In the early morning of the next day, Bai Xining stood on the high mountain peak and looked at the flow of Yueshui soup in the distance, she put her hands behind her back and pointed to several higher peaks, "I'm tired of the general, be sure to blow up these high and low, and the falling rocks will lead the water flow here into the dry river, Baiyue City is close at hand." ”

"Whoa."

She looked at the black city in the distance, her eyes were deep, and she quietly turned her head.

General Wei Yong gave an order, and several mountain ranges made a huge explosion at the same time, the flames were everywhere, and the sound of the collapse was like a rumbling thunder, like the wrath of the heavenly prince spread to Baiyue City in the clouds and mist in the distance.

The officers and men there did not know what was happening, but they saw the mountains collapsing in the distance, as if some behemoth had stepped on it. The officers and soldiers were dumbfounded, crowded on the city tower one by one to watch the distance, and the air was dusty, as if they were observing some great sacrifice.

The boulders fell one after another, blocking the river, and the original river water poured into the dry river and rushed towards Baiyue City in the distance, destroying the withering and decaying momentum, flooding a forest, like a huge green python soaring upward. Bai Xining looked at the unstoppable river, and his throat was a little astringent.

"Madame, do you want to turn your back?" Wei Yong asked cautiously.

Although there was no bloody wind and blood, and there were no floating corpses, it was a cruel thing to let Bai Xining witness how the capital city where he lived as a child was destroyed under his own hands.

The wind gently blew the girl's broken hair, but her eyes were extremely determined and resolute, "Isn't it my turn to make this karma?" The flooding of Baiyue is to save Daxia and Beiyang. At this point, no one can do anything. Her voice sounded like rocks crashing into the water.

Wei Yong nodded and retreated, wanting to continue the order.

Bai Xining held his hands behind his back, and his feet poured thousands of miles, galloping endlessly. The gorge walls and reefs are rapidly washed and flooded, flooding the plains, and small waterfalls are formed in the drops.

History has been frozen at this moment, and Bai Xining's idea of flooding Baiyue has also been written into the book of the art of war and passed on forever.

They couldn't understand Bai Xining's state of mind at this time, she was firm and calm, and this scene had evolved countless times in her mind.

She held a Buddhist bead in her hand that Meng Zhao gave her that day, and read the scriptures softly.

The sound melted into the terrifying flow of water, and Baiyue City disappeared in an instant, and the solid city tower was washed into powder in an instant.

While the officers and men were still laughing and questioning, they suddenly turned into a dream.

The lively Baiyue City was instantly flooded with yellow water, people shouted, screamed, adobe houses collapsed, the tall walls of the royal palace were smashed to pieces, the corpses of nobles wearing Yanrong totem court clothes floated on the river, people wanted to run to the high restaurant, but this Baiyue had been razed to the ground. The palace people who were still asleep were forever asleep in the dream.

The crying children, the collapsed houses, the cows and horses struggling and screaming in the water, everything that made Yan Rong have no time to react. They were stunned and unaware of how the waters had submerged the solid valley.

In the palace, wearing a golden silk python robe and holding a spinel jewel in his hand, King Yanrong faced the coming trend, and he lifted his pants in a disgraced manner and wanted to run to the highest rockery pavilion in the palace.

His gray beard and lowered eyebrows all showed how frightened he was. His fingers trembled and picked at the rockery, and the body of the palace maid hit the pillar of the gundam, and a piece of Yin Hong's blood stained the rockery red.

The swollen corpses of the common people poured in from outside the walls of the washed open palace like silkworm chrysalis that had molted their skin. King Yanrong has reigned for decades and has never seen such a tragic scene.

When Beiyang spread the rumor of conquering Baiyue, he just smiled at the corner of his mouth, feeling that it was nonsense. How do you know that this Yue Shui, who gave birth to Yan Rong, can also destroy Yan Rong in one fell swoop. The old monarch's scarlet Yan Rong, his nostrils trembled.

"Your Majesty, what are you going to do now?"

"Your Majesty!"

The ministers sitting on the roofs kept shouting, and none of the ancient books recorded what would happen to the capital after it was flooded.

"Your Majesty, Beiyang will definitely take advantage of the weakness! Make a decision! ”

King Yanrong roared angrily: "A bunch of waste! Quickly withdraw the troops and horses attacking Great Xia, and withdraw for me! The kingdom is gone, what's the use of taking a few cities! "The great cause of painstaking management for decades has been covered by this water, and from then on, the dream of Yan Rong monarch to dominate the Central Plains can be rested. Yan Rong made good use of the strategy of yin damage, sow discord, assassinated and murdered, but he didn't want Beiyang to use a more insidious but very grand strategy to fight back.

The wind and waves, the trend of the war began to change from here.

"The two countries are at war, and the fish in the pond are affected." Bai Xining muttered a sigh, and she shook her head gently.

Everything has settled in their eyes, Yan Rong suffered this catastrophe, and they must move the capital in the future, and Baiyue City has been lonely under the river since then.

The whirlpool sank, and the storm was all over the body.

It was a restless day, and the deep wind blew through the land of Yanrong as usual. Bai Xining only knew at this time that his ruthless appearance was exactly the same as Meng Yining, one shot to drink blood, the other was not bloody, and the essence was the same.

General Wei Yong was already unaware of what had happened after the flooding of Baiyue, and they quickly traveled lightly and took advantage of the short circuit to leave this small city that had only been occupied for one day. The people inside did not dare to poke their heads out in vain when they heard the loud noise, and the Beiyang soldiers who entered the city did not burn and loot like invaders, nor did they take care of any people, and retreated in only one day.

They opened the door and stood outside the tower, looking out into the distance, and the place called the kingdom was already in the ocean, and then they realized what had happened.

In Yan Rong's folk beliefs, only gods can command wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

A citizen suddenly knelt on the ground and shouted, "Tiangong is angry and wants me to be buried with Yan Rong!" Suddenly, everyone panicked, "I said I shouldn't fight, I shouldn't fight, all the men over the age of 16 are fighting to fight, fighting... Iniquity... Heaven is angry! There were sighs one after another, and everyone knelt down and wept as they drank water.

Bai Xining rode on a high-headed horse, taking pictures of the sun, not afraid of the chaos of the world.

There is no wind in the mountains, and the road is long.

On the top of the white clouds, I don't know if any god will see what he has done.

Bai Xining looked into the distance, laughed, and didn't care about the sea of clouds, she swayed on horseback, and rushed to Huiyang in the starry night, she did not return to the palace first, but went to the temple by herself, the Buddha's light was dotted, everything returned to calm, it seemed that everything was not a world affair just now between drunken dreams.

She looked at her palm, and the orange-red candlelight looked like blood on her hand.

She kowtowed three times in the future, and if this sin needs to be paid for, then count it on her own head.