In the vast night, the Grand Canyon outside the Yanmen Pass was extraordinarily deep, like a giant beast devouring people. In the vastness, the occasional mournful and short chirping of the falcon added to the terrifying atmosphere.

It is also known as the Straitsman.

The darkness of the night is the best protection, and no one knows what the Straits are like or where the danger lies.

Wei Yufei stared at the camp of the Beirong people in the distance, sparking a little bit. A bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes, tonight, this will be the burial place of 100,000 Beijung.

"Da-da-"

I don't know how long I waited, but the sound of the wind gradually subsided, the sound of horses' hooves, and the tremors from the ground were particularly clear.

"It's finally here......"

A cold smile appeared on Wei Yufei's face, and he quietly gave orders.

"Ready!"

In the distance, rushing towards the Tianxia is an extremely eye-catching team, about a thousand people, in the night, like a star, it is difficult not to be seen.

And behind them was chasing a huge army, with a huge momentum, tens of thousands.

Chasing thousands of people with tens of thousands of people is not realistic at all, and the storyteller does not dare to say so. But tonight there was this incredible scene.

Success or failure, this is a war destined to go down in history.

"Khan! The Great Zhou people have entered the Desperate Gorge! ”

The Beirong people call Tianxia the Desperate Gorge, because I don't know how many Beirong Erlang are buried here.

Faced with this Jedi, someone retreated.

"Keep chasing!"

After years of victory, Beirong Khan did not take the danger here into account at all, and the hasty escape of Li Fuxian and Baili Rongxi made his heart swell a lot, and his vigilance had been reduced to the minimum, and he didn't expect that there would be an ambush in Tianxia at all.

The reason why he is so careless is that the temptation is too great, so big that he is willing to take risks, the two Dinghai Divine Needles in the Great Zhou, if they are killed this time, the Great Zhou world is their grassland people!

"Yes!"

"Kill!"

Biting the deserters fleeing from the Great Zhou, the huge army of the Beirong people entered the Tianxia Gorge one by one. And Li Fuxian's team just happened to be out of Tianxia.

The timing was exactly right.

A firework is raised at the exit.

This is the moment!

"Fried!"

The explosion occurred almost simultaneously, and the mountain roared, and the huge rocks rolled down, running over the Beirong people in the canyon as easily as crushing the ants.

"No!"

The screams were incessant, and the smell of blood soon filled the air, disgusting.

Tens of thousands of people were killed, Wei Yufei's eyelids didn't tremble, and her beautiful face was full of indifference.

This night, a carnival of killing.

Li Fuxian is not a murderous person, and neither is Baili Rongxi. But tonight they all became executioners, and their lives died in their calculations.

The light of the torch shone on the overly ornate armor on his body, shining with a cold and brilliant light. Just like his current expression, he is as cold as water.

The Great Zhou ambushed the soldiers who met them here, bending over and vomiting one after another, not everyone could stand thousands of people dying in front of their eyes, and in such an extremely tragic way. Even if these people are the enemies who invaded the Great Zhou, they are still living human lives, and they can't ignore these lives.

"Da Da Da-"

Wei Yufei successfully completed the task and rode back here. He dismounted neatly and said to Li Weixian: "General Yu, the last general has successfully completed the task!" ”

"Well, hard work."

Li Fuxian's words were pitiful, and even his face was frosty.

And the other soldiers, when they saw Wei Yufei, their faces turned white, and their eyes were full of fear and fear for him.

In the blink of an eye, the Beirong people were wiped out. The one whose face does not change color is only Wei Yufei.

After a while, another firework rose in the far sky, and the location was the Qi River.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the sound of horses' hooves to reach his ears, and one person also arrived in front of him, it was Gu Hai.

"General, the last general's mission is complete. Successfully ambushed the people of Beirong. ”

"Well, hard work."

Just then, the third firework went off.

"We won!"

Baili Rongxi walked to Li Fuxian's side and looked up in the direction of the fireworks, which was Yanmen Pass.

"Win."

They won.

This battle was won!

It was approaching dawn, the fog was taking over the firmament, and the morning sun was about to rise in the east.

"Back to the city!"

Li Fuxian turned over and got on the horse, glanced back at Tianxia, who could no longer see his true face, and showed a cruel smile on his face, and said, "Go back to the city!" ”

Becoming a king and defeating a coward has only been a matter since ancient times.

"Yes!"

The war will eventually pass, and peace will come. The prosperity is just around the corner.

The news of the victory spread back to Jingzhong as quickly as possible, along with the news of Beirong's suing for peace and the triumph of King Rui. Naturally, a few families are happy and a few are sad.

In the Liangyi Hall of the Imperial City, Emperor Li Yaoshen, who received the good news, was overjoyed and said hello repeatedly.

"Good, good!"

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty! God bless the Great Week! ”

If Yu Cheng pats his ass, he doesn't want to jump out like money, and his old face is going to laugh and spend. There were only two of them in the temple on the right and left, and no one saw them.

"Less sycophants."

The emperor scolded with a smile: "Prepare an edict to welcome the return of the army." ”

"Yes!"

Yu Cheng diligently served the pen and ink, and King Rui returned victoriously, which is a great joy! The day when the emperor waited was not far off.

"How's the fourth child doing?"

Before mentioning the pen, the emperor suddenly remembered Li Guichen and asked casually. It's been a few months since the last time he picked up the plane and knocked Li Guichen, and he is much more honest.

"The four princes will go to the palace of the concubine Niangniang every other day, or they will recite poems in the mansion."

He was so honest that even Yu Cheng felt a little unconvinced.

What Zhao Guifei and Li Guichen are planning, a fool can see it. But this time, the emperor who has always favored them beat them hard, but he didn't expect them to be able to hold it down, and Yu Cheng's evaluation of them was a few points higher in his heart.

As the whetstone of King Rui, they are becoming more and more qualified.

Yu Cheng became more and more respectful, as the henchman of the one sitting on the dragon chair now, others didn't know, but he understood that Li Yaoshen had only one prince who he had always wanted, and that was His Royal Highness King Rui, who everyone didn't expect.

Maybe Li Fuxian didn't even think of it.

Heavy literature and light martial arts?

Fake.

If you don't have military power, how can you sit on this dragon chair. As for those sour Confucians in the court, they will only care about it, even if they all support Li Guichen, it will be useless. Moreover, today's court is controlled by the big families, and the common people have no chance of coming out at all.

Li Fuxian's future good generals and virtuous ministers will definitely not come from these people. The imperial court's system of electing officials should have been changed a long time ago.

"How is Princess Rui?"

Hearing the emperor ask again, Yu Cheng hurriedly replied: "The princess Niangniang's morning sickness symptoms have been reduced a lot recently, and the mother and son are fine." ”

"Take care of it."

"Yes."

The Rui princess Wei Yuxiao, who they were talking about, also received a "letter from home" at this moment.

"My wife is Zhenzhen, Zhan Xinjia. After a few months of parting, I ......"

It's early August, and it's autumn.

Wei Yuxiao has been pregnant for more than four months, and her clothes can no longer cover her gradually bulging abdomen. A few days ago, the child in her belly was making a lot of noise, but she had reduced it a lot, but fortunately, Rue Xiang and others took care of it, and her complexion looked good.

“…… Half a month at most, angelica. Zhenzhen, wait for me to come back. ”

Wei Yuxiao took the letter paper, flipped through it and looked at it over and over again, before he dared to believe that Li Fuxian had won the battle and returned to the dynasty!

"Rue, he ...... It's coming back! ”

Today, Wei Yuxiao wore a goose-yellow dress embroidered with entwined lotus, only combed the simplest single bun, and a step was swayed obliquely inserted between the ebony-like hair, without powder, refreshing and refreshing. Maybe she was pregnant, Wei Yuxiao's already soft eyebrows added a little softness. Delicate and soft, as gentle as water.

"Yes,! The prince is coming back! ”

Although Wei Yuxiao has the intention of leaving, and even has made plans, she can see all the worries about Li Fuxian every day.

The word love is really harmful.

Wei Yuxiao couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, he was happy, and the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. The slender hand caressed the bulging abdomen, as if feeling the joy of the child in the womb. Li Fuxian returned safely, and he was also very happy.

"Ruxiang, the whole house will reward you for three months, and you will take it from my private treasury."

"Yes, sissy."

Rue Xiang's eyebrows and eyes are crooked, this big happy event should be celebrated by the family. Not today, the news of the great victory in the northwest will spread all over the capital.

"By the way, by the way, I will ask Fifth Master Wen to come over to talk about it."

"Yes."

In the palace of the four princes, the sound of the piano in the light rain building was melodious, Li Guichen dropped his brush, and a picture of the country and mountains had been painted.

"Master, Lord Jiang is here."

The attendant knocked on the door, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

"Come in."

Li Guichen didn't raise his head, he went straight to clean his hands in the clean basin, Jiang Qianqi had already pushed the door in, and the sound of the piano behind the screen sounded again.

"Why are you here?"

"Excuse me?"

Jiang Qianqi asked rhetorically, with a smile on his face, looking like a prodigal. The cyan spike is still the same.

The answer to him was the oncoming Jinpa, Jiang Qianqi's footsteps were wrong, and he easily dodged the "hidden weapon", so he didn't hurry or said slowly: "Is it annoyed and embarrassed?" ”

"Don't ask for your tongue anymore."

Li Guichen glanced at him coldly, and said impatiently: "What's the matter?" ”

"Northwest victory."

Jiang Qianqi smiled, stared at Li Guichen and said, "He's coming back." ”

"Zheng—"

The strings snapped, and the room fell silent. After a long time, Li Guichen whispered, "Is it ......?"

He's finally back.

Some things have to wait until Li Fuxian comes back to be interesting.

In order to welcome Li Fuxian back to the court, he carefully prepared a lot of gifts for him, and I hope he can bear this big gift.

Li Guichen never got what he wanted.

He remembered the grievances with Li Fuxian. The emperor's mind, so what.

In this world, it will only be his.