A short-lived victory is insignificant in a vast and protracted war, but it serves to inspire the soldiers at the center of the pandemic to courage them to continue fighting. Yan Rong's famous tiger and leopard battalion was completely annihilated under Meng Yining's hands, and no one in the court of Great Xia dared to raise any objections.

But Yan Rong will not stand still because he has broken two or three thousand people.

The bloody storm in which Great Xia was located was even more violent than usual, it was like a cursed country, plague and war broke out together, the king collapsed, and the country was troubled internally and externally. The old minister is in a rage, and he only hopes that he can lift up the edifice that is about to collapse.

The city that was once captured by the tiger and leopard battalion was gradually purged by the Yanrong army. Meng Yining sat motionless on the squeaky wooden chair, and said with scarlet eyes: "Blame me, I can't escape the blame for this matter." She held her forehead, and she couldn't straighten up her waist with the heat burning in her head.

Xia Wang Jingchi was silent for a long time, and finally said: "They were going to do the same thing, so why should you take it all on yourself." ”

"It's me, if I hadn't slapped King Yanrong in the face like this, maybe the people in the city would have escaped." Her voice was hoarse, obviously she hadn't slept well for a long time, Meng Yining's hair was a little yellow in the sun, and her face was full of vicissitudes and exhaustion that did not belong to her. Le Yi poured her a glass of warm water, gently stroked her cold back, and said gently, "It's okay." ”

Meng Yining didn't have a tea cup, Huo Ran stood up and frowned, "Why is it okay!" ”

"Yi Ning," Jing Chi called softly, just like when she was still living in the palace, he comforted her and told the girl not to blame herself: "Every time Yan Rong occupies a city, he will inevitably slaughter the city, isn't it like this for the past two hundred years?" Why do you want to take this on yourself? If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have defeated the Tiger and Par Battalion, and the consequences would have been even more dire. What you did happened to kill Yan Rong's sharp spirit. ”

"What's the use of only killing sharp energy!" Meng Yining looked away, frowning, and her emotions were up and down.

"You're tired."

"I was tired, I hurried back, and I saw that there was calm in the court, and I didn't know how to react as when I left." The girl said that she was so disappointed, she was looking forward to more generals, and more generals could stabilize the current situation in Great Xia, but it seemed that no one had stepped forward except for a handful of old ministers.

Meng Yining sighed, "Forget it, forget it." Do you have a letter from my king to say anything? ”

"The lord of Fenghua County will send troops to help."

"How many soldiers?"

"Fifty thousand."

"It's fine." Meng Yining relaxed a little.

After she completely annihilated the Yanrong Tiger and Leopard Battalion, she cut off the heads of the fallen soldiers of Yanrong one by one, and found a few people with bloody hands and sent them to the Yanrong border. It is piled up at the gate of Yanrong like a rockery. Blood flowed through the cracks of the wall tiles, and the hideous and vivid faces were reflected in King Yanrong's mind. The one who thought it was Yan Rong's most elite unit was beaten to the ground.

On that day, Goliza's head hung like a kite at the door of his splendid mansion, swaying in the northwest wind. He resembled an old mouse, with sharp-beaked monkey gills and closed eyes, and his head burned black, but his face could be discerned. The guard wanted to put his head down, but when he pulled it slightly, it was like a ghost, driving a string of fireworks to the sky, bursting in the dark sky, crackling like a festive festival. The common people, who didn't know what was happening, pointed at the clear sky and laughed.

The head fell, and there was a crisp sound of "bang", and everyone gathered around to watch, only to see a small steel pipe rolling out between the heads. The guard picked it up and bumped it lightly, and a small silk silk fell between the palms, and when he unfolded it, there were only five big characters: Bai Qianqian is here.

No one knew who Bai Qianqian was, and this silk silk was handed over to King Yan Rong, and he couldn't remember where the name came from. The divination asked the murderer, only to reveal that it was an old courtier. King Yanrong suddenly remembered the Bai Yan family who had been killed that year, and ordered the official of the chief's household registration to check the books of that year only to find that General Bai Yan's young daughter was Bai Qianqian.

Since that day, the news of the silk silk has spread, and Bai Qianqian's name has shrouded Yan Rong like a nightmare. Where did this girl come from? At the beginning, hundreds of lives from the top and bottom of the Bai family should have died in the heavy snow, where could this little girl be allowed to make waves.

General Bai Yan had great achievements in the war back then, and the people were extremely unjust when he was killed, but now he heard that his youngest daughter was alive, and all kinds of stories came one after another. One spread ten to hundred, some people in Yanrong folk wear that the young daughter of General Bai Yan is a fairy in the world, and when they encounter injustice, they want to draw a knife to take revenge, and some people say that Bai Qianqian was rescued by a wet nurse and grew up in the deep mountains of the world's masters, and the first thing he did when he went down the mountain was to personally kill his father's Gao Lizha with a bloody blade. There are also storytellers who made up stories, saying that Meng Yining was rescued by a master of the Tao and became an immortal, and originally did not care about the world, but in the world of great controversy, he had to lead the troops to calm the chaos and pacify the Quartet in order to end this boundless war, so the little girl drove herself and killed the tiger and leopard camp that invaded Daxia.

Meng Yining didn't know that in the land of Yanrong, which was full of religious colors, hundreds of versions had been born overnight and began to spread widely. It's like a magnificent myth and legend, and overnight, everyone on the streets of Baiyue knows the word Bai Qianqian.

And when I wrote this silk silk at that time, it was nothing more than telling King Yanrong like a war letter that I was back.

Yan Rong is not her home country, it is King Yan Rong who turned his back on her and the entire Bai family because of his own selfish interests.

She will wear the same armor as her father, and step on the hundred passes.

Meng Yining would not have thought that his original unintentional move would change the direction of Yan Rong's country for hundreds of years. An inevitable result slowly takes root here, and history turns in the other direction like a monstrous river here. At this time, the little girl didn't know anything, and the people of Yanrong couldn't imagine where their country would go.

Mountains and rivers