Lin Wan'er was dumbfounded for a while, and at that moment, he felt that the general was right, and he and the group of people above the city were wrong.

All men are created equal, some rights are self-evident, there is no need to repeat, everyone should be an independent individual, get rid of vassals, speak for themselves, the world should be the people of the world.

However, she could not agree with the general, because she could not explain the relationship between production relations and productive forces to Xiahou Xiangyang from a scientific and reasonable perspective, and the production relations represented by the Taiping and prosperous era outlined by the general were too advanced in the relations of production, so in the process of the general being the master of the world for 20 years, he would find all kinds of obstacles that could not find the source, like an irresistible force hidden in the darkness.

At that time, Xiahou Xiangyang's confusion will follow him, self-doubt will become the main melody of life, the world will not be built according to his vision, some harsh and extreme regulations and decrees will be promulgated through him, and the whole world will be drawn into the abyss, and the displacement and family destruction that he least wants to see will increase day by day.

Under self-blame, chagrin, and suspicion, Xiahou Xiangyang went to a lonely death on a stormy night, swallowed up by endless darkness.

Maybe ten years, maybe twenty years, maybe a hundred years, maybe a hero who turned the tide was born, and the self-regulation mechanism in this social gene can slowly return to the right track and continue to slowly climb up according to a certain established line.

However, in the indifferent history books at that time, the evaluation of the loser Xiahou Xiangyang must be extremely derogatory and ridiculous, but there is no mention of what great and selfless ideals he had at the beginning.

Lin Wan'er, who was standing on top of the city tower, looked at Xiahou Xiangyang under the city wall in the whistling north wind, and had a thousand words in her heart to persuade the general. But she knew that everything was in vain, and that the person with beautiful ideals was the most determined, and that perfect world was the direction of his efforts and struggles.

Heard Xiahou Xiangyang's words. The other people above the city also had mixed feelings, and their hearts were turbulent, and they couldn't speak.

Pan Chunwei had a thick sadness in his eyes, and he muttered to himself: "I'm not as good as you." ”

Zhao Chengde, the king of Jing'an, was the most surprised, he had never stepped into the circle of His Majesty, Xiahou Xiangyang, Xu Xiao, Pan Chunwei and Chen Xian, he was just an idle prince, doing what an idle prince should do. That's all, but when he heard Xiahou Xiangyang's words, he was the most uncalm one. From the depths of his heart, he actually agreed with Xiahou Xiangyang very much, if there was no court and the throne, there would be no cannibalism. There will be no open and secret fighting.

Zhao Shuo carried his hands behind his back. The lunar calendar on his face turned into anger, and he wanted to abolish the throne, you Xiahou Xiangyang still have to ask me if Zhao Shuo agrees, and if you disagree, the people of the world are the masters of the world, no need, I Zhao Shuo can be the masters of the world, and I can do better than you Xiahou Xiangyang.

At this time. Han Chong, who was dressed in black armor, walked steadily to Zhao Shuo's side, clenched his fists and bent his knees, and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness." The three royal forest armies of Vermilion Bird, Qinglong, and Baihu have been guarded, and General Cao Wei patrols along the streets to maintain order, and the forces that can be mobilized are properly deployed. ”

"Good." Zhao Shuo smashed on the top of the city with one hand, the huge pain made him extremely sober, and he looked in the direction west of the capital, "Can you Xiliang be a wall-watcher?" I don't believe it. ”

"Han Chong, go and meet the world's number one general for a while, and see if the general is really as unparalleled in the world as rumored." Zhao Shuo commanded sharply, he would not wait for the Zhenbei army to attack the city after three hours, as long as he killed Xiahou Xiangyang before that, and then waited until Xiliang sent troops to come, the world would still be surnamed Zhao.

Han Zhong got up, his face was inexplicably bright, he took off his black helmet, untied the cloak behind him and threw it on the ground at will, pressed the knife in one hand, the momentum was abruptly high, his feet stepped on it violently, all the city bricks under his feet were shattered, and his body rose in the air, and the next moment he fell suddenly from the city head, and suddenly smashed in front of the Xuanwu Gate, with a loud bang, smoke and dust flying.

Slowly getting up, Han Zhong exhaled a breath of turbidity: "General, I've asked for advice!" ”

As he spoke, he suddenly pulled out the embroidered winter knife, and a cold light passed, creating an arc-shaped ripple in the air, and the blade of the knife bloomed with a three-inch sword, and one step at a time, it thundered, and rushed towards the general on the horse.

The general sat on his horse, squinted at the oncoming Han Chong, stroked his beard gently, and his face was calm.

As he got closer and closer to the position of the general, the momentum on Han Chong's body was also rising, the speed of running was getting faster and faster, the heavy embroidered winter knife was behind him, and the knife was lingering on the blade, approaching the general for more than 30 steps, it had already opened and closed and slashed out, and the sword rose like a python, crushing everything and slashing towards the general.

Lin Wan'er, who was above the city, saw this picture, and suddenly remembered that when it was just cold, the tornado on the flat ground that she saw in Xueyong Pass, starting from the earth and finally the sky, and Han Chong's knife seemed to have the same effect, taking advantage of the momentum of the earth, the momentum was huge, and it was shocking.

Xiahou Xiangyang, the general who sat on top of the horse, faced the oncoming Ling Yan, gently stretched out a palm, palms up, back of hands down, opened Mount Tai, shook Kunlun with one hand, and slapped the knife head-on, with a bang, the air waves scattered, and the strength of the sky scattered arbitrarily.

A wave has not calmed down, Han Chong's figure has already come to the air in front of the general, the momentum of the knife just now is not exhausted, and it is a blatant slash, taking advantage of the momentum, the momentum is stronger than just now, it was just a knife before, and at this moment it is a real knife body.

The embroidered winter knife was heartily split, and the general stretched out two fingers, pinched it slightly upward, and between thousands of hairs, he clamped the blade and removed the fierce knife.

Han Zhong couldn't make a move, and changed the direction of the knife in an instant, from splitting to wiping, but the general's two fingers were like a rock, and it seemed to have been integrated with the embroidered winter knife, and he suddenly exerted his strength, and the blade of the knife did not move at all, but the strength of the two of them was so great that even the heavy embroidered winter knife was unbearable, and it suddenly collapsed.

Gritting his teeth, Han Zhong did not retreat, but flipped his horizontal knife, swept lightly with his strength, and drove the half-handled embroidered winter knife with his wrist to wipe it towards the general.

Xiahou Xiangyang frowned slightly, flicked his fingers, and his index finger and middle finger continuously struck on the blade of the knife, with a forced melody.

Han Zhong was suddenly struck by lightning and abandoned his knife and retreated.

Before the half-handled embroidered winter knife hit the ground, it was picked up by the general lightly and thrown out like a dagger. Pierced Han Zhong who retreated.

Han Chongren was still retreating, but he saw that the half-handled embroidered winter knife was attacking him like a broken bamboo, and the speed was so fast that he could barely dodge. Gritting his teeth suddenly, he wiped one hand on his waist, and started with a short and sharp broken knife, which was across his chest, and forcibly connected the half-handled embroidered winter knife.

"Ding Dong", the sound of metal impact sounded, and the half-handled embroidered winter knife was pressed against Han Chong's broken knife. Still did not counteract the general's understatement throwing, his body retreated sharply, and his legs were inserted into the ground, but he still couldn't counteract the unrivaled strength. It wasn't until he was under the city walls that he stopped.

Xiahou Xiangyang glanced at the broken knife in Han Chong's hand and asked, "Who is your master?" ”

Han Chong didn't speak, and he was horrified in his heart that the general had forced himself into such an embarrassing situation before he dismounted. But it also stirred up blood. Taking a deep breath, he continued to rush forward with the broken knife in hand.

At this time, on the city wall, Li Mubai quietly looked at the battle under the city wall, although he was fascinated by the peace and prosperity that the general said, but he didn't care too much about the belonging and direction of the world, what he cared about was the sword, and he glanced down at Yubao, and Yubao walked in front of him with a heart.

"Jade. You have to watch the next stop in the city, and don't pay attention to those powerful moves. Instead, look at the fallen leaves and know the autumn to observe the breath swimming. When it comes to the realm of the two people in the city, the tricks and moves are just external vassals, and the flow of breath is the key. Li Mubai said softly, "Well, maybe in the future you will meet a young man named sweet potato, he is a natural sword embryo, the master of ten thousand swords, close to the sword, resonate, mellow with the sword, the move has a long history, that is talent, you may meet him in the future, remember to meet, don't earn moves with him, but to fight for the long breath, that is the acquired diligence and relief." ”

Yubao nodded, looking at the smoke and waves under the city, every step Han Chong took forward was like Hong Zhong Dalu, the breath flowed extremely fast, like a big river that had just entered the sea, in fact, it was getting stronger and stronger, and the general sat on the horse, but the breath flow was extremely slow, far less than Han Chong's galloping, but if you look closely, the general's breath is like the sea, majestic and bottomless, even if it is churning locally, it is also a huge wave.

Han Chong's hand interrupted the knife as steady as Mount Tai, still opened and closed widely, with a bang, tearing the air, the general just flicked his hand, and the broken knife was not allowed to get close.

The sword-idiot boy squinted his eyes and looked at the city, and the smile on his face became deeper and deeper: "If it is really unparalleled in the world, invincible in the world, even if you make a move now, it will only end up dead." ”

Although he said this, he did not stay on the city wall, the man did not move, the sword was already out of the sheath, the two short swords on the left and right waists were out of the sheath and flew, the sword was three feet away, and the two swords on the left and right behind the back moved when they heard the wind, and the sword body sounded to itself, and finally a big sword was the same height as his body, bound behind him, and he held the hilt of the sword and forcibly pulled out the scabbard.

The five swords are of different lengths, but each is full of evil spirit, especially the last giant sword, which is even more bloody, and the young man is forcibly harnessing, the blue and red blood vessels are swelling, the black hair is floating back, and the clothes are hunting, like a big bow that has been full of strength, and the arrow is on the string, and it has to be sent.

There are some rules that have been qualitatively practiced in swords, one of which is that you must not be suppressed by the sword, pay attention to a sentence that the sword moves with the person, rather than the person with the sword, the sword idiot boy did the opposite, and took an extremely dangerous road, on weekdays, he forcibly suppressed the five swords behind him, and occasionally he would annihilate his consciousness, and he was controlled by five or eight pieces of the body.

The bow will be broken when it is full, and at the critical point when it is about to be broken, the young man and the five or eight swords are just like the bow and arrow that catapults out, and they suddenly explode, bringing up a gust of wind and piercing towards Xiahou Xiangyang.

The general forced Han Zhong back with one palm, looked up at the young man who was getting faster and closer, frowned even more, and stretched out a finger again, but instead of clamping the menacing sword, he lightly pointed at the giant sword.

There was a crisp sound of spring water hitting stones in the air, rippling in circles of larger and larger ripples, and the air waves rolled, criss-crossed, cutting the earth, cutting one shocking ravine after another.

And the other four swords of the sword idiot boy drew arcs around the general's body, like four flying butterflies, and suddenly attacked the general together, some pierced, some teased, some thorns, and wiped ......

Ding Dong Dong, Ding Dong Dong, the flying sword was like stabbing on an invisible barrier between heaven and earth, fast but not close to the general's body. The sword idiot boy was piercing the scroll with a silver needle, but no matter what, he couldn't pierce the scroll between heaven and earth, and the two of them made a judgment, so he was experimenting and seeking the relatively weak points in it.

The giant sword between the general and the sword-addicted boy collapsed into a shocking arc, and the blood-red young man snorted coldly, and he could not advance a single inch further.

Han Zhong took a deep breath, broke the knife in his hand and let out a mournful roar, and came to the front of the general in one or two steps, holding the simple handle of the knife with both hands, and swinging it out with a natural sword.

The general stretched out his hand and lifted it, and with a slight grip of one palm, the body of the broken knife was firmly held, and Han Da, whose body was still in the air, let out a loud sigh, his breath leaked out, and he pressed down with all his strength, but he was struggling step by step.

Whether it is Han Chong, who is on an equal footing with Gonggong Hong, or the sword-idiot boy who handed a sword to Li Mubai in the wind and snow, they are all veritable masters, Han Chong's breath is strong, the knife technique is stable, and the momentum is strong and heavy, and the sword idiot boy is obsessed with swords, and the five swords on his body are both murderous and evil, and the two of them are a rare scene in a hundred years, but in front of the general, they can't even let the general get off the horse.

The general snorted coldly, pushed lightly with one finger, and raised lightly with the other, Han Zhong and the sword-idiot boy flew out upside down, and the two of them kept gliding in the snow, holding lightly with one hand, as if raising a glass to invite Mingyue, and the other four swords of the sword-idiot boy were like rain hitting plantains and frost hitting eggplants, and they suddenly fell to the ground and stuck obliquely on the ground.

Han Zhong stuck a knife into the ground to stop the decline, his body could stop, and the breath in his body was like a river overflowing, rushing endlessly.

The sword idiot boy slapped the ground, his body flew in the air, landing like a butterfly, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, the giant sword in his hand smelled blood, and a trace of scarlet sword qi climbed along the sword body, happily wanting to eat the boy.

The young man smiled coldly, and slapped his hand on the sword body, and the scarlet sword qi on the giant sword suddenly scattered and flew away, disappearing: "Even you dog thing also want to rebel?" ”

The previous sword was a sword to control him, but at this moment he had forcibly suppressed the giant sword, and instead he controlled the sword, slowly closed his eyes, and then opened his eyes, his eyes showed a fleeting silver and black color in the depths of his eyes, and his eyes became brighter and brighter: "Then die here." ”

The general looked at the two of them, looked in the direction of the capital, and said in an indifferent tone: "But for a single cultivation, the two of you have surpassed your master, just in terms of cultivation methods, you two don't deserve to die, but your master deserves to die." (To be continued.) )