Starry night, tonight the night is beautiful, the sky is clear, and the torches are almost clear. Strangely, I had never seen such a sky, as if the sea was upside down overhead, and it was ready to pour down at any moment. Lan Zhou looked up at the starry sky, and the evening breeze blew the cloak behind him to hunt, "After three hours, attack Dabaotai, pass the order, make a fire and cook on the third watch, and the whole army on the fourth watch will get on the horse and prepare for battle." ”

The adjutant general took the order and retreated. He retracted his gaze and looked north, where the tent he had set up had stretched for hundreds of miles, and the fires were scattered under the moonlight, hovering into a dragon ready to attack along the path of the col. Over the years, the descendants of the Yuwen clan have carried the legacy of their ancestors, and it took more than 200 years from dormancy to uprising. He has been nurtured since he was a child, and when he was enlightened, he first learned to recognize the map of Daye, and he could not memorize the three-character scripture completely, but he knew how many states and counties each domain had, and even how many people each county had. This is a sense of mission, constantly instilled, constantly instilled, from the initial disapproval to later integrated with life, the grandfathers of the Yuwen clan were born for the war.

Along the way, there were times when the soldiers were crossed, and there were times when they resisted to the death. Although their casualties were few, they could not be completely avoided. The sixth uncle of Vaud was cut off in the first battle, but before the blood was exhausted, he had to fight to the death. From Wuyi to Liangxiang, the battle line is not long, and the Ye army has a steady stream of support, but in fact, it is still a little difficult to deal with. A two-hundred-and-sixty-year-old dynasty, the hundred-legged insect dies but does not stiffen, Ama is a person who strives for perfection, even if he attacks the capital, the northern nuergan has not given up on the rebellion. If all the 300,000 troops were transferred back and the nine gates were breached, it would only be a matter of one day.

He had consulted with Ama and dispatched some of his men, even if the Kuyi people passed 30,000 guards, as long as they captured the Jingshi, they could re-conquer and drive those northern captives to the Demu River Guard.

However, Amma refused, "What do you call king?" It is to calm the world and save the people from fire and water. Those barbarians, burning, killing, looting and plundering are as hateful as the Japanese people, and they must not be allowed to set foot in the Central Plains. ”

This is probably the ambition of being a general, refusing to settle for the second, he has his ideals.

Da Chun sent the battle report of Daxing to the front line, and he saw that there were 5,000 casualties and 800 lost horses, and the results were not bad.

"Let Jishan's people rest in place, and wait for Ming'er to attack Dabaotai. If all goes well, the two armies will converge in early May, and we will attack the Nine Gates directly. ”

Da Chun snorted and glanced in the direction of the cowhide tent, "How is the prince now?" ”

Lan Zhou sighed, "I've had chest pain for more than half a month, and I can't see any clues for a while, I think I'm tired." The doctors who accompany the army have limited ability, and when they settle down, they will recruit people to take care of them. It's not safe to go to the battlefield with illness like this......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a fast horse coming from a distance, and a small flag was planted behind the person on the horse, which was particularly conspicuous in the night.

He rolled up the cloth and murmured, "Who? ”

Finally arrived at the front, Qi Ren riding a horse is a must, the horse can't control the head rushed, the person on the horseback turned over, and he had already swept his sleeves to hit him.

He looked at it, it was the dress of the Nanyuan Forbidden Army, and for some reason his heart suddenly tightened, "Roaring in such a hurry, something went wrong in the rear?" ”

The messenger said, "If you go back to the uncle, the slave is assigned by the commander of Ha to report to the prince." It took three days on the way to the minions, and at three o'clock in the afternoon three days ago, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess was in the inner courtyard of the eldest princess's mansion. ”

Lan Zhou's ears buzzed, and he didn't really hear it for a while, "You say...... What the? ”

The messenger swallowed, took out a letter from his bosom and presented it upward: "Back to the uncle, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess was born three days ago." This is His Royal Highness's suicide note, please take a look at it. ”

It was terrible news, he was stunned, grabbed the courier's collar and shook it vigorously, "Huh? What's going on? Am you mistaken? You dare to talk nonsense, Lao Tzu cut you! ”

The messenger was shaken by him so that his feet could not touch the ground, and said with a crying voice: "Uncle mourns, it can't be wrong, Commander Ha personally went in to see, it is said that His Royal Highness swallowed the gold seal......" struggled to present the letter, "You see, it was left by the eldest princess." ”

He took the letter, his knees limped, and he fell to his knees. In the blurred eyes of tears, I saw the handwriting on the envelope, and the iron painting and silver hook were written on Lan Zhou's personal ...... It was her words, and he recognized them. She never likes soft and charming hairpins, she is good at chapter grass and flying white, the font is just like her character, flying and unrestrained, solid as a rock.

The words she left were brief, begging for her to be let go of her homeland and not to embarrass them. Self-denial is her own choice, and she has no worries about others. There is another point, if you don't bury him with him, you will go to heaven and earth, and you will never see you.

He hugged the piece of paper, the warrior who crisscrossed the battlefield, and cried like a child.

Why, he thought about it, when they won, he will honor her and never let her suffer half a grievance. He knew that she was an arrogant princess, and she would definitely not be able to accept the rotation of heaven, but as long as she treated her more kindly, she would be soft-hearted and slowly relieved. But he was wrong, her temperament was more fierce than he imagined, and she would rather die than be a slave of the country. Knowing this, how good it would be to postpone the war for a few more years, at least not let her wither in the good years. swallowed gold and died, and there were many desperate practices, and they couldn't even save it. When he thought of this, his heart felt like someone was being dragged hard, such a beautiful person, pulling all his longing and yearning, saying that it was gone......

He knelt down to the south and couldn't get up, so Da Chun had to step forward and hug him, "Uncle mourns, let's think about how to return to the prince." ”

Even he couldn't bear it, Amma's reaction, he didn't dare to imagine. It took a long time to calm himself down. She wrote in the letter that it would hurt too much not to be buried with Amma, and it was better not to let Amma know.

"Go back and tell Hatu that you are not allowed to mention this letter to the prince, and you must keep your mouth shut." When he had finished speaking, he took the letter into his bosom, took a hard breath, and turned and walked towards the tent. But the closer I got, the more panicked I became. He knew Amma's affection for her, and if he was a drop in the ocean, Amma would be a mountain and a sea. There is a spirit between people who love each other, so the dull pain in Amma's chest for a long time cannot be traced, and the reason is here.

He stopped in front of the thick felt curtain and mustered a few times before reaching for it. The tent was quiet, and as soon as the discussion was over, the pawn took the cup and tiptoed out, and Amaher was on the throne of tiger skin, with his eyes closed, frowning, and his face was very bad.

He called him softly, his reaction was slow, and it took him a while to open his eyes, "It's all set up?" ”

He replied, paused, and said, "My son received a message...... To return to Amma. ”

However, the sorrow came from it, and he couldn't help it first, he choked up and sobbed, and could hardly help himself.

Liangshi looked at him in a daze, "What's wrong?" ”

He threw himself down and used all his strength to utter the words: "Amma, Ene was ...... three days ago It's up. ”

Surprise and change are unpredictable, one is no longer there, and the other must not have an accident. He kept his eyes on him, fearing that he would lose control and do something to self-harm, but he didn't. He was so calm, except for his paper-white face, he couldn't see anything unusual.

He forgot to cry and took two steps on his knees, "Amma......"

The man on the throne stared blankly ahead, as if to say to himself: "Why? ”

He wiped his tears and got up, not daring to tell him that he had committed suicide by swallowing gold, only that he had been too worried and had died of illness.

Amma stood up and stood like a clay sculpture for a moment, then turned back to pick up the whip from the wall, and muttered, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have left her alone...... I'm going to see her, I'm going to see her......" But after taking two steps, he suddenly collapsed, and a large amount of blood gushed out from his mouth and nose, almost as if he were going to drain all the blood of his body. Those blank eyes looked at the top of the tent, remorse and grief were intertwined, and it was really hurt to a certain extent, and the great sorrow was silent.

Everyone was busy rescuing, and the generals in front of the tent came in to visit, and the boss couldn't make any mistakes in this kind of situation.

The Great Tent had been stationed in this col for five days, and the earth on the ground had been tamped in and out countless times. But when he moved the person to the sleeping couch, he found that he had grabbed two handfuls of soil with both hands, and his fingertips were dripping with blood, and some of his armor had fallen off.

Lan Zhou was afraid that something would happen to him, so he called Ama earnestly, "You take care of yourself, look at your son, look at the army...... Cry out, don't choke. ”

He wanted to cry too, but there were no tears. He opened his dry eyes, feeling that his soul had flown away, it turned out that he had taken this country by mistake.

He only now knew that her death was the best revenge for him. She used such a ruthless method, slashing his heart one by one. He still remembers seeing her gentle side face before going out, and she was breathing evenly and alive. But it's only been a year, and at first glance, yin and yang are separated, and he has a premonition that he will go to the Yellow Spring with her, and he said stupidly: "If she leaves, I won't live long......"

Love is intangible, but it is also the most painful. The emperor's hegemony and fame are all empty in the end. He sees no glory, only despair. His sky has fallen, and he can't hold it anymore, what's the use of Jiangshan Sheji? Without her, he was on the verge of losing even the instinct to breathe.

His chest was stained with blood, and he regained a little consciousness before struggling to his feet and stumbling out. They dissuaded him, he waved his hand weakly, "I'm not a good commander...... I took off the tiger talisman and handsome seal and handed it to Lan Zhou, and ran out of the big tent in a daze. Standing in the wilderness, looking around, unable to distinguish the direction, and anxious to return, he wandered away like a trapped beast, and wailed anxiously.

Who's going to help him, who's going to take him back? He knelt on the ground and tried to calm down, but he couldn't do anything, he couldn't control himself, he felt that he might die here.

It was Cui Guixiang who carried him, and the honest eunuch gritted his teeth and said, "Master, you have to hold on, Your Highness is waiting for you to go back and send it." ”

Cui Guixiang was appointed by the old lady to serve him, and when he attacked Huai last year, the heavy snow closed the mountain, cutting off his connection with Guan Rong's army, and it was he who knelt on the ice and crawled, sending letters back and forth. As a Han eunuch, he did his duty, and now that the eldest princess who was kind to him has died, he will turn into a cow and horse and carry him back to the funeral.

The night breeze blew, and he finally blew his senses, and he looked back at the generals behind him, knowing how much shock he would cause if he left without regard to it now. It's not that you don't go, it's that you have to explain.

He patted Cui Guixiang on the shoulder, staggered to the ground, unsteady on his feet, and needed to rely on him to help him.

"When my beloved wife died, I was in pain, but the war was like fire, and I couldn't delay. Tomorrow according to the plan, capture Dabaotai, all the soldiers are good brothers who follow me from death to life, my inner house has suffered a great change, I am really exhausted, and I have no intention of fighting. For the time being, General Zuo Yuwen Lanzhou will give the order on my behalf, and I will return to Nanyuan...... See the last side of the deceased wife, and after the funeral is done, then join the army. Lan Zhou is young, and he still relies on the support of his brothers. He said in a trembling voice, clasping his fists at the crowd, "I am here at a good time, thank you in advance." ”

Who could bow down to him, and the generals knelt down to receive the command, and he said no more, but turned and mounted his horse, and rode away with his whip.

Immediately bumpy, so turbulent that his brain was about to break, he went back and forth from north to south several times, day and night, and now in retrospect, it was all to see her. His girl, the slim, compassionate girl...... was supposed to live a carefree life, but because he was planted in his hands, he ended up like this.

knew that there would be today, he shouldn't have been so selfish in the first place, and he was bent on marrying her. He would rather her marry a mediocre person and live a plain and comfortable life, which is better than dying at a young age. Countless misfortunes were caused by him, and all he could do was to hold on to the reins to prevent himself from falling off his horse, and force himself back to see her.

He couldn't believe it was true, and he thought he must have fallen into a nightmare, maybe he would just wake up. But the sun and the moon alternated, and he changed horses several times, and he couldn't wake up, only to know that he was really in a desperate situation, and there was nowhere to escape.

The wind blew so much that he couldn't open his eyes, but fortunately it didn't rain, so he ran back to Nanjing in one go. However, the expected miracle did not happen, he once had the illusion that she was joking with him, in fact, she was still alive, just to scare him and force him to withdraw from the army? But when he saw the white flags in front of the Yin'an Hall and the huge inscription on the altar, all his hopes turned into bubbles. Reality is like a heavy hammer, hitting his head, he can't walk, he crawls into the Yin'an Palace.

"Wanwan ......" his voice was hoarse, barely able to speak. The blood condensed in his chest began to surge upwards again, she died, his heart and liver were broken, and he couldn't help himself when he crossed the threshold, and he held on to the altar and spit out.

The concubine was terrified, "My son, how did you make such a ......?"

He pushed her away, "Egne, I beg you to take care of her before I leave, you promise me!" ”

The concubine smuttered, and had nothing to say.

He ignored her no longer, and when he arrived in front of the Zi Palace, the longevity wood made of luxurious golden silk nanmu was carved with cascading lotus flowers and countless immortals. Before he could return, they had already buried her. He stroked the heavy cover, looked back and saw the copper ring covered in linen and filial piety, and asked her in a dumb voice, "Is Wanwan really inside?" ”

Copper Ring Iron blushed and didn't give him a good look. He killed her, how could he still have the face to come back to mourn!

She said: "Today is the seventh day of His Royal Highness, if the prince is not taboo, take a look for yourself." ”

He pushed the lid of the coffin, but he couldn't push it with any strength.

Cui Guixiang kowtowed to the coffin three times, came up to help him, and he saw her in the coffin, although it had been seven days, her face was still the same as when she was alive.

The eyebrows, the lips and nose, the bright outline, and the hair of the crow...... She is dressed up, with a big shirt and a big belt, and she is extraordinary. When he got married, the moment he lifted her hijab, she was also like this.

He smiled unconsciously, "Wanwan, it's time to get up, it's unlucky to sleep here!" He stretched out his hand, afraid that she would blame, paused slightly, and said softly, "Let me touch you, you must lie to me, I know ......"

He poked out his fingertips, and the wound cracked, and a drop of blood fell right down her face. He panicked, rolled up his sleeves and wiped her for her, and switched to his other hand to touch her—cold, no temperature, and his sluggish brain finally turned a corner, and it turned out that she was really dead.

He threw his head up, and the world spun. Oh my God, how can this be! He was so angry with pain that his legs could no longer support his body, and he knelt beside her coffin.

No one dared to help him, and if he was to be separated from the eldest princess at this time, he would definitely kill someone. His cry echoed in the mourning hall, heartbreaking, and no matter how hard his heart was, it would be softened. The crowd bowed their heads and sobbed with him. It was dark outside, a muffled thunder rolled in, and heavy rain poured down. 166 Reading Network