In the dream, there was a roar in my ears, exploding flames rang out, and fear and panic took over my body and mind.

Everything was the fault of the black Tang Army, An Qingxu was lying in the bumpy carriage, escaping from the war, his vain dreams were shattered, he sat down, he searched for the water bag with his hands, and his eyes that were as weak as dust were always dim.

The sudden black armor army, the sudden defeat, the sudden flames, these things completely crushed him, and he got the news in recent days that his brother has died, and that brother doesn't want it, it's just something that gets in the way!

After drinking the water and driving away the dryness in his mouth, An Qingxu lifted the curtain and looked at the mountains in the distance, his heart fluctuated and sighed.

The princess who protected the country didn't know what kind of god she was, leading the black armor army, defeating him, and capturing Tongguan, which came like a nightmare.

The scenery outside the carriage is constantly changing, in the eyes of the owner, the scenery of the city of Luoyang is reflected, such as the eyes of the ancient well and the waves finally flashed lively colors, An Qingxu straightened up, and heard the lively noise outside, Luoyang arrived, and the carriage and horses also stopped at the door for inspection.

With the identity of the second prince, he successfully entered the city, but the situation in the city was a little bleak, not many people were willing to act on the streets, only some small vendors who were struggling for a living, smelling the smell of Hu cakes, An Qingxu drank and ordered the coachman to stop, stumbled and got out of the car, came to a vendor, took out a string of copper coins, picked up the only remaining Hu cakes, and returned to the parking space while biting, the sloppy image was somewhat scary.

The vendor was sure that Hu Ren had no intention of robbing it, so he hesitantly picked up the copper plate on the stall and carefully put it away.

An Qingxu continued to walk in the direction of the palace, looking at the scenery on the street along the way, eating Hu Biscuits until his stomach was swollen, and when he came to the familiar gate of the Imperial City, he laughed stupidly, as if he was laughing at himself, and as if he had seen through what was going to happen next, looking at the beggars guarding the city gate, and threw out a few Hu Biscuits in his hand.

When he came to the Imperial Garden, An Qingxu saw his father, who is also a saint today, fat like a ball of fat, high on a wooden mat, admiring the peony flowers blooming in the garden.

"Father," An Qingxu greeted weakly and bowed.

"When did you use the Tang people's set so smoothly, my father was forced to learn the Tang people's set, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to do this! But you're defeated! An Lushan turned his fat body and looked at An Qingxu.

An Qingxu lowered his head and didn't dare to say more.

But punishment and anger rolled in, and the bronze wine cup splashed with wine and smashed mercilessly, hitting An Qingxu to the ground in embarrassment, blood sliding down his forehead, and a hot feeling clearly permeated the side of his head.

"Rubbish! Chang'an is already empty, why can't you take it, and what is the princess who protects the country? But a! Could it be that the warriors of the grassland are not as good as a woman? Why don't you die outside? What are you doing when you come back alive! ”

In the face of An Lushan's rage, the palace maids serving around slowly retreated.

An Qingxu simply sat on the ground and couldn't get up, looked at his father with bloodshot eyes, and smiled half-madly.

"As you wish, the eldest brother is dead!"

As soon as the words came out, the blue and white jar on the dining table flew in, right in An Qingxu's head, the flying porcelain shavings beat irritably, and the strong smell of wine in the air rolled up again.

"Father!" An Qingxu straightened his neck, scratched the wound on his head with his hand, and continued, "The Black Armor Army is not something we can compete with, they will use fire, strange heavenly fire, fire falling from the sky..."

"Enough, get out, disappear in front of me! Rubbish! The Tang Army did not have a combined force at all! ”

An Qingxu staggered to his feet, his hair scattered, and walked out of the imperial garden in disappointment, leaving here.

Li Zhu'er, who had been following behind him, left the imperial garden together, appeared appropriately, and took out a silk towel from his arms to wipe the blood on An Qingxu's forehead.

"Second Prince, what do you want to do next?" Li Zhu'er asked cautiously, the cyan footprints on his face had not completely disappeared.

An Qingxu's cold eyes turned to Li Zhu'er, gradually faded from the coldness, became calm, and continued to lose their brilliance, "Wait for the opportunity!" ”

Li Zhu'er happily followed behind An Qingxu, waiting carefully, he was also waiting for the opportunity.

A few days later, in a restaurant, Shi Siming got his wish and saw the haggard second prince, sitting opposite him arrogantly, holding a wine jar to pour wine for this junior, "The second prince is safe and sound, the eldest prince is unfortunate, died on the battlefield, it's a pity, it's a pity, it's sad!" ”

An Qingxu looked up at Shi Siming, still with a calm face, showing an unhappy look, "General Shi, An Mou advises, the other party can't speculate conventionally, always pay attention to the sky!" ”

Shi Siming took a bite of food, stared at the second prince with big eyes, and said in his heart how did he become depressed, but he watched these two young men grow up, "Regardless of identity today, let's have a good chat with our uncle and nephew, on the battlefield, victory and defeat are common things in soldiers, it is important to find the reason for failure, don't always stick to a victory or defeat!" As a general, you must be able to afford to fail! Don't forget, if you live, you have a chance to win back a city! ”

An Qingxu smiled reluctantly, picked up the wine bowl, saluted the elders, and drank it happily, still without saying much.

After An Qingxu left, Shi Siming said to the Hu general next to him, "Things are not optimistic!" ”

"General, I think the second prince has lost his spirit, I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve great things! I'm afraid that if I encounter a battle with the Black Armor Army, I will already lose my soul! Bo Lu said respectfully, he is Shi Siming's right-hand man, and he has overcome obstacles before the battle, and he can be regarded as a high level of hard work.

Shi Siming walked to the window, looked at the streets of Luoyang, his heart was surging, conquest always brings pleasure, he likes to lead troops to fight, he also likes to conquer cities, and prefers to rob and plunder.

As for the princess of the protector, it is just a stepping stone for him to be defeated, if there is a chance, he will definitely capture the princess of the protector, make her a slave, and serve him for life.

Thinking of this, ambition stirred in his heart, Shi Siming's old face showed a domineering smile, this Tang Dynasty is the leg of mutton in his plate, one day it will be eaten up by him, if you can gather twice the military strength, you will definitely be able to take the plain within three days, and now Luoyang has gathered 500,000 troops, and it only takes 300,000 troops to recover Tongguan.

"General, I heard the words of those sergeants who fled to Shaanxi County one after another, there are indeed those who can recruit good fighters in the Black Armor Army, and among them is a red-faced general, wielding a double hammer, like an evil ghost descending to earth! There is also the equipment of the Black Armor Army, a fiery weapon that can fly hundreds of feet away, causing the earth to collapse! Bo Lu quietly told General Shi the integrated information, and his heart felt quite delicate, no wonder he could connect Tongguan.

"Now that a month has passed, it is imminent to send troops to Tongguan, how is the catapult built?" Shi Siming knew that the armor of the Black Armor Army was excellent, but it was several times stronger in terms of equipment, and the decisive victory was not near, but far away.

"Everything is being built according to the general's orders, and a thousand catapults have been completed! Half more is under construction! Bolu replied triumphantly.

"Well, when the time comes, give the princess of the protector a stone rain!" Shi Siming sat back in his seat, poured Bo Lu full of spirits, and drank it all with a toast, as if celebrating the victory. Read the latest chapter of "Steamed Tang Claw Book House" for free for the first time.