fire

blaze

A fire that was fed by a capital city and its inhabitants!

Uncle Zheng, who was riding on horseback, had his eyes wide open.

If there is no dream,

Maybe Uncle Zheng will think that this is the prince who burned the city in one fell swoop after breaking the Chu capital!

ineffable

Uncle Zheng will ride on a horse and leisurely enjoy this extravagant "bonfire" grand occasion;

If the mood comes,

Want to play Melancholy:

can sigh with emotion: Yan people are torched, poor scorched earth.

Want to play with the mood:

You can take a statue of wine, and drink it in small sips against the light of the fire, to the miserable cries of the city;

Want to play surging,

You can give a speech in front of the officers and soldiers in the army and ignite their passion!

But now,

Zheng Fan didn't have the slightest leisure to do this,

And when he saw the fire,

I just feel empty in my heart.

Two lives, to put it more realistically, because of family reasons, the relationship between Zheng Fan and his father in his previous life has actually been very weak, and his father is not too much like his father, after his own relationship broke down, he often drank heavily, and many times, he may have forgotten that he has a son.

Between father and son, there are no warm memories.

Later, he had a car accident and left, which was actually quite sudden, but first, he was still young at the time, and second, he was ...... It's all of a sudden.

At his father's funeral, there was reluctance and sadness, but more importantly, it was hesitation that he would change from an "approximate" orphan to an "actual" orphan.

Parental affection is often praised and praised in all sorts of great metaphors;

But in fact, whether it is father-son love, mother-son relationship, brotherhood relationship, as long as it is a relationship, it needs to be maintained.

Ordinary people are not Pixiu, and it is impossible to feel the echo from each other's blood face-to-face;

Feelings are not maintained, not operated, to be realistic, father and son, mother and son, brothers and sisters, live like strangers, and there are too many.

But Lao Tian is really good to himself,

You have nothing to say,

sometimes

Zheng Fan himself has a hard time explaining why.

As a bystander, the blind man may be able to analyze Lao Tian's psychology, but the blind man cannot be stupid to study and analyze with his own master.

The relationship between people and people cannot be calculated, and what is not calculated is the real relationship, otherwise it is a mutual use.

It's a muddled account, and a lot of the time, it's beautiful.

"Perhaps, Tian Wujing, he's fine." The Sword Saint spoke, "After all, the skin of the martial artist is thick. ”

The Sword Master is no longer a question of whether the threshold is or not, but when something happens, when the warning signs of the dream echo the reality, he is really a little worried about Zheng Fan.

As for the pair of Tian Wujing,

The sword master doesn't have any sense of pity,

He has ever uttered the most bitter emotion of Nanhou.

However, it is only limited to emotion.

After all, Tian Wujing would not come to his yard every once in a while to eat, Tian Wujing would not bring candy to his stepson, and he would not call his daughter-in-law and sister-in-law very skillfully.

How can people not be separated from each other?

He is a sword saint, not a Confucian saint;

And even if it is a Confucian saint, it should not be worried about Tian Wujing alone, but about the people in this Yingdu City.

Zheng Fan was silent,

Ride forward.

It's just that the speed, it's a little slower.

What should be faced is what must be faced after all.

In my previous life, I dared to end my life early,

There's no reason to live more and more in this life,

also lived up to Lao Tian's many times of chasing ducks to the shelves.

But, Ma Su, I don't want to mention it.

It's better to slow down, better, and slower.

Siniang was beside her, she didn't speak, she knew that the Lord didn't need others to help him share anything now.

"Hoo ......"

Uncle Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

The eye sockets are a little red, and the closer you get to the Yingdu range, the more choking the haze in the air becomes.

But since his family is here, Uncle Zheng is not interested in finding a reason to say that he is smoked.

If it is at this time, you have to hide your emotions and cover your gaffes, this day is inevitably a little too boring.

"Actually, I had this premonition very early on."

Four years ago,

Tian Zhai,

Marquis Jing Nan ordered a group of guards who were eating:

"Chickens and dogs don't stay!"

If it weren't for the fact that he had seen the situation of Jingnanhou and Tian's family getting along during the day, outsiders might think that Dayan Nanhou and his family were not close.

But Zheng Fan can see that the Tian family may have the problems of the Tian family, but the Tian family is really good to Tian Wujing, and Jingnanhou also really likes and enjoys this kind of family atmosphere.

Something that doesn't care,

If it is ruined, it will be ruined;

In this world, the greatest torture is nothing more than letting you destroy the beauty you care about with your own hands.

That sentence:

Without a mirror, please ask your uncle to ascend to the sky.

It's like taking a knife and cutting off your heart one by one, neatly and symmetrically.

And after that,

It's the death of the cuckoo.

Triumph to Shengle City,

When celebrating,

received the news of his wife's death,

Hou Ye turned white overnight.

That time,

For the first time, Hou Ye said the word "Jing Nan".

But he can't be opposed, he can't really be opposed, and some things can't even be investigated, and he doesn't dare to investigate.

For Dayan,

For the sake of the great cause,

For the sake of ideals,

He has destroyed himself,

If you repeat it yourself,

What is the significance of the death of the relatives who were personally ordered to be slaughtered by himself before?

This is a road of no return that is destined to have no back, and when you go up, you can't get down.

I heard the blind man say that that night, Hou Ye went to see Tiantian.

Father and son met, maybe just that time.

The blind man said that Tian Wujing did not see his son, except for those speculations about the reason of Prime Minister Linlin, in fact, the biggest reason was probably that as a father, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself.

"Swear, this black dragon banner must always be in your hands."

There are too many, too many obvious foreshadowings;

flag, I don't know how many poles have been erected for a long time.

Sometimes, Zheng Fan can only pretend not to understand.

You can't even persuade or consol;

Put yourself in their shoes, empathize,

If you're in that position,

Probably what you want to do most is to die quickly and get rid of it.

But Zheng Fan really doesn't want Lao Tian to die,

He was used to the figure appearing in front of him.

There is a sentence that Zheng Fan has never told others.

He doesn't like to bow, he doesn't like to kneel, he kneels to others, so that he won't kneel in the future;

But every time I saluted Lao Tian, I really didn't resist at all.

Then

The two knights outflanked them, and they were the sentinels on the periphery of the Jingnan Army.

However, the misunderstanding did not happen, first of all, the armor on these personal guards that Zheng Fan brought was obviously the Yan military system, and secondly, one of the lieutenants in front of the fight directly recognized Uncle Hirano.

"See Uncle Hirano!"

"I've seen Uncle!"

"I've seen Uncle!"

Zheng Fan took a deep breath and asked:

"Where is the prince?"

The lieutenant had a look of anxiety on his face,

Road:

"Back to the uncle's words, the prince led the army into Yingdu earlier, and when the lowly team came out, the prince ...... The prince hasn't come out yet, and now, the prince should be out of the city now. ”

Zheng Fan didn't say anything else and rode forward.

The fire in Yingdu can't be burned for a while, and even for a few days it is normal, the closer he gets to the city wall, the more Zheng Fan can feel a sense of anxiety from those soldiers who salute him.

This is a kind of anxiety of the whole army, which means one thing, that is, the prince has not come out of the city yet.

If it's just a fire in the city, the big guys don't believe that this kind of fire will pose any threat to their prince, but the problem is that most of the knights of the Jingnan Army who followed the prince's process have already left the city.

They came out early, and apart from the casualties from the previous fight, the fire did not cause much damage to them.

After Uncle Zheng dismounted, he immediately called a general who had previously followed King Jingnan into the city.

Zheng Fan listened to the general's narration as he walked towards the north gate,

All the experiences of King Jingnan from entering the city to the appearance of Huofeng were finally known by Zheng Fan.

The Sword Saint, who had been accompanying Zheng Fan, spoke;

"So, Tian Wujing guessed that there would be a fire in the city, so he didn't let the army enter the city?"

In the face of the enemy's capital, but did not let the army under his command enter the city, this is really unreasonable.

After all, King Jingnan would not do anything to show favor to the Chu people and then use the Chu land to establish himself as a king, and he didn't need to be gentle with the Chu people.

When a country is defeated, its capital is bound to be poisoned unless it is a dignified surrender.

The peaceful sons of the generations who lived at the feet of the Son of Heaven in their early years often spit out their profits when the dynasty collapsed.

Siniang replied to the Sword Saint:

"Since the regent of the Chu State is not in the capital, and the main force of the forbidden army of the royal family of the Chu State is not here, it must mean that there are strange things in the city, and it is right not to let the army enter the city at this time."

Once the main force of the army enters the city, under the fire, how many Yan soldiers will be burned to death and smoked to death?

If it is killed in battle, then it is enough, after all, the Great Yan Iron Cavalry, whoever wants to gnaw them down, he will have to shed his skin first.

But being burned to death by fire like this is definitely a huge loss.

The general immediately said:

"After the fire phoenix appeared, the prince ordered us to evacuate from the city, if it is a little later, or when the fire is completely up, these brothers will be lucky to be able to break out alive and half of them."

"What about the prince, he hasn't left?"

"If you go back to your uncle, no, there are already brothers who have gone in to find the prince, but they haven't come out."

In this case, when they first went out of the city, it was because the Jingnan army was accustomed to obeying any military orders of their own prince, and when the fire suddenly rose, the soldiers were concerned about their own prince, and they would inevitably send people in to check.

The Sword Saint spoke: "If this fire is caused by the Spirit of the Fire Phoenix, then the Imperial City, as the core of the formation, must be the place where the fire is heaviest.

Moreover, Tian Wujing will not leave, the purpose of his coming here is to trample on the dignity and pride of the Chu people, and the second is to destroy the capital.

Both of the things he needed, he needed to stay. ”

"Then there is still hope for King Jingnan?" Siniang asked instead of Zheng Fan.

The Sword Saint shook his head and said, "This is the Great Array, this is the Blood Sacrifice, under the Blood Sacrifice of this scale, only God knows how strong that Fire Phoenix will be in a short period of time." ”

Siniang made a look.

The Sword Master shook his head and said:

"Depend on your fate."

The implication is that Tian Wujing wants to escape, and he will definitely be able to escape in advance.

A fiery phoenix,

Sounds strange,

But after all, it wasn't a real fire phoenix, just a spirit.

moreover

Even if it's a real fire phoenix, what's wrong?

If those so-called "divine beasts" were really so invincible in the world back then, how could they be recorded in the historical materials as the mounts of Yanhou Chuhou?

They are all mounts and domesticated, which means they are not as invincible as the processing legends suggest.

But if Tian Wujing doesn't want to go, he will take the initiative to force the Spirit of the Fire Phoenix to open this big array and fight to break the net......

Juggernaut is not a martial artist,

It was difficult for him to put himself in the shoes of a third-grade peak martial artist in that situation.

Well

He probably ...... It is certain to die.

Because the flesh of a swordsman cannot be compared with a martial artist.

Uncle Zheng didn't speak, but he listened to the words of the Sword Saint.

Raise your head,

Even through the city wall, you can still see the bright red of the canopy above.

"Get out of the way!"

The Yan soldiers in front hesitated and retreated, occupying the position of the city gate.

The brutal side of the battlefield was revealed at this time, because when the fire broke out in the city, a large number of people wanted to flee the city.

Previously, the Yan army suddenly killed, and the city was the safest place in the heart of the big guy, but when the fire in the city suddenly broke out in an incredible way, the big guy began to panic and wanted to come out again.

But the Yan army guarded here, blocked the city gate with arrows and military formations.

This is naturally impossible to defend everyone from coming out, because Yingdu is very large, and some strong people or a few rich and noble families can use their own masters to help them climb over the city wall, and then evade the patrol knights of the Yan army on the periphery and escape.

However, there are not many people who can be brought, compared to the dense population of large households or large families, only a few cores can go out, and if there are too many people, they will inevitably be discovered.

Uncle Zheng took the initiative to enter the city gate, the part of the city gate, to be precise, the city burned very badly, but that was also because of the rapid spread of the fire, and the city wall was a relatively empty area in comparison.

Even if the stargazing tower is burning with the feeling of a torch, most of the areas under the city walls are still relatively safe, but the smoke and dust are larger, but not to the point of unbearable.

Therefore, when Zheng Fan came in, he saw that the corners of the wall were densely packed with Chu people who dragged their families.

They can't get out of the city, so they can only snuggle up here.

The country is ruined, and today, the people of Yingdu are deeply aware of it.

In this crowd of Wuyang and Wuyang, there must be the defeated army of the Chu people and the great nobles hiding among them.

Because the imperial city is the place where the fire burns the most, the fire is the most serious in the center and spreads to all sides, and there is often a gathering place for the mansions of dignitaries.

Uncle Zheng had already seen many people with black faces, but in fact, wearing brocade clothes, huddled in the crowd and shivering.

There are still many children crying, and there are also women holding children.

In other words,

Uncle Zheng will probably be open to these children, and when he was stationed at the Snow Customs, he also tried his best to accommodate the Jin people.

But now,

Uncle Zheng didn't have that interest, nor did he have that mood.

The child was infected by the emotions of adults, and the cries came and went, which made Uncle Zheng feel extremely manic at this time, and he even wanted to pull out the brute knife and kill it first!

Juggernaut sighed,

Road:

"Well, I'll go up to the stargazing tower and have a look."

The Stargazing Tower is the highest point of Yingdu, although it is still burning, but because it is too high and too big, so there is really a burn, and the Sword Saint plans to risk going up at this time, thinking if he can condescend to see the situation inside.

Juggernaut fled.

Uncle Zheng continued to numbly move forward for a distance,

The fire has spread to the houses on both sides of the avenue here, and in front, a group of people escaped, wearing Chu standard armor.

There are many private soldiers in the Chu State, and there are also many armor styles.

Thinking about it, they went in to rescue the characters who needed protection, and they were also a little stumbling at this time.

As they passed by Uncle Zheng,

Uncle Zheng drew his brute knife,

He slashed directly at several Chu guards in front of him.

These guards had already been dazed by the fire and smoke, and their bodies were exhausted, how could they be Uncle Zheng's opponents, and they were all slashed to the ground by Uncle Zheng soon.

The nobleman of the Chu State, who was a little chubby and still holding a wet handkerchief in his mouth, immediately knelt down in front of Uncle Zheng:

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm ........."

"Poof!"

Uncle Zheng's brute knife stabbed directly into it from the back of his neck.

Uncle Dayan Pingye is no longer interested in catching any big fish.

Too lazy to pull out the knife,

Uncle Zheng kicked over the corpse of this noble man,

Then he sat directly on his corpse.

His right hand rests on his forehead,

Uncle Zheng smiled:

"It's boring, Siniang, it's really boring, in fact, I should have thought of this day, the blind man said to me more than once in a joking tone, saying that Lao Tian is not dead, it will be difficult for us to show our fists.

But I never thought he'd leave so suddenly.

I thought I was ready, I would take every day well, and I would let Lao Tian go with peace of mind, right, doesn't Lao Tian value my sincerity?

That's all the money for milk powder, isn't it?

But fuck, why? ”

"Lord, mourn."

"It's not a festival of mourning, if he dies, he is looking for death by himself, he doesn't want to live anymore, he goes to find relief!"

Zheng Fan suddenly shouted:

"This is joy and sorrow, joy and mourning, he can finally stop suffering, he doesn't have to endure his inner torment anymore, he finally realizes his exile, and I die on the battlefield.

Lo and behold,

You see

A Yingdu,

bury bones for him,

Most of the people of the imperial city were martyred for him.

In this world,

Where else could you find a more suitable tomb for him than here?

What a treasure of feng shui,

Lao Tian doesn't care, and he can't look down on it.

He's right here,

Maybe

He's already thought about it,

When I took a boat south from Wangjiang,

No

It should have been earlier,

He may have already calculated it when he first started Vachu.

He wants to die,

But he has to continue to live, supporting all this to help Dayan expand his territory and cut off strong enemies.

Right now

He felt like he could take the burden off.

You see

The imperial city of Chu was burned, and in a few days, it became a white land!

How this war ends, it actually depends on Yan Jun's own meaning, the ending is very different, if you don't want to fight, let's just withdraw.

So

He thought it was okay,

Yan Guomen valve was leveled by him,

The kingdom of Jin was destroyed by him,

The wild man was driven by him,

The state of Chu was greatly injured by him,

Qianguo, the mud can't support the wall.

He felt that he had done what he could, that he could finally let go and leave. ”

Zheng Fan laughed as he spoke,

"Should I hire another juggling team and let them set up a field here for a few days to celebrate?"

Siniang didn't speak, just looked at her master silently.

"He's finally free, yes, finally free."

Uncle Zheng wiped his face vigorously with both hands,

Some choked up;

"But I'm still reluctant, really reluctant, still reluctant!"

He lived a miserable life,

He deserves to be liberated;

But emotionally, Zheng Fan still couldn't accept the reality that Tian Wujing passed away like this.

"Lord, let us look forward."

Seeing that the lord's emotions were almost vented, Siniang finally spoke:

"Yan Guo owes the prince, let's take it back for him every day, the prince himself can't avenge the revenge, let's help him avenge; In the history books, whoever dares to write nonsense has to see if those historians have the courage.

We have a lot more to do. ”

Simple comfort is useless, you have to remind him what else you can do.

If you have something to do, you don't have much energy to think about it.

Uncle Zheng wiped his tears,

Take a deep breath,

And then

Shouted loudly at the sea of fire in front of him:

"Tian Wujing, you wretched, you useless thing!

Damn it

You go to die,

It's good to be dead,

Dead clean,

When you die, the world will be clean, go and die!!!!!! ”

The roar is over,

A lot of comfort,

The only regret is that

Didn't use too many iconic expletives.

Sometimes, scolding that kind of swear words is more convenient to vent emotions, but Uncle Zheng still deliberately accepted it, not because he didn't dare, but because he didn't want to.

Zheng Fan grabbed his hair vigorously with both hands,

Road:

"Siniang."

"Well, Lord, you say."

"Lao Tian is dead."

"Yes, Lord."

"Lao Tian is really dead."

"Yes, Lord."

"Lao Tian, he's dead."

"Yes."

Zheng Fan turned his face sideways and looked at Siniang, under the firelight, Siniang's face was flushed, and Zheng Fan's face also showed a morbid disobedience.

Siniang knows that this is the sequelae of violent mood swings.

"It's good, it's really good, no one can take care of us, we can farm generously, we can preserve our strength generously, and we can pull people's heads generously.

Don't worry, if something out of the ordinary is done, someone will come and take off my head on a Pixiu.

What a bullshit swallow,

What bullshit for the big picture,

later

Don't fuck anyone anymore and want Lao Tzu to die for him!

Because

The only person who can make Lao Tzu willing to die is dead, he is gone!

From now on, I will only live for myself and live happily for myself. ”

The world believes that it is the King of Jingnan who has been promoting Uncle Hirano;

But in fact, in this world, only King Jingnan can let Uncle Hirano do things sincerely.

Don't care about personal gains and losses, don't care about family gains and losses, and evenlet Uncle Zheng, who has always spared his life, take risks again and again.

Zheng Fan stood up,

With his back to the burning house,

Looking at Siniang,

Behind him, the fire was bright,

But its front is extremely gloomy,

Uncle Zheng stretched out his hand,

Pointing to the sky,

Word by word:

"In the future, no one can hold Lao Tzu, believe me, today's events will soon spread out, and many people will be happy, happy that Tian Wujing is dead.

But Lao Tzu will make them understand,

understands that he has no mirror,

Compared to us,

How benevolent and benevolent!

He has no mirror, he is a waste, this dare not and that dare, the one who hesitates and this hesitates, sorry for his family, sorry for his wife, sorry for his son;

Lao Tzu won't,

After Lao Tzu,

Definitely not like Tian Wujing's waste,

obviously has such a great ability, but he has made himself the most bitter idiot in the world. ”

"Oh, really?"