He is really skinny now, I don't know if it's because of hard work, or because of mental injury, maybe it's both.

When Ji Ru was still there, no matter how difficult and difficult it was, he still had the courage and strength to smile, but now that Ji Ru is gone, he seemed to have lost the last thing.

Nowadays, what Da Wu, Jiangshan, it seems that it has become less important, and he still insists on guarding this place because of a sense of responsibility, not possessiveness.

He pointed to the young man in the dragon robe fluttering in the distance, and asked, "Do you think that compared to him, is the emperor's qi far behind?" ”

Guan Yanyue shook her head.

"I'm not going to say anything sycophant, and I guess you don't want to listen to this nonsense until now, but I want to tell you the truth about me - you're better suited to be an emperor than him."

Ji Ruhai seemed to find it interesting: "Why? ”

"Yes, I admit," Guan Yanyue said, "you will definitely not be a male lord, like the first emperor. You may seem mediocre on the surface, and you have not done anything great and shocking, but under your rule, I think the people of Dawu will feel comfortable and happy, and he ......"

Guan Yanyue also pointed at Li Zenan from afar: "Do you think he can bring comfort and happiness to his people?" ”

Listening to his words, Ji Ruhai became a little thoughtful.

Guan Yanyue continued: "Since he ascended the throne, no, before he ascended the throne, in order to obtain the qualification to ascend the throne, he launched a bloody terror in Chang'an, and after that, the Northern Tang Dynasty has never been stable. That's right, he is the belief of the Northern Tang people, he can lead the Northern Tang Dynasty to dominate the world, conquer our Great Wu, Abrupt, and Fearful, as well as many national capitals and nationalities, so that all the Northern Tang people are fanatical, but, in your opinion, is he really for the Northern Tang Dynasty, or just for his own ambitions? ”

"So?" Ji Ruhai asked.

"So you can be a very good emperor, but he can only become an overlord, he will lead his national capital to create one dazzling glory after another, but in the glory, there is bloody pain."

"Pain and pleasure?" Ji Ruhai smiled.

Guan Yanyue nodded: "Pain and happiness." ”

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Guan Yanyue and other people from the Jinguan Second Mansion appeared in this war, but some people such as Jin Xiaoyun and the fifth master of the Jin family have not been heard from until now.

However, the people in Jinling no longer have the energy to think about these things, because the last moment has come.

Jiang Tunshui and the few remaining comrades-in-arms of the same army were grouped into the array of other troops.

How can it be said that there is no clothes, and the son is in the same clothes, such emotions originally gathered in the bone marrow of the soldiers, and now they live and die together, and the other troops do not have any discomfort with their joining, let alone disgust and rejection, but are proud of them and naturally accept them.

The Northern Tang army almost stepped on a mountain of corpses and landed on land.

There are their comrades-in-arms and their enemies, and the course of history is paved with these bones.

The array of Southern Wu faced the array of the Northern Tang Dynasty, and the fight between these two great powers was serious and strict, but it was still bloody.

The remnant sun was blood-red, and the clouds in the distance were stained with blood, hanging in the distant western sky, with a faint sadness.

The large area of beautiful rivers and mountains south of the Yangtze River is quietly spread under this blood-colored sky, like a timeless myth.

This gorgeous and bloody rivers and mountains have made the strong of many eras step on the bones of the weak.

The setting sun adds to the power of the wind from the far northwest, and the coolness is deep.

Jiang Tunshui's sweat was blown by those winds, and it became colder and colder.

He stood on the bank of the huge Yangtze River, looking at the corpses of the Southern Wu and Northern Tang people densely packed on the ground, standing there alone, and he was the only one left in a very large area.

He burst into tears.

Crying with a canister is so tragic.

He is a strong young man, he has rarely cried since he was a child, even if he hit his head and bled out, his father was in a hurry, and his mother shed tears, and he could still laugh.

But today, he cried again for a rare time, crying for this large area of magnificent rivers and mountains and the vast river of history.

He didn't know if the battle was over elsewhere, but it would end sooner or later.

With so many lives lost, there are many, many more, and very precious things.

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More than 500,000 troops of the Northern Tang Dynasty forcibly crossed the Yangtze River and attacked Jinling, and after a battle along the Jinling coast, only more than 100,000 remained.

Southern Wu was defeated, and the remaining 30,000 people retreated to Jinling, ready to make a final resistance.

The river is full of red, and the blood flows like a river.

The dispute between the two countries, such a heavy price, has not been seen in hundreds of years.

Fortunately, the mutinous Northern Xinjiang Army in the past is still firmly guarding the northern land, and the Tuwu people seem to have been severely damaged in that war and are difficult to recover, and they have disappeared completely.

As for Southern Wu, the disaster of the destruction of the country is just around the corner, and the territory of the frontier is no longer so important.

At the head of Jinling City, Ji Ruhai and the characters of Jinguan Erfu stood there, looking at the northern sky from afar, and were silent for a long time.

The magnates of the other mansions, as well as some ministers, have already left Jinling and are missing, which was chartered by Ji Ruhai, and he was ready to accompany him to the funeral of Nanwu, but he didn't think that so many people should be dragged along.

"The last person of the Gusu Zhang family, Miss Zhang, was seriously injured on the bank of the Yangtze River and killed herself when she was facing a siege." Guan Yanyue said lightly.

His tone was so bland, as if something so tragic was as common as eating and sleeping, probably because he was sure that he would soon do the same.

But Jin Caiyan shed tears because she saw that scene with her own eyes.

Sadness appeared on Ji Ruhai's face.

"I know that during the reign of my father, he had been suppressing the Zhang family, until the day he died, I don't know if the Zhang family has a grudge against our Ji family, but I know very well that they love Da Wu and love it deeply."

Emperor Wu has always been afraid of the forces of all parties, that is for the sake of his country, it is difficult to say whether what he is doing is right or wrong, but at the very least, most of the forces that were suppressed by him chose to fight for Great Wu, and were even willing to be destroyed for it.

"Don't the missing people of the Jin family and the Guan family still know what the outcome is?" Ji Ruhai suddenly asked.

He asked many people, including Jin Xiaoyun and Guan Bangyun, and those members of the family who were suppressed by the former Emperor Wu also chose to die for Southern Wu, but after Yangzhou, no one knew whether they were dead or alive.