He said he didn't hate anymore.

But when did he ever really hate?

He looked at Zhou Tu, and for the first time there was confusion in his eyes.

......

......

The army has overwhelmed the border.

What can he do if he doesn't hate?

He couldn't control the remaining Eleventh Route Vassal Kings, and there was no way to get these people to retreat.

It's just a dead game on the field.

But he was unwilling.

He was very unwilling.

That kind of hatred has been pressed in the bottom of my heart for more than ten years, but it has turned into real dust because of an apology.

Only then did he know that what he hated had never been Da Zhou.

He hated the way of the world.

Fei Qing is disloyal.

I don't know.

Only eight words.

He hated the faint king, but he should not have taken his anger on the faint king's people.

He hated Shechen, but he shouldn't transfer his hatred to the entire Great Zhou.

So, what should he do?

Zhou Tu is a good emperor.

But now he's just a stableman.

He took on the attack of the Twelve Roads Vassal King for the sake of the Great Zhou, and he didn't think about retreating at all.

......

Yin Shanhe knelt there.

The tears on his face had gradually dried up.

He stood up and looked back at the brutes.

Rushing to the front was the phoenix tail battalion.

Behind him is the king of the Eleventh Route.

His hand calmly gripped the sword.

Although he had drunk a lot of wine, his mind was clear.

His heart had gradually made a choice between two vague paths.

This choice came from the deepest part of his heart.

Zhou Tu looked at him with a drunken look in his eyes.

He looked at Zhou Tu, and the vicissitudes on his face were like the undulating moonlight.

He looked at the army behind him, looked at Zhou Tu, and then suddenly said, "In fact, the only thing I can mobilize is the Fengwei Battalion, and the rest of the Eleventh Route Vassal Kings will definitely not retreat." ”

Zhou Tu let out a long sigh.

There was no hope in his sigh, and he looked at the vast army, and said in his heart that this might be fate.

Yin Shanhe's hatred was resolved.

But how could the Eleventh Lv. King agree?

So this time it was a dead end.

But Zhou Tu looked at Yin Shanhe's eyes, and he suddenly felt that things were not simple.

He looked at his face and saw that he was old, his hair was gray, his beard was gray, and the wrinkles on his face were deeper in the wind and moonlight.

If he didn't have the armor and war horses on his body, he should be old enough to retire at home.

But it's at such an age.

But he wants to put on a battle and meet each other on this battlefield.

But at this time, Yin Shanhe's gaze suddenly became resolute.

His eyes were littered with corpses, and then his perseverance became guilty.

It's just that this feeling didn't last long, and then the guilt turned into perseverance again.

He suddenly looked at Zhou Tu and said, "You promised me one thing." ”

Zhou Tu looked at him and said with a wry smile, "They are all people who are going to die, what's the use of promising you?"

Yin Shanhe looked at him, and then suddenly said, "What if I have a way to keep you from dying?"

His eyes are very serious, serious and frightening, and only when a person is really determined to do something, there is such a look.

Zhou Tu glared.

Then Yin Shanhe continued, "Not only can I keep you from dying, but I can also keep Ma Weiguan from losing, and I can also protect the people in the city from dying." ”

His voice finally grew louder.

His voice was like iron in the night wind.

Zhou Tu asked in a trembling voice, "What are you going to do?"

Yin Shanhe smiled, "I have an army, the most powerful army in the world. ”

......

Zhou Tu was shocked and said, "Even if your phoenix tail camp is powerful, how can you be the opponent of the Eleventh Road Domain King?"

Yin Shanhe smiled calmly, "At least it can make them seriously injured, so that Ma Weiguan can be saved." ”

Zhou Tu said, "In that case, you are not ......."

Yin Shanhe smiled, "I just repelled them, and then there was nothing more about me." ”

He looked at the corpses in this wasteland, looked at the corpses of these Zhou people, and his eyes lit up with fire.

This is the karmic fire of guilt, a kind of bloody war that has not been seen for more than ten years.

These people died because of him.

What face does he have to live in this world?

There is a vast sorrow between heaven and earth.

The desolate autumn mood hits people through the cold.

Yin Shanhe looked at Zhou Tu and said, "I only beg you, if you can be the emperor again, you want to make the world peaceful, and you want everyone to be beautiful." ”

Zhou Tu smiled bitterly and said, "I shouldn't go back." ”

Yin Shanhe shouted, "Lao Chen's hatred for more than ten years has been put down, I just want you to say a word, and the world will be beautiful!"

Zhou Tu's lips trembled and trembled, and then the tears could not stop falling.

The stars follow the moonlight.

"Old general, I promise you, I will do my best. ”

Yin Shanhe said, "I don't want to do my best. ”

......

Air freezes.

Yin Shanhe didn't have any expression on his face, he just stared at Zhou Tu silently, but he really didn't want to do his best.

Try your best, this promise is too old and illusory.

Zhou Tu's voice was completely drowned out by the wind, and his teeth chattered, not knowing if it was frozen or because of his state of mind.

He bowed his head.

Teether.

Then a sound like a bull's roar finally came out of his mouth hysterically.

"I promise you, I promise you!"

He wept, tears streaming down his face.

He wept bitterly, and there was no pride in his eyes.

He used me.

When he said this, his fingernails were already hard embedded in the flesh of his palm.

Yin Shanhe listened to this shout, accompanied by Zhou Tu's crying, and then he suddenly laughed.

He smiled comfortably and easily.

But at this time, it was as weak as if it had lost its strength.

Only Zhou Tu knew what was hidden behind his laughter.

When he said I, he said that he had fulfilled his promise.

Yin Shanhe turned over and got on the horse, and then hugged his hands and bowed, and it was the general of the Great Zhou Dynasty who saw the emperor.

The wind is bleak.

His voice drifted away in the wind.

How soft is this sound?

Soft as moonlight.

The voice was so sad.

Ten years have passed sadly.

He spoke out at this time, living up to the moonlight, and naturally not living up to the time.

He has been waiting for this sentence for more than ten years, and he has long forgotten how to say it, but now that it comes to his mouth, he still says it naturally.

......

He comforted him, "Your Majesty, don't cry, there is still a road ahead......

He was silent for a moment, then smiled again:

"Yin Shanhe......, the former general of the Great Zhou Dynasty"

"Homecoming......"

The smile on his face, at this time, it was just colder than autumn, and bitterer than autumn.

The west wind finally rises.

Angelica sinensis in the long moon.

......

......

Yue Zhan Mei was in the Tiger Wing Camp.

He was eating moon cakes and admiring the moon.

But at this time, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he felt a little weird.

Because tonight was supposed to be a crushing situation, suddenly there was no movement at this time.

He noticed that the army had stopped.

He sat in a carriage, very comfortable and comfortable.

However, at this moment, he felt that he could no longer be comfortable anyway.

The former army was in disarray.

The Chinese army is in chaos.

In the end, the whole barbarian army was in chaos.

His gaze was incredulous, with disbelief, he couldn't have imagined in any way, he couldn't have imagined how Ma Weiguan could defeat their team in any way.

At this moment, an even more unexpected voice came from the mouth of the former sergeant.

The shouts were in the wind, and they were heard in the air.

"Yin Shanhe has defected!"

"The phoenix tail camp has mutinied!"

......