The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years.

The Hu people urged the side plug, and the shepherd flute sounded far away.

When is the day of sorrow, bury the woman's chastity,

The family letter is late in the future, and I only hate the widow and part.

The White Emperor Monument under the White Emperor City, the name of the White Emperor on the White Emperor Monument. The name of the White Emperor is the word of the White Emperor, and the word of the White Emperor is engraved with the name of the White Emperor.

The White Emperor Monument is a tombstone established for the dead Western Shu infantry in the seventeenth year of the emperor's reign, when Yang Xiu attacked the most powerful dynasty at that time, the Great Xia Dynasty.

The tombstone is engraved with 539,921 names, which are all the soldiers who died in the spring of the fifth year of the Great Cause from the establishment of the Great Sui Dynasty to the beginning of the Great Sui Dynasty.

A generation of new people replaces the old, whose new clothes are wrapped in old clothes! Whose sons die first, and whose families have white hair and black hair.

Every person of the Great Sui Dynasty, even the four million remnants of Western Shu left by the Great Xia Dynasty, the moment they saw the White Emperor Monument, they would feel war-weary.

Therefore, Xishu is the place with the most readers since the Jiangnan generation. It is also the place where the literati atmosphere is strongest in the Great Sui Dynasty.

It's a pity that no matter where the reader is, he is full of infinite yearning for Datang.

It is not only the prosperity of the country and the strength of the people, but also the admiration of literature, and a dream place for countless students to realize their self-worth.

At night, the moon hangs in the sky and looks cold. Yang Weiyang looked at the very round and big moon outside the camp, but his heart was still not calm.

He returned to the tent and looked at the more than 30,000 names, tears glistening in his eyes again.

It's just that he knows that he can't shed tears in front of people, and there will be many, many things like this in the future.

A lot of people died, and a lot of people close to them died.

Yang Weiyang sat on the ground, holding a Nantang liquor burning knife in his hand, and kept pouring it into his mouth.

An indifferent voice reached his ears, and he only smiled faintly.

"I thought you people in Xishu were all butchers and executioners, but I didn't expect you to grieve!"

Yang Weiyang was silent, because the woman had a mocking meaning in her mouth, and he really didn't care very much.

The face of the person who came was absolutely beautiful, and there was not the slightest flaw to be found, just like a fairy who fell from the sky, or she was always in the sky and never fell.

She was dressed in a green dress with a white veil covering her cheeks, but she stood there and was able to attract everyone's attention.

Yang Weiyang raised his head, then handed her the flask and asked, "Do you want to take a sip!"

The woman's face was disgusted, she didn't want to drink Yang Weiyang's wine or she didn't want to drink Yang Weiyang's saliva.

Maybe she has always looked down on this man who is comparable to her in appearance, and he is not worthy. A man looks like him, which makes people laugh.

Those ordinary women like such faces, she doesn't understand. But I forgot that I also have a peerless face, and I am also a human being.

Why Su Keyu came here is just wishful thinking and compassion and incomprehension of worldly customs.

She came from Luoyang, and she had seen the emperor, and she had seen the emperor who seemed to be mediocre and bright.

She entered Luoyang from the South China Sea and brought with her the sincerity of a qi practitioner. brought the choice of the qi practitioner who was willing to be born, but it was not to help the Great Sui Dynasty, and the qi practitioner never cared about the secular dynasty.

Since the pre-Qin period, they have always called themselves Fangshi. The one who has become has not paid attention to the disturbances of the world.

Why did they want to enter the WTO, because there was no real dragon before, and the so-called was only the emperor true dragon son of heaven. So if you want to slay the dragon, which dragon to slaughter, it is naturally the evil dragon in the Xishu Palace, under the White Emperor City.

There was no Dragon Slaying Society, because the Great Chu army lost the attack on Qutang Gorge, and it was a big defeat.

More than 30,000 foot soldiers died in Xishu, although it would make the Xishu Palace's heart twitch, but to be honest, the Xishu foot soldiers still have complete combat power and did not break their muscles and bones.

Su Keyu shouldn't have appeared, but she couldn't stand Yang Weiyang pretending to be a saint. Their Yang family is not a good thing, even the one sitting in Luoyang City now, she can't see through this group of people, and she doesn't want to see this group of people.

Yang Weiyang smiled self-deprecatingly: "I'm disappointed you, Xishu still exists, but too many people have died, I don't know if there is a shadow of you?"

The shadow that Yang Weiyang said naturally wanted to ask the group of qi practitioners what role they played in the biggest battlefield in the Later Spring and Autumn Period.

Su Keyu sneered: "You look up to the Qi Practitioner too much, and you also underestimate the Emperor's mental skills." The people of Li are in the midst of fire, water and war, but it is caused by the greed and ambition of a group of you worldly people. ”

Yang Weiyang sneered: "You qi practitioners are generally high, who is not raised by your mother's father." By the way, maybe you people have never seen your parents, and you think you are superior, but in fact you are also a group of idiots and megalomaniacs who want to control people's life and death!"

Su Keyu's chest was full of anger, and his chest was constantly rising and falling, it was a beautiful picture, but no one appreciated it. The only person, but looked ahead with disdain.

Su Keyu didn't know when a sword appeared in his hand, and put the sword on Yang Weiyang's neck.

Yang Weiyang pulled away the sword with his fingertips and chuckled: "Don't scare people with it, I'm not afraid of you." ”

Everyone in the world thinks that Su Keyu is already at the point of transformation realm, but where is this threshold so easy to cross.

Even Li Yuanba, who was born with divine power, was only at the threshold of the transformation realm.

Su Keyu watched Yang Weiyang easily unslash his sword, with a shocked look on his face.

"You, why are you so strong?"

She always remembered that half a year ago, when she first met Yang Weiyang, he didn't even know martial arts. In just half a year, he became a great grandmaster.

Unless the saint gives him an empowerment and allows him to leap into the dragon gate, he will be a peerless genius to become a third-rank martial artist.

But the saint, except for the old man surnamed Xu in Penglai Pavilion in the East China Sea, who dares to respect himself as a saint.

However, even Xu Changsheng did not really become a saint, and the last one was only Yuwen Tuo.

Su Keyu was not surprised, but in exchange for Yang Weiyang's silence. Naturally, Yang Weiyang would not explain to her, and he did not need to explain to this person who was friend or foe.

Su Keyu left with a heavy heart, and Yang Weiyang glanced at her turned back and ignored the past.

It's not the same passerby, so naturally you don't need to get too close. Maybe Su Keyu is different from them, and Yang Weiyang doesn't need to be the same as her.

So there was a scene where she appeared, she was still arrogant, and he was still indifferent.

……

It took a night to collect the corpses, and it was not until dawn that the two sides brought back their soldiers.

Yang Weiyang ordered that all their bodies be cremated and then brought back to Xishu.

Where they came from and where they want to be able to go back.