In the early hours of the morning, the final showdown arrived¡ª¡ª
Geshe Ulmu has come to this point, if he retreats, how should he explain to his tribe? How to explain to himself? He just didn't expect that the people of Daqing would get the white wolf, orsomeone would be so knowledgeable, pointing at the most taboo places of their people.
It was extremely despicable, but it really made him succeed.
Before attacking the city, Gexi gave an order to dispatch a small group of the most elite cavalry to search along the Moon River and find this troublemaker.
Mud covered the flesh and blood, and God wept bitterly.
The saber was coming, and Jing An lay down on the horseback, firmly holding the blade of the machete with a steel gun, and the saber at her waist had already fallen off. Her arms are naturally not as thick as the man's, and the opponent pressed down with the force of the downward chop, the blood on the saber was washed down by the rain, and flowed to her chin. His hands were pale and blue and trembled.
Suddenly, a person seemed to descend from the sky, holding her saber that she didn't know where she had thrown it, and cut the saber holder in half with the horizontal saber, the pressure on the top was released in vain, Jing An breathed a sigh of relief, tilted the gun, and took off the saber. The saber in his hand swung up, and it just hit the head of a Wagga man. The doctor split his head like a watermelon with a crisp sound, and sent him to the west.
Jing An spat out a mouthful of blood rudely. The princess demeanor that the deep palace nuns have carefully trained/taught for so many years was lost within a few days. He raised his head and nodded to the thick-eyed young man who saved his life.
Liang Jiuxiao laughed loudly: "Your Highness, we are all watching you do what you do. Even if you work hard, you have to take care of yourself."
Jing'an doesn't speak loudly, even in the midst of thousands of troops, she always keeps her inherently soft voice low, and doesn't care if others can hear it or not, anyway, someone is going to spread the word, and the words are indifferent Authentic: "The emperor has ordered that the chief general is dead, the deputy general is on top, and the deputy general is also dead. There are also soldiers who join the army, and there are captains. Worst of all, there is a centurion It would be better if there was only one person left. , Make up your own mind, you won¡¯t lose if you kill one, and you can earnone if you kill two.¡±
She paused twice in the middle of a sentence, and the long spear was alive and well, even the people and horses had pierced the guts of the two Wagga people who rushed over, without blinking their eyes. Liang Jiuxiao smiled and said: "If you defend the enemy outside the city this time, and your Highness returns to the palace, which man would dare to marry you?"
Jing'an smiled softly, and the two walked side by side, feeling somewhat inappropriate: "If I die here, you can go back and tell that pretty boy Jing Beiyuan that I still don't like him. "
Liang Jiuxiao paused subtly, and said with a broken smile: "You don't know him, the prince is not a little boy Your Highness, if I die here, I will trouble you to send a message to my senior brother, just say¡ªjust say Jiuxiao in this life It's worth it."
Jing An glanced at him very quickly, a little puzzled.
Liang Jiuxiao continued: "I dreamed of peach blossoms all over the mountain at the prince's that day, and my senior brother said that he would take me to wander the rivers and lakes. I feel that I will be satisfied after death. I am worthy of Mr. Jiang, and I am not afraid that I will lose face to Xiaoxue in Huangquan."
"Senior Brother?" Jing An frowned slightly, pulled the steel gun out of the dead man forcefully, shook the blood on it, and said rather displeasedly, "You're going to die and you're still whining, although you don't look white, but your essence is A little boy."
Liang Jiuxiao laughed silently.
He Lianyi worried about Jing Qi for a whole night, and then after the war, he finally felt relieved. He was relieved, not because he was sure that Jing Qi was safe, but because he himself was in the same danger as the other party.
He wiped the rainwater and muddy water from his face, Zhou Zishu was beside him, holding a very thin and soft sword in his hand, and pushed away the arrows that were three feet away from He Lianyi one by one. It was the first time Zhou Zishu showed his weapon in front of people. He never thought that such a frightening and prodigal person would have such a clear and bright sword.
He Lianyi suddenly asked: "Zi Shu, are you still worried about your junior brother?"
Zhou Zishu said: "If you go all out, no one will worry about it. If this is the fate, it is good to die together."
He Lianyi was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Dead? I can die, but the capital cannot die, and Daqing cannot die." He raised his voice in vain, "The left and right wings are inserted obliquely into the enemy army, and the central army disperses! The archers are ready , the rolling stone machine is behind, and when the barbarians go deep in, they will be turned into meat paste!"
Zhou Zishu frowned and said: "The Chinese army is dispersed, for safety's sake, please return to the city"
He Lianyi interrupted him: "As I said, the city gates will be closed at the beginning of the war, and no one in armor can retreat."
Zhou Zishu said: "But"
&nbYes, but she couldn't help lowering her gaze, unwilling to look at him again.
"I dreamed of peach blossoms all over the mountain at the prince's that day, and my senior brother said that he would take me to roam the rivers and lakes, and I felt that I would be satisfied after death, although it was just a dream and if I die here, I will be worthy of Mr. Jiang , I¡¯m not afraid that I¡¯ll be ashamed to see Xiaoxue in Huangquan.¡±
Jiuxiao Liang Jiuxiao
He Lianyi was forcibly persuaded to go back to the palace, and was surrounded by a group of imperial physicians. He poured medicine and bandaged him, but he was still fidgeting. In the end, he got annoyed and drove everyone out, leaving only one sentence, that is, Someone from the Great Witch of Southern Border came over and reported back immediately.
From afternoon to night, no one came. This time, He Lianyi refused to go to sleep despite Yu Kui's persuasion. He stayed there for a whole night until it was almost dawn. Woke up by something, actually palpitations.
I saw Yu Kui walking in three steps at a time: "Your Majesty, the great witch is back!"
"Please!"
He Lianyi stood up involuntarily when Wu Xi came in, and looked straight at him. Wu Xi paused for a moment, without saying a word, and slowly stretched his hand into his bosom, He Lianyi's eyes fell on his hands, and even stopped breathing for a moment.
Wu Xi took out a small piece of blood-stained cloth from his bosom, and placed it in front of He Lianyi.
He Lianyi was stunned for a long time before his soul floated back. He slowly reached out to pick up the piece of cloth and held it in his palm, and said in a hoarse voice: "What about others?"
Wuxi shook his head dumbly.
"I want to see people when I live, and corpses when I die! Come, come!"
Wuxi felt that he had nothing to say to him, so he turned and walked out amidst the chaos among the imperial physician's servants.
Another three months later, the negotiations between Nanjiang and Daqing ended, and Nanjiang officially broke away from the status of Daqing's vassal state. Wuxi left the capital with the warriors. He came on horseback and left by car.
The carriage was newly bought in the capital, and the interior is extremely gorgeous, with cushions on all sides and a large space, with a small table in the center, an incense burner, fruit tea, and everything else.
There are two people in the car.
Wuxi was holding a book in his hand, and he was very silent. If he didn't turn a page occasionally, he would be like a statue. When I got up, I felt very bored, scratched up and down, but was still bored, so I tried every means to tease Wuxi to talk.
"Where did you find a corpse that tricked the emperor into believing it was mine?"
Wuxi didn't even lift his eyelids, he just took these words as air.
Another failure to find something to talk about¡ªJing Qi was a little frustrated. He knew in his heart that this little poison held grudges, but he didn't want him to hold grudges like this. For three months, a full three months, healed himself and took care of his daily dorms, but he never talked to him. Said a word.
He wanted to get up, and this movement touched the wound, and the corner of his mouth twitched in pain, which was nothing at all, but suddenly his eyes rolled, and he exaggeratedly covered his chest, and his shoulders arched, appearing in extreme pain.
Wuxi really reacted a little this time, pushed his hand away, checked his wound, and found nothing wrong, so he went back to sit quietly again, Jing Qi quickly grabbed his wrist: "I Talking about the little poison, are you still going to finish? Tell me to do anything to calm you down, you have to make a way for me."
Wuxi patiently opened his fingers bit by bit, without even looking at him, and sat back in silence.
Bitter tricks - complete failure.
Jing Qi lay back with a "plop", rolled his eyes, and thought hard about a new strategy.
Wuxi twitched the corner of his mouth slightly where he couldn't see - it's only been three months, what's the rush?
?My lord, if you pay off your debts, you speak well, but if you say it, you will have a lifetime.
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Let me go, it's too dreamy This article started fishing and drying the net in June, and it was officially written in July, and it was finished in SeptemberMosquito-repellent eyes, the tubes waved Tomorrow, there will be a special episode, Take a vacation in October! ! ! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com