The major events of the country are sacrificed for war!

The town luck bell rings. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as it sounded, the border was smoky.

Second, civil strife and military disaster

Three rings, natural disasters like a disaster.

Four rings, the country opens its territory.

Five rings, the emperor died.

Six rings, pay tribute to the soul of the army.

Seven rings, the edge of the land is lost.

Eight rings, open the altar to the sky.

Nine rings, the new emperor ascended the throne.

The great thing is a sacrifice for war!

It's not a saying, it's a rule in empires.

Now in the five regions, seventeen states, and two hundred and forty-six counties in the empire, each city has such a town bell that reaches to the sky, which is responsible for announcing the major affairs of the country to everyone in the empire!

In wartime, the bell rings for a long time.

At the height of the Pioneer War, these 268 bells made of blood and bronze rang for more than three days.

Every time the territory is expanded, every time the imperial flag is planted in the outside frontier, every time the imperial territory is opened up for ten miles, a hundred miles, these two hundred and sixty-eight true luck bells will dutifully bring this news to everyone.

Now the northern rakshasa has been driven into the ice field region, the southern barbarians have either died or surrendered, and the desert yellow sand in the west leads directly to the western sea boundary, which is a rare time of peace in the empire.

But today, the town bell was ringed again!

In the restaurant, after a little silence, it boiled again.

"How many bells do you ring?"

"Who remembers how many bells rang?"

"How many rings, tell me, how many times has the town luck bell ringed!"

"It's five... Six rings, right? ”

A drinker sat in the crowd and said, this is a fat man in a brocade robe, originally he only heard the bell ring five times, but in order to avoid taboos, he still said more.

Now that the emperor has just been on the throne for three years, he is only a year old, and he should not be so short-lived.

"What are you talking about!"

As soon as the fat man's words fell, a middle-aged man in mercenary clothes who exuded a fierce aura on the side shouted at him, and the fat man's hands shaking with fright.

"I really heard it was five..."

"It's four rings!"

A middle-aged literati on the side said angrily: "It's four rings!" The matter of national warThe empire has never been a war, and when the war is not stopped, how have you ever heard the empire sacrifice the soul of the army! ”

The words of the middle-aged scribe were echoed by many in the restaurant.

Because this is the truth and the pride of the empire.

In the 170 years since the establishment of the empire, there has never been a tradition of sacrificing the soul of the army before the war ends, even if the corpses of the soldiers have been dead for three or five years, and even the corpses of the leading generals have rotted into white bones, but as long as the war does not stop for a day, there is no reason to sacrifice the soul of the army!

Year after year, day after day.

The empire has always been like this, it has never been changed for anyone, nor has it been disobeyed by anyone.

And when he said such unreasonable words, the customers in the restaurant looked at the fat staff with some contempt.

"I don't even have such common sense"

"Are you really from the Empire?"

"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, don't you be ashamed?"

Because of one sentence, he encountered so many contemptuous eyes, and the fat man was blushing by the crowd.

After pulling his neck and retorting a few words, he snorted coldly when he saw that he couldn't argue: "What's the use of you arguing with me now, the people who patrol the streets will come in a while, but everything will be clear?" ”

The fat man was still more convinced of the five bells he heard, but he was not stupid enough to say it.

However, some diners on the side had already run to the window facing the street, waiting for the street patrol officials who rode horses to report the news in Lianyun City.

Unfortunately, the seats of Zhao Han and Xiao Su are next to the street window...

The diners present were busy listening to the announcement of the street patrol cavalry, and no one cared about Xiao Su, a woman in plain clothes, and directly squeezed her to the corner, if it weren't for Zhao Han's sharp eyes to protect Ichigo, she would have been squeezed directly into the crowd and pushed to the window of the wine store together.

"What bad luck!"

Retreating to the back of the crowd with Zhao Han, Xiao Su patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with some annoyance: "The rouge and silk I bought are still on the table!" How can these people do this? ”

Although Xiao Su's words were like this, Zhao Han found that she was the same as "those people", with both ears pricked up, waiting for the street patrol officials to report the news.

I didn't expect this Xiao Su, who has strong self-control on weekdays, to have such a cute side as he is now.

A little funny glanced at Xiao Su, Zhao Han put his head to her ear and whispered: "Don't wait, the town luck bell rings four times, it's the news from the northwest."

"How do you know it's Northwestern"

Xiao Su's eyes were still looking at the window, and he casually agreed to Zhao Han, seemingly not taking his words seriously.

"Sister Xiao, did you forget that I came from the northwest?" Zhao Han replied with a smile.

Who else knows better about this war in the northwest than him, who has experienced it firsthand?

"That's right."

When Xiao Su heard him say this, he also turned his head to look at him, and stared at him with a pair of soft eyes that were about to drip: "Tell my sister me, how is the war situation in the northwest, and are there any heroic stories that are heart-wrenching?" ”

How's the battle going?

Also a heroic story?

Sister, you're not twenty-six, you're sixteen, right.....

"Say it! Is there any war epic to sing and cry about! ”

Xiao Su asked anxiously.

Zhao Han rolled his eyes.

"Epic ghost, war, what else can there be but the dead?"

"You talk nonsense! There is also beautiful love in the midst of war! ”

Hearing Zhao Han say this, Xiao Su was not happy, and directly stretched out a hand and pulled it at Zhao Han's ear: "Northern Dragon City, General Li Feng..."

"His name is Li Mad, and he is not a general, Li Madness is the head of the Li family in the Northern Regions, and he is the resident king."

Seeing that Xiao Su was still there with peach blossoms in his eyes, Zhao Han replied weakly.

I have to say that those literati in the imperial restaurant are really undisciplined, no matter what, they can tell you a flower in their drinking mouth.

"It's General Li Feng, I'm not talking to you alone!"

Xiao Su slapped the table.

You must know that Li Fengke is her dream lover, and the white horse Baoyi led 100,000 snow dragons to ride to the Rakshasa country to rob the marriage of her beloved, but I don't know how many Huaichun women are in love!

If it weren't too far away, maybe she, Xiao Su, would have pursued that General Li Feng.....

"Where did Li Feng come from..."

He shook his head with a headache, looking at Xiao Su's more serious appearance, he couldn't cry or laugh.

"In September of the 158th year of the imperial calendar, the Great Snow Dragoon rode north, crossed the Black Sea and fought with the Sixth Rakshasa Corps, losing 11,926 people, killing more than 70,000 enemies, capturing Rakshasa women, Rakshasa generals, Rakshasa captains and other hundreds of Rakshasa country nobles, more than 40,000 Rakshasa troops were killed by pits, and no less than 100,000 Rakshasa troops were scattered.

You said that the love story was adapted from here, right? ”

"That's right, General Li Feng, who led the troops, is really a hero of the empire! In less than a year..."

"And set up a ghost, Li Mad is forty-four in his fifties this year, and he was forty-two years old twelve years ago."

"It's all said, we're not talking about one person!"

Xiao Su glared at each other again.

Zhao Han: "......"

He really shouldn't have talked about this with a crazy Li fan, isn't it okay to find a smoke?

Thinking of the "barbarian" who always wanted to tie him up to the military camp in the big north, Zhao Han couldn't help but feel chills in his heart.

Li Feng in the script is a handsome uncle in white clothes and a silver gun.

Li is crazy in reality.... That's a lewd middle-aged man with a skin as thick as armor, right?

But when the words came out, he couldn't just say half of it, so he could only say it head-on: "The surname Li is a noble surname in the northern military camp, and only the meritorious ministers who have been canonized by the Li family can be sealed and tested, and besides, among the one hundred and nineteen generals in the Northern Ice and Snow Dragon City, none of them are named after Feng..."

"You talk nonsense! General Li Feng's Sanping Rakshasa border rebellion is a great hero of my empire! He also rushed to the crown angrily, led 100,000 snow dragons to ride north, and snatched the lover who was going to marry the Yaksha country, Princess Rakshasa over, and now the Rakshasa princess was married by General Li Feng with the ice blue of the city as a dowry, and now she is still with General Li Feng's Qin Se and Ming, and you can hear their piano sound in the Ice and Snow Dragon City every day! ”

Xiao Su was angry, although she already believed Zhao Han's words in her heart, she would never tolerate Zhao Han ruining her idol image like this.

Qin Se and Ming?

Lee's crazy wife?

When did this Nima happen?

The eldest princess of the Liu family, was ignored by you gorgeously?

Zhao Han, who considered himself unlucky, directly slammed his head on the wine table, and he decided that he would never talk about any border war with this naïve Sister Xiao in the future.

Is it purely to add a blockage to your heart?

When the imperial shepherd king can marry the princess of the enemy country as his wife, then the empire will not be far from the death of the country.

Zhao Han was still convulsing, but the diners in the restaurant were boiling.

Outside, a gong sounded in the street, and a cavalryman on a black armored horse roared outside.

"The town bell rings seven times, the empire is a good news!"

"The town bell rings seven times, the empire is a good news!"

"Expand the territory to the west of the West Styx Sea for three thousand miles, and the Junzi Qingluan flag is planted all over the Yin Fortress Demon Country!"

"Expand the territory to the west of the West Styx Sea for three thousand miles, and the Junzi Qingluan flag is planted all over the Yin Fortress Demon Country!"

“......”

"Is it Junzi Qingluan?"

"It's the white-clothed soldier immortal's Junzi Qingluan Banner!"

"The white-clothed soldier immortal opened up three thousand miles of territory for the empire!!"

The noise sounded again, this time there was no discord, and everyone in the audience began to cheer for the name of the "white-clothed soldier fairy".

It was Xiao Su, after hearing the name of the white-clothed soldier immortal, his eyes were also shining, and Zhao Han's arm was in pain with both hands.

"Sister Xiao, don't get excited..."Zhao Han said with grinning.

"That's a white-clothed soldier fairy!"

"Well, I heard you, and you worship him too?"

"Of course, three years after the birth of the white-clothed soldier immortal, he opened up a wide territory for the empire for three thousand miles, but I heard that he has a hidden illness on his face, and he wears a silver-white mask every day, which is really distressing."

“......”

"If he is as good as him, what can he do if he grows into an ugly monster, no one is perfect.....