Chapter 451: The Rising Sun of the Xiyang City Wall

The Xia family army was like a swift cold iron arrow, full of love for the country from the north, and was shot out with a heavy crossbow, cutting through the sky of the Great Xia Dynasty, and quickly heading towards the front line. But no matter how fast they were, they still rode strong fast horses, and it would take about seven days to reach the battlefield.

This time was not long for Great Xia and Nanshang, because this battle would last at least half a year. If you want to make the entire Great Xia fall, even if the Southern Merchants have an advantage, they will slow down because of the ruined Great Xia and the Southern Merchants who are planning ahead to shoot the world.

In the direction where the Xia Jiajun is going, there are many cities that are ready for battle. Among them, the merchants were ready to gather grain and grass at any time under the call of the city lord, but no one woke up in the early morning, because the night was still thick and the morning light was far away. But there are always some people who stand in a position that no one can look up to, and they have a heart that no one can understand. That's the ancestral training, it's the responsibility, it's the youth and vigor, and it's not willing to be a coward!

It is a western city, although there is no desert and there is no lonely smoke around, but the city wall that has not risen in the morning sun is extremely deserted because the black bricks are empty and uninhabited. On the city wall, a young man was isolated, his hands behind his back, his eyes under his sword eyebrows looked into the distance, although he could only see a darkness, and a few of the big trees were only vague shapes. But the battlefield hundreds of miles away has already come to mind.

It was a trench of tens of thousands of meters, built very hidden, and the cavalry that Nanshang was proud of would step into it and receive the baptism of swords from the soldiers of the death squad. There were countless traps on the ground behind it, and as a defensive side, Great Xia had made a lot of preparations some time ago. Everything was in place before, and only the army was owed to press the border and charge.

In any case, Great Xia could not escape the desperate struggle, and sacrifice was inevitable. But the sacrifice of this magnitude was difficult for the young emperor to predict, and he did not know how many people would faint in their homes crying after the first day of the war, and how many bones would be piled up in the night outside the city.

Looking up at the sky, the young emperor felt powerless and panicked, and could only entrust his hope to his soldiers. The emperor regretted it a little, but Duke Mu was old, so he ordered him to stay in the palace. But when he came to Xiyang, he found that without Father-in-law Mu by his side, he made many decisions reluctantly and without confidence.

With a sigh, there are only two hours before dawn, and the army of 1.2 million is estimated to be ready, and the news will be delivered to him soon. As an emperor, he has to pay special attention to his every move and look, because he wants to stabilize the morale of the army. If he is in chaos, this war will end in defeat in advance.

"Hey. ”

On the stairs next to the city wall, a personal guard hiding in the corner was about to stop a rickety figure walking towards the Holy Lord, but was stopped by the cultivators beside him. The latter shushed, and the rickety figure that appeared out of nowhere was able to walk safely to the saint's side.

The young saint was not lacking in heroism and stability, and was not surprised by the old man's arrival, and did not even look back, but had already guessed who he was. This extremely light pace and the unique scent of sachets on his body make the saint feel like returning to the familiar imperial study. He would review more than 100 papers every morning, and when he was tired, he would stand up and look out the window at the end of the night, and the owner of this sachet would bring himself a bowl of calming decoction to replenish his spirit.

"Why are you here?"

"The old slave has always been by the saint's side. ”

"You have violated the royal decree. ”

Sheng looked at Father-in-law Mu, who was a head lower than himself and habitually hunched over, only to know that he had been following him. If he was in the palace, Grandpa Mu would definitely kneel down on his knees now to beg for his forgiveness. But now, Father-in-law Mu was holding a cane, looking at the direction he had seen before, and there were all kinds of emotions in his heart.

"The old slave knew that the Holy One needed me, so he came with him. ”

Gonggong Mu assisted three generations of kings, and now he is by his side, and his feelings for him are not only monarchs and ministers, but also have a subtle emotion. But he is a eunuch and has never shown himself.

"That's fine. ”

The Holy One was silent for a long time before he said:

"I have worked hard for national affairs all my life. ”

"This is the honor of the old slave, and it is the blessing of the old slave to accompany the saint to this point and witness the courage of the soldiers of Daxia. ”

This is not the first time that Grandpa Mu has seen such a scene, nor is it the first time that he is in danger of losing his country. But he felt extremely uneasy this time, for the first time in his life, it seemed that the sky had fallen, and the demon had stopped scaring with his teeth and claws, and would take away his old life and many fresh lives. They are passed through sharp hooks, baked in the pit like meat, and then eaten as snacks when they are fragrant.

There are many lives in the Great Wilderness, and they don't care about millions of people, just as there have been many countries in history, but they are all tossed and turned in history, or disappeared or rebuilt. The current is the node of history, whether it is a linear development or a turning point of rebirth, it all depends on the decisions and efforts of the people who make history.

Ji Yi and Mu Gonggong have a very tacit understanding, in the past nearly ten years, since the former ascended the throne, they have gradually had this tacit understanding, including silence at the same time, thinking about the same questions. They felt from each other a kind of seeing death as home, not happy or sad for a while, just waiting for the light to shine in the east behind them, waiting for the rising sun.

It is difficult for Ji Yi to judge the outcome of this war, but Mu Gonggong always feels that this war will ignite the fiercest fire, and Great Xia will not perish in it, but will be reborn in Nirvana. In the face of the powerful Nanshang, Father-in-law Mu didn't know why he thought so, but he just felt like this, like the sky has eyes, and he couldn't bear to let an ambitious young emperor like Ji Yi die at this age when it is difficult to make a difference.

As long as Daxia still exists, even if he leaves, Father-in-law Mu will be regarded as giving Ji Yi the last lesson in times of crisis. He can also hand over this Jiangshan Sheji to him with complete peace of mind. At that time, the sentence "Father-in-law Mu is here, like a mirror on the emperor's side", and now the emperor is still that bloodline, but this mirror is almost shattered and finally came to an end. And Jing never complained, just rejoiced, because the saint in his eyes had all the advantages of the emperors of the past, and the disadvantages were just his young age. But this will become his strength in the future, because he is young, so he can sit on the throne for many more years.

This stop is for a long time, and the two of them don't say a word, just look at the West. The guard at the corner of the stairs didn't understand why, but the cultivator realized something, but the light behind him gradually became stronger, breaking through the night, and the earth was approaching!

The light in the east was not dazzling, but it suddenly attracted Ji Yi's eyeballs, making him turn around to look, and when he turned his head again, a streamer of light dragged in his eyes, like a cold light, like an arrow in the air.

"The war is about to begin, and the time to test Great Xia has come!"