, a black iron horse suddenly appeared in their sight.

"Aniang, are we going to fight again?" Thrall raised his small head and looked at the army curiously.

The cavalry stopped and stared at these felt bags coldly, like a hungry wolf staring at a weak rabbit.

The woman felt bad and kept the little boy behind her.

Lu Xing finally regained his composure from the turbulent march, glared at the stopped army, and said angrily, "Why are you stopping? Go and kill them!"

"My lord, as a rule, when two soldiers fight, civilians are not to be beheaded." Xie Ping replied aside.

Lu Xing rolled his eyes, "According to the calendar? Where's the calendar? Dasheng's calendar, or Beijue's calendar?" He raised his voice sharply, and angrily said, "You don't dare to use the Beijue people in front of you." Fight! What's the use of Dasheng working so hard to support you?"

Although he was reprimanding Xie Ping, his eyes were fixed on Qingping. Seeing that the female general was still holding the rein expressionlessly, he became more and more annoyed. Gemstone's long sword, said: "A bunch of waste! Then the king will kill it."

He is now fully armed, and he is accompanied by a group of forbidden troops brought from Beijing, so he is naturally not afraid of a few unarmed civilians. When he was about to move forward, a spear suddenly crossed in front of him.

Qingping looked at him coldly, and said: "My lord, the Beijue people are naturally fierce and strong, are you sure you want to fight in person?"

"Xie Qingping, you, you are bold!" Maybe Lu Xing had a psychological shadow that day, maybe he was really scared, he hesitated for a long time, but really didn't insist anymore.

"Aniang, is that Dasheng's Xie Qingping? Is she going to kill us?" The little boy suddenly seemed to realize something, and hurried to his mother, spreading his hands to protect her.

The woman touched the child's soft hair and said softly, "Don't be afraid, she won't hurt us."

After saying that, the group of cavalry were indeed retreating, like black clouds dissipating, and they passed by the felt bag in the blink of an eye.

The little boy looked at the departing army, and asked his mother in a dazed manner, "Why didn't they come to attack us? Aren't Beijue and Dasheng natural enemies?"

"Because that's General Xie..."

Lu Xing was always angry at letting those civilians go, he kept scolding Xie Ping, and pointed at another person sharply, but Qingping was driving the horse, and he didn't bother to look at him.

They have marched for a week, entered the prairie, but have not encountered a Beijue army, only saw many civilians here and there.

Lu Xing wanted to fight those civilians countless times, but was stopped by Qingping.Not to kill civilians, this is an unwritten agreement between the Sirius Army and the Third Beijue Division.

So to a certain extent, the Sirius Army guards the peace of the border, not only belongs to Dasheng, but also belongs to Beijue.

A long horn sounded from afar, and the patrol team rushed over and reported to her: "General, it's Tiger Division! There are more than 10 people, and they are ten miles ahead of us."

Because of food and grass, Qingping only brought [-] elite soldiers out this trip. Although the Sirius Iron Cavalry is brave and good at fighting, one can fight against ten, but the Tiger Division is also the elite of the Northern Jue. Now that the enemy is outnumbered, it is not a good strategy to face it head-on.

But ten miles... It's too close, they can't hide.

"Why did you meet Master Hu suddenly..." Qingping was puzzled, but now she didn't have much time to think, she quickly ordered: "Drummer beat the drum! The flag bearer raises the flag! Zhang Yang, lead the formation; Qian Hulong, Duan Fifth, lead the troops to attack from the left flank, Wang Haisheng and Li Sang, lead the troops to attack from the right flank. Xie Ping, lead the army to attack from the front. The Chinese army squad goes out to fight, and go around behind the enemy with me!"

The drums beat loudly, and the black banner belonging to Sirius fluttered in the cold wind.

Qing Ping took the lead, pointed the gun straight ahead, and shouted: "Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The sound of killing shook the sky, blood and swords were printed, and flying arrows fell densely like rain.

Qingping led [-] cavalry to shuttle through the rain of swords. It might not be a big victory over the Beijue Tiger Division head-on.

But the Beijue army seemed to have expected her to make such a decision, the army suddenly turned around and came straight towards her.

This time the team brought all the elites, and the Chinese Army Squad was even more elite among the elites. They fought with her for many years without knowing what defeat was or what retreat was.

They followed the general, reaping the lives of the enemy with red eyes.

However, they were outnumbered after all.Many people's bodies were covered with feather arrow scars, but they would rather die than retreat, screaming and dying with the enemy.

Horseshoes trampled on the bones ruthlessly. In the shadow of swords and swords, some people were still waving their weapons after being hit by several arrows, and some people fought with their bodies with broken arms and stumps.

Some people kill decisively, while others do not bow their heads.

The iron armor on the general's body was already covered with a layer of blood, like a bloody Shura who walked out of hell, with corpses and blood piled up on the road behind him.

Her hands were already sore, but she still waved the spear numbly.

Under the gray sky, snow like velvet slowly fell, staining the ground with blood and mud, like the sky crying blood.

The horse's hoof was cut off, Qing Ping fell off the horse, looked up at the bleak sky, and the several swords, guns, swords and halberds coming towards him, and suddenly wanted to laugh out loud.

Never thought that he would die like this.

The general is buried on the battlefield, but he seeks benevolence and benevolence.

It's a pity that the world is not yet peaceful, Haiyan and Heqing...

It's a pity for that person...

Before leaving for the battle, Gu Xiyue packed her luggage and put on the armor for the general.

Qing Ping lowered his head, and saw her neck was like snow, and a thick spring light was protruding from her chest.For some reason, her heart moved and she called out "Yue'er".

Gu Xiyue raised her head and looked at her with red ears, "General, what did you call me just now?"

Qingping turned his eyes away, felt that his face was a little hot, and said sullenly: "It's nothing."

Gu Xiyue wrapped her arms around her waist, tied her waist armor, then embraced her, and said softly: "General, I will wait for you to come back."

Qing Ping knew that his departure would be bad or bad, but seeing Gu Xiyue's appearance, his heart softened inexplicably, so he smiled.

"it is good."