don't fight the general

Yan Jing was in a trance for a moment, as if she had suddenly returned to a few months ago. At the exit of the secret passage, the concubine mother was lying in her arms covered in blood, and said with a smile: "My Jing'er has grown up. Already."

But when you grow up, will you lose your loved ones and walk alone?

The long-lost pain welled up in my heart, but at this moment Yan Jing could not be allowed to think too much, because the sudden change had completely broken the confrontation just now. At the same time that Cui Qiao jumped down from the city, Chen Qi had come to his senses and said After the order was given, a rain of arrows flew down from the city, and Cui Wei—in his eyes at this moment, there was only the falling figure, who completely disregarded life and death, urged the horse to go forward desperately, never Can't tolerate other things.

Yan Jing watched a sharp arrow pass by Cui Wei's shoulder, his whole heart was in his throat, he closed his eyes forcefully, gestured towards Fu Yue behind him, his eyes were scarlet Bloody: "Cover the general, attack the city!"

After the order was issued, the drums sounded, and the sound of killing came from all directions, enclosing the entire capital, and the capital ushered in the third battle within a few months.

But no matter how tense the battle situation is, Yan Jing has no time to take care of other things. All his attention is on Cui Wei in front of him... and Cui Qiao in his arms.

Even though everything had omens, even though Cui Wei had already reacted in advance, when one person is determined to die, it is futile for others to think about it.

Cui Wei rushed to the bottom of the city desperately, and what he snatched back was Cui Qiao's body.

Yan Jing raised his head in a daze, and looked around. He and a few guards had already helped Cui Wei evacuate to a place several miles away.

The intensifying battle seems to be happening in another world, making people feel dazed for a while.Yan Jing slowly lowered her gaze, and then returned her gaze to the siblings in front of her.

Cui Qiao lay motionless in Cui Wei's arms, her fair face was completely soaked in blood, making it impossible to recognize her original face. For a moment, Yan Jing couldn't help but think in her heart, maybe they got it wrong, Maybe there was someone else who jumped from the city?

The real Cui Qiao might be staying in Zhaoyang Palace right now, holding a book in his hand, standing still despite all the hustle and bustle outside the city.

But Cui Wei's crying brought him back to reality. Maybe he would have mistaken Cui Qiao, but how could Cui Wei have mistaken his dearest sister?

That was Cui Wei, whom he had never seen before. He buried his face on the side of Cui Qiao's neck, tears poured out, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably, but he still hugged Cui Qiao's dead body tightly, resolutely refusing to let go.At this moment, he was no longer that invincible mighty general, but just a young man who had lost his loved one.

"Ah Wei." Yan Jing squatted down slowly, but found that at this time, all words were futile.He remembered that a few months ago, he was like Cui Wei, holding the corpse of his mother and concubine motionless, full of despair.

He raised his hand to cover his eyes, turned his gaze and glanced at the thick city wall behind him, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "The war is not over yet, Chen Qi is still in the city." Yan Jing's hands were slow Lifting slowly, he held the hilt of the long sword at his waist, stood up straight, and looked down at Cui Wei: "Will you go with me to get rid of him with your own hands?"

Cui Wei's body seemed to froze suddenly, and then he slowly raised his head, with a pair of red eyes, looking at Yan Jing in front of him, Yan Jing stretched out his hand, gently wiped it away for him, and it was still surging out. With tears in his eyes, his eyes were extraordinarily gentle: "I know that with Fu Yue and the other generals here, I can completely relax, but I think, you want to be able to do it yourself, with me, don't you?"

Cui Wei blinked lightly, but there were still tears rolling down his cheeks, and finally fell on Cui Qiao's face in his arms, smudged with a small piece of blood, Cui Wei trembled, and began to be at a loss Rummaging in his arms, he didn't stop until a brocade handkerchief was handed to him, took the brocade handkerchief, and carefully wiped the blood on Cui Qiao's face.

His movements were light and slow, but Yan Jing didn't show any impatience. He just stood there, looking at Cui Wei quietly, watching him gently wipe away the blood on Cui Qiao's face, watching that Zhang Jinpa was stained red by the blood. Seeing Cui Qiao's originally fair and gentle face slowly revealed, Cui Wei slowly stopped. He lowered his head to stare at the Fang Jinpa in his hand, covered it lightly a few times, and then, Putting it into her arms, she took off her outer robe, laid it flat on the ground, laid Cui Qiao on it slowly, smoothed out the folds on the hem of her clothes, and then slowly stood up.

The tears in his eyes had slowly faded away, his eyes were still red, but they were extremely determined. He glanced at the guards beside him, and said in a cold voice: "Take care of my elder sister."

After receiving a response, Cui Wei slowly pulled his eyes away from Cui Qiao, firmly held the long sword at his waist with his right hand, raised his eyes slightly, looked not far away, and said softly: "Brother Jing, we Let's go." He turned his eyes and glanced at Yan Jing, "I don't want my sister to wait too long, it's too cold outside."

Yan Jing lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the long sword that had been unsheathed and was shining coldly in the cold wind, and the boy's clear eyes, the corners of his lips slowly raised: "Okay."

Yan Jing has never experienced such a fierce battle. Of course, in his 21 years of life, he has not experienced a few battles, but this time alone is enough for him to remember his life, and what he never expected is that, It turned out that one day, he could really fight side by side with Cui Wei.

Although Chen Qi and his men defended to the death, they were no match for the devastating offensive of the northwest garrison.The towering city walls were climbed up, the solid city gates were smashed, and the soldiers rushed into the city like a raging tide, completely conquering the capital that had been occupied by others for several months.

The glinting sword blade, the blood splattered everywhere, the heart-piercing screams, and the forever tall figure of the young man beside him became Yan Jing's deepest imprint on this battle.

"Tick!"

The bright red blood beads slowly slid down the blade of the long sword, and finally fell on the bluestone bricks, making a soft noise, and Yan Jing finally recovered, and the battle was completely over.

He slowly raised his hand and wiped the blade of the sword with the hem of his clothes that could no longer see his original face, put the long sword back into the sheath, turned sideways, and saw the young man behind him.

Holding the sword in his right hand, Cui Wei turned around to avoid the sharp sword pointed at his heart, turned his wrist horizontally, and the sharp blade passed between the opponent's neck, and the slightly oozing blood completely stopped the opponent's movements.

Yan Jing breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at the two soldiers behind him. The two immediately stepped forward, handed over the sharp blade in the man's hand, and pushed him to the ground.Yan Jing stepped forward slowly, held Cui Wei's hand, and took over the long sword that was tightly held in it, then turned his gaze, looked at Chen Qi who was still struggling after being restrained, and said coldly: "Kang Kang is deliberate. For many years, I wonder if you have expected your ending today?"

Chen Qi was pinned down on the back by two soldiers, still struggling to raise his head, blood was slowly gushing out from the wound on his neck, staining the red-yellow emperor's uniform on his body, and also His eyes seemed to be stained red, revealing resentment from them, he gritted his teeth, and glared at Yan Jing viciously: "Are you Yan Cheng's useless son?"

Yan Jing smiled softly, did not answer his words, looked down slowly along the wound on his neck, and suddenly raised the long sword that belonged to Cui Wei in his hand, exerted a little force on his wrist, and unexpectedly cut the sword that originally belonged to Cui Wei. The emperor's uniform, which was already in a state of distress, became torn to pieces, and then he let out a sigh of satisfaction: "Since I was in the city just now, I have found this dress very unpleasant."

The sudden movement frightened Chen Qi, and he suddenly burst out laughing when he came back to his senses: "I think you have some great means, but in the end you are still like your useless father, if you don't rely on the Cui family Do you think you are qualified to talk to me like this?"

After finishing speaking, he slowly turned his gaze, and looked at Cui Wei who had been standing motionless since just now, looking at him coldly: "I didn't realize just now that your eyes are really similar to your elder sister." Speaking of this, he sighed softly, as if it was a pity, "If your elder sister was willing to marry me back then, how could you have ended up like this today."

Cui Wei clenched his hands into fists, veins appeared on the back of his hands, he stretched out his hand suddenly, and punched Chen Qi in the face, knocking him to the ground, blood gushing out from his mouth and nose, But Chen Qi seemed to be unconscious, and he couldn't stop laughing: "Am I not right? So what if she married into the palace and became a queen, Yan Cheng, that trash, why don't you use your Cui family as usual while being on guard?" You Cui family? Yan Cheng just had a better life and was born in the royal family, but didn’t he turn this huge world into what it is today? I really regret that I should have done it earlier that day, so maybe I can see you again Go to Yan Cheng for the last time, let him see his country with his own eyes, all his women fall into my hands, and then die in pain."

Cui Wei only had a thin shirt on his body, and he didn't know whether it was because of the cold or hatred, which made him tremble. When he clenched his fist again and tried to smash Chen Qi's face, a gentle His big hand took his arm, Yan Jing wrapped his shoulders from behind, slowly stretched his clenched fist, and gently wiped the blood on it with his sleeve.

With a gentle expression on his face and a slight smile, he held the clean hand in his palm before turning his gaze back to Chen Qi, and said slowly: "Yes, my royal father has done a lot in his life. But there is always one thing that is stronger than you, that is, he still has my worthless son."

Yan Jing slowly raised the other hand holding the sword, and pressed it against Chen Qi's heart. Under Chen Qi's unbelievable eyes, he inserted it in without hesitation, blood splashed out, Yan Jing's But the tone was very gentle: "The mistakes he made, I will make up for him, and the country he almost lost, I will take back with my own hands, but unfortunately, these have nothing to do with you."