In the middle of the night, the moon is lonely. The dark clouds in the sky spread their teeth and claws, burning the full moon in the middle of the sky like firewood.

The end of winter has passed, and the New Year is approaching. At this time, the city was shrouded in darkness, and the surface of the ruined city wall was covered with a layer of red, and I don't know whether it was the glow of the blood moon or the blood sprinkled on it.

Outside the city, there were severed limbs and halberds, and corpses were piled all over the field, piled up as high as one man, among them were beasts, and the smell of extreme blood was everywhere.

"Crack", a burning broken wooden wheel in the pile of corpses flew a string of sparks, and the firelight reflected the immature face of the corpse of a soldier next to him, although he died, the sharp knife that pierced the heart of a red-haired beast in his hand was still tightly held in his hand.

The black clouds overwhelmed the city, and the demon beasts outside the city roared for a long time, overwhelming the people in the city. The war had just ended, but mourning was heard everywhere in the city, with mothers crying for their sons and wives crying for their husbands.

Patches of black ash fell from above, like the flowers of death before the destruction of this world.

When the voice of the demon beast just sounded, a soldier in his twenties guarding the city wall hurriedly grabbed his spear, and looked at the battlefield outside from the battlements with a wary look.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his trembling hands could tell that he was nervous at the moment.

A forty-year-old veteran beside him took his helmet off his face and exclaimed, "Boy, don't sleep too much, what's the point?"

The young man saw that most of the defenders in the city were resting, and he snorted, "Yes...... There is a voice!"

The veteran got up with a "hmm", nodded his feet, sat down beside him, and asked, "Boy, is it new?"

The young man nodded, and seeing that the demon beasts did not attack, he let go of his hanging heart and sat down.

The old soldier saw that his face was like earth, his body trembled, looked around, took out a small cyan gourd from behind his waist, and said in a low voice: "Drink some of this, it's good." ”

The young man took the gourd, opened the stopper, smelled the wine, and drank two large sips of "Gu Dong Gu Dong".

The veteran hurriedly snatched the gourd, with a painful expression on his face: "You kid is still sincere, tell you to drink some, don't give Lao Tzu all the drink." After saying that, he shook the gourd and found that there was only one bottom left of the wine.

After the soju belly, the young man's face was a little ruddy, and he was not as nervous as before, he burped, leaned his head against the city wall and shook his hand: "Big brother, don't be so stingy." ”

The veteran glared and said, "You kid call me big brother, I think you're a little younger than my son." ”

The young man looked at the veteran with an embarrassed expression, and apologized: "Big ...... Uncle, my family runs a winery, and I'll get you two pots of 'June Snow' after the war. ”

The veteran was just a laborer before joining the army, and he had heard that those high-ranking officials and nobles often drank a kind of wine called "June Snow", which sold for ten taels and one pot, which was undoubtedly a sky-high price for himself.

Passing by the restaurant before, he also smelled the mellow aroma of this wine, he didn't know why this wine had such a ghost name, how could there be snow in June, and the person who drank such an expensive wine must be a big wrong.

The beggars in the corner will sit in a row in the morning, pouting their noses and saying, "Don't be wronged, not wronged." ”

As soon as the veteran heard "June Snow", his saliva immediately flowed out, and he hurriedly put the wine gourd back on his waist, patted the young man on the shoulder, and said with a wink: "Little brother, it's not bad! This, this June snow, what does it taste like?"

The young man said: "As the saying goes, 'five yellow June', June is also called "Tianzhen", it is the hottest time, "June snow" is taken from the snow water of the Tianshan Mountains, to put in the koji within ten hours, and then put in the rice grains to soak the koji, the rice grains should be carefully selected, each is full, even if it is summer, there will be a refreshing and sweet feeling, there is a cloud in the "Book of Songs": "Drink the friends of the emperor, and the turtle and carp." 'Hmm...... That's probably the truth. ”

The veteran didn't know anything about his "Zhihu also", but just listening to the process of making wine is so cumbersome, it can be seen that the wine must be full of aroma and refreshing when it is made.

The veteran's heart suddenly felt like a cat scratching, while listening to him, he took out the wine gourd behind him again, sipped on the gourd, his mouth kept chirping, and his face was full of enjoyment, as if he drank the famous wine "June Snow" in his mouth.

After the young man finished speaking, the veteran said with a flattering face: "Brother, don't break your word." ”

The young man smiled, looked at the huge stone beast behind him, and muttered, "I don't know how long this battle will take, and whether Fancheng can still hold it." ”

The "stone beast" in his mouth is a unicorn stone sculpture built on the city wall, this stone carving is ten zhang high, the lion head and dragon scales, majestic and majestic, it is made by the skilled craftsmen in the city, and there are many strange people and strange people blessed.

After the stone carving is dotted with the blood of the "psychic", it will be transformed into a black jade unicorn, spitting fire and thunder in the air, and the city can not be broken for three months, thanks to the help of this beast.

The veteran looked up at the stone sculpture and said with a solemn look in his eyes: "Don't worry, with our Jiang Wenzhong and Master Jiang here, this city will not be breached, I said." ”

The general Jiang Wenzhong in his mouth is a "psychic master", who calculated in advance that the demon clan would invade in a big way according to the stars, so he prepared in the city earlier, no matter how the demon beasts attacked, the soldiers defending the city were condescending, using bows and arrows, firearms, base stones, rolling logs, etc. to crack them one by one.

In addition to 100,000 elite soldiers in the city, there are still hundreds of thousands of people, everyone knows that the demon clan is brutal, this city is broken, no one will survive, so Ding Zhuang's husband certainly rose up to defend the city, that is, women and children, the old and weak, but also the soil and stones, to resist the strong enemy.

Fighting until sunset, thousands of demon beasts have fallen under the city, but they have followed one after another, roaring and pounced.

Seeing that there were demon beasts climbing the city wall, Jiang Wenzhong personally led the iron horse out of the city to kill, and the demon beasts retreated one after another.

The veteran still has lingering palpitations when he thinks back to today's battle. Having said that, the scale of these two demon clan's attacks was significantly larger than before, and the offensive was more fierce.

The stone carvings are clumsy, tired of coping, and even the rich sons who have never done this kind of rough work come to defend the city, which shows that the prosperous city is precarious.

In the city, the General's Palace.

A palm-sized black ash fell from above and landed on a small hand as white as mutton fat, and a seven-year-old little girl in a pink brocade jacket with snow-white fluff sewn on the corners was looking up at the sky with big eyes.

Her eyes were clear and clear, and the sparkling black beads were like two black gems, still shining and colorful in the cloud-heavy night sky.

Inside the house, Jiang Wenzhong stood at the door and looked at the fiery red full moon without saying a word, the moonlight shone on his face, his face was resolute, his eyes were awe-inspiring, he was short and purple, wearing a mink coat, and he was of medium stature, as if he was less than forty years old, but there were wrinkles on his forehead.

Behind him stood four people, three men and one woman.

On the far left is a tall and thin middle-aged Taoist, dressed in a cyan robe, wearing a lotus crown, with slightly gray sideburns, but his figure is tall, his eyes are like electricity, and he is carrying a black and a white sword behind him, standing there with his back hand like an immortal;

The second man was a young man of great grandeur, with a very splendid garment, a swarthy compass at his waist that was very disproportionate to his clothes, and his right hand was turning a metal ring on the thumb of his left hand and closing his eyes in contemplation, not knowing what he was thinking;

The third man was a man with a disheveled head, dressed in black, half-new, with a swarthy face, and a pair of bull's eyes that were intimidating, and he breathed heavily, and could hear very clearly in the silence of the room;

The fourth person is a beautiful young woman, a woman with a green silk shawl, a pair of golden bells tied to her hairband, wearing a light yellow Luo shirt, in her early twenties, a slender figure, the small dimples on her face are slightly flushed, and her skin is also like a faint fragrance.

After a long time, Jiang Wenzhong retracted his gaze and turned his head to the second person: "Xuanji, can you calculate what day it is?"

The second person's right hand stopped turning, opened his eyes and bowed, "Many...... Three or five days. ”

Jiang Wenzhong's fists loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened, and suddenly, as if he had made up his mind, he turned around, and his deep gaze fell on the four of them in turn: "Yuan Zhengqi, Chen Xuanji, Li Gui, Jin Qiaoling." When the four of you wait for the next attack of the demon clan, you must escort my daughter Ruyi to 'Qingluan Town', do you understand?"

The four of them said in unison: "Yes!"

Jiang Wenzhong looked at his daughter Ruyi, who was playing alone in the courtyard, and infinite love and pity appeared in his eyes.