On the fourth day of Feng Qing's death, the Ji Kingdom launched a war against the Great Dragon, and took Yongguan in one fell swoop, and Qin Yuan, the main general of Yongguan, was shot by Liu Yi, the general of Jiguo, and his life was in danger. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 By the time the news came back, it was already the third day since the loss of Yongguan.

The Manchu civil and military forces were shocked.

The crown prince and the prince Qin Anwen fainted in the main hall on the spot.

After looking at the noisy military generals of the Manchu Dynasty, Feng Ze's face was still as calm as water.

Dressed in a black and red matching dragon robe, he looked a little dark and depressed on his body after all.

There was also a person in the main hall with a calm and deep face, standing at the head of those civil and military generals, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Feng Ze looked at Feng Zhao with a pair of calm eyes, "General"

A soft call sounded, and the entire hall fell silent in an instant.

"Army ready?"

"Your Majesty, it's ready. ”

"Let's go, then. ”

"Commandment. ”

The conversation between the two was light and breezy.

In the stunned eyes of the Manchu officials, Feng Zhao walked out of the hall in a majestic and cold manner. The dark green brocade robe rose up without wind, with boundless domineering and sharpness, as if the corners of the robe were carrying the spirit of Sensen's blade.

The people in the entire hall felt an invisible pressure, like a cold wind, forcing them to breathe.

At this time, on a path far away from the imperial capital, two horses were galloping.

The people on the horse were as handsome as immortals floating from overseas.

The moon in white was like a fairy descending to earth, and Yaoling, who was dressed in pink, was slightly red, just like a blooming lotus.

At this moment, although she was a little melancholy in her heart, she was also happy.

She used to be so eager to help Fengzhao take the big dragon and take the world, but now she is really going to the battlefield, and her heart finally has some unspeakable heaviness.

But for the sake of Xiaofeng, she can't escape, Xiaofeng is right, war is inevitable, she only has Xiaofeng in her heart, and she does not hesitate to hurt everyone in the world for Xiaofeng's wishes.

Since you can't hide, you might as well go where is it, thinking like this, as soon as you whip up, the man and the horse run out like an arrow

As for Ji Rujin, "Maybe he is ready to die in the country, but he is the king of a country, and he will be with the country of thistle, and he will die with the country of thistle, even if you have the heart to save him, it can only make him suffer for a lifetime, it is better to go with the flow." These are the words that Yueming said to her before leaving.

Yesterday, Feng Zhao returned home to discuss with Yueming about the war with the Ji Kingdom, and decided that no matter whether the Ji Kingdom started a war or not, Yueming would lead the army from Yanlong to attack, and Feng Zhao went to Yongguan and attacked from Yongguan. And the moon will return to Yanlong immediately.

"I'm going to take Yaoling with me. ”

When Yueming proposed to take Yaoling with her, Fengzhao resolutely disagreed.

"Are you afraid that she will interfere with the war with emotion?"

Yueming's eyes as cold as the moon quietly looked at the wind.

"She is kind in her heart, and treats thistle like brocade, affectionate and righteous. ”

Fengzhao lowered his voice and looked heavy.

"If you don't allow her to participate in the war, Ji Rujin will definitely not survive when the Ji country dies, although she doesn't complain about you at that time, but after all, she will feel guilty about Ji Rujin, you want her to be your princess with such a heart, she won't be happy. ”

Feng Zhaoli looked at the blue water by the lake, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "Let her go with you, so that she and Thistle Rujin can see each other for the last time." ”

Yueming, who was on the horse, looked at Yaoling who was riding a horse and whipping in front of him, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and a pair of eyes as bright as stars crossed with a strong sense of love.

It's been a long time since I saw Yaoling's bright smile like a warm sun, and I haven't heard her crisp and exaggerated bells.

Today, the sky was beautiful and the sun was just right, and he heard the crisp bell again, and saw her smile. It's just that there is a trace of sadness in the eyes after the smile.

I couldn't help but think of her innocent and bright smile when I saw Yaoling for the first time, and time finally carved some wind and frost in the heart of his beloved woman, and he wanted to protect her bright smile like a warm sun, but he couldn't protect it after all.

It was early autumn, the sky was high and the clouds were light, and the fields by the road were already tingling with a faint gold. The mountains in the distance are still green and dyed like ink, because it is noon, there are many pedestrians on the road, and the two of them are particularly outstanding, so they attract the attention of passers-by.

Everyone didn't know the moonlight, but they were only full of awe of the bell on Yaoling's body, and the bell was crisp and the whisper of passers-by: "Variety little magic bell." ”

Yaoling turned her head and smiled at Yue Ming, but when her gaze touched Yue Ming's eyes, she immediately turned around and hit her horse and ran forward, the sound of the bell on her waist was a little flustered.

Looking at Yaoling's distant back, there was a faint smile on the corner of Yueming's mouth, and that smile matched his peerless face had an indescribable handsomeness and depth.

And outside the imperial capital.

Dressed in armor, Fengzhao has stepped into the carriage, behind him is a neatly arranged army, in the sunlight the weapons in the hands of the soldiers flashed a dazzling and cold light, even the war horses are all holding their heads high, calm and calm, the people standing on both sides of the official road have long been frightened by this soaring murderous atmosphere did not dare to make a sound.

Standing at the front of the car, he raised his eyes to look at the tall city tower, where stood the young new emperor of Dalong, next to his father in a green shirt, who were his dearest relatives, and they were looking at him from afar, with serious and calm expressions.

Turning his head, he looked at the majestic mountains and fields in the distance, reckless and reckless, and the harvest was in sight, and he couldn't help but think that this was a great country that his Feng ancestor had exchanged for the lives of countless people, how could he allow others to get involved, he not only wanted to protect this great country, but he also wanted to expand its borders, he wanted the world to belong to him, and the Feng clan to return to the big dragon. The wind of early autumn blew, raising his scattered hair, and there was supreme domineering and arrogance in his star-like eyes in the distant sky.

The drums of the departure were loud and stirring, and the horse's hooves were raised and falling at the same time, and the earth was shaken. The people on both sides involuntarily retreated to both sides.

On the tower of the city gate, Feng Ze looked at the carriage in the distance, and there was a vague elusive look on his gentle and watery face.

Feng Xuan on the side looked at the carriage in the distance, his expression was still as warm as the warm sun in spring, the war that the Feng clan wanted to start for several generations was finally realized in Feng Zhao's hands, and the iron hooves of the big dragon were about to step through all the places in the world.

He didn't know whether to be happy or sad. At the beginning, for the sake of Dalong's stability, he gave up his favorite Ruoli. And his elder brother, the emperor who is high in the dragon, has never been happy in this life.

Looking at the southern sky, where there was the woman she loved, it was time to meet her, and at this moment there was a faint vicissitudes in his eyes.

The army drove in front, the carriage in the wind was behind, and he sat in the car with a cup of tea and tasted it slowly. I thought about Yaoling who had left in my mind, and I didn't know if she was in a happy mood at this moment.

He didn't want her to participate in this war, but as Yueming said, he didn't want her to live her life with guilt for Ji Rujin. Since she wants to help Ji Rujin, she will go, as long as her Yaoling has no regrets in her heart, he can control this war.

"General, Miss Qin asks to see you. ”

Suddenly, the carriage stopped.