When Zhen Yue returned to Guangling City, it was already late at night, and Ji Jianxuan and several brothers were waiting for her in front of the General's Mansion. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After she handed over the horses to the soldiers guarding the door, she entered the mansion to rest, and a grand celebration banquet was held in the mansion Yin Mansion, Zhen Yue was naturally not in the mood to go, so she dismissed Ji Jianxuan and the others.

Before entering the house, she still smiled at the worried Ji Jianxuan, Zhen Yue knew that this smile must be ugly, more ugly than crying, her eyes were still a little red and swollen, although there was a night cover, but it could still be seen clearly.

Fortunately, Ji Jianxuan had a tacit understanding with her, and did not ask more, but instructed the kitchen to prepare dinner for her.

How many people were sleepless this night?

She lay on the bed and remembered a lot of past events, remembered that she wore women's clothes for Ah Qiu at the beginning, and now she has faded women's clothes for him, and remembered that they had promised to go to Dongtan together to go to Jiangnan to enjoy the flowers and pick up the lanterns, they came back for many years, but they did not set foot in Jiangnan once, no matter how beautiful the promise was, after all, it was like the oil-paper umbrella left in the past, stained with heavy dust.

How much kindness and comfort have finally disappeared in the long river of years.

She has lived two lives, she is indifferent to love things, and the only person she wants to love in this life is a hate, but nothing happens, they can never go back.

Since the acquaintance with Bei Moling, in addition to-for-tat, water and fire are incompatible, and they are even more unwilling to admit defeat.

However, today she really understands that she lost a long time ago, she was caged into the chess game by him step by step, trapping her people and her heart, how could she not be sad? Not painful? But the empty heart couldn't stop moving, which made her fall into a dilemma.

It took two lifetimes to realize that love is not a plan, but defenseless.

At the same time, thousands of miles away in Suiping, the battle was cold and the atmosphere was sluggish, and the young king stood in the camp lined with torches, looking to the northeast, and he, like all the soldiers in the camp, was waiting for the military report from Guangling City.

The light of the flames fell on his straight figure, and the cloak on his shoulders fluttered in the wind, and if it weren't for the man's gentle face, he would look like a wolf with teeth and claws from afar.

His gaze was as low as ink, and he couldn't see a trace of expression, but the taut fingers under the cuffs betrayed his nervousness, and his gaze was sharp and terrifying as the night thickened.

No one can resist the temptation to sit on the world, every man wants to lean the power of the government and the opposition, the golden armor protects himself, sits on the throne of Jinluan, overlooks the whole world, and makes the heaven and earth surrender under his feet, he does not believe that anyone will refuse, just like him.

Once he fled in embarrassment, suffered humiliation, in order to forbear and suppress all hatred, after experiencing the centralization of power by warlords again and again, after holding the power, he has tasted the taste of gold, seeing that the revenge is avenged, and the country is restored, how can he give up?

So he had to send the woman who had been cared for in his heart for many years, whether she lived or died, he knew that she would understand him.

When the fastest messenger in the camp came back, he looked at the letterhead sent by the soldiers, and did not show any expression, but quietly walked back to the camp tent and lay down on a rocking chair in the tent.

The silk silk pinched by his fingertips fell lightly to the ground, and the battle situation of Guangling was densely written on it, which was enough to shock the world and stab his heart.

The hand on his forehead blocked the green tendons that burst out, and the old wound on his chest suddenly appeared, making him frown uncomfortably, and suddenly he wanted to kill and cry again, but he couldn't cry, the tears had been annihilated in hatred, and he had to swallow them.

That man made a different choice! He laughed bitterly loudly, laughed and laughed, glared like a dead man, and finally turned into a bottomless hatred!

In the early morning of the next day, the battle of Guangling City completely spread throughout the blood-boiling world, like colorful fireworks blooming in the world of wolf smoke, bringing a bright beam of light to the world of Jin Ge Iron Horse.

The streets and alleys scramble to listen to the storyteller's multiple versions of the love story, and everyone is impressed by the infatuation of King Yu Mo Ling, and it makes people want to see the appearance of a talented woman in military weapons.

At the same time, because of the retreat of the Beiying army, the army returned to the DPRK, and the Xinu who attacked Linyang City was beaten back to the nest again, and the angry Hu Hanqing gritted his teeth, and the Beichuan battlefield, which had been stalemate for several months, easily repelled Hakis like a breeze sweeping snow, and the people in the world laughed and talked, and it turned out that they were all acting without pain.

The rout of Xitan Half Moon, seeing that Beiying was inserted into the war, had time to breathe, and was about to counterattack with a large army, but he didn't want Beiying to suddenly withdraw his troops in Guangling, so that their hopes would come to naught.

At the end of September, Helian, the general of the Iron Cavalry Regiment, led an army of 500,000 and the army that passed through the grassland to attack back and forth, and at the same time sent troops, approaching Kyoto.

This is a land battle that has been planned for many years and waited for many years, and the strength of Dongtan is increasing day by day, like a beast that has been hungry for many years, madly sweeping through Xitan, and the famous general Huo Lao of Xitan led the remnants of the army to retreat all the way to Basi City, and surrounded Kyoto to defend it.

As soon as Basi City is defeated, Dongtan will go straight to the center!

The majestic and magnificent Shengjing Palace has a history of hundreds of years, and the former Tan State is a powerful country in the Central Plains, which is feared by people all over the world.

The majestic thousand treasure halls can smell the splendor of the ages, and the magnificent Shengjing Hall is dazzling, and no one is sinking for it.

However, the news of the defeat of the war reached the extravagant hall, and the civil and military officials were frightened, thinking of their own retreats, and they even remembered the fire in the Shengjing Palace nine years ago, I don't know how many people regretted it, and how many people died.

Emperor Xuanwen on the throne looked immature, looking only eighteen, his eyes were timid, he cowered, and every time he presented a military report, he would look timidly at another man above the treasure hall.

The man was dressed in a crimson python gold official uniform, majestic, and all the officials who looked at him and shook his head were all dark official uniforms, but his official uniform was gorgeous and noble.

It seems that everyone is afraid of this man, he stands under the first order of Emperor Xuanwen, with a panoramic view of the golden hall, although he does not sit on the throne of the center of power, but it makes people think that he is the king who sits on the throne of Jinluan.

This person is Wu Xun, a rebellious minister and thief who has single-handedly controlled Dongtan for many years and divided the century-old foundation of Tan State!

Wu Xunnian has been more than 50 years, although he coerced the prince to order the princes, and carried the infamy of the ministers, he was also a world-famous hero in the Tan State, and gradually climbed from a small court councillor to the imperial military captain, brave and good at fighting, majestic, but ambitious, but also single-handedly evolved the Yellow Turban Rebellion, holding the imperial power in the palm of his hand for nearly nine years.