Little daughters-in-law, such as Huajin weakly begging for a monthly pass, the girl who has a ticket, put it into the pot...... Boom!

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"It's okay!" Hassal laughed to himself, "When you were asleep, I sat here thinking a lot. My world, my city, my country, and my throne are not as good as you. Besides, it's not that I don't fight, I can't fight, I am forced...... Miao'er, you coerced me, didn't you? So, you have to be responsible for me. ”

"You...... What to do? Your world, your city, and your country? ”

"Yes, it's war." Hassal nodded, "So what?" ”

"Juyong Pass has started a war?"

"Because ......" she turned her head, and just as she said two words, there was a loud "bang" in the distance. Her eyes widened as she looked nervously at Hasar.

"Why?" He was very emotional, and his throat was dry and hoarse.

"Desert, we can't go back, let each other be free."

Li Miao rubbed his forehead fiercely, his brain was a little confused, a little anxious, and a little confused. She didn't dare to look into his eyes, didn't dare to think about her own prodigal before, and couldn't figure out what her pounding heart was thinking at this time, she just wanted to escape, she wanted to run away.

"Since you and I are free, why can't we go back together?"

The sky was still dark, and his heart tingled in the darkness.

Hasar frowned at her and remained silent for a long time.

After staring at him silently for a moment, she took a deep breath, pushed his arm away, tried to suppress her beating heart, sat up indifferently, straightened up the wrinkled clothes on her body, and said lightly, "You're free, go back." I'm free, too, it's time to go back. ”

No, it's damn unbearable, unpressable emotions.

Emotions, just inexplicable emotions.

At that moment, why she couldn't help it, why she indulged her emotions, why she let him do whatever she wanted, and why she wanted to be entangled with him or even take the initiative to cater to him, she couldn't tell clearly.

It was on that cliff that she had something with him that shouldn't have happened.

Thinking about it again, she blushed......

Li Miao opened her eyes, and her first reaction was why she was here, why was Hassal here, and when she came back to her senses a little, she "hissed" and found that her whole body was in pain as if she had scattered bones.

He lowered his head and looked soft, "Are you awake?" ”

In his arms, a dream-like moan suddenly came from the ground.

"Hmmm......"

There have been countless tossing and turning nights, he thought about those sweet and beautiful pasts, and his heart ached fiercely, thinking that he would never have any intersection with her in this life. But she never imagined that she finally had this day - she slept in his arms again.

On the grassland of Mobei, she nestled in his arms and galloped together on horseback......

On the side of the well platform, she rubbed her wrist and looked back at him, and that glance was charming and vivid, making him remember it for several years......

On the Dome Mountain, she ate steamed buns in the grass and smiled contentedly......

His eyes were quiet, and his past with her appeared in front of his eyes.

With Li Miao, even if he loses the whole world, he feels satisfied.

Without Li Miao, no matter how much he gets, he will only be lonely in his heart.

It was a very strange reaction.

Looking at her without blinking for a moment, his chest swelled with tenderness and fullness.

His indulgence is only willing to be with her.

What about the fierce firefights of others? What if others don't die?

Recalling the hearty love between men and women before, his heart is as quiet as the mountains in front of him. The life-and-death struggle outside, the deceit above the temple, have also faded.

At this time, she is quiet. On a delicate face, there is no indifference, no alienation, like a little girl who is ignorant of the world, and there is even a shallow smile on the corner of her slightly curved lips.

But at this moment, he looked at the woman who was sleeping in his arms. She breathed shallowly, and lay on his chest, her long black hair watercasing over his shoulders, making his mind fluctuate.

If it had been a different day, Hasar would have been upset.

The sound of artillery in the distance is clearly visible.

Just when Juyong Pass was in the midst of a dire war, in the mountain col that was only more than ten miles away from Juyong Pass, it was as warm as a spring breeze.

At the same point in time, different people have different experiences and do different things.

~

However, compared to Zhao Zhu, the city gate has been opened here. Dongfang Qingxuan can completely preempt Zhao Zhu and win Juyong Pass......

In close combat, it depends on who is faster.

Zhao Bottle is in the south, and he is in the north.

In this way, Juyongguan is like a piece of filling in the pie.

The cold wind was still howling and blowing fiercely, and the tide of battle finally changed its direction as the Uliang Khan's army rushed through the gate.

"Take down the Juyong Pass and give King Jin a big gift!"

In the great array of Wuliang Khan, Dongfang Qingxuan's charming phoenix eyes with bloodthirsty light looked at the open city gate and smiled.

"Kill! Kill them all—"

Without a commander, the already chaotic Southern Army lost its armor and could not escape, nor could it retreat, so it could only be beaten passively.

As soon as Fu Zongyuan died, the guarding southern army had become a plate of scattered sand, and Wu Tong was originally a person from Dongfang Qingxuan, and the city gate was opened to welcome him into the city.

Yes, it's too late. Just as his words fell, the soldiers and horses of the Uliang Khan were already pouring over. They rushed through the gates, killing people as if they were madmen, and slashing them with their swords.

Listening to the shouts of the soldiers, Wu Tong's face was cloudy, "It's too late." ”

The lesser of two evils, it is better to be a prisoner than a dead man.

"That's right, General Wu, let's surrender King Jin!"

Some soldiers of the Southern Army shouted loudly. Compared to Zhao Zhu, they were more afraid of the Tartars of Wuliang Khan.

"General Wu, let's surrender!"

"What?" Wu Tong's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face seemed to be frightened, but it seemed to be expected. He rode forward, looking at the smoke from the torches not far away, and at the man who was lazily riding on his horse, as if he saw the blood in the sky.

"General Wu, the people of Wuliang Khan are coming, coming!"

Before he had time to think about it, a soldier was so frightened that he ran to Wutong.

But what are they going to do? Juyong Pass can no longer be held, does Wuliang Khan want to fight against the Jin army, or does he want to?

It turned out that the men and horses of Wuliang Khan had already been buried outside Juyong Pass, and they were waiting for the Nanyan army to open the city gate and flee for their lives.

"Yes, the Tartar of the Uliang Khan—"

Someone let out a low gasp, and his voice was full of horror.

"Mother! The people of Uliang Khan? ”

Those men were heavily armoured, with sharp swords on their waists, and they were neatly lined up outside the city gate on war horses, and there was no end in sight.

In the darkness of the night, the torches shone dimly, and in the midst of that circle of light, a group of blackened soldiers blocked the intersection outside.

Unfortunately, outside the city gate, it is not safe.

In other words, due to the herd mentality, the frightened defenders could no longer distinguish the best course of action at this time. In a panic, they were like a group of fleeing civilians, and they could only passively follow Wu Tong to the city gate outside the gate......

But in the artillery fire, the transmission into the city wall has been very weak.

Bingyi's voice rang over and over again.

"Yes!" Bingyi wiped his face fiercely, beat his horse and walked a few steps in the direction of the city wall, raised his voice and shouted: "Listen to the people in Juyong Pass, you and I are both people of Dayan, born from the same root, there is no difference between inside and outside, and there is no grudge...... It's not easy to be a soldier and get paid, just to survive in troubled times, you open the city and surrender, the Jin army will not kill or capture, let you wait to stay......"

Zhao Jun squinted coldly, looking towards the high city wall, "Shout!" ”

As soon as C heard the order, he stepped forward, "Your Highness, your subordinates are here!" ”

"C-one!"

Zhao Zhu Gao immediately looked up at the bows and arrows that were still shooting down intensively on the city wall, frowned, his face changed slightly, and he turned around and shouted coldly.

"Your Highness, they are evacuating outside the gate!" A soldier rushed to Zhao Bottle and shouted.

An order to "run" was given, and the guards at Juyong Pass went crazy. They discarded their chariots, took off their armor, and like a swarm of broken ants, they rushed to the gate leading to the gate of the city, fearing that if they slowed down, they would become the ghosts of the Jin army.

"General Wu has an order, open the city gate, run!"

As the throat of the north, Juyongguan has played an extremely important role in defending against foreign enemies in the north for several years. Therefore, even if the Jin army was dense in firepower and powerful in attack at this time, "it was easy to defend the city, but it was difficult to attack the city", and it could not be broken for a while.

Although the artillery was fierce, the thick rammed-earth walls were also extremely strong.

~

Wu Tong nodded, and slowly said a word, "Run!" ”

"No fighting, no surrender?" The young general was puzzled.

"No fight, no surrender!"

Wu Tong got up slowly, looked at the thick smoke billowing in the sky, and also glanced at the irresponsible Fu Zongyuan, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

The city has not yet been broken, the battle has not yet been fought, and even the victory or defeat has not been scored, but the defenders have killed themselves for fear of going first, and such a war will become a joke for the ages when written into history.

A young general approached, looked at Fu Zongyuan's corpse and muttered.

"General Wu, it's a war ...... Or is it down? ”

Wu Tong half-knelt on the ground, slightly stunned, not knowing whether to cry, laugh, or be annoyed. Fu Zongyuan is afraid of death, but he is not afraid of death. In other words, he was only afraid of dying at the hands of Zhao Zhu. He didn't surrender or rebel, he seemed to have a backbone, but he didn't dare to fight, he actually killed himself, and his backbone was lost. He seems to be patriotic, but he loves money even more, and his last sentence before he died was not related to military affairs and state affairs, let alone how Juyongguan guarded after he died......

“…… General! ”

"Tell Li Da to be in charge, that business is ...... It can't be done. ”

With a movement of his fingers, he opened his mouth and laboriously spat out a word.

Fu Zongyuan's round eyes couldn't be closed, and he hadn't lost his breath yet.

"General!"

It's a pity that it's a step too late. Gurgling blood poured from his neck, slid onto his robes, and splattered on the ground of the green bricks......

Wu Tong, who was closest to him, shouted and pounced.

"General Fu!"

No one expected that this notorious mall general who only loves money and not patriotism, as soon as his voice fell, he suddenly pulled out his sword and slashed at his neck at a very fast speed.

"That's fine."

He was quiet for a moment, his cloudy eyes slightly closed, his face dull for a moment, and suddenly he smiled strangely.

Hong Taiye, who was far away in Beijing, naturally would not answer him, and only the whirring wind would answer him.

Fu Zongyuan ignored it, he slowly lifted the hem of his robe, knelt down, looked at the south, and muttered in his mouth: "Master Hong, have you seen it?" Da Yan is finished! It's over! Old minister, old minister is ashamed of you. ”

"General!" Several generals spoke in unison.

"It's useless, Da Yan is finished! Finished! It's time to fall into the hands of Jin Rebellion! ”

Fu Zongyuan looked at these generals and colonels in front of him who were enthusiastic and wanted to be loyal to the imperial court, his cloudy eyes paused slightly, and at the end he sighed again, shook his head, and staggered a few steps forward.

"We will also work with the general to defend the city to the death."

The generals on the side glanced at each other, knelt on one knee, and swore an oath.

"General, I am willing to defend the city to the death and not surrender to the Jin army."

In the shouting of killing, Wu Tong was the first to stand up.

He is not the only one who has such thoughts, but also the generals.

He sighed, and there was silence around him.

"Da Yan is done."

Looking at the sky red by the artillery fire, he let out a long sigh.

However, under the devilish firepower, the heavy city does not know how long it will be able to resist, and the natural danger of Juyong Pass does not know how many days it can protect him. Judging from the current situation, even if he wants to be loyal to the country and fight to the death with the Jin army, he is no longer able to return to the sky.

He was also afraid. But he didn't want to retreat, and he didn't want to descend.

No one is not afraid of death.

Fu Zongyuan was able to sit in the position of a general of the Yongguan Pass, not because he knew how to study, and the money he earned in business was mostly used to bribe officials. In fact, he was a centurion under Hong Taiye in his early years, not to mention that he had experienced a hundred battles, but he had fought a lot of battles large and small, but he was never so afraid at this moment.

The Jin army has hit the gate, let them resist at this time, wait for them, what will he use to resist? After a few curses, Fu Zongyuan waved his hand, walked to the city tower alone, stroked a gray beard, looked at the corpses that fell to the ground under the shelling, and the battle flags that were crooked, and the fear in his heart rose to the extreme.

"Fart!" Fu Zongyuan interrupted him.

"The Great General, the Prince of Northern Dihasal has been taken captive...... General Beidilagu sent a message saying that they were trying to rescue the crown prince and could not rush to the aid of Juyong Pass for the time being, so please take care of the general, be sure to defend it, and wait for them to ......"

"Yes! The Great General -- "In the face of the earth-shattering cannon sound, the general named Wu Tong ran down the steps, but before he could go down the tower, he saw a person hurrying up from the steps, crossed his body, and knelt at Fu Zongyuan's feet on one knee.

Fu Zongyuan was shouting, but his voice was drowned out in the sound of cannons.

"Wu Tong, quick, rescue the allies."

Several generals lowered their heads one after another, unable to answer.

"Rice buckets, a bunch of rice buckets!"

Looking at the general who came to report the news, he stared at him with an old face, and his eyes seemed to be burning in the intense light aroused by the explosion of the artillery.

also reflected the face of Fu Zongyuan, the general of Juyong's guard.

The light of the firearms reflected the red of the city walls.

"Report to the general, it's almost impossible to hold on."

Finally, they understood why the cities of the Southern Army surrendered at a flying speed under the artillery and iron hooves of the Jin army—it was clearly not a firearm, but an artifact.

The Jin army is brave, they have heard of it for a long time. But this was the first time they had seen a firearm of this power. With every cannon shot, the entire city wall shook. Like an earthquake, the wall shook violently, and it seemed like it would collapse in the next moment.

And in the offensive battle, the mortality rate is the highest when the goal is broken. However, the heart-rending shouts reached the ears of the defenders on the city walls, not courage and strength, but fear and terror.

It was an expected battle to the death.

Amid the sound of artillery bombardment, the infantry and cavalry advanced in unison. Sharpened knives and guns, crazy war horses, hunting flags, Juyong Pass surging, roaring and shaking the sky, the "Jin" word flag in the middle of the neatly arranged Jin army, with the power of the shimmering people, leading the Jin army mountain tsunami forward impact, like waves of rushing tide, black pressure surging to Juyong Pass.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Kill!"

On the city wall of Juyongguan, the screams were in the ears, and the blood fell down the ancient wall, staining the gray and mottled stones, seeping in, and seeping in again, becoming a trace, which will forever tell the vicissitudes of this war.

It was as if the heavens and the earth were shaken, and thick smoke billowed into the air.

There was a "bang" explosion that hit the city wall.

As soon as the command flag fell, the artillery was instantly fired.

"Put!"

The commander of the Shenji battalion raised the small flag in his hand, and the artillery filled the cannon and aimed it at the city wall in front of him, and the black hole of the cannon opened its bloody mouth like a wild beast.

"Ready!"

Infantry, cavalry, archers, artillery...... Doing their duty, they rushed forward amid the neighing of horses and shouts of killing. The earth-shattering horn "whined", and the low, solemn, and gunpowder-smelling sound inspires people's hearts. At this moment, everyone's strength twisted into a rope, and what they wanted was to break open that door, climb that wall, and occupy that city.

Rushing and killing are both a kind of power.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

"Rush!"

They have been waiting for a long time at this moment, and more than a month has passed since the army was raised to the encroachment of the large and small towns in Beiping Prefecture, plus the preparation for the battle at Juyong Pass. In the face of life and death, the outcome is undecided, superfluous words have no effect, and some only have the hiss and shouts from the Jin army's army formation.

At the sound of an order, the three armies boiled.

"Attack!"

Zhao Zhu nodded, looked coldly at the old mottled city wall in front of him, as well as the ghost-like torches on the city wall and the southern army who couldn't see the faces under the torches at all, slowly pulled out his sword, raised his hand, and drank coldly.

"I'll be with you."

The Juyong Pass in front of him is a hurdle in front of him. It will be glorious to cross the past, and if you can't cross it, you may have piles of bones. In any case, this battle will eventually be piled up with blood.

It is also a gluttonous feast for the gathering of storms.

This is his world.

The black and gold armor on his body shone with a murderous light, and the lofty daze fluttered in the wind, like a rebellious falcon, indifferent and murderous. And the soldiers of the Jin army, who generally have no end in sight in the tide behind him, are the sharp steel knives he attacks the city.

Xia Chuqi withdrew his hand and looked at him quietly.

He said, "Okay." ”

The power of warmth was transmitted from her hands and melted in Zhao Zhu's palms, just like roasting a fire on the stove in the cold winter, her hands were warm, and her heart was also warm.

Xia Chuqi smiled, "I'm looking at you, let's fight." ”

Between lovers, sometimes words are not necessary. As long as the two hands are tightly clasped together, they can transmit the power to each other and ignite the belief that "this battle will be won".

He didn't say thanks, but he kept it all in his words.

Looking at the woman in front of him who insisted on going to the battlefield with him, Zhao Zhu's heart was hot, and in front of thousands of soldiers, he stretched out his arm to hold her hand, sat side by side with her, and glanced at each other.

"Well, you win." Xia Chuqi raised his eyebrows, "I helped you, why don't you praise me?!" ”

Zhao Bottle's face was expression, "Not shameless, I'm still Zhao Bottle?" ”

"Zhao Nineteen, you are so shameless!"

Pouting bitterly, she had a sense of frustration that someone had been sold and she was helping him count the money.

Looking at his nonchalant eyes, she suddenly realized that this possibility was extremely high.

Xia Chuqi sighed, and said in his heart: Shouldn't this guy have been silently watching her do bad to Hasar, and then secretly went to an opponent alone, right?

Zhao Zhu's cold eyes narrowed slightly, "Those who can control the world's bull's ears will do whatever it takes." ”

"Really?" Seven slight shocks at the beginning of summer.

"No."

"So you know it all." Xia Chuqi's eyes lit up and he smiled at him, "I said, I would help you a lot." Zhao Nineteen, don't think I'm inferior......"

Before the war, he had predicted that if Beidi participated in the war, it would probably take some effort to win Juyong Pass. Now that there is no Hassar, this battle is naturally much easier...... As for Beiping City, he believed in Chen Jing's strength, even if Lan Zi'an was far superior to the Beiping guards in terms of numbers, it was not easy for him to take Beiping City in a short time. At least, it is feasible to wait for him to capture Juyong Pass and then return to Beiping.

Hasar is a formidable opponent in Zhao Zhu's heart.

"You don't have to-" Zhao Zhu's dark eyes narrowed slightly, looked at her, and suddenly lifted his lips, "Thanks to Ah Qi's cleverness, the design took Hasar away." Otherwise, we will have to work hard to win the Juyong Pass...... Now without him, Juyong Pass will soon be broken. ”

"Then what should I do now, but I want to go back to Beiping?" Xia Chuqi thought of Xiao Baoyin, who was still in the Jin Palace, and his heart was a little abrupt, and he couldn't implement it, "If not, I'll go back first?" ”

"Hmm." Since the start of the Beiping Sacrifice Banner, the Jin army has passed all the way and seems to be invincible, but Zhao Zhu has never underestimated Lan Zi'an, who has been living in Baxian County.

"You're right, Lan Zi'an is really a bull."

Xia Chuqi sighed and laughed.

"Yes." Zhao Zhu replied lightly.

Xia Chuqi looked at the horse's ass that was galloping away under the night, his eyes sank slightly, and he turned his head to Zhao Zhu, "Lan Zi'an hit Beiping?" "The herald's words, she hadn't seen very clearly before, and she needed to confirm with him.

So he beat his horse and left.

The herald bowed his head, "Subordinates obey!" ”

After hesitating for a moment, he said coldly, "Order General Chen to defend Beiping." ”

"Siege" is to encircle Wei to save Zhao, even if he can't beat Beiping City, he can also use this to alleviate the danger of Juyong Pass. "Fighting" is the bottom of the kettle, if you take Beiping City, it is to cut off Zhao Zhu's retreat, even if Juyong Pass is lost, Zhao Zhu can only live in a corner, and it is even more difficult to expand southward.

You can surround and fight.

Lan Zi'an invited the battle post first, and his polite appearance looked quite like that. Now he is attacking Beiping City when Zhao Bottle is attacking Juyong Pass, and wants to end Zhao Bottle's old bottom in one go, this art of war is used very well.