"What humanity?" Guan Zhengxing asked in a slow voice.

"Day-long-life-love."

Guo Zichong finished the four words word by word.

Love for a long time, this is an ambiguous word between men and women, but Guo Zichong said it, but with a certain pathos and helplessness, the atmosphere of the whole courtyard seemed a little dark, like the color of the sky.

Guan Zhengxing nodded silently, holding the Wu hook knife, slowly stood up, walked majesticly, and left.

Family affection, sometimes does not need to be related by blood, just like the love of husband and wife, it is integrated into our soul, not just the body.

Because of family affection, Guo Zichong chose to betray the Northern Tang Dynasty and Li Zenan.

In that hazy weather many years ago, he and Guan Zhengxing decided to set up a game many years later, targeting the Northern Tang Dynasty, His Royal Highness the King of Qin, and later the Northern Tang Emperor.

Li Zenan's ruthlessness was lost to family affection.

Many days ago on the night, Guo Zichong and Guan Zhengxing executed that bureau, which began with the end of Guo Zichong's life, and launched a deep revenge against the Tang Dynasty and Li Zenan.

All of Guo Zichong's humiliations will overlap, and then they will be washed away, and all his actions will become clear.

……

……

The banner is waving in the spring breeze, which is the handsome flag of the Southern Wu army, the banner of the Guan family.

It represents the supreme majesty and irresistible momentum.

Guan Zhengxing sat silently on the armored war horse like a hundred thousand mountains that had been indifferent for more than 10,000 years, and his eyes swept directly over Wei Bai and looked in that direction.

There, in the distance, is Chang'an, the imperial palace.

That was his goal, and now, today, he's one step closer to that goal.

Guan Zhengxing's kind of neglect is obvious, but he is as uninhibited as Wei Bai, but he can't give birth to angry emotions at all.

Even if he is the cavalry general of the Northern Xinjiang Army, in front of this big man, he is nothing.

What's more, he felt a sense of despair like the end was coming.

Guan Zhengxing is not dead, which means that the Southern Wu people set up a bureau, which put the 40,000 Dingnan troops into it, once the 40,000 Dingnan troops are crushed, then these people will drive the president straight in, threatening Chang'an, and even the entire Northern Tang Dynasty.

No, the biggest threat now is your own life.

He looked at the young man and swallowed, feeling dry and dry.

"Is my vanishing army ready to intercept you wiped out?"

The young man did not answer, but only hooked the corners of his mouth disdainfully, and did not even look at him anymore.

Wei Bai didn't ask anymore, because he already knew the answer.

Of course, there is an answer to one more question.

"Are you Guan Jianru, Guan Zhengxing's son?" He asked, as if answering himself.

"Everyone thinks that you are in Xuzhou, after Guan Zhengxing faked his death, you still hung a white flag in the city of Xuzhou, it turns out that this is all your bureau, you are not in Xuzhou at all, but in Zhengzhou, between the 50,000 Southern Wu soldiers, disguised for a long time, and with the arrogance of your Guan family, you are not afraid of the unlucky behavior of your father after his fake death, because you are too arrogant, arrogant to the point of not being beaten."

After saying these words, Wei Bai held his breath and stared, and then shook his head uncontrollably.

He finally heard again the sounds of all kinds around the woods, and gradually they were real, but also dreamy.

There is Wu Yin, Wu Yin who suddenly attacked and killed like thunder.

There are also the official dialects of the Northern Tang Dynasty, mixed with various negative situations such as screams, shocks, and roars.

The killing of the Southern Wu people has begun, and the Dingnan army is caught in an ambush in all directions.

He sighed slightly for a rare time and began to sing:

"I'm wearing a military uniform, whistling vicissitudes."

"The sky is slightly bright, you sigh softly......"

His voice was still in the woods three times, and then it came to an abrupt end.

Hot blood spilled out, his throat was cut, and he fell to the ground on his back, and the sound of his own men's anger became more and more blurred in his ears.

With a playful smile, Guan Jianru wiped the Wu hook knife in his hand and said, "I said it, you are not worthy of being my opponent." ”

……

……

At the end of February of the first year of Kaiyuan in the Northern Tang Dynasty, Zhengzhou.

The 40,000 Dingnan Army was completely annihilated.

Before the arrival of the troops intercepting from all over the country, the remaining 30,000 or 40,000 Southern Wu armor soldiers, under the leadership of the Guanjia banner, captured the city of Zhengzhou and began a short rest.

The recuperation period is not too long, and then it will be directed at some of the characters above the clouds.

The people of the Northern Tang Dynasty finally began to despair and fear, especially those ordinary people who were powerless.

Zhengzhou has been lost, Chang'an is getting closer and closer, do you want to move the capital? Or maybe the fish is dead?

None of this is the ending they want.

The total annihilation of the 40,000 Dingnan army and the reduction of the number of troops meant that if the losses of the Northern Tang army at the hands of Guan Zhengxing continued, even if the Zhenwu general Wang Du gained command, it would be useless - no matter how strong his ability was, he would be helpless when faced with a situation where there were no troops available.

And once Chang'an is breached and Li Zenan is killed, then many things that Wang Du did will be meaningless.

This is probably the reason why the Northern Tang people trembled.

All the countries and nations in the world were shocked by the results of the war in Zhengzhou, and the country that started the war, except for the ups and downs of the inner world of many people, everything else seemed to be too calm.

The spring breeze blows the earth, the warmth is deep, and the light golden sunlight pours down, illuminating the beautiful mountains and rivers.

Flowers, mountains, and forests, in this piece of spring, are charming and intoxicating.

That charming land of Nanwu.

With a slight smile on his face, a hint of complexity, and a slight melancholy, Guan Kuo hid the letter paper in his hand into his sleeve.

There are a few lines of graceful Nanwu font on it——

Princess Ben is waiting for you in Yangzhou to see if you look even more silly.

Yes, Ji Ru passed on the news, she should have known about his affairs in Huaiyin for a long time.

Her Royal Highness the little princess, the first beauty of the Southern Wu Dynasty, and the first beauty of the Northern Tang Dynasty, Li Xiyun, rested in Yangzhou, strolling on the bank of the Xiaoqinhuai River, standing on the 24th Bridge looking at the bright moon, spreading out his palms to undertake the spring rain of the Slender West Lake, and enjoying the picturesque Guangling.

The country is picturesque, the beauty is like a flower, she is the person in the painting.

Guan Kuo didn't see those pictures directly, but he thought it should be beautiful.

In the face of such a beautiful picture, it seems that it no longer matters what country rises and falls, and what clouds of war there are.

Indeed, with Ji Ruyi's character, she doesn't care where the Guan family has penetrated into the territory of the Northern Tang Dynasty, because she doesn't belong to that strife world, she has her own world, her world, it's very beautiful.

(End of chapter)