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The last checkpoint in the Northlands, even though it's May, is still covered in snow. [Full text reading. The terrible north wind blew one after another, blowing on people's faces like cold knives.

"Let's go."

Zhao Che smiled at Wei Shuye, even in such a predicament, he was still full of confident brilliance.

Wei Shuye was thin, and when he looked up at Zhao Che, who was still full of confidence, he couldn't help but have doubts for a while.

Yan Xun went crazy to loot grain and grass, and frantically consumed their troops with crowd tactics. Because Zhao Yang did not have much consumption of troops in the battle against Yanbei, he was blinded by lard at this time to attack Zhao Che's rear army, and blocked Zhuge Yue's grain route, causing Zhao Che to fall into a critical situation, losing his troops and losing thirteen provinces in central China.

By the time they had raised their forces to prepare for a counterattack, they were already in a situation of embattlement and could no longer return to the sky.

On that day, Zhao Che stood on the ruins and was silent for a long time, and the battle-hardened prince general put down his sword and turned back to him: "We lost." ”

On that day, all the generals who followed him cried, and even he, the young master of the gate valve who had always been high, shed tears of resentment.

It's not that they don't have the chance of victory, it's not that they don't have the strength to recover, they fight all the way, they fight in a decadent and sluggish land, and they have the determination and courage to die generously anytime and anywhere.

Still, they were defeated.

Not defeated on the battlefield of hostility, but defeated in the conspiracy of the same room.

They have encountered the most formidable enemy in history, but they are also facing the most declining motherland in a century.

The young prince raised his head, and the horse trampled restlessly on its hooves. The passes of the Northland were silvery white, and the heavens and the earth were covered with snow. Out of this pass, it will no longer be the land of Great Xia, the wind and sand are rolling, the vast outside the pass, and there is no longer the banner of Great Xia.

He looked at the sky and said quietly: "The Zhao family will not die, as long as there is a place where the sun rises, there will be descendants of the Zhao family." ”

He rode his horse and whipped up, and thousands of troops and horses followed on the side, and the mountains were thousands of miles, and the snow was like silver.

Zhao Che's fists were like iron, his eyes were like knives, his lips moved slightly, and he said silently but firmly: "I will come back-"

"Your Excellency!" He Xiao suddenly roared, and said with red eyes, "My subordinates don't agree. ”

"Commander He, this is an order." Tang Jingxiong closed it, Chu Qiao was dressed in armor, looked at his most trusted subordinate, and said in a deep voice word by word.

"My lord, you go and escort Emperor Tang out of the city, and let your subordinates stay."

The shouting of killing was at the feet, the thunderous sound of horses' hooves rumbled, and the subordinate troops led by Princess Jing'an were ten times that of them, and thousands of cavalry rushed wildly, charging Tang Jingjing again and again. It's like a flash flood and tsunami, and it's unstoppable.

Chu Qiao said in a cold voice: "Can you do it?" ”

He Xiao frowned, and immediately said loudly: "My subordinates swear to ...... death."

"Even if you die, you can't do it." Chu Qiao said sharply suddenly.

He Xiao's face turned blue when he heard this, and he was about to speak, but he heard Chu Qiao say: "Now that Tang Jing is trapped on all sides, and there is a second-layer blockade of Yan Xun's hundreds of thousands of troops on the periphery, Bian Tang's army has been scared, and no one will help us." There is only one crusading army in the whole country, and all the eyes of the enemy must be on me, as long as I am still on this tower, they will not dare to divide their forces to pursue, and once I leave, they will give up attacking Tang Jing and chase after me with all their might. When the time comes, we will have no city to defend, there is the Yanbei army in front and the Jing'an army in the back, and we will die even worse! ”

How could He Xiao not think of this, he listened with a frown, gritted his teeth, and didn't say a word.

"He Xiao, I beg you, take a few of them and escape. I have been deeply favored by Li Ce in this life, and I can't repay it, and today I can't keep his country, but at least, I can keep his bloodline. ”

He Xiao's expression was desolate, his eyes were fixed on Chu Qiao, and he suddenly spoke: "My lord, let others go, let me stay by your side to protect you." ”

Chu Qiao shook his head and said softly, "Others, I can't believe it." ”

He Xiao looked at Chu Qiao, his gaze as hot as flame lava.

How many years of life and death together, how many years of companionship, they spend more time together than anyone else. And the feelings that once sprouted have gradually deteriorated over time, like blood and milk blending like relatives.

The woman in front of her is strong, brave, kind, and sincere. Of course, she will also be timid, she will also be confused, and she will also fall into his arms and cry fragilely. They are comrades-in-arms, friends, relatives, and she is both his master and his sister.

The blazing fire shone on their faces, and He Xiao suddenly stretched out his hand to hug her, his voice was low, as if chewing blood: "Take care!" ”

"Take care!"

The warrior turned over and jumped on the war horse, and Li Xiuyi shouted to Chu Qiao: "Auntie! Aunt! ”

He Xiao took the child in his arms, never looked at her again, and led a group of elite troops to rush out along the city gate in the south. At the same time, the east and west gates were also wide open, and each army rushed out of the city gate and fought with the enemy in one place.

"Archer prepare!" He Qi shouted, "Let's go!" ”

The vast wasteland was like a hinge machine, mercilessly absorbing the lives of the warriors, spears and sabers glittering with bloodthirsty light, and thousands of horses' hooves rolled through the heavens and the earth like thunderbolts.

Chu Qiao stood on the city tower, watching this fierce battle of death, all the memories flickering in his mind one by one.

She has been a human being in two lives, has done many things, met many people, some things have done right, some things have been wrong, some people have missed, and some people have failed to live up, but no matter what, no matter what the circumstances, she has never betrayed her beliefs.

Life becomes clearer and clearer in this moment. She closed her eyes, and the figures that walked by flashed one by one, the ones she loved, hated, disappointed, and hurt, and finally, condensed into a handsome figure. She stood at the bow of the boat, her clothes were shabby, lightly touched by the cold rain, and she turned her head faintly, her eyes were cold, but with deep affection.

"I love you." She whispered, the wind was so strong that it blew through her sideburns, and the heavens and the earth were blood-red. The surging armor roared in, striking the ancient city gates again and again, making a deafening sound.

She put her hand on her lower abdomen, which was already slightly raised, with the hope of life, which had been supporting her, giving her the courage to stand here, not afraid, not weak, and strong to be a mother.

The road was so far that he couldn't hear it.

She smiled and looked up at the clear sky, "I love you—"

However, I can't be with you after all.

The sky was so blue that her eyes were sour, and a line of tears ran down the corners of her eyes, sinking into her cold helmet and into her thick hair.

She drew her sword, and all the enemy troops rushed in her direction. He Xiao's men and horses had already killed from the flanks, the deafening shouts of killing were like rolling thunder, the red cloud battle flag on a white background was flying overhead, and the bright red color was particularly eye-catching in the rolling yellow sand, like a round of hopeful red sun.

She looked back, her gaze sweeping over the young warriors.

These are the world-famous beauty soldiers, but now it is almost difficult to see the original faces. Over the years, this iron-blooded army has followed her to the north and south, spanning the entire Simon Continent. They followed her, never flinching or timid.

The Battle of Zhenhuang, the Battle of Northwest, the Battle of Chidu, the Battle of Beishuo, the Battle of Qianzhang Lake, the Battle of Huoleiyuan, the Battle of Longyin Pass, the Battle of Tangjing, the Battle of Baizhi Pass, and the Battle of Tiexian River......

For seven years, this army has proved their loyalty to the entire Simon continent with brilliant achievements, regardless of country, regardless of faction, they do not fight for anyone, only for her, for their conscience.

Batch after batch of people fell, but many more struggled to move forward. Even if they don't have a deep affection for the country they are guarding, even if their hometown is thousands of miles away, even if they don't know what fate awaits them. However, a reason is enough, a man's order is enough, and as long as that person stands in front, their loyalty will be like the cold iron under a lake of ice, and they will not waver even if the mountains and rivers collapse and the blood turns to ashes.

There was no uplifting speech, and there was no need to stir up morale, the young woman took off her helmet, her eyes raised like morning stars, she smiled at her soldiers, and then raised her sword.

"Fight for freedom!" Two thousand soldiers shouted their slogans.

There was a dull boom, like thunder hitting the earth, followed by the crazy cheers of countless people.

The gate of Tangjing City, which has stood for thousands of years, finally fell.

Enemies swarmed in like a tidal wave.

The wind blew, and the shouting of killing was close at hand, Chu Qiao Lang said: "You go first, and I will come later." ”

"My lord! The last will be the first step! One of the generals laughed and jumped on horseback, brandished his sword, and shouted, "Fight for freedom!" ”

He raised his saber and stepped forward, and the beautiful soldiers followed him and charged towards the enemy's huge formation, like a baby under a year old challenging a great giant.

"Kill!"

The piercing shouts filled the whole world.

The sunset, the wasteland, the iron horses, the swords are like mountains. The desolate wind blew, and the indomitable warriors raised their sabers and rushed forward towards the rolling torrent.

The entire Tang capital city was shrouded in endless war. A hundred years ago, the Tang Dynasty's Rose Battle Banner once covered all the land on the mainland, the four seas were unified, the territory was vast, and the will of the Tang Dynasty was once the master of this world. However, today, the battlefield is noisy, the armor is broken, the battle flag is withered, the majestic palace is shrouded in layers of gunsmoke, the breath of death engulfs the gorgeous long street, and the ears are filled with the wails of war horses and the cries of the people......

She looked up, and at the end of the west, a bright red sunset slowly set.

Those soldiers who died generously, those who never froze, those men whose names would not appear in the annals of history even if they died, were buried in this vast land, and despite all their might, they could not stop the decline of the empire.

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