On a hillside more than ten miles away from Jinyang City. Gao Changgong stood quietly on the top of the mountain, with his hands behind his back, looking at Jinyang City in the distance.

Repeated battles, Jinyang City is no longer yesterday's prosperity, although the majesty is still there, but the traces are mottled, full of devastation, faintly revealing the taste of sadness and desolation, Jinyang West City and the north city outside is a piece of scorched earth, black pitch, seems to be faintly revealing a cold taste.

In the night battle, the 60,000 Zhou army completely collapsed, except for the 5,000 people who fled back to Jinzhou with Yuwen Yong, and nearly 40,000 people who were captured by Xingxing, almost all the others were buried outside Jinyang City, and most of them did not even leave their corpses, they were all turned into ashes in the fire and scattered with the wind.

Although the winter sun is far less blazing than the summer, the warm sunshine still dispels the haze that has been shrouded in Jinyang City for several days, allowing the nervous Jinyang soldiers and civilians to breathe and relax completely.

However, compared to the joy of Jinyang City, Gao Changgong, the king of Sui who was standing alone, was confused and lonely for no reason at this time.

There are six brothers, and there are even more brothers in the same clan, but none of them have treated him sincerely. No matter how hard he tries, he is still humble in the eyes of others, not even as good as a concubine, and he shouldn't even live in this world. He has always been alone, and he has never been truly included in the Gao royal family by them.

Since he was born, he has lived with ridicule and contempt from others. In order to get his father's respect, he read a lot of books, practiced martial arts hard, was an open-minded man, and did things in a down-to-earth manner, but he still failed to achieve his wishes.

Over the years, although he has made countless meritorious contributions and has been admired and admired by tens of millions of people, Gao Changgong has an inferiority complex and loneliness from the heart. He can't choose his origin, he has no right to resent the mother who gave birth to him and came from a humble background, he can only bury all the humiliation and pain deep in his heart and endure it silently alone.

Now, when he stood on this hillside, condescending and overlooking Jinyang City, some of them did not look at the mountains and the lofty ambition of the world, but felt deep confusion and a faint fear.

In a deep conversation four years ago, Gao Changgong knew that his only son was happy and ambitious in the world, and he had long expected this day to come, but when this day really came, he was still very confused.

Although Gao Changgong acquiesced to all of Happy's actions, deep down, he didn't want to be the one who subverted the orthodoxy of Northern Qi.

The inferiority complex and loneliness in his heart made Gao Changgong have a paranoid feeling for his family, and he was very eager to integrate into the family, but the reality made him linger outside the home for a long time, and was hurt by his family again and again.

Now, the situation forced him to stand on the opposite side of his brother, and even the entire Gao royal family, no matter how powerful the enemy he faced, he was never afraid, and at this time, he was inevitably a little afraid in his heart.

"Father!"

Gao Changgong's happy whisper woke him up, he trembled slightly, didn't look back, and asked softly, "Do you really want to do this?" ”

was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the confusion and melancholy in Gao Changgong's eyes, and the sadness on his face, he suddenly understood what he was thinking. Looking at Gao Changgong's frosted sideburns and some sloppy figures, he secretly clenched his fists happily, and asked without fighting: "Do we have any other choice?" ”

Gao Changgong's body shook again, his eyes were dull for a moment, and the sadness on his face couldn't help but become a little stronger. After a long time, Gao Changgong sighed, his voice contained too much bitterness and helplessness, and his body became more and more stiff, his brows furrowed even tighter, as if he was carrying a mountain peak of tens of millions of pounds.

"The rivers and mountains of Great Qi, the foundation of the ancestors or the uncle Gao Yanzong, which father thinks is more important?" Seeing that Gao Changgong didn't speak, he happily continued to speak, although his tone was very light, but his words were very sharp, penetrating the depths of Gao Changgong's heart.

Gao Changgong was still silent and did not answer, and his wandering eyes looked at the direction of Jinyang City blankly.

"Father, do you see, the sincere smiles on the faces of the people of the city; Do you hear him, their heartfelt cheers? They are for the victory of this battle, for the bravery and fearlessness of you and your soldiers, but also for the stability and peace of the land under your feet, and for the peace and prosperity of life. ”

"They are the people of Daqi, whether we are members of the royal family or just ordinary men, we should fight for the fertile soil under our feet, fight, protect our families, and let them be happy and healthy forever!"

"Gao Wei can't do this, Gao Yan can't do it, Gao Yanzong can't do it either, only you can do it. As a descendant of the Gao family, you should shed every drop of blood for the foundation and glory of your ancestors, and you should protect every person in the land of Daqi, this is a responsibility that you cannot escape! ”

"I have never forgotten for a moment the humiliation and pain we endured when our family of three fell to our knees in the ice and snow four years ago and was ruthlessly expelled from Yecheng by Gao Wei. Have you forgotten the insults and contempt they gave you, and have you forgotten that your mother often wept and frightened you for what happened to you? ”

The tone of happiness was very depressing, a little heavy, and the last sentence was even more excited and almost roaring.

The happy words were like a hammer, and they fell on Gao Changgong's chest, making him almost out of breath, his chest rose and fell sharply, and he couldn't help but staggered back a step, his face was pale and painful.

"Father, Jinzhou is still in the hands of the Zhou people, the Turkic wolf is ambitious, always watching the south, the rivers and mountains of Daqi are still stormy, she needs your protection!" happily hugged Gao Changgong, looking at the latter's painful appearance, he couldn't bear it for a while, but he still continued, but his tone was soothing and much calmer.

As he spoke, he happily put his right hand on Gao Changgong's heart, slowly passing through a wisp of immortal true qi and calming Gao Changgong's tumbling qi and blood.

"Whew-"

Gao Changgong broke free from the happy support, straightened up again, let out a long breath of turbidity, and his face recovered a lot. Turning his eyes to Jinyang City again, the laughter of the people seemed to be right in front of him, sincere and warm, and the laughter was in his ears, clear and pure.

At this moment, Gao Changgong felt that the entanglement in his heart had suddenly disappeared with the wind, and his body and mind were unprecedentedly relaxed.

"Xing'er, let's go down the mountain!"

Although Gao Changgong did not say anything about his decision, Xing Xing could see from his already evacuated brow that he had made a decision, and he was quietly relieved in his heart. Nodding emphatically, he happily took half a step behind Gao Changgong and slowly walked down the mountain.

……

On the battlefield in full swing. In the mountains of corpses and a sea of blood.

"Yu Wenyong, you are at the end of your rope, where are you going to escape, why don't you catch it quickly?" Happy was covered in blood, his face was hideous, his scarlet eyes flashed with madness and bloodlust, and the steel knife in his hand exuded a chill that made people's hearts palpitate.

"Don't think about it, I haven't failed yet, I want to cut you with a thousand knives, break your corpse into thousands of pieces, and raze Jinyang City to the ground!" Yu Wenyong panted like a cow, his eyes stared at the joy of a few meters away, and his voice was extremely hoarse.

At this time, the long sword in his hand had been curled, and the armor on his body was even cracked in many places, and the red blood stained the robe, which looked extremely miserable and embarrassed. However, Yu Wenyong's eyes were still full of rage, stubbornly and arrogantly staring at the enemy opposite.

"Die!" With a roar of joy, his body suddenly rushed out, and the bright sword light instantly blinded Yuwen Yong.

"Roar!" Yu Wenyong roared unwillingly, and the long sword in his hand swung forward with all his might.

The thunderous shouts of killing suddenly disappeared, and the fierce wind disappeared without a trace. Yu Wenyong looked around blankly, only to find that he was already in a magnificent mausoleum at some point, and a solemn and sad aura instantly enveloped him.

"Thou Ra Tu ......"

An old and hoarse voice came from behind him, Yuwen Yong Huo Ran looked back, and saw an old man with white hair standing a few meters away, although he was dressed in a yellow robe, it was difficult to hide his nobility, but his face was withered and extremely weak.

When he saw the old man's appearance, Yu Wenyong was full of excitement, and his mouth grew in disbelief, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"You Luo Tu, you have disappointed your father too much!"

"Father-" Yu Wenyong called out excitedly, but the old man didn't look at him, and said with a heavy face:

"The destruction of the Qi country and the unification of the country is the lifelong wish of my Yuwen clan, the accumulation of several generations of ancestors, but you have fallen short and have been repeatedly defeated in the hands of Huangkou Xiaoer, how can you have the face to see your ancestors?"

"Father, the child knows that he is wrong!" Yu Wenyong fell to his knees and said in shame.

"You go, never appear in front of me again, I don't want to see you!" The old man shook his head, his body slowly retreated, and the figure slowly dissipated.

"Father, don't go, don't go-" Yu Wenyong wanted to hold on to his hands in the depths, but the figure of the old man finally dissipated into the void. Just when Yu Wenyong was embarrassed and angry, the scene in front of him changed again.

It was an empty space, with no clear boundary between heaven and earth, and the surrounding area was gray, and the damp and cold air made people shiver, and the silence was so silent that there was not a single sound and living creatures made people fearful.

At this moment, a sharp and piercing laughter suddenly echoed between heaven and earth, as unbearable as a night owl.

"Yu Wenyong, my good brother, you finally came down to accompany me, hahahaha!"

"!" Yu Wenyong raised his voice and shouted angrily.

"It's only been a few years, and you don't recognize him as a brother, do you?" A ghostly white shadow appeared in front of Yu Wenyong, his hair was scattered, and his scarlet tongue hung long on his chin, forming a wise contrast with his pale complexion.

Yuwen Yong was so shocked that he sat on the ground, and the cold air on his back spine was rising, and he couldn't help but tremble and said: "Yuwen Hu, it's you, are you a human or a ghost?" ”

"I want to be a man, but it's a pity that you made me a ghost, and I'm still a resentful ghost!" Yuwen bared his teeth and smiled, his appearance was even more terrifying, "I look forward to it day and night, and finally I look forward to you coming down to accompany me, quack!" ”

As he spoke, Yuwen Hu suddenly stretched out his hands with pitch-black nails and slammed them towards Yuwen Yong's neck.

Yuwen Yong wanted to dodge, but suddenly felt that his limbs were suddenly out of control, and looking at the vicious Yuwen Hu, he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Ahh