The bluestone-paved campus is surprisingly vast, and the surrounding area is gradually gathered closely, but at first glance, it still gives people an extremely empty and cold feeling.

Since receiving the holy decree, Lu Dongli immediately increased the daily errands of the sergeant Dingyuanguan by two or three times, increased the patrol time, added posts, and added posts, and after many changes, most of the soldiers' time was very full, and at the end of the day, except for eating and sleeping, there was basically no free time.

The extremely strict military orders strictly forbade any soldier to drop the work at hand without receiving an order.

This is also a means to prevent the soldiers from gathering together to resist each other because of injustice, and even causing unrest.

And Meng Tiancheng also asked his 25,000 men to help supervise and prevent, but he also asked his subordinates to tolerate the soldiers of Dingyuan Pass as much as possible, even if they were provoked and blamed, they should not attack.

Because of the efforts of both sides, although the lower-level sergeants have been in skirmishes, there has been no major incident.

This arrangement also made the news that Feng Jinjie was escorted to the school field to be beheaded not be transmitted to the whole city at the first time.

Most of the soldiers have their own duties, and they are very scattered, and as long as there is still work to be done, they are not allowed to take a step, so many people cannot get the news in time, and even if they do, they may not be able to catch up.

After all, the figure of 30,000 is too large. And the soldiers are all soldiers who have come over in the iron-blooded killing, and everyone has a lot of blood. Even if you think calmly about the gains and losses. may retreat, hesitate, hesitate, but after all, people are still flesh and blood, flesh and blood, if they watch the tragedy happen, they will eventually be angry and impulsive. There will be blood regardless of all the benefits and losses.

No one knows what the consequences will end up for bringing so many people together and witnessing the slaughter of their respected generals. As the coach of Dingyuanguan, the saddest and most ironic thing is that Lu Dongli is obviously the most heart-wrenching one. But he had to painstakingly arrange and suppress all these possibilities.

But even so, there were soldiers who were able to arrive in time. Although they were not allowed to carry weapons when entering the school grounds in order to prevent emergencies, a pair of clenched fists still made people feel that they had a terrifying power that shook the heavens and the earth.

Thousands of people gathered together, cold and silent. No one yelled, no one shouted angrily. No one summoned the crowd to do anything drastic.

Everyone, all of them. In a very cold and negative way to express their indignation.

This death-like silence is not only due to Lu Dongli's pressure. It also relied on the prior arrangement of the Wind Festival. After returning to the city, Xiaodao and Wang Dabao and his close guards, even if they were unwilling, in the end, they still comforted and persuaded everyone in the army under his iron order, and Xiaodao and Wang Dabao secretly met with a group of generals, handed over his letters, and said a few words in private. Don't tell the secret word of one more person.

The generals knew the current situation better than the soldiers, and their hearts ached at this time. However, he was no longer able to oppose the decision of Feng Jinjie, so he had to follow Lu Dongxi's orders and try his best to suppress and control his soldiers and prohibit any riots that might expand.

Such a big schoolyard, such a quiet world. People's eyes, or stunned looking at the wind festival that was tied and kneeling in the middle of the school field, or hatefully staring at He Ming and He Zhuo sitting on the high prison beheading platform, in the deathly silence, thousands of pairs of eyes can turn into substance, which can simply cut people's eyes with a thousand knives, making the two Qincha feel like pins and needles.

Because Meng Tiancheng was just an official who came to assist by order, he didn't have to sit on the prison platform to bear the anger of everyone, and at this time he stood respectfully to the side, but he escaped a little.

Just when He Ming and He Zhuo were restless, cursing Lu Dongli for procrastinating in their hearts, Lu Dongli had already come to the school.

He did change into a full set of official uniforms and hats, but added a huge black cloak on the outside. The face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, and the facial features and muscles were completely frozen to death, not only did not see a trace of expression, but it made people look at it, and a chill inexplicably gave birth to it from their hearts.

As soon as he appeared in the school grounds, he stood on his feet in a daze, looking at the wind festival kneeling in the center.

As soon as Feng Jinjie entered the city, he went straight to the Shuai Mansion before he went, and he wanted to bind the sin general according to common sense, so he naturally had to go to the armor first, but the soldiers were completely coping with the matter at that time, and they only tore off their cloaks casually, and even the dazzling silver helmet was not removed, so they were directly tied.

It was only when he arrived at the school field that he took off his extremely beautiful and mighty flying eagle winged and bright silver helmet, and scattered his hair like a prisoner.

If it is a bystander, it is extremely miserable and embarrassing. is the upright gentleman, who is not afraid of life and death, but he can't help but be obsessed with the trivial things that are not neatly dressed, so he is a little uncomfortable.

But Feng Jinjie was originally a crazy life, and at this moment, he distributed a shawl, and between his eyebrows and eyes, he was obviously arrogant and untamed when he first saw him many years ago, and he actually gave birth to a bit of a wild posture that was out of the world.

Looking at it from afar, there is still a smile on his lips, for many years, the sky has not fallen, the ground is normal, and his smile seems to have never changed.

The blazing sun in the sky made his bright silver armor shine, and it was even more dazzling, but it made people look at it, and after the eyes lit up, there was a pain. In a daze, I don't know if the silver armor on that person is too bright, or the smile is too bright, or the black hair is like ink, and the sword eyebrows are like clouds, and when the light is like a cloud, it will occupy the brilliance of heaven and earth. Suddenly, I don't know if it's because this light is too strong and too strong, so it will hurt people's eyes and hearts.

Such a light, such a grace, poured out the world, or should not have stayed in the world for a long time, but it is no wonder that it is jealous of the laity.

Lu Dongli stood in a daze, looked at it in a daze, and thought in a daze, this person is always smiling like this, always so flamboyant, always like to show off so much, and he refuses to change it even if he wants to die.

Back then, because of the wealth and trouble, even if he was implicated in a lawsuit, he still refused to restrain himself from prison. People in the world often only see his shallowness of showing off his wealth, but they don't see his free and easy spending when he spends a huge amount of money to help the victims.

In the past, when the Chen army entered the customs, he was a businessman, gathered scattered soldiers and attacked the enemy, and every battle was won.

In order to be a general, every time he loves to make a white horse and silver saddle dazzling dress, the generals of Guanzhong, who doesn't hate him for his wanton swagger, who doesn't laugh at his age, but he still wants to learn the dress of the white-robed young general in the romance commentary, don't you still want to deceive a beautiful woman to recruit relatives in front of the formation?

Lieutenant generals and commanders in the army, when the soldiers are in danger, generally never ride a white horse, let alone wear conspicuous armor and clothing, to prevent it from becoming the enemy's main target in the array of ten thousand armies.

White horses and white robes like Feng Jinjie are wearing silver armor, in addition to the heroes in the romance commentary, there are only a handful of geniuses and heroes in the world who dare to dress up like this.

Usually

, how many times have he been persuaded with good intentions, but he is pretentious, and the kindness of arrogant and presumptuous people is too much to hear. The generals laughed and scolded angrily, and the soldiers joked and talked about it, and how many people knew that his outfit was actually a self-proclaimed martial arts outstanding, and he was willing to attract the most attacks from the enemy on the battlefield, so that everyone around him could be less dangerous, a little more vigorous, less hard, and a little more lucky.

Lu Dongli looked at the Feng Jin Festival steadily, and remembered a lot of past events in a bit of confusion. On the prison beheading platform not far away, who was calling him from afar, louder than louder, more urgent than louder, more angry than angry?

The sun was so good, but he seemed to be extremely cold, and his hands were a little shivering and wrapped his cloak tightly, and his whole body was firmly hidden under the wide cloak.

Every pair of eyes looked at them, the wind of the silver armor, and the Lu Dongli of the black robe. When he stared, when he smiled, when the two of them stood and knelt down, and their eyes met, everyone clearly felt that between black and white, there was a world of their own.

However, the next moment, Lu Dongli had already turned his head and walked towards the prison beheading platform.

He didn't turn his head to look at Feng Jinjie again, his pace did not hesitate in the slightest, and his expression did not change at all.

Although he knew what was going to happen, there was still disappointment in every pair of eyes around the school that stared at him, and every heart still sank deeply.

There is only the Wind Festival, and the Wind Festival that is still smiling at this point suddenly frowned.

Wrong.

What's there. Wrong!

The strange sense of ominousness in his heart made his eyes follow Lu Dongli firmly.

Lu Dongli walked up to the prison platform, whispered something to the two people beside him, sat down indifferently, indifferently stretched out his right hand from his cloak, and took the order on the table.

The Wind Festival can't laugh anymore. The strange sense of crisis made him forget to breathe at this moment.

His eyes stared at Lu Dongli without blinking, but Lu Dongxiao's face was expressionless, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes. Holding the order in one hand, he didn't move, and his whole body was hidden in a black cloak, and no one else could notice any movement he made.

As soon as I thought of this, Feng Jinjie's heart suddenly froze. vaguely understood what was going to happen, and his eyes immediately stopped on Lu Dongli's shoulder.

He Ming next to him urged, and Lu Donglian's right hand was about to throw an order.

Feng Jindi's eyes only saw this moment, and the extremely thin, almost imperceptible movement of Lu Dongli's left shoulder, he shouted violently: "Lu Dongli." ”

This shout was infinitely resentful and infinitely angry, like a thunderbolt, and everyone inside and outside the school field was shocked. Someone shook slightly, barely able to stand.

Lu Dongli also trembled slightly. The hand paused in mid-air and did not throw the token out.

Almost everyone thought that at this moment, Feng Jinjie was going to angrily rebuke Lu Dongli for his ruthlessness. And in the eyes of Feng Jinjie, he was indeed as angry as a wave, this general who was about to be beheaded, and smiled calmly, and looked at him like the old, at this moment, he had no grace, half calm, and scolded like a reckless man in the market.

"Lu Dongli. What did you promise me in the city, you untrustworthy thing? It's only been a few days, do you think it's a fart to talk about the ground? ”

He was angry and scolded, but everyone was stunned, what did Marshal Lu promise him? Now that he has lost his words, he is so angry, has he promised that if something happens, he will definitely protect him?

Feng Jinjie didn't care about the people next to him, his eyes stared at Lu Dongli almost like a cannibal, and scolded: "What kind of thing are you, you can't be loyal to the end, you don't dare to take responsibility to the end, you are a capricious villain at all." ”

His expression was so excited that He Ming and He Zhuo, who were sitting on the prison beheading platform, almost felt that this madman would immediately break free and pounce on someone to fight.

Feng Jinjie scolded more and more: "Do you think you are benevolent and righteous, you are great? I think you're not as good as a real villain, so I simply tore my face and didn't care about anything. You care about everything, you don't care about everything to the end, you want to get rid of it halfway and don't care about anything, the country, the people, Dingyuanguan, subordinates, and me, who the are you worthy of......"

His eyes turned blood-red: "If you are ...... If you are...... Must ......" He scolded in one go, until he reached this point, his voice finally had some trill, and he didn't say any more, just all the time, all the time, with those bloodshot eyes, his demeanor was completely lost, and he was so vicious that he glared at Lu Dongli almost madly

If you are what you are, no one knows, at least no one except Lu Dongli.

When he scolded, Lu Dongli kept stiffening and listened without moving. Slightly confused,

Why does it hurt? Why does my heart hurt, but I didn't stab the central room?

The wide black cloak covered his body so tightly that it was almost impossible to see his movements, not to mention that at this time, most people's attention was only focused on Feng Jinjie. So no one would know that the head coach of Dingyuan Pass held a sharp short sword in his left hand.

The soldiers of Dingyuan Pass all knew that their commander had a short sword that sharpened iron like clay. It is said that since their generalissimo, who was born in letters, practiced martial arts with General Feng for a few days, and liked to stand at the front of the team when he fought, their General Feng began to use his brains to find good things to save his life for the commander.

The reason is that everyone finally has a good life in the hands of a talkative boss for a few days, in case this guy loves to be in the limelight and loses his life, God knows what kind of landlord will come back.

Anyway, it's always easier to serve the old boss.

I don't know where General Feng came from, and I haven't seen others leave, but he can actually get some strange things out.

What is the peerless elixir that can snatch your life back as long as there is still a breath of air, what is a short sword that sharpens iron like mud and blows hair and breaks hair, what is said to be invulnerable to the armor.

Every time he got something good, he lazily threw it to the marshal like a grass, and the marshal always didn't ask or thank him, just smiled and accepted it.

Just that short sword, the light is dazzling, and with a wave of his hand, he can cut four or five steel knives. How many generals secretly quietly reddened their eyes, envy and jealousy.

Lu Dongli has always been a generous person, and he never minds sharing good things with others, but self-defense treasures must not be easily given away, this is a dead rule set by the Wind Festival, ironclad, and it has not changed. Lu Dongli didn't dare to take the risk of provoking the fire and wind, so he has always cherished it, and he kept this short sword close to him, so that he could use it to defend himself against the enemy at any time.

This time, however, in the darkness that no one saw, he aimed his short sword at his own heart.

When that token hits the ground, it's when the tip of the sword pierces into the heart.

This is crazy, this is not right, this is completely disregarding the big picture and ignoring the consequences.

It's not him at all

Things to do.

He is no longer a frivolous teenager, he has been tempered so much, and he has tasted so many twists and turns. He is calm enough, sane enough, calm enough to face separation, to face sadness, to face injustice, to face doom.

At least, he himself thought so.

However, it turned out that it was not.

It turned out that when he was ruthless and went to kill his friend, all his composure, all his reason, had collapsed.

He was going to kill him, for this or that high-sounding reason.

He will kill him, for the sake of this or that so-called big picture.

He would kill him so that many people he knew or didn't know might survive.

He killed him so that the kingdom and the kingdom for which he should have rested his loyalty could continue to exist.

So, how could he still survive if he killed him. Why should he continue to live in the world after killing him?

The moment he died, he deserved to die!

Reason is obviously shouting no, at this time, if you also die, the situation will be out of control.

However, his mouth uncontrollably demanded a change of clothes.

Xin Ming is shouting no, at this time, if the coach is suddenly lost, Dingyuan Pass will inevitably be leaderless, although Meng Tiancheng is talented, he will definitely not be able to stabilize the situation when he first arrives.

However, as if the body would act on its own, it would put on a black cloak that concealed all its movements.

The only remaining bit of wisdom was clearly crying out in despair. No, haven't you always put national affairs first? Then don't be so presumptuous. Even if you die, at least after the situation stabilizes, whether you want to kill yourself, whether you want to martyr your friends, everything is up to you, but now, this time. You can't die, you can't die.

However, why is that crazy thought irrepressible, why this crazy action cannot be stopped, why the palm of the hand holds the short sword, why the tip of the sword is pointed at the heart.

Why. Why, why......

Until that moment, the sound of thunder was ringing in his ears, his hand trembled, and the short sword was slightly off, grazing his heart and piercing three inches.

However, he obviously didn't break his heart, why, in an instant, his heart hurt so much that he thought he was in a blood pool purgatory.

Feng Jinjie was scolding him. So angry, so angry. But yet, so terrifying!

The entire school grounds. Countless pairs of eyes, countless pairs of ears, but only him, saw that he was afraid, heard him fear.

The guy who could laugh so hard when he was about to be beheaded was so frightened that his voice trembled and he couldn't finish a word.

"Lu Dongli, you don't believe in your words. What did you promise me in the city, it's only been a few days. Do you think what you said was a fart? ”

Jinjie, Jinjie, what did I promise you?

That moonlit and gentle night,

He asked him, "What will happen to you if I die?" ”

That evening breeze gently on the night,

He replied to him: "When the war stops, I will take you back to your hometown, and when I have time, I will take Wanzhen and live in a place close to you." You like to drink, I will drink wine on your behalf, your heart is in the long wind, I will walk all over the world on your behalf and see all the good rivers and mountains. Every year, I will bring wine from all over the world to your grave to worship you, and every year, I will paint the beautiful scenery I see and burn it at your grave. I would tell my growing child that I had a wonderful friend and that I missed him all the time. ”

On his last night with him.

He also asked him, "Jinjie, what will happen to you if I die?" ”

On the night when he and he were alone for the last time looking at the desert of heaven and earth.

He once replied to him with a smile: "If I live, you will live, and if I die, you will also live." ”

Lu Dongli closed his eyes very slowly. He was afraid that if he looked at it again, tears would come out of his obviously dry eyes, and he was afraid that if he looked at it again, all reason would not be able to stop him from running over, hugging his friend, and calling his name aloud.

After a long while, after encouraging himself many times in his heart, he was able to open his eyes and have enough courage to stare at his best friend for life. Look at the worry and persistence in his eyes, and look at the reproach and threat in his eyes.

"If you have to do such a stupid thing, I will never forgive you. I won't let you go. Ten lifetimes and three lives, a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation, I will hate you. Lu Dongli, you have forgotten your responsibility, you have forgotten your loyalty, are you going to make my death so worthless? ”

Reason slowly turned back, and self-control slowly regained little by little.

Ah, his duty, his country, his people and his monarch......

Everything, everything, all back.

Extremely slowly, very slowly release the hilt. Well, he will live.

Although, he didn't know if it was for the sake of those so-called sanity, or just because of the man's unforgiving eyes.

Of course he had to live, at least for now, at least not so that the man would die still angry, still worried, still worried......

Lu Dongli stared at the wind festival and smiled lightly.

Just now, when he was impulsive, he wanted to die with him. Now, he should choose to live.

This is right, not for reason, not for the overall situation, not for the country.

It's just because Lu Dongli, who abandoned his friends, betrayed his friends, and sacrificed his friends, lived alone in the earthly world where there was no more wind and strength, this is the heaviest punishment.