|||--Qinghe secretly said in his heart: "This ancestor of Xishu is a rare man with lofty ideals, I heard that when he was in power, he never established himself as a king, and his monarch title was later posthumously sealed by Zhuo Yun." Even so, it is inevitable that you will be smart for a lifetime and confused for a while. Why did Nan Song perish, didn't he know? Do you want the story to repeat itself? Will China be destroyed again? ”

Zhuo Mu said one after another: "That's it, Yue Mu is like a fire, the first monarch is the one who will not let go, and the two of them are facing Mai Mang." As soon as the anti-Tartar war stopped, Shu and Wu met again. The 100,000 army of Wu was invincible, and it drove in, pointing directly at Shudu. A great war kicked off in the east of the edge city. It was really the collapse of the earth and the destruction of the mountains, the heavens and men were moved, and the sun and the moon were discolored. ”

Thinking of the past, I cried blood in my heart: "The Yangtze River is crying green mounds, and ambushes are crying Baqiu on all sides." Jin Ge Iron Horse has infinite hatred, and the wind and snow fly ancient and modern hatred. ”

Ah Long looked sideways: "I heard Yin Shuai say that this battle is extremely tragic. The commander of the enemy general is our good brother, Yue Xiao, the former prince of the Eastern Wu Dynasty. ”

Zhuo Mu's sad face did not decrease: "Exactly." Thinking back to Yue Xiao now, I still have lingering palpitations. He really penetrated the heavens and the earth, governed the army strictly, and used soldiers like a god. ”

Ah Long was full of respect: "The person who assists Yue Xiao must be Qishan." At a young age, he was named the general of Shanhai by Qin, who was able to conquer and fight, march with military divisions, and win against the enemy. ”

When Mantuo heard this, he scoffed: "Is it wise and powerful, or is it bullying?" It was this battle that caused my Xishu to lose power and lose the country, and I was defeated and surrendered. My second royal brother, who had just been named the son of the world, was shrouded in horse leather and died young. Pity him for being twenty years old, and seventy-two arrows through his heart. ”

Zhuo Mu said in a deep voice: "Looking back on the past, you can't recall. Yue Xiao and Qishan, brave and strategic, far better than Northern Tartar, are really a nightmare in Western Shu. After the first battle, Eastern Wu conquered the city, and Western Shu was defeated. Helpless, the first monarch had to bow his head and endure humiliation, and the east was a minister, and the whole country mourned. ”

Ah Long looked sad: "In this battle, Xishu lost his troops and lost his prince. is Yin Shuai, who was also seriously injured, and the three beloved sons, all sacrificed their lives for the country. ”

Zhuo Mu's eyes were hazy with tears: "I was fifteen years old at the time, and I was a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers. Seeing that the Xishu army was defeated like a mountain, under extreme grief and indignation, he completely lost his mind, single-handedly, killed in the enemy formation, and listened to his father Mingjin withdraw his troops, but he refused to return to the headquarters. Yue Xiao inherited Shennong Bicang, martial arts, a jade flute, pointing to the yellow sand, vertical and horizontal iron horses. I was far from being his opponent, exhausted and captured in the midst of bloody battles. At that time, I was discouraged, and I only wanted to break jade. ”

Ah Long was saddened when he heard this: "Since ancient times, conquest has been the first evil. People are at war, and when they are on the battlefield, they are all ants, and they can't help themselves. In fact, Yue Xiao told me that he was helpless when he conquered Xishu. Looking back on the past, he also regretted it. ”

Zhuo Mu sighed: "Yue Xiao is indeed benevolent and righteous, I am bent on death, but he left me alive."

。 Because I was too stubborn to surrender, he escorted me back to Wu in a wooden cage cart. Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the Dragon Soul Pass at the junction of Shu and Wu, there was a great chaos in front of the army, but he saw a flying shadow, which was as fast as lightning; One side is draped in veil, fluttering like flying; A sword and zither, volleying into the air. ”

Qinghe was surprised when he heard this: "Who is this person?" Brave champion of the three armies, through the sky? ”

Zhuo Mu decrypted softly: "The person who came was my eldest sister Feizheng. She has been passed down from my grandfather since she was a child, and her skills are exquisite, and her martial arts are far superior to mine.

I could clearly see in the prison car that Yue Xiao was not a murderer, on the contrary, he had the virtue of a good life.

Sister Zheng forgot her life and attacked rapidly.

Yue Xiao is even more jade, shocking the world, and the ghosts are crying. Not only that, but with the respect of the crown prince, he not only fought alone and fought fairly, but also showed mercy to his subordinates several times.

In this way, Sister Zheng has a 'Minshan Sword Zheng', and Yue Xiao has a 'Shennong Jade Xiao', crisscrossing the battlefield and inspiring the frontier.

The two fought for 300 rounds, and there was still no winner. Really:

Flying yarn fluttering kite sword, murderous heartstrings. Shen hair is swaying Zixiao, and he is dancing to take advantage of the youth.

The sound of the blood light kite is far away, and the tenderness is Xiao Yinxuan. The storm is slanting in winter, and the cold and snow destroy the jade face.

The morning light looks at the sky, and the wonderful sound reaches the ears; Looking at Shen Xia at dusk, I couldn't bear to avoid the wind and cold.

Flying and falling in love, sinking and falling eyes. Zheng Zheng sword light, Xiao Xiao dang love.

After all, Sister Zheng is a female streamer, how can she be a peerless hero opponent? After a long battle, he could only retreat with sorrow.

That night, Yue Xiao was afraid that the eldest sister would steal the camp and rob the village, tie my hands and feet, and imprison me under the bed.

In the dead of night, Yue Xiao read at night with a lamp, and Sister Zheng appeared mysteriously.

The two of them, one in front of the case and the other in the tent, were relatively silent and confronted each other for a long time.

Yue Xiao was the first to speak: "You are finally here, I have been waiting for you." ”

Sister Zheng was silent, just hateful and hateful.

Yue Xiao said in a low voice, "I don't know your name, but I like to hear you play the kite." Can I call you Sister Zheng? ’

Sister Zheng didn't answer, but was on guard.

Yue Xiao said one after another: 'Sister Zheng, I don't want to kill you, and you can't kill me. ’

Then he whispered: 'When will the war end?' When will the resumption of the country be closed? Grievances should be resolved, and a smile should be resolved. ’

Sister Zheng held a sword and a zither in her hand, still silent.

Yue Xiao's expression was melancholy, and he groaned softly:

In the past, the battlefield was dusty, and now the blood is still in front of you. Listening to the sword of the Zheng girl, I looked at Xiao Lang dreaming of the sun.

The red face and white bones are in a dilemma, and the wind and clouds are chilling. Fight on the battlefield and break through to save the younger brother's praise.

The hundred zhang ice cliffs swept the ground, and the ten bloody battles turned the tide. The sword light and sword shadow are dyed with fireworks, and the dead branches and barren grass are dried.

Thousands of miles of cold light frightened

Colorless, three passes cry blood and ice plug the river. Minshan Shu women fought in the border city, and the emperor of Wuyue was burning.

After a long silence, Yue Xiao sighed: "In the past two days, I have always thought of the dead and wounded, and I have not been at peace for a long time. In this war, my father was forced to do so, and I was even more helpless. The Northern Tartars are strong, and if we want to compete with them, we must join forces to establish the South China Empire. But now, although there is an alliance, the five hegemons in the south of our country still take care of their own interests, and they are scattered in the same way. Over time, the alliance will fall apart. The Northern Tartars are becoming more and more ferocious and powerful. My father was to protect the thousand-year-old civilization of China and the glory of the ages, so he strived for reunification. ’

Ah Long said in a deep voice: "Yue Xiao is right. The Northern Tartars exterminated humanity externally, but united internally. They were disciplined, well-trained, and valiant in battle. In particular, the Northern Tartar cavalry is well-prepared, strange in combat, good at assault, close combat, long-range shooting, luring the enemy, detouring, outflanking, elusive, flexible, invincible. If Nanhua wants to compete with the Northern Tartars, it must unite as one. ”

Zhuo Mu nodded lightly: "Yue Xiao was very sad, and he was silent for a long time, and then said: 'Now it seems that war can only take people's lives, not subdue people's hearts. Even if Xishu is killed, the gains outweigh the losses. When my class teacher returns to the court, he will show his father and find another way. ’”

Sister Zheng heard this, and the hand holding the sword and zither was a little slack, but she was still silent.

Yue Xiao was kind and pleasant, and said softly: "I look at your martial arts, and guess that your mother must be Princess Bixue, and she and my master are sisters." Therefore, you and Zhuo Mu have to call me senior brother. ”

When Sister Zheng heard this, she looked at each other intently, her eyes were a little more trusting, and they were even more soft.

Yue Xiao's eyes were shining, and his veins were full of affection: "I love to listen to your sword and zither." If you can get rid of the murderous aura, add more ears. Why don't you play the kite for me, I will blow the flute for you, let's turn enemies into friends, and forge swords into plowshares. ”

Sister Zheng was silent for a long time, and sure enough, she plucked the strings of the zither and played it slowly. She is skilled in capturing the most delicate emotions of the enemy, and then uses the sound of the zither to deceive the enemy.

However, Yue Xiao's skill is much higher than her, and she is proficient in the method of "Shennong's Regent", if it is common sense, the magic of the sword and kite cannot be addicted to it at all.

That night, I listened to it under the bed, the sound of the zither was like crying, and the sound of Xiao was like a dream, which was unforgettable.

Ah Long, listen, at this moment, Xiao Zheng is still echoing in his ears:

The sound of the zither is like a drizzle, and the sound of Xiao is like a rain over the sky. The sound of the zither is like the bright stars, and the sound of Xiao is like the sun and the moon in the sky.

The sound of the zither is like the first bloom of spring flowers, and the sound of Xiao is like the fragrance of summer flowers. The sound of the zither is like a long autumn night, and the sound of Xiao is like winter snow and frost.

The sound of the zither is like green silk and white hair, and the sound of Xiao is like a golden iron horse. The sound of the zither is like the empty valley and the orchid, and the sound of Xiao is like the moonlight of the Yao Pond.

The sound of the zither is like a murmuring stream, and the sound of Xiao is like a river rushing. The sound of the zither is like a sword going sideways, and the sound of Xiao is like a wave to curb the flying boat.