On the night of November 15, 576 A.D., the sky that had been overcast for several days finally cleared, and a bright full moon hung high in the sky, and the silver light reflected the white snow on the ground, making the sky and the earth clear.

Although the breeze was blowing and the cold was pressing, for the people of Northern Qi, especially the people of Nanfenzhou, Jinzhou, and Bingzhou, the cold moonlight brought them infinite light and warmth.

Since August, the Northern Zhou Emperor Yuwen Yong has waved his troops, and it has been nearly three months now. In the middle of March, the war continued, the killing continued, the Qi army was defeated again and again, the emperor changed hands, but in the end it turned defeat into victory, such a strong change made the people of Northern Qi unbelievable at the same time can not help but cheer, happy eyebrows. Although the monarchs of the Northern Qi Dynasty were deaf and brutal, and the Zhou lords were very lenient to them, the endless battles brought them endless tribulations.

Now, with the recovery of Dingyang City by the Duke of Beiping County and the Che Cavalry General led the army, the last power of the Northern Zhou Dynasty in the Northern Qi Dynasty collapsed, indicating the complete failure of Yuwen Yong's Eastern Expedition, and the haze suppressed in the hearts of the people of the Northern Qi Dynasty finally disappeared.

Emperor Yuwen Yong of Zhou 300,000 troops were as vast as a sea of smoke and swallowed the sky, but after the first battle of Dingyang, there were only more than 60,000 left, Wang Rail, Wei Xiaokuan, Liang Shiyan, Yu Yi and other humerus guests died in other places, and Yuwen Yong himself died in humiliation on the sickbed.

In this battle, North Monday was defeated, and his vitality was greatly damaged, but his happiness was famous all over the world. In the past, the world only knew that the prince of Sui was happy and courageous, shameless and obscene, but now he found that his bravery was not inferior to Lu Bu of the Three Kingdoms.

The day brings warmth and dispels fear, but the night drives away the noise and hides sin and filth. Even though the city shouted and killed the sky during the day, and blood flowed everywhere, but under the bright full moon, the people of Dingyang City seemed to have forgotten all the blood and fear, and were quietly immersed in a sweet dream, the first beautiful dream of this winter.

In the study of the Assassin's Mansion in Dingyang City, the lights were on at this time. In the dim light, on the window lattice, two tall figures stood opposite each other. The two of them were happy and Gao Changgong, who had quietly come to Dingyang City at nightfall.

"Xing'er, congratulations!" Gao Changgong looked at the tall young man in front of him, looked at his pair of deep and calm eyes, looked at the indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth, the appreciation and relief in his eyes were undisguised, but his mood was a little complicated.

He is his own son, but since he left Yecheng, Gao Changgong has never been able to see through his mind.

He never discriminated against people of humble origin, even if he was a pawn of a peddler, he was gentle and lenient, but he was extremely cold and cruel when he killed people, and he never hesitated; He is smart and calm, far-sighted, and full of wisdom, playing Yuwenyong and Gao Yanzong between applause, but he impulsively accompanied him, in order to save Hongyan and go into the tiger's den alone, and to avenge his father, he risked his life; regards fame and fortune as dung and smoke, but he has the ambition to swallow the sky.

He shook his head happily, there was not much joy on his face, and said lightly: "It's all the credit of the soldiers!" ”

Gao Changgong's eyes moved slightly, and he said with a smile: "What are you going to do next?" Is it to continue to pursue the Zhou army and take advantage of the situation to attack the Qi State, or ......" Since the decision was made that day, he handed over the leadership to the young man in front of him. He knew that he was a very assertive man, who seemed gentle but was actually domineering, and that his glory was his pride.

was stunned for a moment, and then said seriously: "The child is willing to be a pawn, and everything is up to the father." ”

Looking at the happy, frank and sincere eyes, Gao Changgong's heart was warm. Since there has been politics and the country in the Central Plains, the struggle for power is extremely cruel, and it is not uncommon for fathers and sons to turn against each other, where there is family affection.

In fact, with the prestige and strength he has now, even if he fights for the throne by force, he will definitely succeed, but he doesn't want to do this, and he never thinks about it. Although Happy is not famous, Gao Changgong knows that Happy has spent so much effort in the hope of keeping his family safe and happy and helping him ascend to the throne of the Ninety-Five Supreme.

After a deep look at the joy, Gao Changgong fell his gaze on the swaying pearl on the side, his face flickered, and he sighed after a while: "Although the Zhou people were defeated, the hundred-legged insect died but did not stiffen, and over the years, the war has continued, natural disasters and man-made disasters, and my people have long been overwhelmed and can't stand the toss!" ”

"What the father said is that although the child is confident that he can conquer the city all the way to Chang'an, he knows that now is not the best time." nodded happily in agreement, paused and said with a solemn face: "Father, although the Zhou army has retreated now, and it can no longer wave troops to the east for a short time, Daqi is still in dispute!" ”

The meaning of happiness could not be more obvious, that is, I hope that Gao Changgong will calm down the Quartet and take charge of the artifact. Gao Changgong's face was still pale, and he sighed: "Success or failure, but it is always the people who cry!" ”

Xing Xing frowned, just as Gao Changgong couldn't understand his heart, he couldn't really understand his father's mind either.

The people of the world, in the face of the infinite scenery of the Ninety-Five Supreme, are not salivating and eyeing each other, but Gao Changgong did not show too much enthusiasm. If he once took care of Gao Wei's great power, he was afraid that he would lose and involve his family, and he would be ashamed of his ancestors, but now all resistance no longer exists, but he is still like this, but for some reason.

"Father" called out happily, wanting to make his words clear, but Gao Changgong waved his hand and said: "Xing'er, it's not too early, you go and rest, you should be tired after a day of fighting." ”

Looking at Gao Changgong's gentle, wise, and loving eyes, he was happy to finally swallow the words of persuasion back into his stomach, and saluted: "Father, you should rest early, and the child will retire." ”

As soon as he came out of the warm study, a wisp of cold wind poured into the collar, but the joy was still unaware, and his expression was still the same, but his eyes fell on the bright moon hanging high and he was a little confused.

As a time-traveler, he has always made it his mission to change history. Although he never claims to be a savior, what he does is, but is everything he does right?

According to history, the Northern Qi Dynasty that was rotten to the bones will be destroyed by the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and the Central Plains will be unified after three hundred years of chaos, but now the Northern Qi Dynasty still exists, and the Northern Zhou Dynasty has since shown a decline. In a few years, the situation will turn, and when will the war end?

Historically, Yuwen Yong's attack was like a bamboo, and the Qi army was defeated again and again, but in fact, there were not many casualties, but the happy addition made nearly 300,000 fresh lives pass away with the wind. By the time of the Battle of Deqi Zhou, how many people will die in the war? Will his arrival save the nations, or will it bring them more pain?

Gao Wei gave poison, Gao Changgong died generously, leaving a good name for the ages, but now he is destined to bear the charge of rebellious ministers and thieves, and great rebellion. Wei Xiaokuan, Yu Yi and others have brilliant achievements and are famous all over the world, but now they are suffocating and dying in a foreign land.

He thought he could end the wars in the world, but was it possible? Even though there is no direct fight between swords and guns, the undercurrent is more cruel and merciless. In the later life, under the peace, how many waves were turbulent, and human tragedies were frequently staged?

"Am I really wrong?" Looking at the clear full moon, I couldn't help muttering to myself, my eyes were full of confusion, but in the depths of my eyes, there was a trace of imperceptible darkness, the extreme, the darkness that made people want to sink, extremely strange.

When all the Zhou troops in Dingyang City were purged, thinking of the hundreds of thousands of lives lost because of him, Happy asked himself in his heart more than once, but he never found the answer.

Outside Jinyang City, I was happy that a fire annihilated the 60,000 troops of the Zhou army, what a majesty and evil spirit, but a fire in Pingyang, and the innocent people who died here do not know how many. No matter where he was or what reason he had, he could never deny that he was an executioner with blood-stained hands.

The joy in thinking about it did not realize that the immortal true qi in the body had a slight change that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Originally, the color of the immortal true qi was pale green, and it gradually deepened with the deepening of the skill, containing surging vitality, but now there is a trace of gray airflow, which is different from the original vitality, but it is full of death and coldness.

"Brother Xing" was just when he was happy and lost his heart, and his heart became more and more inextricable, but a crisp and familiar call suddenly came from his ears.

I woke up happily, and following the prestige, I saw Yang Lihua a few meters away dressed in moon-white clothes, which looked even more beautiful under the moonlight, like a fairy in the Moon Palace. It's just that her face is a little pale, her beautiful eyes are full of sadness, and her emaciated and slender figure looks even more thin and helpless in the cold wind.

"Lihua!" A sense of pity rose in his heart, and he hurriedly stepped forward a few steps, holding the hands of the beautiful woman, but he felt that his hands were cold, "It's cold outside, why don't you rest in the house anymore?" Happy to block the cold wind with his body, he glared at Yang Lihua with some disgust.

"I'm afraid!" Yang Lihua pursed her lips and said in a low voice, her voice was a little hoarse and trembling, not as crisp and pleasant as before.

Happy felt a pain in his heart, and hurriedly stretched out his arms to hug Yang Lihua in his arms, and said gently: "Don't be afraid, everything has me, I will always be by your side to protect you!" ”

"Hmm!" Yang Lihua clinged to Xingxing's chest and nodded vigorously, only the warmth of Xingxing's body could take away the cold on her body and dispel the coldness and helplessness in her heart.

Although a few days have passed since the Battle of Pingyang, how can the pain in Yang Lihua's heart dissipate. Yang Jian's ruthlessness and decisiveness completely shattered her strong heart, tearing the weakness and warmth in her heart apart.

"It's night, go back and rest!" happily hugged Yang Lihua and walked forward slowly, looking at the white world, a breath of white air came out of his mouth, and he secretly said in his heart: How can a person who is so cruel to his daughter expect him to treat the people of the world well? Not for the people, but for the people in my arms, I must always work hard. Yang Jian, see you next time, I see how you escape?