Time flies.

Jinghe twenty-two years.

From preparations, to war, to peace talks. The war with Spain, which lasted for five years, finally came to an end and ended in a dismal victory for the Great Shang.

Some people analyze that if it weren't for the fact that the Northern Yuan had not intervened when both countries were exhausted and wanted to reap the benefits of the fishermen, I am afraid that this war would have continued.

In the past two years, Emperor Jinghe has become more and more stubborn, and I heard from the people in the court that when we were discussing in the political affairs hall, the Supreme Master heard that the Northern Yuan soldiers were divided into two routes, one to attack the Western Liao and the other to attack the Great Shang, and he actually wanted General Yu to be the governor of the Northern Sweeping North, and to fight against the Northern Yuan and Western Liao fronts at the same time? Isn't this a hole in the brain? If it were not for the dissuasion of several military ministers in the Political Affairs Hall, what might have happened.

The Emperor of the Northern Yuan Dynasty also had a hole in his brain, but he had to wait for the two families to decide the winner, and then divide the troops into two ways?

The Emperor of Western Liao also had a hole in his head, and he even wanted to fight on two fronts, fighting with Dashang and Beiyuan at the same time? Fortunately, they also had shrewd people on their side, otherwise there would be a lot of excitement.

In the discussion of the people in the capital, the emperors of the three great empires have holes in their heads. In their opinion, this war was fought like a family.

On an evening in the late autumn of this year, a luxurious carriage, escorted by more than 100 soldiers, drove to the center of the Great Shang Empire, Yanyun Capital.

When approaching the city gate, he was stopped by the city gate official Tie Bu Tie Bu and asked to check the relevant documents.

At the top of the carriage sat a noble man in his twenties, with slightly blue eyes and a well-defined face. Obviously, he has a part of the Western Regions blood.

Gui Gongzi looked out the car window, looked at the towering city wall like the Tianshan Mountains, and sighed: "This was originally supposed to be the Nanjing City of my Great Liao, but now it is occupied by these Han people. ”

There was a cold and beautiful woman sitting next to him, and after hearing his words, she frowned slightly and said, "Your Royal Highness, you should make it clear that it was those Jurchen barbarians who drove my Khitan clan out of the Central Plains. ”

The noble prince smiled slightly: "I know, it's just a sigh." Anyway, Xiao Bodhisattva, I'm really curious, I'm here to be a hostage this time, not to visit the mountains and rivers, why do you want to come along?"

The woman still looked cold and cold, and said: "It's nothing, I have long admired the prosperous land of the Central Plains, and my heart yearns for it, so I will take a look." ”

The noble prince laughed and said, "Wenhua Jingsheng, one day I, Yelu Han, will come here with 100,000 iron horsemen, and then restore the glory of my ancestors." ”

The woman was extremely disdainful, glanced at him lightly, and said, "The emperors of all dynasties have had such an idea, but no one has ever been able to realize it. You can't even enter the Jade Gate. So, ideas are just ideas. Why do you have such a dream when you are a prince who has been ostracized? Also, since you have arrived in Dashang, then you should use your Han name, Yelu Yuanchen. ”

Gui Gongzi didn't care about her teasing, and said with a smile: "Don't be so serious, people have to set a lofty goal for themselves, otherwise they will become mediocre all their lives, and in the end they will achieve nothing." Xiao Bodhisattva, I have always felt that you have a good impression of me, and now I am completely sure, otherwise, how could you be willing to follow me, a down-and-out prince, to Han as a hostage?"

The woman said lightly: "You think too much." ”

The noble prince narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "As long as you marry me, I will let the Xiao family regain its former glory, I believe in my ability." ”

The woman was silent, and a trace of intense grief precipitated in the corners of her eyes.

At this time, the captain guarding the door had already carefully inspected the documents handed over by the soldiers, and then waved his hand to let them go.

When the carriage drove through the city gate, Tie Buqu, the official of the city gate, said extremely contemptuously: "Defeated Liao dog." ”

The noble prince listened to it in the carriage, and his face immediately showed a green anger, but then he turned into a laughing fan, lifted the curtain, and nodded to Tie Buqu very politely, humble and deferential.

……

northwest

Outside the Jade Gate

Divine Sword Hall

The yellow sand rolls the ground, and the grass is miserable.

Three thousand six hundred swordsmen in red suits stood on the school grounds, and the gale swept through the yellow sand, and the sand struck them violently in the face, with slight pain.

The yellow sand is blind, they carry a knife in their left hand, and their right hand is behind, like a strong pine and cypress, unmoved. The clothes on his body fluttered, like a raging red tide.

Bai Yexing, the master of the Divine Sword Hall, stood on the high platform of the school field, facing the strong wind, his eyes slowly swept over these knife hands, his resolute face was full of relief, there was a hidden battle intent in his eyes, and he held a huge and bright scimitar like a crescent moon in his hand, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you afraid of death?"

His internal strength was extremely deep, and his voice was wrapped in wind and sand, and it was transmitted far away, but it made every one of the three thousand six hundred swordsmen hear it clearly.

The 3,600 swordsmen shouted in unison: "Blood Sacrifice Divine Sword, even if you die!"

"Blood Sacrifice Divine Sword, although death is still tolerated!"

"Blood Sacrifice Divine Sword, although death is still tolerated!"

The repeated chanting resounded through the heavens and the earth, as if to cut the yellow sand in the sky.

The voice gradually subsided, and Bai Yexing continued: "The national war is over, and yet, the Demon Sect is rampant. Recently, the Divine Sword heard a report from the Ministry of Wind that the Demon Sect will attack in a big way in the near future. My Divine Sword Hall is the western gateway of the Central Plains Martial Arts, how can I allow the Demon Sect to be presumptuous? This is my oath and will never die!"

"This is my oath, eternal life!"

In the evening of the same day, the people of the Divine Sword Hall neighed at the horse, and 3,600 swordsmen rode fast horses, out of the main altar of the Divine Sword Hall, and marched towards the desert, and a battle of nearly 10,000 people kicked off at this moment.

At the same time, more than 20 men in red clothes rode their respective mounts to escort a young man in white clothes and white horses towards the direction of Yumen Pass.

The young man's eyes were full of humiliation and pain. Just as he was about to leave, the young man grabbed the reins suddenly, turned the horse's head, looked at the Huanghuang Red Tide that was gradually moving away on the other side, drew his sword and pointed to the sky, and shouted: "I swear here that Bai Bai Yu swears to destroy the Demon Sect in this life!"

On the other hand, Bai Yexing did not hear his son's oath because he was too far away. At this moment, he was whipping his horse and chasing after the old hall master Bai Fenglou who was walking in the front, and said, "Tianyu has already left. ”

The old hall master nodded slowly and said, "It is safest to send him to the Jing'an Hou family, this kid is too arrogant, and it is not a bad idea to hand it over to Li Er for training." ”

Bai Yexing nodded silently.

Bai Fenglou squinted at the yellow sand in the sky, and gently stroked it with one hand, and the huge scimitar like a full moon on the horse's spine seemed to be caressing his lover. After a long time, he let out a long sigh and said, "This knife has been wailing from time to time since yesterday, giving my father a sense of foreboding. ”

Bai Yexing said with a smile: "Father is too worried, those elders of the Demon Sect are a few catties and a few taels, don't you know, father? Although this battle is dangerous, it is nothing more than that there are too many of them. Sending Tianyu to the Li family is just a matter of seeking perfection. ”

Bai Fenglou shook his head and didn't speak. The worry in his eyes intensified.

After two days of marching, the strong winds gradually stopped.

At night, the desert under the full moon seemed unusually lonely.

The two sides came into contact at this moment, one side was white-robed and the other was naked.

With a vast "kill!" word sounded, the two sides tore and killed together.

Bai Fenglou stood on a sand dune far away from the battlefield with a scimitar in his hand, quietly watching the scene of people and horses tearing and killing in the distance. Bai Fenglou gently patted the handle of the knife, as if to soothe the restless emotions of the knife, and muttered to himself: "Wait, wait, it's not the time to make a move." ”

At this moment, under the empty and lonely moonlight of the desert, a strange voice suddenly appeared: "I have never been able to figure out why this knife is called a magic knife, is it because it can affect people's minds?"

As soon as Bai Fenglou's voice sounded, he turned around abruptly, and then, he saw two people wearing black cloaks and strange masks, who had been standing quietly behind him for some time.

In an instant, Bai Fenglou's pupils closed violently, and the hairs on his whole body stood up at this moment, and he asked abruptly, "Great Grandmaster?"

The man in the pale mask painted with black lightning let out a gloomy and eerie laugh, while the man in the white cloud mask was silent next to him.

The knife in Bai Fenglou's hand began to tremble violently, humming and whispering, as if it was about to break away from his palm in the next moment, and slash straight at the two black fighters.

Years of fighting made Bai Fenglou completely calm down at this moment, his eyes were like a cold moonlight, staring at the two of them and asking, "When will the Demon Sect have two great masters?"

Lightning Mask turned his head to look at the two centaurs who were slaying in the distance, then turned his head again, and said with great disdain, "Are you talking about those dog-like Celestial Believers? ”

The White Cloud Mask spoke at this time and said, "We are just here for you, but I didn't expect to encounter such a lively scene. ”

Lightning Mask said strangely: "Is it fun to fight with ants?"

Bai Fenglou dragged the knife in his right hand, and the blade of three feet and three points slashed across the sand, forming a round of marks like a crescent. He asked in a deep voice, "The old man has a grudge against the two?"

The lightning mask replied, "No revenge, it's just that when you're old, Tianzun asked us to pick you up." ”

Speaking of this, the lightning mask stopped looking at Bai Fenglou, turned around and asked the white cloud mask beside him, "You say, if I break this knife, can it still be called a magic knife?"

Bai Yun Mask said emotionlessly, "Try it." ”

(Happy Lantern Festival, reunion and beauty)