Xiao Zhan turned his head sideways, saw the face of the comer clearly, and cracked his bloody lip: "Chen Su, are you following me?" Come and see my jokes, or are you here to collect my body? ”

Chen Su lowered his eyes and knelt down quietly: "I just listened to the report of the spies in the town, and I was worried about the safety of His Highness, so I rushed here...... It is to tell Your Highness once again: as long as Your Highness is willing, the power that once belonged to you, and the woman, will come back. ”

When the words fell, Chen Su's eyes flashed. Because Xiao Zhan was silent.

If it was in the past, as long as this stubble was mentioned, Xiao Zhan would definitely face him coldly, and immediately turned around and left, but for the first time, he was silent.

The corners of Chen Su's lips are upturned, everyone in this world is like an idiot, and there are always things that can't be put down, so he enters the urn and harms his life in vain.

And he just bet on Xiao Zhan.

"Your Highness, please don't hesitate. The 3,000 dead soldiers in the south have entered Beijing, and the palace defense map will be obtained soon. Attacking the imperial palace on that day and settling accounts with the Zhao thief are all things that are within your reach. Chen Su bowed down and bowed to the courtesy.

Xiao Zhan sneered: "It's strange, isn't the head of the rebel party in the south Xue Gaoyan, when did you become your fox book, as if you were in charge." ”

Chen Su smiled faintly, bowed his head and said, "I won't bother His Highness about this." Because no matter who is the leader, His Royal Highness is the only ...... His Royal Highness in the hearts of the old people of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty! ”

The words were drowned out in a low exclamation.

It turned out that the cold blade had rested on Chen Su's neck. The words came from my ears without any warmth: "Your Highness? Shouldn't it be the Lord? ”

Chen Su looked at the man in white with the sword in surprise, and the latter's eyes burned in the night.

Blazing and mad.

Chen Su fell to the ground with a heavy bow, his forehead hit the stone, and blood flowed out, but the bloody breath aroused his strange ecstasy.

"Minister, meet the lord! Long live the sovereign, long live, long live! ”

The night is thick, devouring people's hearts, devouring people's souls, and the grievances are hard to break.

The next day, the spring light of April sprinkled Shengjing, and Xue Gaoyan stepped on this road of morning glow and walked into the Liao Gorge in the depths of Yushan.

Squatters, houses also. This canyon in the depths of the Jade Mountain, because of the steep terrain, easy to enter and difficult to exit, is like a house that traps all things, so it is named Liao Gorge.

So Xue Gaoyan folded two wild pears, wiped them on the cloth clothes, stuffed one into his mouth, and handed the other to the man in front of him: "Everything in this Liaoxia is good, but it's too isolated from the world, and my brother is used to living there?" I don't think about women at night. ”

The man took the pear and said angrily: "...... He is the same age as the head of the line. Adults don't have to call me brother, if you let the brothers listen to it, it will damage the majesty of adults. ”

Xue Gaoyan laughed loudly, his lips were deflated, and the pear kernel was spit out like a cannonball, and he deliberately vomited high, hitting the pear branch above his head, startling a nest of chicks.

"Fun and fun! Look at the birds in this Liaoxia, they are also smarter than Shengjing! Sheng Jing's chicks will only follow the bait into the cage! Do you say yes, Liu Hao! Xue Gaoyan smiled as if he had discovered something unusual.

The man who was called Liu Hao rolled his eyelids, simply pulled Xue Gaoyan over, pulled him to the high platform not far away, looked at the three thousand dead soldiers who were high-spirited and restrained in the audience, and pouted.

"Well, the brothers have heard that they are going to meet the head of the line, so they are waiting here early. What do you say? ”

When Xue Gaoyan, who was dressed in cloth and carrying a silver bow, appeared on the stage, the pupils of the three thousand dead soldiers lit up, the straighter his waist straightened, his expression became more and more awe-inspiring, and his expectant eyes followed the man.

Xue Gaoyan scratched his head, brushed his clothes again, a little uncomfortable, and whispered to Liu Hao: "You are the head of the three thousand dead soldiers, and you are the one who wants to say it." I can't say those nice scenes. ”

Liu Hao sighed: "Although I am in command of three thousand dead soldiers, you are the leader of the entire southern party. I have waited thousands of miles to enter Beijing, ready to start an incident at any time, and now if you don't boost the morale of the subordinates, how can you let the dead soldiers die for you? ”

Xue Gaoyan stiffened slightly. Yes, Deadman. These are all selected from the old department of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and their loyalty and skills are all dead soldiers who were selected from above.

Since he is a dead soldier, he has only one goal in life: to attack the palace of the Zhao family.

It can be said that after three years of layout, training day and night, and now finally going north to wait for the opportunity, half a foot has already stepped into Huangquan Road.

And what could he say? There has always been only encouragement for the soldiers to come back alive, and there has never been an encouragement for them to never return.

Xue Gaoyan suddenly took off the dragon bow and tightened the bowstring, like lightning piercing the dark night, the extremely dangerous but also extremely beautiful silver light, reflecting the faces of the three thousand dead soldiers.

Bang. With the crisp sound of the bow, the feathered arrows galloped away, and in an instant a great eagle fell.

"Lao Tzu shoots a few more, tonight will open meat, set up a banquet, and if you don't get drunk, you won't return!" Xue Gaoyan pulled out the dragon bow again, the feather arrows broke through the sky, the arrows were not missing, and as the birds fell, his laughter also diluted the last trace of fear of life and death in the hearts of the soldiers.

"Attack the Imperial Palace! Revive the Eastern Zhou! The cheers came and went, even if he knew that it was a dead end, he had no regrets.

So that night, hundreds of cauldrons were set up in the camp, cars of fine wine were pulled in, wild fowl meat was boiling in the miso soup, and the bonfire reflected 3,000 slightly drunk smiling faces.

"Something? There's nothing flavorful in the mountains, except for meat, it's still meat, and it's going to go down? Liu Hao pierced a piece of meat with a halberd and handed it to Xue Gaoyan, who was sitting far away from the fire.

Xue Gaoyan didn't answer. Hammered his arm with a bitter expression: "I shot hundreds of birds, and my hands are going to be wasted!" Where is the future, it is my life! ”

Liu Hao shrugged: "I started to let you speak, just to pick up cheap work for you, but you prefer to hunt to comfort everyone, that's what you found yourself." ”

Xue Gaoyan smiled, looking at the smiling faces shining in the firelight, good wine and meat, not drunk and not returning, and a faint sadness appeared in his eyes: "Liu Hao, these good men of my Eastern Zhou Dynasty, how much can they come back on the day of the incident?" ”

"Not a single one can come back. Including me. Liu Hao deserved to be refreshed, as if accepting fate, without any hesitation, "Even if there is a combination of inside and outside that day, it will only be a tough battle to attack the lair of the Zhao thief...... What are you asking for? ”

After a pause, Liu Hao added: "From the moment I joined the dead three years ago, no, four years ago, we have already regarded ourselves as dead. ”

Xue Gaoyan was silent. After April of that year, he went to the south, and he was the one who recruited the dead, and he had no qualifications to ask the question just now.

After walking the "Huangquan Road" for four years, what kind of obsession do you have to have in order to have no regrets in this life.

"Eastern Zhou Taishi Ling, Liu Ying. Xiu the forty-eight history of the Southern Dynasty, creating the Spring and Autumn Period, known as the figure of the historian, the world respects a Liu Gong. Emperor Wai Dynasty, under the order of the emperor, presided over the compilation of the "History of Zhou", which is now also known as the "History of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty". And as the eldest son of Duke Liu, after the famous family of the historian, Liu Hao, why did you lose the pen in your hand again, choose the tip of the knife to lick the blood, and fight for your life? ”

Xue Gaoyan looked at Liu Hao, his eyes flickering in the bonfire.