Lin Ze was about to blurt out, but before he could say half a sentence, he saw Qiao He kneeling on the ground again in a panic, his head lowered even deeper than before, and his expression was a little stunned.

"The sins of the people have caused His Highness to be upset about the old things, and he asked His Highness to punish him. ”

Obviously, the prince in front of him had such a big mood swing after listening to his words, if it wasn't for the sore spot, what else could it be, for Qiao He's identity, this is already a sin of not choosing to speak.

Seeing this "déjà vu" old man kneel down again inexplicably, Lin Ze's first reaction was to pull her up, but in a panic, Luohua lost her eyes and lifted the tea bowl with her sleeves. On second thought, in a country of negative income, it is inconvenient for men and women who are not extremely close to each other to have skin-to-skin intimacy, even if they are separated by clothing, unless the situation is urgent and life-threatening. If Lin Ze helped him at this moment, I am afraid that this well-behaved Qiao girl would be unable to kneel for a long time as soon as she stood up, and her concern would become a source of nervousness and panic for others, and she would also be lonely in vain.

"It's okay with you, please get up. ”

Qiao He's cheeks were red, he lowered his head and clutched the corners of his clothes, his body stood up, and he was afraid that he was still turning over the river and the sea in his heart.

Lin Ze picked up the teacup and felt that the tea was already cold, and his heart was also half cold.

Although the flowers are beautiful, things are not human.

Lin Ze knew in his heart that under such a disparity between the two of them, I am afraid that it would be difficult to have any heart-to-heart words to confide, not to mention, what would he have to confide in? Qiao He, Qiao He, it was just a coincidence.

Mu Tuo, who had disappeared for a long time, appeared very opportunely, and finally broke this stiff reunion, but in Mu Tuo's eyes, this woman in Tsing Yi had already been identified by him as the prince. It's just that after separating from Miss Qiao, he left the pavilion and returned to the dormitory, looking at his ninth brother's eyes full of melancholy, and he didn't know how to dodge if there were branches in front of him, as if the three souls and seven spirits had already flown away with Miss Qiao, and couldn't help but sigh at the strange old spirit.

After returning to the dormitory, Lin Ze found that there was still the wooden hairpin in the sleeve, thinking that this object must not be related to Z, I am afraid that the original owner of this body took the token from Miss Qiao when the hero saved the beauty. 's life is gone, and he still has to leave this thing, this prince Jiuhan must also be a lover. Since it is Qiao He's belongings, it should be returned, but Lin Ze no longer intends to have any follow-up with that Qiao girl, so he has already instructed the waiter to send Qiao He out of the city and back home. The person Lin Ze yearns for in his heart is not Qiao He, and the person Qiao He is grateful to in his heart is not Lin Ze, the two of them are nothing more than confused by the skin, what is the point of more contact? Since it has been decided not to see each other again in the future, this wooden hairpin will stay by his side, it is a thought, this farewell is probably the end of the world, if there is still a chance to meet again, he can be regarded as a real old man.

The prince's injuries healed, homework and regency are naturally indispensable, Lin Ze sits in the study every day to study the ancient scrolls, and occasionally receives the dossier sent by the monarch. Lin Ze would occasionally go to the martial arts room to see Mu Tuo, and bring him two boxes of snacks, so that he could make this simple and paper-like young man beautiful. However, Lin Ze has never been able to involve the matter of dancing knives and guns, just because this body is very weak, and after a little strenuous exercise, his breath will be difficult to calm down, and his limbs will be sore, and in the jargon, this is called congenital deficiency. Obviously, the young body that should be in the prime of life, but he is as weak and powerless as an old man, Lin Ze is like being locked in a short cage in this body, unable to stretch. Dragging this body, Lin Ze really couldn't imagine what kind of motive and courage that His Highness Jiuhan had to sacrifice his life to save others, could it be to see that Miss Qiao was born beautifully? But the dignified prince should have seen a lot of national colors and heavenly fragrances, at least there is a reason why he misses Qiao He, but what is so special about Qiao He for Jiuhan? And Qiao He is so similar to Yichen, is it really just a coincidence?

The more I think about it, the more messy it becomes, since Lin Ze escaped from prison, everything can only be analyzed by his own brain, Z was silent and stingy to explain when he was there, and now Z has almost completely disappeared, and the long road ahead is clueless, which makes people feel uneasy. However, although Z did not reappear, it cannot be ruled out that this guy hid in the dark and arranged everything silently, Lin Ze clearly remembered how he escaped under the gaze of a pair of empty eyes. If Z is really a god, maybe he controls the body of Nine and a Half to hit the green wolf alive.

Everything is speculation, and it is better to learn than to be distressed. Reading ancient scrolls and reading novels are basically the same thing, this Lin Ze is still very good, since he doesn't have Z's protection, at least he can learn more skills to protect himself, after all, on this continent, in addition to martial arts, there are also spells, and beasts. Knowledge changes fate, ancient and modern.

The shadow of the sun was slanting in the west, the candle flame was faint, and when Lin Ze came to his senses, it was already night, and the darkness gradually swallowed the starry sky. Suddenly, a basket of flowers fell on the table, but it lost its graceful atmosphere, and there seemed to be a faint fishy smell scattered around, inexplicably intertwined with the elegance in the air.

Mu Tuo came to the study to visit his ninth brother, and asked for some snacks to fill his stomach, this young foodie is true and sincere, and Lin Ze really regarded him as his brother when they got along. When the two talked about the situation on the Nine Nations Continent in the past two years, the most worrying thing was naturally the Jianxi north of the Negative Territory. Decades ago, the war between Jairsa was quelled by the current Ruler, who committed suicide in a final duel. After that chaotic war, the four countries of hegemony, mocking wind, fierce and negative jointly boycotted Jair, but with the accumulation of contradictions between several countries, the alliance chain has long been broken, and the country of Jairsa has taken the opportunity to fight fiercely, I am afraid that it has been secretly plotting revenge for many years. Lin Ze sighed, does this still need to be analyzed? If you fight, you will definitely lose! And to this day, the cheats, artifacts, spiritual revelations, and immortal masters that he was looking forward to in his heart have never appeared, and this savior is really weak, so he has to hope for next year's victory, no matter how much money he spends, he has to recruit a few masters to come back!

"Report! The monarch summons, please leave immediately and go to the main hall to discuss matters!"

Outside the study was the sonorous sound of the imperial army, and Lin Ze and Mu Tuo frowned at the same time. As soon as we talked about military and political affairs, someone from outside spread the word, and the anxiety revealed in the tone made Lin Ze feel that something was wrong, so he got up and dressed and went to the main hall with the imperial army.

The hall was full of anxious courtiers, arguing fiercely with each other, some of them reaching out in indignation, pointing to the sky outside the hall and not knowing what they were saying, although each person's expression and mood were different, but the flickering fear and despair between the words could be perceived. And the majesty of the lord of a country in the palace is still the same, but his eyes are low, as if he has his own thoughts in his heart, and he does not express any opinion on the quarrel.

"I don't know why my father called his sons to come late at night?"

The monarch on the throne raised his eyebrows, and then stretched out and said:

"We have important things to discuss, and we have to worry about the rise and fall of the country. ”

Survival? Lin Ze, who heard this, was instantly stunned. No, it's not easy to survive suffering in this world, and it's just right to be sick here, and in the blink of an eye, you can't let people take a breath and start abusing again? Lin Ze just wanted to find something that could be broken and slammed it on the ground at the moment, and he had to yell: Lao Tzu is gone!

Of course, Lin Ze was just thinking about it in his heart, looking at the waves of arguments between the ministers in front of the palace, all of them were full of shouts of "Jianhui" and "Jianhui", thinking of the topic of the fate of the negative man that he had just discussed with Mu Tuo, Lin Ze probably guessed that it must be the heavy soldiers of the Jianwei Country. However, to Lin Ze's extreme surprise and panic, Jairus was indeed a heavy attacker, but right now, he was about to march to the edge of Fucheng City.

Isn't it? Hundreds of thousands of troops are pressing the border, and they are all about to hit the gate of the royal city before they receive the news? This is not scientific! Even if the two countries are adjacent to each other, even if the Jianwei people slaughter the city without leaving a living mouth, there should always be a beacon fire or something, right? No news has been received at all? That is not because these literary and artistic old, middle-aged and young people in the country of the negative are too unkind, or that the Jianwei army has God's help!

Sitting beside the monarch of the country, he should have quietly listened to the military situation and the teachings of the monarch, but Lin Ze couldn't help but secretly pinch his arm again.

It hurts, it's not a dream!

The pain pulled Lin Ze back from thousands of thoughts: No matter! Live, even if it is to escape, there is nothing more important than this!

It's just that when Lin Ze raised his head to meet the golden eyes, as well as the solemnity and expectation that could not be hidden under the majesty, it hit Lin Ze's heart one after another. The original owner of this body seemed to be sending some signals to Lin Ze, which were memories that belonged to Jiuhan, or remnant thoughts: Who was the person who carried himself on his shoulders and shouted and laughed in the forest? Who was the person who snatched the tiger's head and cut off the tiger's head with a knife? Who was the person who lured the enemy from the hands of the fine and was seriously injured? Who was the man who pointed to the mountains and rivers in the sunset and announced to the people that the world would be inherited by Jiuhan?

The sound of everyone's deliberations seemed to be automatically blocked by Lin Ze's ears, his thoughts were wrapped and entangled by some force, and the irrepressible blood in his chest gradually erupted.

"Nine and a half, I will definitely protect my country with death!"

By the time Lin Ze reacted, he had already completed his bold words to invite the battle, and at this moment, the air seemed to be still, and all the ministers stared at the weak prince in front of them with surprised eyes, as if in their eyes, this move could not come from the prince at all. The monarch was silent, Lin Ze suddenly realized that the "feat" just now was so confused that he couldn't look at it directly, and it seemed to be out of control, and he couldn't tell whether he was infected by everyone's emotions or manipulated by any force, in short, for Lin Ze, who was bent on survival, this move undoubtedly pushed him to death again.

In the land of the minus, there is only one kind of person who can enter the battlefield, and that is the warrior. And Lin Ze's words were swearing to everyone that he would use his body and will as a wall to keep the enemy out of the royal city.

After a moment of silence, the crowd began to be in an uproar.

The ministers knelt on the ground and howled, shouting that the prince's life should not be played, but the generals were quite encouraged to proclaim, especially the general, who was silent, cast an admiring look at Lin Ze at this time. Facing the uproar of the public, the monarch slowly got up, nodded slightly at Lin Ze, and looked at the hall again:

"Zhongqing, is there a good way to retreat from the enemy and help the prince?"

The next group of silences really made the small flame in Lin Ze's heart completely extinguished, the huge palace hall, dozens of civil and military officials who boasted of their talents, and the ministers who had just quarreled and debated with their own words, all brushed their heads after the monarch issued this question, but their well-maintained faces were full of difficulty.

"Then disperse. ”

The emergency meeting ended in a bleak silence. Lin Ze probably knew in his heart that it was not that these literary and artistic young people were really useless, but that the Jianxi army was menacing, and the disparity between the strength of the enemy and us was too great, and any strategy and tactics were like scratching their boots in front of the Jianxi army that was brave and good at fighting and pouring out, and he didn't know what forces were fueling the flames around this already invincible enemy.

What should I do? Defend with death? A man who has died twice will die again? How many lives does a savior have to squander?

Lin Ze was thinking anxiously all the way back to the dormitory, if Z didn't come to pick him up again, not to mention that the human race would not perish, he would take the lead himself! No, it was important to save his life, he still had to escape! Other Lin Ze would not, he was experienced in escaping.

The night is as deep as a curtain, there are still a few lights on in the prince's bedroom, and Lin Ze in the palace is tidying up the fine and soft, and he must bring enough money to escape, otherwise he will not be killed by the beast on the way, I am afraid that he will starve to death.

Suddenly, there was the sound of the waiter asking for the door, which frightened Lin Ze, and hurriedly hid half of his bags under the quilt.

Lin Ze was nervous, and he was sitting as if he was preparing for a warrior, but in fact, the sweat on his back had soaked through his clothes. The waiter entered the hall, and the two warriors behind him carried in a golden battle armor, and their heroic aura rushed outward, making Lin Ze shudder. This is the robe given to him by the monarch of the negative state, to be worthy of his generous words of "protect with death". Lin Ze looked at this golden armor, and subconsciously secretly reached out and pushed the escape bag into the quilt again, and his throat was full of saliva that was difficult to swallow.

After the warrior withdrew, the waiter did not leave immediately, but took out a folded silk letter from his bosom and presented it to Lin Ze.

"Your Highness Nine, this is a thing entrusted by His Royal Highness's deceased. ”

The old man? How could there be his Lin Ze's old man in this place full of different appearances? The silk letter was soft and faintly exuded a warm fragrance, and Lin Ze opened it in confusion to see that it was actually Qiao He's own handwriting.

The news that the prince swore to defend the country had spread all over Fucheng, and Qiao He had heard it before leaving the city, so it was naturally impossible for her to have the opportunity to talk in person as a grass citizen, so she had to beg the waiter to hand over the silk letter for her.

"The king guards the top of the city, the woman stands in the forest, she will not die in a hundred battles, and she prays for the king's wish day and night. ”

In just a dozen words, Lin Ze felt a great spiritual impact. He had wandered among the indifferent crowd of modern times, had no relatives or friends, was inexplicably charged with murder, and was in prison, not to mention that there was no one out there who could remember him. And now, although Lin Ze is in an unknown time and space, occupying another person's body, he has a strict but loving father by his side, a friend who cares for him, and a woman who is willing to pray for him day and night. Not only that, but the huge land outside this palace is all subjects who pray for themselves. Lin Ze looked out the window, and the sky was full of sky lanterns raised by the people of the people for the prince, because of the prince's words, countless prime-aged people went to the military department one after another to sign up for the army. What does it feel like? Hero? No, Savior!

Lin Ze, you are the savior, whether it is the ancient world or the present world, you are the only one who is chosen!

Lin Ze was sure that this idea was born from his own heart, not Z's control, nor the influence of Nine and a Half, but his own pride Lin Ze. It's a little happy to think about it, after all, he is a modern person, and he knows more than these ancients, so if he fights in the city, he may not lose to the enemy.

The cold wind is bleak, and the sky is high and the earth is wide. Lin Ze ascended the city tower with great dignity, and put the golden armor on the first Lin Yu personally for him. This heralded unconditional obedience to all orders given by the Commander, except for the orders of the Commander. Because this set of golden armor is exactly the broken armor worn by the monarch of the negative country when he fought in the Quartet, it is the supreme glory and pride of this negative country. Although Lin Ze didn't fully know what that Haikou oath would make him face, this feeling of dominating the world was really not too majestic!

However, when Lin Ze looked out of the city tower, this dazzling golden armor didn't give him much confidence. I saw that the orderly array of Jianwei troops outside the city was dense like rain, with hundreds of people in one formation, lined up in eight directions, and the vertical cracks were endless. Siege weapons such as clouds, stones, crossbows, and pillars are readily available, and infantry soldiers such as knives, shields, guns, and bows are in their places. The country of Jianwei is already martial, and if the aura of the soldiers condensed like a stone helmet erupts, it seems to be able to dye the entire sky above Fucheng red, and it can easily tear apart this crumbling royal city.

Suddenly, an arrow flew past Lin Ze's helmet, which made him break out in a cold sweat in an instant, and his ears were the ridicule of the soldiers downstairs in this city, and seeing the frightened eyes of the soldiers around him, Lin Ze had to forcibly control his legs that wanted to escape, and they grew in place.

To be calm, to be calm, the more fearful the more you must remain calm, if the prince has the fear of war first, then the momentum of the entire negative army will plummet, before the enemy attacks the city, I am afraid that their own camp has been self-defeating.

Everyone in the palace has never fled from the etiquette, and the soldiers of the city tower are also sticking to their duties, but Lin Ze, who is used to seeing the style of the slave in the wild history, does not think that they will stand until the end like this, but there is one person who must sit in the main hall, even if there is only one person left, that is the monarch.

After listening to the detailed analysis of the Jianwei troops, Lin Ze issued three military orders:

First, all those who are willing to fight are armed and armed and go to the castle tower.

Article 2: All city residents may flee for their lives from the southeast of the city, and they will be allowed to flee.

Third, three teams of imperial troops stayed in front of the palace to protect the monarch.

Only the first two of the three orders were widely announced, and the last one was only known to the three royal armies, except for Lin Ze and the general. Although this third article seems to be of no practical use, Lin Ze knows in his heart that if Fucheng falls, the monarch of the country will never abandon the city and flee for his life, even if he is hacked to death on the main hall with a knife, he must maintain his last dignity. As long as the Negative Monarch lives one more day, all the Negative Warriors will fight to the death. But whether Lin Ze gradually recognized this father-son relationship in his heart, he himself couldn't figure it out.

"How long can we hold out?"

Lin Ze didn't look back, stepped forward in a hurry, and replied in a firm but pathetic tone:

"If the enemy attacks on all fronts, one day, the city can be broken. ”

Lin Ze frowned, his face did not show any worry, and his heart was actually turned upside down.

"How long will it take for those armaments to arrive?"

The prince's call is very useful, the number of people in the city who abandoned the city and fled is not much, and those who have a little physical strength and spirit are vying to enlist in the army, only the militia has exceeded 10,000 people, and more than 5,000 rolling wood and stubborn stones have been collected, but the fire oil phosphoplaster is really hard to find, even if it is the entire negative country, it is still more Wenmo inkstone.

However, in comparison, the number of negative troops was still less than 50,000, and these people seemed weak and lonely in front of the 150,000 enemy army, not to mention that the other party was known as the battlefield killing god.

Looking at the gradually distorted face of His Royal Highness the Prince, Lin Yu hurriedly knelt down:

"The enemy country only took all the way to the city, and all the people and animals were killed in the places they passed, but no one came to deliver the message, and now the army is pressing the border...... Ministers, sin deserves death!"

Lin Ze didn't want to discuss who deserved to die and who didn't, because in a day, maybe everyone in this Fu City would become ghosts under the knife. After all, the land of Jairus is the so-called passing locust, slaughtering all living creatures wherever they go, and it is not so much that no one comes to report it, but that no one can come out alive to report it, and not even a bird can fly out. If the other party has the intention to cut off the connection between the other fortresses and the Fucheng, they will use all kinds of methods, but no one knows what kind of method it is.

Judging from the physical strength and psychological deterrence of the soldiers on both sides, Jairus steadily threw off the negative army at several levels, and Lin Ze secretly speculated in his heart, even if he had released the oak bird flying book to ask for help from the overlord, by the time the reinforcements arrived, Fucheng might have been slaughtered. At the moment, there is really only one way to fight to the death, and it is a day to be able to hold on.

Such a huge disparity in strength made it difficult for Lin Ze to sleep.

Even with rolling wood and fire oil, and carefully prepared arrows, this ancient material is nothing more than that, even if Lin Ze knows a little about crafting, there is no suitable material to use, let alone defend such a vast territory, even this imperial city is afraid that it will be difficult to survive a day.

The country of the negative is deep in the hinterland of the continent, the strategic location is self-evident, the monarch of the negative country was once a great hero who swept the world and created a short-term peace of the nine countries, and now the hero is in the twilight, and killing this Taiping pillar is to cut off the no-war covenant. In other words, when the country of the negative is destroyed, the world will be in chaos. The premeditated plan to pacify the Nine Kingdoms has been going on for a long time, and in the first battle, the entire negative sacrifice military flag will be taken, first, to avenge the defeat of the year, and secondly, it is undoubtedly to demonstrate and declare war on several other countries.

In war, there is always too little time left for the weaker side. When Lin Ze was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the war drums outside the city sounding in unison, and the momentum shook the sky, and Jianxi began to call for battle.

Different from Lin Ze's assumption, the enemy only sent an elite sword soldier, as if to express his contempt and disregard for the defender, as if this sword squad was enough to kill all the negative soldiers. And this sword team is indeed aggressive, all of them are tall and big, vigorous and burly, and the eyebrows are full of thirst for blood, and the falling ring knife in his hand is half a person high, and the unpurified blood marks can still be glimpsed at the blade.

On the other hand, the negative soldiers, although the fighting spirit is not weak, but the delicate and melodious air between the eyebrows is too soft compared to the bloodthirsty madness, and the exercises on weekdays are all simulated battles, and the actual combat experience is probably less than half a point of the eye. Therefore, it is no wonder that at the moment of the war, under the solemn and serious faces, there are always a few more wisps of sadness and sorrow.

The first commander made a quick decision and sent a team of soldiers out of the city to meet the battle.

The first confrontation between the two armies, the advantage of the Jianhua sword soldiers was already obvious, the physical tendons were already higher than the negative soldiers, coupled with the high blood in the bones, the first round of body impact after the hideous roar directly knocked over all the negative soldiers in the front row. Before the negative warriors settled down, the big knives in the hands of the Jianwei sword soldiers were raised high, and suddenly the knife fell, like the power of empowerment to smash down, even if it did not break the weapon of resistance, it also made the people under the knife tremble all over their minds.

The negative warriors are fearless of barbarism and regard death as home, but death cannot stop anything.

In an instant, the flesh and blood flew sideways, and the team of negative soldiers was quickly slashed by the fierce Falling Ring Broadsword, and pieces of blood burst wantonly in front of them, splashing on the city gate. The sword soldiers won the small battle, and the momentum became more aggressive, and one by one they raised the big swords with the heads of the negative warriors above the top, and roared fiercely at the top of the castle tower.

It was the first time for Lin Ze to look directly at the scene of the army's fighting, and the thick bloody aura in the air and the severed limbs and stumps scattered under the city gate made him sick to his stomach, and the fear reflected in the tragedy came to his face.

Lin Ze began to wonder if his original decision was wrong, and all his ambitions were vanished in an instant. This is a real war, not a few words of ambition that can defeat the enemy, and the bloody slaughter, let alone a set of beautiful destruction armor that can be done once and for all.