Nalan didn't move, just asked Lingling and Huoshu to go to Zezhou Mansion. He is not sure of victory, but this is not his main concern at the moment, he is waiting for an "old man".

Since the crow valley has been farewell, but in a few days, there has been so much movement, presumably the one behind Li Cunjin will also be restless. Nalan stood at the highest point in Heluo City at this time, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance, where there was his past and the people who had never let go.

At this moment, he is the only one in the city, and there are fierce soldiers outside the city, but he knows but is not afraid at all. It is not certain that he will be able to resist Li Cunjin's anger, but the delay time is enough to make this chaos a certainty. Now that he has joined the torrent of history, there is absolutely no reason for him to leave quietly.

At this time, in Heluo City, there were many people, but no one noticed that there was a white dress on top of the tall building. They were left in the city and only intended to be garrisoned, but the captains knew in their hearts that they were nothing more than abandoned dead soldiers.

Go to Zezhou Mansion, or die for a lifetime. But if you stay in the city, you will inevitably have no bones. But they want to live, and although they are abandoned, they still want to struggle again, trying to hold on to the only remaining hope.

The people in Heluo City have all closed their doors, and the streets that are bustling on weekdays have become more and more deserted at this moment. They go through a journey from hope to disappointment to despair, and in this smoke, they are innocent, but they are also the most insignificant.

The shabby doorrail was blown hoarse by the cold wind, and the children in the lanes of the market still had tears on their faces. At an age when he should be innocent, he had to bear the burden that was difficult to bear at this age. There was a painful cough behind the child, as if someone had poked a red-hot iron into the man's heart, forgetting to pull it out.

The child standing behind a dilapidated doorrail in Fang City pressed the door against it with all his strength, and did not move a single step despite the cold wind howling on the narrow path. There was a rush of footsteps outside the door, from far and near. Accompanied by footsteps, there was a hurried knock on the door and the sound of cursing, "Open the door quickly, and call out all the money and food." ”

The child's weak shoulders against the dilapidated wooden door trembled slightly, and subconsciously raised his little hand to cover one ear, and then closed his eyes tightly. Time seemed to come to a halt at one moment, but the next moment it was ferociously dragged back, and it fell to the ground and ravaged back and forth.

The child pretended not to know, but the knock on the door made him tremble. The coughing behind him stopped abruptly, and he seemed to be trying to endure it, but he had to bow his head in the face of fear. How could the weak body resist the strong arms, and the dilapidated wooden door was pushed open, and the three of them poured in, standing in separate columns.

The child sat down on the ground the moment the wooden door was pushed open, and tried to get up the moment the three of them entered, but was trampled under the feet of the first person. The child suddenly forgot to cry at this moment, and just shouted desperately, "Don't touch my aunt, ask a few military masters." ”

The voice was weak but resolute, and if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would never have believed it came from the mouth of a child under the age of seven. The woman, with her back against the earthen wall, was still trying to suppress her desire to cough, and her trembling hands tried to grab the child who had been trampled underfoot, but she hovered in mid-air, hoping to fall for a long time.

She may have also dreamed of the future, with her husband and children, sunrise and rest. But I don't know how many times I stepped out of this threshold, in the dusk of that night, there was no longer that long shadow, only a lone lamp that was about to burn out.

As the child grows older, he slowly begins to become silent. Children who used to be unable to find anyone until dark go out early every day, but they will return at dusk. That long shadow turned into a small shadow, but it brought hope to this home on the verge of despair.

The cold wind howled and swept in, pouring into the dilapidated houses of the fang market that could only be sheltered. I don't know which military master scolded, "This damn weather." The child stretched out his feet and rushed to his mother on the couch. But in a desperate "howl", the child finally fell into the arms of his mother.

Only this time, he only felt a heat in his back, accompanied by an indescribable cold, poured into his thin clothes. The woman still suppressed her cough, but let out a mournful howl in her hoarse voice, hugged her still warm body, and shook it desperately.

The three visitors looked at each other, and the first one gave a backhand slap to the entourage next to him, "Who told you to do it?" The attendant did not dare to contradict him, but looked at the woman on the couch with a vicious gaze, and wanted to eat him alive. The leading soldier seemed unwilling to look at it, urging the two behind him to leave quickly. The soldier who had done it turned around at last, spat and uttered a cruel word, and hurried away.

The desperate mother could no longer hear the man's words, but just hugged the child in her arms and called the child's nickname over and over again, "Listen, my miserable child." ”

Outside the door that had not been covered, a white suit suddenly flashed, and the door slammed shut, blocking most of the cold wind. The woman raised her head with difficulty, her expression was indifferent, and she stared at the "uninvited guest" in front of her: "Are you here to take Mu Ting?" ”

The visitor didn't say anything, just stared indifferently at the hard-working mother and son, and finally shook his head.

The woman let out her last cry of despair, as if to wake up her husband, who was far away but did not know where his bones were. But in the end, he fell in vain, and heard the man whisper, "To live is only the source of pain, go ......"

The woman died gloomily, and the sorrows and joys of life disappeared in the moment of life and death. As the white clothes said, there is only pain in life, and the only hope is dashed at this moment, so it is better to go to Huangquan together. Nalan took the woman's hand and tried to move away and take the child out.

But just like him, he couldn't ...... at this moment With a sigh, the child was held in Nalan's hand, and the woman still maintained the posture of embrace, slowly cold. Nalan opened the door, and the wind was full of sleeves.

Nalan followed in the footsteps of the three men, and there were many similar scenes along the way, but he no longer cared. When he appeared in front of the three soldiers, the leading soldier wanted to step forward to ask, but was kicked to the ground by the commander of the defenders here.

No one else knew it, but he did. But he didn't know why this person was here, holding a sleeping child in his hands. The smile on the corner of Nalan's mouth faded away, and the last remaining patience was also turned to ashes in this instant.

He handed the child in his hand to the captain of the garrison, took a step forward, and raised his hand to take the head of the soldier who did not know whether he was alive or dead. Everyone present was moved, the enemy is at present, and killing the generals in front of the battle is tantamount to messing up the formation. But Nalan's next words made all the soldiers present moved.

"Want to have a home? They also want to have a warm home. But he was easily deprived of it, and he didn't even have a chance to resist, so he lost his life in vain. Dare to ask this world, is there such a truth? After Nalan finished speaking, he threw the head in his hand into the crowd and shouted: "If you don't want to die, just follow." ”

The captain of the garrison was stunned when he heard this, but he still looked at the soldiers with stunned faces, and scolded loudly: "Didn't you hear? Keep up. ”

The soldiers, who were still in a daze, raised their heavy feet and walked towards the abyss that awaited them. It's just that the humanity of this group of soldiers, which was scorched by the flames of war, has become their only chance to survive at this moment.

The twilight is sinking in the west, and there is a depression inside and outside the city......

Above the head of the city was the dazzling white robe. Let the evening breeze pull the corners of his clothes, and the long sword in his hand did not tremble. The captain of the guard next to him stepped forward, looking hesitant, wanting to speak, but he didn't know how to speak. Nalan didn't pay attention to this person's embarrassment, just stood in the present, standing still.

Suddenly, a cold arrow suddenly shot and was caught by Nalan's finger. Then it was broken into two sections and thrown down to the city, "all the soldiers listened to the order, the enemy came to attack, and the enemy was outnumbered." Only by sticking to it can there be a glimmer of life. If anyone retreats without a fight, let him be like this! When the words fell, a cold light flashed in Nalan's hand, and the cold arrow that had just broken in two turned into powder.

At this time, Li Cunjin, who was fighting opposite each other, sat on horseback, the bowstring in his hand trembling slightly. The soldiers and horses on both sides are already gearing up, just waiting for the general to give an order. For some reason, Li Cunjin refused to give the order, I don't know if this arrow did not make a meritorious effort, or if this arrow exposed his whereabouts.

The guards on the side clasped their fists and said in a deep voice: "General, let your subordinates lead a hundred people to go first and explore the way for the general!" ”

Li Cunjin didn't look back, didn't even raise his eyelids, just indifferently spit out a word, "Get out!" ”

The guard was puzzled and in a dilemma. Li Cunjin raised his whip and pointed at Heluo City, and asked meaningfully, "Who have you seen?" ”

"Only a white robe stands on the city wall, is it to go out of the city and surrender?" Another guard was overjoyed and said busily.

Unexpectedly, the horsewhip hit this person impartially, the force was neither light nor heavy, but it made this person feel pain for a while, "If it is really surrendered, the owner of Mingyue Mansion does not have to come in person!" ”

"What! This person is the owner of Mingyue Building, and he is Nalan who makes the rivers and lakes frightened now? ”

"Shouldn't he be in Luoyang? How could it be here? ”

"After the battle of Crow Valley, Nalan was defeated and killed thousands of our army, this revenge must be avenged!"

Li Cunjin clamped the horse's belly and took the lead in leaving, "Revenge must be avenged, but no more senseless sacrifices can be made." Tang Longzhang, has Lan Qin come back? ”

The big man who was knocked on the head by Li Cunjin immediately clenched his fists and replied, "General Qiyu, you haven't returned yet." ”

"Then you are the vanguard, remember, don't rashly attack the city, find out the situation, go and return quickly!" Li Cunjin's eyes flashed coldly, Tang Longzhang's wrist flicked, and he rode away. Li Cunjin secretly said in his heart: "Eat a trench and grow wise, Nalan, we will see the real trick under our hands." ”