*How do I feel like I have a phobia of business trips, I feel low when I go on a business trip, I feel better when I go home, I'm back this week and the finale is wow*

Zhirong stood on top of the city tower, the earth under the scorching sun was flooded with layers of heat waves, the scorching sun shone on the skin a little stinging, and the sultry air made the atmosphere of the entire Pingyang Pass reach an unprecedented tense level.

The soldiers knew that although this was not a decisive battle, it was the most critical battle at Pingyang Pass. Because their commander was standing on the city in armor and facing the Southern Xinjiang Emperor Yanhua.

These two people who are bound to each other are finally on opposite sides of the battlefield. None of them will back down, they will only rise to the occasion. No one can escape this time.

Yan Hua sat in front of the tent not far away, staring at Zhirong intently with eagle-like eyes. Zhirong had not appeared in the previous two battles, but this time he was surprised to be in command. The women of the city seemed to be much haggard, but their unique demeanor was the same as before.

However, since that night he stabbed her with a sword and cut her robe, he never saw her bright smile again. is also like him, even if he is still excited, he can't help but look at her infatuatedly, but he still wants to start a war with her and seize Tang Jiangshan.

The one in the past, he could give up the country for Zhirong. However, time has passed, and after Duan Ziyan's death, an abyss appeared between the two of them, which could never be crossed.

Yan Hua was not a fool, Duan Ziyan's death under Zhirong's sword felt very strange after he regained his senses. He had guessed the general situation by now, but so what. Duan Ziyan is dead, so nothing can be changed.

The poor mother who only had the country in his heart used his death to tell him that even if he loved it, he would have to let it go, and he didn't want Duan Ziyan to die in vain, so he fulfilled his mother's wish. In this life, he will either live up to his mother's expectations or live up to Zhirong's feelings. In the end, he chose the latter.

"Zhirong, you could have chosen to stay in the north and live in secret without going against me, but you got involved in the Jingtang Dynasty situation and helped Li You capture the forces in southern Xinjiang, we are really enemies. I hope the sword in my hand won't stab you again. ”

"Attack!" Yan Hua retracted his gaze, and his serious and domineering voice echoed in the air. According to the deployment, the soldiers of southern Xinjiang began to attack Pingyang City.

Zhirong sighed softly, and finally started. The soldiers in southern Xinjiang are really mighty, but fortunately, her Shen family army is also a tiger army, and the two sides are on par. "Shen Qing. Remember to stick to your plan! ”

"Yes!" Shen Qing led the soldiers to start the city defense battle, and Zhirong also held the ice sword tightly, and his grim face was full of determination. Soon, there was a bloody battle under the scorching sun.

The blood seemed to invade her eyes, and the sound of the fight was incessant, as if it was about to cut her eardrums. The attack of the southern Xinjiang army became more and more ferocious, and the soldiers defending the city also carried out defensive battles according to her deployment. The people of southern Xinjiang were not given any chance.

Time flies by in the fight and blood, and soon the sun sets, and the blood-colored remnant sun seems to be dripping blood. The people of southern Xinjiang gradually got tired, and Yan Hua ordered the army to return to rest.

"The army rested for a few days, moved out the freshly built crossbows, and prepared gunpowder and thunder bullets." Yan Hua had just finished reading a military report, his face was a little ugly, and he ordered all the soldiers to lean on the chair alone and think deeply, he was tired, the army had been out for too long, and Zhirong had grasped this weakness very well, so if he didn't capture the city as soon as possible, the plan to attack Jingtang this time would be all in vain.

So. Even if he couldn't bear it, he had to fight hard, using a crossbow and a thunderbolt. The next one will be the ultimate battle, a war to the death.

"Zhirong, I don't want to."

At this time, in Zhirong's room in Pingyang City, she was looking at a beautiful box in a daze, she opened it carefully, and inside was the love token that Yanhua once gave her, the emerald gemstone accessories of southern Xinjiang.

Looking at this, she seemed to have returned to that day, but the accessories were so cold, and her heart could no longer beat with the cold.

"Lord. Shen Hengjun reported that the two brothers of the Murong family had indeed successfully attacked the city, but they suffered heavy casualties, and they were also seriously injured and died, and the defenders of southern Xinjiang were wiped out except for Yanfeng. Now those two cities are already in Shen Heng's hands! ”

Shen Qing happily came in to report, and her eyes inadvertently aimed at the box in Zhirong's hand, and she was stunned. I don't know what to say next.

Zhirong smiled after hearing this: "The Murong family has suffered heavy losses this time, and it can be regarded as breaking one of their wings, but it has also fallen into a heroic reputation, and it will be up to the emperor to do what he wants to do in the future." Yanhua didn't get any benefits today, and he lost two cities. The army in southern Xinjiang is also very tired, and he will definitely want a quick victory, and I am afraid that the next time will be a decisive battle. ”

"I don't know if Grandpa Wen can arrive in time." Shen Qing was a little worried, the soldiers in southern Xinjiang were already exhausted, but after Yan Hua took the town, he was as brave today as when he had just attacked the city.

It's not that she suspects that Zhirong is incapable, but after all, Yanhua is a battle-hardened person. The success of Zhirong's plan this time was entirely because Yanhua didn't understand Zhirong's combat style, and Zhirong was also gambling with the people of the Murong family.

But in the final battle, Yanhua will definitely do her best, she is really afraid that Zhirong will make a mistake.

"In the final battle, we can't be too passive, otherwise we will only be beaten, Yanhua will do his best, we are the same, prepare the crossbow and all the thunder bullets. It must be useful! Zhirong closed the lid of the box, her eyes sparkled with stars, and she gritted her teeth: "One day, this love thread will be cut off." Since you are destined to be the enemy, then see you on the battlefield! ”

This jewelry was not returned to him last time, and it should be returned this time, regardless of whether the next decisive battle is life or death. It's all her decision. It is not a pity to have loved, hated, happy, and painful in this life.

At this time, in the hut behind a hill not far from Pingyang Pass, Xia Jin struggled to get up, but her hands and feet were tied, and she couldn't escape at all. The wooden door opened, and a woman came in with a child in her arms, looking at her with a smile on her face.

"I heard that Yanfeng was defeated, but there is still a life. It's just a pity that the three of you mother and son disappeared, he just sent someone to look for it but didn't look for it himself, it seems that the love between men and women is nothing more than that. ”

Xia Jin stared at the woman in front of him fiercely, "Give me back the child!" Bai Zhiyao, why did you tie us up? I was supposed to live without a fight! ”

It turned out that the woman in front of her was Bai Zhiyao, who ran out of the Bai family, and she was also the personal maid beside Mrs. Mei. She smiled coldly: "Because Bai Zhirong treats you as a sister!" So you're a good bargaining chip. On the day of the decisive battle, I will tie you up, and Yanhua will probably be grateful to me. I'll see what your good sister and husband will do then. It must be interesting. ”

"You mean! The child is innocent, you let him go! Xia Jin looked at the child in Bai Zhiyao's arms, and his heart was like a knife.

Bai Zhiyao roared at the moment: "She, Bai Zhirong, killed my husband, what destroyed me was glory and wealth, so I could only steal my life." What's wrong with me taking revenge on her? I just want her to suffer for the rest of my life, I want her to be crushed! Wait! (To be continued.) )