"Fight in the south of the city, die in the north of Guo, and die in the wild and don't bury it. I'm called Wu: And Kehao! If you don't bury the wild dead, can the carrion escape? The water is deep and agitated, and the reeds are clear; The horsemen died in battle, and the horses wandered and roared. Liang Zhu's room, why south? Why north? What food can you eat if you don't get it? May the ministers be safe? Thinking of the son of a good minister, a good minister is honest and thoughtful: go out to attack, return at dusk! ”

The voices were far away, Cai Silin and Fang Liangzhen listened and sang together.

Soon, the song "Zhan Cheng Nan" sounded all over the entire imperial capital, and even the common people sang it along. At the time of the national disaster, the group of high-ranking officials who advertised themselves as good ministers went there, they didn't know, they only knew that the imperial capital was the capital of Dajin, and it was also their home, and there were their beloved family and friends in the imperial capital. Fight from the south of the city to the north of the city, die and die, don't bury if you die, and take a few more enemy soldiers before you die to feed the crows.

With a little pride, the hidden army and the people of the imperial capital who were aroused by the singing did not care about themselves.

On the other hand, the Northern Wild Goose Army, the commander was not there, and the poison had not been completely cured, and in the face of this group of enemy troops who suddenly looked like wolves and tigers, the Northern Wild Goose Army, which had always been fierce, was a little afraid. The woman standing on the roof waving a large flag is said to be the former crown princess Fang Liangzhen, standing against the light, so that her whole person is like a goddess bathed in the sun.

It is said that Dajin women are shy, shy, and weak, but it was that weak body that carried the banner and commanded an army of less than a thousand people to beat them to the ground.

"God... It's God... Pander to... Goddess Amara..."That appearance is the goddess of war Amara believed in by the grassland people, a small soldier couldn't stop the fear in his heart, and threw away the knife in his hand and ran back. Fear began to spread, one after another, and the Northern Wild Goose soldiers who did not have a commander in the town fled more and more.

Thousands of people shouldn't be, they shouldn't have joined the army to come to Dajin together, the prince said well, bring them to Dajin to enjoy the gold and silver women, but he didn't say that enjoyment has to pay the price of life! The little soldiers ran like they were dead, although Dajin was good, but he missed the smell of grass on the grassland, and he also missed the bowl of mutton soup that his mother cooked for him, they were just ordinary shepherds on the grassland, they wanted to go back to the grassland, they didn't want to die in Dajin!

Rushing to the city gate, two groups of soldiers and horses were fighting together, and their noble prince was fighting with two men wearing black and white armor. Suddenly, a beautiful backflip in black armor dodged the sledgehammer of the prince of the Northern Goose, took a black giant iron bow from behind, put on three arrows, and led the bow to shoot the arrow at the prince of the Northern Goose.

The three arrows were impartial, one arrow shot into the eye socket of the prince of the North Goose, one arrow pierced through his heart guard and shot through the heart, and the other arrow shot into his lungs.

"You shoot me!" As soon as the enemy fell, the white armor immediately jumped to his feet.

"Didn't you flash?" Black Armor spread his hands and collected his bow and arrows, and by the way, he used his bow to stun the enemy who wanted to sneak up on him.

The prince fell, several generals and officers rushed up, and the soldiers only felt a basin of ice water splashed from head to foot. Their prince, their prince...

"The prince is dead! The prince is dead! The soldier screamed in terror, and several generals rushed up and grabbed his mouth, but the sound had already been heard, and the fear spread like ripples in circles.

The king in the minds of the Beiyan people, the prince whom they almost regarded as gods, died, and he was invincible and lost to the prince of the Great Jin Dynasty! But the enemy in front of them is red-eyed, and the Dajin people who have been aroused are no longer the soft little sheep in their impression, but the evil wolf on the grassland! Or a whole pack of wolves!

How can this be won! It is better to surrender, and surrender may have a slight chance of survival.

While! While! While! The commander was dead, and the army's heart was instantly dissipated, and more and more Beiyan people abandoned their weapons and surrendered, and were tied into zongzi and tied to death by the Dajin army that poured in in large numbers after the opening of the city.

Finally... Is it over? Relying on the big banner, Fang Liangzhen panted vigorously, the wooden pole was stained with blood, the crown princess has always been pampered, after all, her hands are tender, the wound on her foot has been painful to numbness, and her left ankle is almost numb.

"Stand up, you can't let up now." Qingjiang crawled to her side, holding the big wound on her right abdomen, which was also scarred. "Laugh, Fang Liangzhen, you have to laugh and show Beiyan. I've taught you a confident and cheerful smile. ”

"How can you laugh? You've got to hold on to me. Fang Liangzhen could only pull away a wry smile, "God, I'm really dying..."

"Okay." Qingjiang smiled weakly, climbed behind Fang Liangzhen and leaned on her calf, "I'll support you, just rest assured to lean on me." ”

After speaking, he leaned on Fang Liangzhen's calf, quietly watched the Dajin army deal with the Beiyan army, this battle caused serious trauma to the Beiyan, the prince died, the next emperor does not know who will fall, go back at least a few years of infighting, conservatively estimate that there will probably be no more invasion in thirty years. The Northern Wild Goose Army was no longer in the climate, and after slackening down, all the sad and painful feelings rushed up, and Qingjiang, who had lost too much blood, leaned on Fang Liangzhen's calf and fell asleep unconsciously, and when Fa Yanbo rushed over, he had already fainted.

Floating and heavi, he opened his eyes and found himself walking as if he had been tied to his waist. Hey? Am I not precocious? What about the master? Who is this? Qingjiang looked up, this person was wearing a big hat, and the backlight blocked most of his face, and he couldn't see anything.

Am I dreaming? The owner of the dream is called Fa Yanbo, and he is still the master's wife, so this dream is too real, right? Qingjiang Fudu, suddenly, he was handed over by his master to another person, and took a lot of gold and silver from him.

Yes... Ahh Are you going to sell me? As soon as the screen turned, he saw his transformed self join the head of time and space, and was taken to the present world to play by the God Inquisitor. The world has changed a lot, Qingjiang smiled, and then he was disemboweled, cut off parts of his body piece by piece, and sold to so-called rich businessmen and high-ranking officials. The picture turned again, and he saw that he was crushed under him, no matter which picture was full of bright red, he was floating in the sea of blood. As soon as he turned his head, Qingjiang was startled and stood up from the ground, and the ground was full of bones, internal organs, severed limbs, and those pairs of eyes stared at the boss...

No! It shouldn't be this way!

"Ahh Qingjiang screamed and opened his eyes instantly.

He had worried, worried eyes on the woman. The memory came back little by little, and after thinking about it for a long time, he realized that this woman was the Pan family named Pan Rouyun, and he had already escaped from the bitter sea of the political head of time and space, followed Fa Yanbo, and became his wife, and they had just experienced a war.