Thousands of miles of ice.

A night of heavy snowfall covered everything on the earth, as far as the eye could see, was white, but after dawn, the sun showed a smiling face, and the grating and dead trees shone on the crystal jade.

The sky was blue, the earth was bloated, the high hills were shortened, but the stream became a ribbon of ink, dark and clear.

A group of sparrows rejoiced in this icy and jade world, fluttering and flying.

Li Yiyin held the horsewhip upside down, inserted it into the snow, measured the height carefully, measured it again in another place, exhaled a cloud of white mist when he got up, he had a broad waist and a round waist, and the least favorite thing in his life was to lean over, so as soon as he straightened his back, he was accustomed to putting his left hand on his lower back.

"Shakutachi."

"This sun, there is no sun, and it is sunny too early, I am afraid that it will snow again in two days, how is it good?"

The answer was the patriarch of the Mi Bao clan, Mi Bao Naichang, his little daughter, is one of Li Yiyin's favorite wives, and the two families are the most friendly.

"What do the others think?"

"The various ministries have seized a lot, and the weather is cold and freezing, and most of them have the intention of returning."

Li Yiyin snorted, picked up the horsewhip and walked to the camp, and when he approached the gate, he turned his head to look at the city wall not far away, and sighed slightly.

Its location, the name of Longcheng, is the only city that the coalition army went south to build, although the county is small, but because of the implementation of the tactics of clearing the field outside the city, more than 60,000 people are crowded in the city, dragging the family with the mouth, carrying the grain and carrying the pot, and the little valuable ones are stuffed in the quilt, but it is a big cheap Fan warriors, only this battle, the capture is innumerable.

The warriors of the Tibetan tribe were not good at attacking the city, nor did they carry siege equipment, but if they were lucky, the city would suddenly catch fire.

Li Yiyin took the opportunity to organize the siege of the city, and under the chaos, the soldiers and civilians in the city almost did not escape.

Investigate the reason carefully, but there are more people entering the city, there are good people and bad people, fish and dragons are mixed, and at the moment of the war, there are even bad things about chickens and dogs and thieves.

The defenders and servants in the city were already overstretched, and one person was used for three, and it was too late to prepare for war, and only a small amount of manpower was needed to maintain order on the streets.

After stealing some money and grabbing some food, a few animals carried their daughters to the hay pile, stripped off their clothes, and were not secret, and were found by their father, who rushed to rescue them with sticks in their hands.

Those cattle are so powerful, how can the honest countrymen be opponents, they are tied up and strong, and they want to watch their daughters being bullied, how can they bear such evil things?

The honest man was so angry that he rolled on the fire and burned the rope with the fire, and the rope burned, and his clothes were burned, and the man howled and rushed into the hay pile, and the wicked man who did evil did not burn it, but burned his daughter and one of the hay piles of Ruoda.

At that time, the weather was sunny and the north wind was strong.

Those people were afraid of the fire, and a small number of those who dared to rush forward to put out the fire were also engulfed by the fleeing crowd.

Such a crisis, even if the guard has three heads and six arms, it is difficult to preserve, and in all kinds of impatience, he and the county order are both killed.

Of the more than 60,000 people, half died under the butcher's knife and half were taken prisoner.

The money that had been saved so hard fell into the pockets of the feudal lords.

It doesn't matter if the city is slaughtered, because the banner originally raised is revenge, but what makes Li Yiyin very angry is that the warriors of all the tribes do not know how to cherish it at all, the city has become a Shura field, corpses are everywhere, blood flows like a river, there is no place to stay, how can there be any more people, so, the empty city is there, but people want to set up a village in the city, drink the northwest wind.

"Actually, I still can't figure it out, with your wisdom, how could you really believe the words of the Great Song Dynasty to attack this Qinzhou, if you really want Lingyan Erzhou, can't we go directly to fight it ourselves?"

Li Yiyin's eyes and expression fell on Mi Bao Naichang's eyes, and he couldn't help but ask what was in his heart.

Li Yiyin smiled: "Lingzhou and Yanzhou are our own territory in the future, and we can't break it, of course, this is not the main thing, the most important thing is that we can't defend the two states of Lingyan, because Song Qin will not really allow us to sit big."

It's different to fight the Qin rank, if we can fight, the advantages and disadvantages of the Song and Qin countries will change greatly, and we can really get the territory of the two states of Lingyan.

If you can't beat it, it doesn't matter, the harvest of the warriors will definitely be guaranteed, how can the spirit salt be rich in Qin Jie, don't you say? ”

Mi Bao Nai often laughed.

Li Yiyin threw the horsewhip to the guards, and bowed down again, but a snow ball was raised and thrown far away.

But I thought in my heart, Lao Tzu's Mo Ning Ling was not done in vain, the reason why he pushed the boat down the Qin steps along the river, in fact, there is still a thought, this is close to Anle Prefecture, but it is a full 1,200 miles away from his Xia Prefecture, Xi Qin wants to retaliate, he will only open a knife to your tribe, you are in trouble, you will only move closer to my Tuoba clan, buy a name and make a profit, and do not waste your efforts.

Xi Qin wants to fight him in Xiazhou, unless he takes Lingzhou, Yanzhou, and Yanzhou of the Great Song Dynasty in one go, and at that time, it will be just a letter of integrity.

Since the former Sui to the present, which time has not surrendered and rebelled, otherwise, how can it be strong.

……

The tragedy in Longcheng was sent to Qin Yue's desk.

Qin Yue was in a trance for a while, his eyes widened, staring at the crimson number in disbelief, and gradually his eyes turned red, and his face gradually turned hideous.

Shi Tingjing looked at Zeng Wu and couldn't help coughing lightly.

Zeng Wu was actually really shocked, and was reminded by Shi Yanjing, he immediately woke up and said to Qin Yue: "Your Majesty, please mourn, since the tragedy has happened, no matter how painful it is, fortunately, Xiang Xun's army has already left for Qinzhou, and there will be good news in the near future." ”

"No matter how great the good news is, it can't withstand the pain of the dead comrades."

Qin Yue collapsed in frustration, covered his face with his hands, and his voice was a little astringent: "It's my fault, I heard too much good news, I was paralyzed, I thought everything was under control, but I pushed my comrades into the fire pit, it's my fault...... My fault ......"

"Your Majesty must not blame yourself too much, you have to say that you are wrong, the fault is in the pseudo-Song Dynasty, the fault is in Li Jixun, this responsibility, the pseudo-Song Dynasty must take it up, if they don't lose their hearts first, the Tibetan Ministry will not do this evil thing, now, when considering how to deal with the aftermath, Your Majesty must cheer up."

Qin Liang leaned back, was speechless for a long time, and finally waved his hand very tiredly, "You guys go down first, let me be quiet first." ”

"No."

Everyone retreated softly, and when they went out, Zeng Wu looked at Liu Qiang, who was anxious, and sighed: "Go, invite Ouyang Guifei to talk about comfort." ”

"Your Majesty has decreed ......"

"This time, that time, go."

"No."

Liu Qiang didn't fake others, he went to the back garden in person, found Ouyang Rui'er, and briefly told the battle report, Ouyang Rui'er's face was discolored, and he hurriedly followed to the imperial study in the front yard before he could change his clothes, and saw Qin Yue curled up on the soft couch like a baby, and his heart was about to break.

"Kurou ......"

Qin Yue snorted lightly, but he didn't even roll his eyes.

In such a scene, Rao is Ouyang Ruier is smart and wise, and she is helpless for a while, she will only hold his right hand, clumsy and speechless.

After a while, the tip of Ouyang Rui'er's nose was sweating urgently, and then she asked stupidly: "Jiulang, do you want to ...... I play the piano and you listen. ”

Qin Yue still hummed lightly, but shrunk his feet tighter.

For so many years, since Gao Ping's corpse mountain rolled out of the sea of blood, the names that have been erased by his hand are unknown, and the number of deaths has snowballed, and it has already exceeded 100,000.

But there has never been a time when there has been a bigger worry than this deficit.

Because, most of the people who died in battle before were warriors, and it was fate for soldiers to die in a hundred battles.

But this time, most of the dead and captives were ordinary people, and they didn't need to think about it to know that the old and the young were all poured into a pool of blood, the honest young and strong were strung with ropes and used as cattle and horses, and the young and beautiful women were pressed under their crotches and bullied......

For the first time, Qin Yue felt the pain of heart-rending, his heart was like a knife, and his mouth was full of bitterness.

He knew very well that as the king of a country, it was wrong to act as a child, and the correct thing to do at this time was to make a statement of righteous indignation, so as to stimulate morale and arouse the hatred of the army and the people as one.

But he ...... Unable to do so, he would rather stay in the pain of self-condemnation a little longer, and endure some more torture of conscience.

There is a melodious sound of the piano, and the cangsang is desolate.

Ouyang Rui'er went out, her brain was blown by the cold wind, she opened her mind, took the piano in the hand of the maid, entered the house with her own hand, and then played and sang to herself:

"Do you say you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son.

How can you say that you have no clothes? With the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd. Work with the child.

How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers. Walk with the child......"

Sure enough, in this song, which was set as the national anthem and then disliked, the husband sat up slowly, sat quietly for a while, and then slowly went out and commanded softly:

"Sword."

Ouyang Rui'er didn't stop singing until there was a sound of dancing swords outside the court, and looked at the door, but saw her husband dancing with a sword in the snow, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the snow droplets were flying.

She covered her chest and whispered, "Jiulang......"

The voice was soft, but full of pride and pride.

Ruthless may not be truly heroic.