"Your Majesty, the army will arrive in the city soon, what should we do?" Lin Feng looked at Duan Yixuan.

Duan Yixuan pondered for a moment, "Take 10,000 people to the city wall with me, and the rest stay in the city." ”

Half an hour later.

The sky was cloudy, the wind was blowing on the plains, and the flags were "rattling".

Duan Yixuan stood at the head of the city, his hands on the city wall, the battle robe behind him was blown up, burning like a black flame, his expression was solemn, and his phoenix eyes were dull.

The archers were on standby, guarding every corner, waiting for the first order to wind up their arrows.

Unlike every time they played against Zhong Liyun, this time, they also brought a little nervousness and apprehension.

What they are afraid of is not only Feng Lingye's boldness and courage, but also the mysterious weapon called gunpowder in her hand, this formula, only she knows, is now brought to the Ming Kingdom, powerful, even if they have a million troops, it is not enough for her to bomb a few gunpowder bags.

This time Duan Junmo did not participate in the war, and Feng Lingye is not from Dali, although he once had feelings, but after all, the two countries have a deep feud in the sea of blood, and he will never show mercy when he comes out to fight this time.

Duan Yixuan was thinking in his heart, but this was not the case.

He was filled with nothing but despair and grief.

The words she had said kept echoing in my head.

"Don't call me Ling'er anymore! Yi Guiren is dead, and your Ling'er is also dead. ”

"Now things are people, and I am no longer the same person I used to be."

"From now on, I will no longer have anything to do with you, you should not be entangled anymore, hurt yourself and hurt me."

......

Is his Ling'er really dead?

If his spirit is dead, then what is the point of him living?

The wind blew red his eyes, wiping away a flash of wetness.

He couldn't take her with him......

Feng Lingye has really left him.

In the midst of lightning and thunder, 30,000 troops slowly appeared in sight, they were like a steel knife, every step they took, they stabbed an inch into his heart.

Seeing that he had reached the range where he could attack, Lin Feng looked at Duan Yixuan, who was unmoved, "Your Majesty, do you want to release arrows?" ”

Duan Yixuan did not respond.

The figure became clearer and clearer, until all the people in the city saw clearly that the leading general was Feng Lingye, and they all clenched their weapons and waited for the order.

In the howling wind, she wore a red battle robe, sat straight on her horse, and led the team forward in an orderly manner.

"Your Majesty! If they don't attack again, they will enter the city! Several lieutenants couldn't help but be anxious.

Duan Yixuan still didn't react.

He just leaned forward slightly, looking at Feng Lingye's sassy and heroic posture below, and the corners of his thin lips hooked up a touch of self-mockery.

Lin Feng knew that he couldn't bear it, so he sighed imperceptibly, and then turned to several lieutenant generals, "Even if we enter the city, the 30,000 army is not the opponent of our million-strong army." ”

"But......" The deputy general looked at Feng Lingye, who had a calm and confident face, and sweated in his heart.

In less than a stick of incense, Feng Lingye's army had already approached the city gate, close to Duan Yixuan.

Through the high city walls, he looked down on her condescendingly, his eyebrows and eyes were deep, and he couldn't see his emotions clearly, "What do you want to do?" ”

She looked at him from afar, "Take back the city for the Ming Kingdom." ”

"Just 30,000 of you?" Duan Yixuan glanced lightly at the army behind her.

She shook her head slowly, her tone calm and domineering, "I'm alone." ”

Duan Yixuan's fingers tightened, "Why?" ”

"I have no country, no home, my only relatives are in Daming, her country is my country, her home is my home." She looked as cold as a stranger.

He hooked the corners of his lips, but found that he couldn't laugh at all, and his voice was hoarse, "You go back with me, you want the country, I will give you the country, if you want a home, I will give you a home, these cities, I can return them all to Daming." ”

"I'm a Ming now, not a prisoner of your Xia Kingdom." Feng Lingye raised his eyes and ruthlessly dismissed his good intentions.

"Okay," he clenched his fists, his eyes slightly red, "then I'll make you a Dali person now!" ”

Raise your hand.

As soon as the archers, who had been waiting for a long time, let go, ten thousand arrows were fired.

Feng Lingye waved her hand, and the Ming soldiers immediately raised their shields above their heads to defend, but she didn't move herself, allowing the arrows to pass through her side, cutting her clothes and scratching her skin.

"Stop! Stop! ”

At the head of the city, Duan Yixuan almost roared and shouted to stop all the archers, his eyes scarlet as he stared at Feng Lingye who was dying below.

He didn't care about her, so he had to suppress his anger and grief, and cursed her fiercely, "Feng Lingye, you are a poisonous snake that can't be hot, you have no heart!" ”

Feng Lingye looked at him coldly, and when he heard the words, he gently wiped the blood stains off his cheeks, "It's because you don't know that it's hard to survive and you can't understand people's hearts." ”

Duan Yixuan's heart was like a knife, and he turned sharply to the archer, "The target is the army, continue to release arrows!" ”

In an instant, the black-pressed arrow dodged the front and slammed into the rear.

At this time, Feng Lingye took the siege pillar and personally went into battle to smash the door, and there were loud noises one after another, and every time it smashed into his heart.

The adjutant general looked at the city gate that was about to be breached, and raised his eyebrows, "Your Majesty, do you want to throw stones?" ”

Duan Yixuan didn't move, but stared at Feng Lingye, who was calm and steady below, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Feng Lingye, don't force me!" ”

"You're pushing me!" She glared at him indignantly, then at the guards beside her, "Keep breaking down!" ”

"Your Majesty, if you don't stop it, they'll come in!" The adjutant general was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, whether he could fight or not?!

Duan Yixuan watched Feng Lingye desperately recapture the city and didn't go back with him, Feng Mu collapsed in despair, his face was desolate, and the corners of his pale lips were raised.

"What are you afraid of, I became the empress, and I will only pretend to be you alone in my heart."

"Why are you so stingy, you will have thousands of concubines in the future."

"Since I have decided to stay, I will not leave again unless you and I have exhausted our relationship."

......

He doesn't want the country, he doesn't want the world, he just wants to be with her.

He had worked hard for so long, but he was getting farther and farther away from her.

In her memory, her well-behaved and pleasing face and her now cold and indifferent face can no longer be intertwined.

Time stands still.

He couldn't see anything, and his mind went blank.

The surrounding generals were worried and at a loss.

Thirty thousand Ming soldiers poured in like a tide, unstoppable.

In the sky, there was a heavy sigh.

He turned around, couldn't bear to look at it anymore, only said the word "withdraw" lightly, and then walked down the city and left slowly.

How could he possibly fight her?

Even if he died, he couldn't do anything to hurt her.

They weren't enemies, she was just the love of his life.

Daming City, Dali City, Dali Jiangshan, and even his life, he is willing to give it to her.

Whatever she wants, he gives her.

The million-strong army, withdrawing from the city walls, without resistance, without casualties, they lost to the Ming in this way, the only defeat in all his wars.

But everyone knows that he lost to a "love" word and a woman.

He rode on a war horse, his back gloomy and sad, walking in front step by step, and the millions of troops behind him followed closely behind him, but it made him even more lonely.

This duel made him realize everything.

His spirit is dead, and he really can't come back.

All the sweetness of the past is a brilliant and ephemeral fireworks.

During the Lantern Festival that year, the peach blossom lanterns he sent out would no longer be there.

The vigorous Dali army thought that it could take the opportunity to level the Ming Kingdom, but now it seems that it is impossible.

After retreating to the second city, the whole army was depressed and demoralized.

Compared with Dali, the Ming military camp was jubilant, the first victory after a series of defeats, and it was a victory with 30,000 troops, no matter what method was used, it was an unprecedented record.

Zhong Liyun was also very happy, things finally took a turn for the better, so he set up a banquet to warmly entertain Feng Lingye and the others.

However, Feng Lingye was not so happy, "This method can only be used once, and the second time, it is impossible for him to retreat so easily." ”

When Zhong Liyun heard this, his smile slowly faded, "Is there really no way to stop him?" ”

"Yes," she looked up, her eyes calm, "kill him, or kill me." ”

Duan Junmo's brows tightened, and he pursed the corners of his lips, but only sighed slightly.

Zhong Liyun thought she was joking, "We just want him to retreat, and we don't want anyone to die in this war." ”

"How can there be no bloodshed in war?" She leaned back in her chair tiredly, "Tomorrow, I will write a letter, you will send someone to give it to him, and I will meet him privately." ”

"Peace?" Zhong Liyun asked.

She nodded slowly, "That's pretty much it." ”

Then she looked at Duan Junmo and Gong Jiyue again, "So as not to anger him, you all stay here, and I'll go alone." ”

Gong Jiyue had no objection.

Duan Junmo was a little uneasy, "Does it really work?" ”

The character of the ninth brother is very clear to him, once he is determined to do something, it is impossible to let go easily.

If peace could be negotiated, he would have done so a long time ago.

"Gotta give it a try, don't you?" She gave him a reassuring smile and patted him on the shoulder, "There are some things that have to be solved after all." It's not today, it's tomorrow, and dragging it out will only make everyone miserable. ”

Duan Junmo slowly bowed his head, and agreed to her proposal.

That night, Feng Lingye handed the written envelope to Zhong Liyun, and Zhong Liyun sent a reliable person to the city gate where Duan Yixuan was retreating.

Hearing that it was an envoy, Dali did not refuse, but invited the envoy into the city and took him directly into Duan Yixuan's tent.

At this time, Duan Yixuan was looking at the map in the tent, looking unpredictable and absent-minded.

The envoy did not kneel, but took out a letter from his arms and said, "This is written by Miss Feng herself, and I hope Emperor Xuanwen will receive it." ”

Lin Feng took the envelope in case of fraud, and was about to open it in person, but Duan Yixuan's cold voice came from beside him, "Give me." ”

Lin Feng hesitated for a moment, so he had to hand him the envelope.

After he took it, he only glanced at the notes on it, then opened it without hesitation, looked at the contents on it, looked at the contents with a blank face, and put down the envelope.

"Tell her I'm here as promised."

The envoy nodded, and then was led by the soldiers, left the city, rode a fast horse, and hurried back to the location of Feng Lingye.

After returning to the Daming military camp, the envoy told her Duan Yixuan's words and the original words.

She didn't have much expression, only nodded faintly.

Standing on the empty field and looking at the dim sky, tomorrow will be another cloudy day.

Following.

She changed into her battle robe and came to the place she had agreed with in advance, which happened to be the junction of the two armies.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, looking at the lush forest below, endless and unfathomable, the mountain wind blew up one of her green hairs and raised it to the back of her head, making her cold and beautiful face more and more moving.

Listening to the footsteps behind her, she shook the long sword in her hand and didn't look back, "Duan Yixuan, today, let's make a decision." ”

"How?" He asked.

"Even if the world is overturned, you still want to be with me?" She asked.

He didn't hesitate, "Yes." ”

"Now, I represent Daming, you represent Dali, fight to the death, either you die, or I die." She turned, her eyes resolute.

"Either you die, or I die," he muttered as he repeated her words, slightly curling the corners of his lips, "life and death are separated, and you don't want to be with me so much?" ”

She walked slowly towards him, raised his saber with her long sword, and with a strong pick, the saber was unsheathed and flew high into the air, and she said sharply, "Shoot!" ”

Instinctively, he took the saber, took a step back, dodged her blade, and asked, "Why?" Why can Brother Qi save your heart, I can't! ”

"He didn't save my heart, he saved my hope in this world! And my hope was destroyed by your own hands! She pressed closer, her gaze sharp and cold.

He stepped back step by step, his eyes were scarlet and collapsed, his whole body was trembling, his ink hair was messy, and his expression was embarrassed, looking at her like this, it was more uncomfortable than making him cut with a thousand knives, "Ling'er, how can I live without you?" ”

Feng Lingye didn't listen to his words at all, the swordsmanship was very fast, and the move was fatal, she gritted her teeth and shouted: "Duan Yixuan, let's shoot!" ”

He smiled wryly, and just as she stabbed out her sword, the blocking saber suddenly loosened.

When Feng Lingye found out, it was too late.

Her pupils suddenly constricted, and her face was shocked, but she couldn't control the sword momentum at all, so she could only watch as the long sword instantly pierced through his chest, and blood flowed down the tip of the sword.

She killed him......

The whole world seems to be frozen in this moment.

The scenery around him had all faded into gray, and only the blood that slowly flowed from his body was so bright red and dazzling.

She froze in place, her face pale.

The wind blew her long hair and fluttered violently to both sides of her ears, and the wind whirred.

Her lips began to tremble, her hands became cold, and little by little she let go of her sword.

One was wearing a red robe, the other was wearing a black robe, blending on the cliff with a broken arm, it was so well matched and fitted.

His eyebrows were picturesque, and he receded all darkness and sorrow, and stared at her without joy or sorrow, obsessed and nostalgic.

"Ling'er, we ...... Let's go together. ”

Her eyes opened slightly, and before she could react, her body was tightly hugged by him, and she was forced to rush to the cliff, and as soon as her body soared into the air, both of them fell into the abyss.

"Ling'er—"

In his ears, Duan Junmo's heart-rending roar suddenly sounded, shaking through the mountains and forests.

Then she saw the cliff, on which he lay on his stomach, crumbling to the point of a distorted face, weeping bitterly, without an image, like a child.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......

She read it over and over again in her mind, tears quickly blurring her vision until she could no longer see his pained face.

In the process of rapid decline, she did not have a little fear, and let Duan Yixuan hold her tightly, and her heart was desolate.

What kind of love and attachment can make a person reach such a point of madness?

Say he's hateful, or pitiful?

"Ling'er, do you hate me?" His whispers rang out in his ears, with relief.

She shook her head, only pity.

"I didn't mean to do something that hurt you, can you forgive me?" His voice was hoarse, with a hint of pleading.

She pursed her lips sadly and nodded slowly.

People are going to die, what grievances can't be let go?

There is no greater death than sorrow, but her heart has long been saved by Duan Junmo.

echoing the original love and hatred, she just regarded it as a dream, beautiful and ugly, but it was all over.

"If you can still live, don't abandon me, okay?" He buried his head in her neck, followed by a warm wetness.

She raised her hand, gently stroked his head, and sighed, "Okay. ”

In fact, they are all children, and the two have no children loved by their parents since they were young.

When love is found in her, it transcends everything in their world, and even if it is death, it is impossible to let go.

He smiled contentedly when he heard her response, so gentle and seasing.

The two of them fell together, and when the collision hit the body one after another, the whole body hurt as if it was torn.

She sighed helplessly.

Death is indeed a painful and painful thing.

When it was completely dark in front of my eyes, all the senses stopped.

Above the abyss, Duan Junmo knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and in the midst of thunder and lightning, the heavy rain drenched his whole body.

Duan Yixuan finally took her away, even if he died, he would be with her.

How could he be so cruel? The world is so big, he is left alone......

After that, the fighting between the two armies ceased.

Dali and Daming were all caught in the army looking for the two, and a million troops were dispatched to search in a carpet manner, on an unprecedented scale.

Only under the abyss of the canyon, two bodies lying quietly together, silent.

The vegetation is lush, the sun shines softly around them, and the dew drops shine with a shimmering and clear light, dotted with stars, dotted throughout the forest, like a fairyland.

After a while, a white butterfly gently floated down the back of his hand, and his fingers trembled, and the butterfly flew again.

He slowly opened his eyes, and his phoenix eyes were blank and empty.

As if remembering something, his eyes sank, and he turned to his side suddenly, and when he saw Feng Lingye, who was pale, he immediately propped himself up and probed her breathing.

There was no movement.

Even her fingers were cold.

A flash of fear flashed in his eyes, and he knelt on the ground, following her example, desperately doing CPR for her, over and over again, sweating profusely, even the blood on his chest stained red without realizing it.

"Ling'er, Ling'er, you can't die! You can't leave me alone, we're going to die together! You said that if we live, you will never abandon me, and you can't talk and it doesn't count! ”

"You've forgiven me, why do you have to break your word, Ling'er, you can't, you can't ......"

"I've waited for you for so long, you can't just leave, you're dead, what's the point of me living, I don't want to be separated from your life and death, I don't want it!"

Blood mixed with tears crushed him completely.

He no longer moved, but hugged her tightly, his lips were pale, his eyes were dead, "Ling'er, you wait for me......"

Then he lay beside her, letting the blood flow from his chest, letting his life pass by.

Holding her hand, looking at her side face, the corners of his lips slowly hooked.

When he was confused, I saw her slowly sit up, look around blankly, and then her eyes fell on him.

He looked at her weakly, his heart fluttering.

Whether she lived or died, she didn't want to be with him.

Still, she's still alive......

Thinking so, he closed his eyes in peace.

When Feng Lingye saw him, he reacted for a moment, and out of instinct, he immediately took out the blood bag to treat him.

Finally, looking at Duan Yixuan, whose body temperature was gradually recovering, she leaned against the mouth of the cave, caressing his face with one hand, and holding his body with the other, with an expressionless face.

asked him out, she didn't mean to kill him, but wanted to kill herself.

Only when she dies can it all be completely over.

But they fell from the cliff, but God miraculously let them survive, it must be that their ordeal is not over.

When Duan Yixuan woke up, it was already two days later.

He looked at Feng Lingye lying beside him, snuggled in her arms with satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth raised a happy arc, "We are all alive, you said, you will never abandon me again, you can't break your word." ”

Her fingers froze.

At that time, she thought that they would never survive, so she agreed to him before she died.

Perhaps, this is the catastrophe.

She sighed heavily and leaned against the wall, "I don't break my word. ”

In this way, they lived in the canyon for seven or eight days.

Feng Lingye's leg was broken when he fell, so he couldn't move for the time being, although Duan Yixuan had a chest injury, he could still move freely, so he was responsible for his daily diet.

He picked a lot of mountain fruits, and hunted a few fat hares and pheasants, and his spirit was radiant, and he did not look like a generation of emperors at all.

"Ling'er, why don't we stay here and settle down?"

One day, he said with great interest, and then looked at the mountains and forests with hope, "Look how beautiful this place is, no one knows who I am and who you are." We are here to plow at sunrise and rest at sunset, and have children, okay? ”

She shook her head.

His eyes widened slightly, "Why is it bad?" ”

"Man is a collective, living alone in the mountains, full of dangers." She replied solemnly.

He looked around and looked serious, "Maybe if you go to the edge of the border, you can go to the mountain village, then we can live in the mountain village, okay?" ”

She didn't want to talk, but turned to look at the prey in his hand, and asked with a smile, "What did you catch today?" ”

He lifted the pheasant in his hand, and his warm eyes were full of pampering, "You love to eat." ”

He wanted to live like this, they would never go out of the mountain, never return to the palace, and never touch those bloody pasts.

But this kind of beauty is often lost in the blink of an eye.

When he came back from hunting as usual, looking at the empty cave, the pheasant in his hand fell to the ground, shrouded in a layer of dark anger, and the bottomless phoenix eyes, like a raging sea, boiled and depressed, and were about to explode.

Just as Feng Lingye expected.

God let them live, not to pity them, but to have a great disaster waiting for them!

After Duan Yixuan came out of the mountain, he immediately gathered an army of millions and launched a crazy attack like a sea of mountains.

When Feng Lingye heard about it from the camp tent, he asked to see Zhong Liyun and Duan Junmo immediately.

She was suffering from leg pain, and she would take some recovery medicine every day, and that medicine contained a certain lethargy ingredient, and when she woke up vaguely, she was taken out of the mountain by a hunter, and happened to be seen by the Ming soldiers who were searching for her, and sent her back to the barracks despite opposition.

This time, Duan Yixuan was really angry.

No matter whether Feng Lingye sent a letter to invite him, or personally went into battle to ask him to stop fighting, he couldn't see him, and he couldn't get a response.

He was determined to destroy Da Ming and destroy everything she cherished.

She broke her promise and eventually chose to abandon him.

Things have evolved to this point, Duan Junmo had to help, in order to end this battle and stop Duan Yixuan's crazy killing behavior, he joined Zhong Liyun and set a trap together.

Duan Yixuan, who was like a trapped beast, really hit the plan.

When Feng Lingye finally heard from Gong Jiyue that Duan Junmo had made a move, her heart was cold, and she asked Gong Jiyue to take her over immediately.

Gong Jiyue did not refute, rode a war horse, and took her to the place where the two armies were fighting.

The battlefield is chaotic, with corpses strewn all over the field and rivers of blood.

When Zhong Liyun saw her coming, he immediately looked at Gong Jiyue with a dark face, "Why did you bring her here?" ”

"Where's Duan Yixuan?!" She asked aloud.

Zhong Liyun's heart tightened, pointing not far away from the place surrounded by soldiers, and his tone was heavy, "He will not surrender if he fights to the death, and he is bent on death." ”

Her eyes trembled, she shook Gong Jiyue's hand desperately, and shouted anxiously: "Quick! Take me there! ”

Gong Jiyue immediately hit her horse and ran forward.

Every time she took a step closer to Duan Yixuan, her heart tightened, and finally it became difficult to even breathe, and when she walked through the crowd, she saw the man covered in blood and kneeling on one knee in the center, her heart felt like it was about to burst.

"Duan Yixuan!"

She roared in pain, made her way through the crowd, fell off her horse without hesitation, and crawled to his side, holding his blood-stained face with trembling hands, her eyes red, "Are you crazy?!" ”

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and his body fell down, just falling into her arms, looking at the high air filled with gunsmoke, and sighed heavily, "I'm so tired......"

"When you're tired, sleep for a while." She choked up.

He nodded slowly, "Okay." ”

Then, he literally closed his eyes.

In the end, he never opened his eyes again.

When Feng Lingye noticed something unusual, he had no breath......

Later, she was seen frantically pressing on his chest, taking out all kinds of strange instruments, sewing his wounds, and bandaging him......

While crying, I cried loudly.

But he never woke up again.

She desperately pounded his chest with her hands, hysterical, like a madman.

The smoke of gunpowder was filling, and the sky and the earth were gray.

He would never again open his mouth to say to her:

Ling'er, I want to be with you.

Ling'er, this is your favorite pheasant.

Ling'er, I don't want to be separated from you in life and death.

Ling'er, let's settle in the mountains and forests, we have children here, and no one knows us......

"Duan Yixuan, you liar!" She cried while beating, "I didn't leave, I didn't break my promise, I didn't abandon you, you wake me up quickly!" ”

The soldiers of Dali looked at her like this, and the tough guy who bleeds without tears can't help but secretly wipe his tears.

They didn't love vigorously, but they loved life worse than death, and they didn't want to live.

The peacock flies southeast, wandering for five miles.

The king is regarded as a rock, and the concubine is regarded as a pampas reed.

The rock has no transfer, and the reeds are like silk.

At last......

He used death and chose to be fulfilled.

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