South Prison, Zhangye City!

Qin Tianzhao has been under Zhangye City for more than half a month, and he has to capture Zhangye several times, but he was held by Luo Xingtian with gritted teeth, and on Zhangye City, there was a bloody corpse, and the corpses under the city were piled up.

"What, the Mangyuan has been broken?"

In the big tent of the Chinese army, a somewhat surprised voice sounded, the man turned his head suddenly, his face was covered with haze, and the kneeling man shook his body, gritted his teeth, and said again.

"What a piece of rubbish!"

Qin Tianzhao shook the short whip in his hand fiercely, a smoky fire arose in his heart, and there was nowhere to vent, he had just taken down most of the counties in the Southern Prison, but he didn't expect that now Liu Fa would start to fight the idea of the Southern Prison again, you know, this Southern Prison should have been his, and Liu Fa was just an outsider.

On the side of the couch, how can you allow others to sleep soundly!

He really wanted to turn the horse's head and go straight to Mangyuan, but he knew that he couldn't do that, putting a Luo Xingtian in Zhang Ye was like putting a thorn in his heart that couldn't be pulled out, which was completely unacceptable for Qin Tianzhao.

"Order, give me a strong order to capture Zhangye today!"

As soon as Xuanyuan Wu entered the big tent, he saw Qin Tianzhao's back, Qin Tianzhao coldly gave an unshirkable order, Xuanyuan Wu sighed slightly, hugged his fists, and said in a deep voice: "Yes!" ”

After speaking, he strode out of the big tent, looking at the dilapidated Zhang Ye in front of him, Xuanyuan Wu's eyes showed a hint of fierceness.

Since you want to break the reckless plain, then, let's fight to the death tonight!

It was getting late, the moon was dark, the military camps outside the city were busy, the smoke was rising, the chopsticks hit the earthen bowls, making a crisp sound, and the soldiers hummed this unknown song, as if they had just returned from the field, and they were full of comfort.

No one knows how long such a peaceful life will last, they are already tired of the war, tired of the days when their robes die in front of their eyes, they are either lucky, or guilty, maybe they have different ideals, but at this moment, they all hope that this war will end as soon as possible.

For a year or two, the land of the South Prison has been largely barren, and the people have spent time in the war, without food and clothing, but they have been suffering in silence, hoping to see the day when peace comes.

"Gurgle......

In the sound of armor crashing and rubbing, a haggard figure walked up to the city, he was holding a sword, obviously had suffered a lot of injuries, it was Luo Xingtian, Luo Xingtian who was still holding on, he knew that this city was about to be unstoppable, he couldn't hold on, it was unimaginable to hold on for so long, he really tried his best.

"Cheer up Lao Tzu, loose, what will it look like!"

Luo Xingtian was still scolding, sounding full of anger, the soldiers at the head of the city saw that he could still scold, and their hearts were also excited, Luo Xingtian was their military soul, and being able to hear Luo Xingtian's foul language was not only a habit for them, but also an encouragement.

There was cheering at the head of the city, and the soldiers, who had been standing very straight, now looked even more erect, like pine trees.

Luo Xingtian under the armor had dozens of major and minor injuries, but he had to stand up, he had to let the soldiers above the city know that he was still alive and could stand up.

"General, go back!"

The guards on the side saw that Luo Xingtian's face was extremely pale under the moonlight, and they couldn't help but be a little worried, in case Luo Xingtian fell over on the city, Zhang Ye would really be in chaos at that time.

Luo Xingtian waved his hand slightly, and then strode down, he didn't let the guards help him, although he was already crumbling, it was difficult to support, he had his pride, he was Luo Xingtian, the unique Luo Xingtian!

Gradually, the sky darkened completely. The big flag on the head of the city swayed in the wind, like a flat boat in the big waves, the breeze rose, slightly cool, Qin Tianzhao sat in the big tent, touching a small bag, his face was complicated.

"Is this kind of thing really useful?"

He sighed, then put the small bag down again, and looked at Xuanyuan Wu with some doubts, what is the use of such a small packet?

Xuanyuan Wu nodded, grabbed the small bag, his eyes showed a thoughtful look, and he said after a while: "This thing, from Mangyuan, was in the hands of An Shixian in the past, and with this thing, he almost killed Nangong...... Suppress your anger! ”

Hearing Xuanyuan Wu's words, Qin Tianzhao narrowed his eyes and began to pay some attention, after all, An Shixian had been galloping in the South Prison for many years, and it was not surprising that there were some strange things in his hands, and more importantly, this was the South Prison, and there were many strange things.

"Give it a try!"

Qin Tianzhao nodded, and then looked at Xuanyuan Wu fixedly, Xuanyuan Wu hugged his fists, squeezed the small bag in his hand, and then said in a deep voice: "Childe, there is still something missing!" ”

"What's that?"

"Sun and Moon!"

……

Tonight, the moon is lacking, and there are clouds and mist, under the city of Zhangye, the black hand can not see the five fingers, on the head of the city, the soldiers are patrolling back and forth, because the weather is cold, they still have a lot of people hiding behind the arrow battlements of the city wall.

Just as Zhang Yejun at the head of the city was still vigilantly inspecting, a figure like the wind had already escaped the strict blockade and quietly walked to the foot of Zhang Ye City.

"Knock ......"

Like a stone falling into a spring, the figure disappeared into the moat again, and in the camp of the Southern Prison Army under the city, Qin Tianzhao and Xuanyuan Wu stood side by side, watching silently, without a single ripple on their faces.

"Why did you choose to help me?"

Qin Tianzhao looked into the distance, his heart, but he didn't know where he had drifted to?

"How can I see I'm helping you!"

The corners of Xuanyuan Wu's mouth were raised, looking quite strange, but Qin Tianzhao couldn't see clearly, not clearly at all, and there was a trace of sadness in Xuanyuan Wu's strange eyes.

"You didn't choose to help my father, you are helping me!"

An emaciated figure suddenly appeared in Qin Tianzhao's mind, that person, for the Southern Prison, did his best, and after he died, he never lived a day for himself.

"Because he's wrong!"

Xuanyuan Wu said six words categorically, and then looked straight into the distance, and what was stirring in his heart was endless indignation.

"Oh, yes......"

Seeing that the "Sun and Moon" had come out of the moat and had touched the city of Zhangye, Qin Tianzhao was suddenly a little bored, for some reason, he suddenly had an illusion, what about breaking through Zhangye, what about pacifying the South Prison, what about sitting on the world, would he really be happy?

"By the way, do you know my mother?"

It's rare that Xuanyuan Wu has talked so much today, Qin Tianzhao suddenly wanted to ask a question, this question, he had been puzzled for many years, he didn't know why he had never had the opportunity to have his own father and mother to play with him like other children, he had never seen his mother, and even, he had never even seen Qin Wen's face.

"Your mother is dead......

Xuanyuan Wu's body was cold, and then he quickly said these four words, and without waiting for Qin Tianzhao to ask more, he looked at the city again, his eyes became cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Look at the city!" ”

Qin Tianzhao woke up like a dream, and he didn't have time to ask about his mother, so he immediately set his eyes on Zhang Yecheng.

"Sun and Moon" silently leaned against the city wall, merging with the city wall, as if he were originally a city wall, he closed his eyes, silently listening to the footsteps, breathing, and the sound of the wind on the city.

"Gurgle...... Gurgle......"

The lights gradually turned on, he leaned against the city without moving, but he was counting the time in his heart, gradually, the footsteps became quieter, he touched the small bag that had been prepared for a long time, and then threw it to the city.

This thing is not a stone, it is light and fluttering, and there is not much sound when it lands, and the soldiers on the city head have been nervous all day, and they are all extremely tired at this time, and one more inconspicuous thing on the city head cannot attract their attention, they do not have this energy.

In half an hour, there were already a few more small bags on the head of the south gate, and no one paid attention to the extra things on the ground, not to mention, there were not so many lamps to put on the city.

"How long will it take?"

Qin Tianzhao cheered up again, looking at the "sun and moon" under the city leaning against the city so fixedly, not moving, he himself was a little anxious, the weather slowly became longer, and the night became shorter and shorter, or it wouldn't be long before the sky would be bright.

If it would take a few hours for this thing to be effective, then wouldn't he have to wait a night, and if it was dawn, a night's efforts would be in vain.

"Naturally not, at most it will only take half an hour, and there will definitely be movement in the city!"

Xuanyuan Wu looked at Zhang Yecheng in the distance, and he was also a little apprehensive, he was not absolutely sure, but now he couldn't afford it, and he didn't have time.

Just when they were nervously paying attention to the movement in Zhangye City, some changes were already quietly taking place in the city.

The soldiers on Zhangye City saw that Luo Xingtian was safe and sound, and they also put down their thoughts, and then they didn't think about it so much, and everyone's mood of laughing suddenly rose a little, but these soldiers laughed for a while, and they felt that the sense of distress came up, and they couldn't suppress it.

On the wall of Zhangye, a faint fragrance floated from the city, and when the north wind blew, it spread farther.

A leader sat in the arrow stack to keep warm, but he was a little sleepy, he thought it was because of the torches, and then went out to blow the wind, the cold wind blew, he should have been a little sober, but he yawned heavier, he was really a little puzzled, he used to beat the night, and he would not be sleepy until the sky was about to dawn, why is it so useless today?

Even if you work hard for days and your physical strength has faded too much, it won't be so unbearable.