Tianlan Gathering Chapter 172 What a gathering of storms

On the eve of the war, everyone will inevitably be a little excited, and so is Guo Yu.

Snowflakes were constantly falling in the sky, and under the light of torches, it was like thousands of golden rays falling to the earth. Guo Yu, who was sitting in the camp, looked at this scene in a daze, a little distracted.

Although he is still burdened, compared to being outside the Tianwei Pass, Guo Yu is much more relaxed at the moment.

At least he didn't have to talk to his mount about his anguish.

Guo Yu has not forgotten his original intention.

He threw himself into the Great Song Army for the sake of Sancheng, and this attack on Tianlan was the last step he had in mind.

Tianlan broke, the Qi State was declared extinct, and the scattered city was no longer a threat from then on.

for a city, and for a nation.

It sounds a little ridiculous, but Guo Yu is really about to get to this point.

And for this, I don't know how many people have died.

Guo Yu stretched out his palm, and a small snowflake fell in the palm of his hand, and disappeared in an instant.

In this troubled world, human life is as fragile as this snowflake.

Footsteps sounded.

A young man with a long knife came to Guo Yu, sat on the ground, and watched the snow drifting in the sky with him.

"I haven't been to Tianlan for many years."

Chen Jianzhao's words were full of emotion: "I was driven out by people in a gray way, and I had a stomach full of grudges when I left, but now I come back and look at it, but my mood is very different." ”

Guo Yu pursed his lips: "Pull it down, can you be full of grievances?" At that time, you were afraid that you only had martial arts in your mind. ”

Chen Jianzhao smiled innocently and did not refute.

Guo Yu ignored him anymore, turned his head to look at the faintly visible Tianlan City in the distance, and said softly: "Tomorrow, this first city in the world will be in the midst of war again, and I don't know how many people will die at that time..."

"There is no immortal in war."

"That's right." Guo Yu looked at Chen Jianzhao beside him: "But if the person who dies is familiar with him, the feelings in his heart will inevitably be a little different." ”

Whether it was a night in Sancheng, Yumen Pass, or dumping, the Sancheng army had dead and wounded.

After all, there are more than 5,000 armor in the Sancheng army, and Guo Yu can't know all of them. Hearing the news of their deaths, Guo Yu was sad at the same time, but he was not unacceptable.

But in the battle of Tianwei Pass, the death of Lu Ren and Xiao Zhao couldn't help but make Guo Yu a little dazed.

Especially Xiao Zhao's blood-stained letter made Guo Yu feel as if he was a sinner.

In fact, not only Xiao Zhao, among the tens of thousands of soldiers who died in the two armies, which one has no family.

How many women like Xiaofang are waiting at home for the person who will not return.

One will be successful, and ten thousand bones will wither.

His hands were covered with blood. There are enemies, and there are also their own people.

In order to disperse the city, Guo Yu has come to this point, I don't know how many people have died because of him, and how many families have been destroyed because of him.

He didn't regret his decision, but he was still a little confused in his heart.

It may sound naΓ―ve, but Guo Yu really wants to ask.

"Dog, do you think I... Is it right? ”

Chen Jianzhao was silent for a long time, did not answer Guo Yu's question, but said, "I."

His father, who served as a lieutenant under Yang Zhiyong, was killed in a battle with the Song army, and his body could not even be found. ”

Guo Yu only knew a rough idea of Chen Jianzhao's life experience, and now that he heard him say this, his brows couldn't help frowning.

"After my father died, my mother also fell ill. As a young child, I lived on the streets, and I could say that I suffered a lot. Later, because of Ding Xinxin, life was better. Later, you know. ”

"But I don't have any hatred for the Great Song Dynasty, after all, each is his own master's business, as I said, how can there be immortals in war."

Chen Jianzhao said in a deep voice: "I don't hate the Great Song Dynasty, but I hate this war and this troubled world." If the war continues, the world will not be peaceful, and there will be many people like me. ”

"Having said so much, I want to say that it's not you who is wrong, but this troubled world."

Chen Jianzhao patted Guo Yu on the shoulder: "Even if there is no you Guo Yu, there will be Wang Yu and Zhang Yu to do these things." And there will be more people who will die like that. ”

"If you really think you're wrong, then go and end this troubled world."

Chen Jianzhao said with a smile: "At least, the matter of peace in the world will never be wrong." ”

Chen Jianzhao's words more or less untied Guo Yu's heart knot, he stood up and stretched his waist fiercely, looking very comfortable.

Whether he can make the troubled times end, he doesn't know, but...

Guo Yu looked up at the head of Lancheng that day.

Let this Song-Qi national war end, he can still do it.

Stop the war with war, stop killing with killing.

……

On the other side of the Song army's camp, Pang Yu moved a chair out of nowhere. At this moment, he is sitting on it, crossing Erlang's legs, looking very leisurely.

"More than 20 years have passed."

Pang Yu said with a sigh: "When you left this Tianlan, you were still a useless little doll, but in a blink of an eye, you have become a useless adult. ”

Zhao Qingxuan, who was sitting next to him, said with a smile: "Yes, in the past twenty years, Pang Gong has also changed from an ugly middle-aged man to an ugly old man with a white beard. ”

"Believe it or not, the old man kicked you?"

"Are you afraid that you won't be able to do it?"

"Hey, have you forgotten when the old man pressed you to the ground a few days ago?"

"That's the only one who left you... Damn, old thing, there's a kind of don't play boogers! ”

After the battle, one old and one young gasped and lay on their backs in the camp without any scruples.

Neither of them spoke, and for a moment only gasping sounds.

"Pang Gong."

Zhao Qingxuan was the first to break the calm, and he said with a few positive colors: "Tianlan battle, what is the result?" ”

"There's no reason to lose."

Pang Yu said as he rubbed the unknown object on his finger towards Zhao Qingxuan: "The current Yongjun army will not make any changes, even if it is a small move, it will be after the war." Guo Yu's kid does have some ability, and attacking the city is not a problem. Even if he doesn't do it..."

Pang Yu, who withdrew his hand, said with a smile: "The old man also left a hand in Lancheng that day. ”

"Ryush

Did you leave your nose in droppings? ”

Zhao Qingxuan glared: "Old thing, play tricks with me while I'm not paying attention, and fight again!" ”

"Can the old man still be afraid of you?"

"Eat the lonely black tiger and dig out the heart!"

"Pick up the old man and pick peaches!"

"Fuck your mother, I want to ask you about the crime of murdering the prince of the Great Song Dynasty!"

……

It's snowing in Tianlan, and it's also snowing in northern Xinjiang.

The woman in the long white dress stood in this snowy world, like a fairy descending to earth.

A gust of wind blew the veil on the woman's face, revealing a stunning face that could be called a country and a city.

Countless unnamed birds were flying around her, and the woman raised her arm slightly, and one of the birds landed on her soft wattle without fear and chirped at her. Seeing it like this, the woman's seductive peach blossom eyes couldn't help but be full of smiles.

A burly man in a thick cotton coat came nearby, and he didn't even dare to look at this rare beauty in front of him, so he lowered his head and said, "There's news." ”

The woman didn't look back and said, "Say." ”

"With the help of the Sword King, King Zuo Xian has occupied the royal court. The Cheng brothers and sisters who have lost their position are fleeing south..."

"Give them a hand."

The woman teased the bird in her hand, and said at the same time: "If the northern frontier is unified by the Zuoxian King, I am afraid it will be a lot more troublesome." ”

"Yes."

After the big man responded, he continued: "In addition, there is also news from Xiangzhou. ”

The birds that had been circling around the woman suddenly flew up as if frightened, even the one in her hand.

"Say."

Although the tone was exactly the same as before, Dahan inexplicably felt that the woman was a little anxious.

"After Chen Xi's death, the son of the god of war who suddenly appeared out of nowhere took over as the commander of the Song army, and unexpectedly defeated Yang Zhiyong, and now the Song army is in Tianlan."

"Oh, yes." Dahan added: "The son of the god of war is called Guo Yu. ”

"Got it, stand down."

"Yes."

The woman's attitude was very cold, but the big man did not dare to be dissatisfied at all.

You must know that this beautiful woman in front of you is a ruthless person who can overthrow all their tribe by herself.

After the big man retreated, the woman turned to face south and said softly, "It's going to be soon." ”

……

Qizhou, Song army camp.

"I was originally trying to remind him, but it turned out to be self-defeating, alas."

The young scholar flipped through the thick book of Kyushu Chronicles in his hand and sighed: "Providence is like this, but what, what is it." ”

After turning the book to a certain page, the scholar stopped moving, and after gently placing it on the table next to him, he said to himself, "I hope it can be done." ”

He turned his head sideways and looked at the map of Kyushu hanging aside.

"The kings of the Three Kingdoms, the three think tanks, the three grandmasters, the first in the world, the Great Song Dynasty military god, and that... Well, let's just call it a soldier first. ”

His eyes paused on the word Tianlan, and the scholar smiled: "Tianlan, what a gathering of wind and clouds." ”

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "White Robe Snow Armor" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~