"Nonsense! As a citizen of Tianfu, are you tired of living impatiently when you speak so disrespectfully? The general was angry, and then sighed again, "Go home quickly, the old man should not have heard." ”

"Didn't the seniors wonder what the hell this place is?"

The general looked around: "It's just the demon dragon's lair!" ”

"Do you know from that senior, where did the demon dragon come from?"

"This 。。。。。。"

"He is the national teacher of Tianfu Kingdom."

"Nonsense! The old man is a dignified general of Tianfu, how can I not know what kind of bullshit national teacher there is in my country! How can a national teacher feed on the people! ”

"Because he's actually a demon of Fuguo."

"Fuguo, Fuguo。。。。。。"

Hearing the word Fuguo, the general was stunned, and countless sad scenes poured into his mind.

The drums of war are beating, the swords and swords are shadowing, the corpses are everywhere, and the whole army is annihilated。。。。。。

In the end, he only remembered that he was the only one left, and there were thousands of arrows on the other side。。。。。。

And later? Why can't I remember anything?

"And then! I can't remember! And then what!! As if unwilling to accept the reality in front of him, the general hissed with red eyes and questioning.

It didn't take long for him to kneel on the ground again, hiding his face and weeping. The battle-hardened veteran is now choked up like a child, repeating over and over again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's me who failed to keep it, it's me, it's all me... ”

Tong Jing just wanted to help the person in front of him up, but he didn't expect that the knife suddenly emitted a strong and dazzling white light, just like when Gu Beiqing fought against Qin Xiao. Then the two of them returned to their beginnings in the form of spirits.

Now Gu Beiqing understands that this kind of spirit or consciousness retrospective requires a certain item of spiritual wisdom as a medium, this knife is said to be the founding treasure knife, absorbing a part of the country's luck in the ups and downs of a country, it is no longer an ordinary weapon. Perhaps it is precisely because of this knife that the ghost general in front of him, who has no grievances, can always maintain the condition of the spirit body from dissipating and not entering reincarnation.

It is now the eve of the destruction of Tianfu.

It turned out that the kingdom of Tianfu had been shattered under the incompetent rule of several generations of kings. General Long Helan was awarded the title of General of the Dragon Banner, and he cared about his family and country and fought everywhere. In the past 30 years, he has fought hundreds of battles, large and small, and recaptured 16 border states, with great achievements. The emperor even rewarded the treasure sword and dragon slashing knife directly to General Long.

When the old emperor was critically ill, the army of Fuguo came to the city. At this moment, the army is maneuvering with another country on the northern border of Tianfu. The war in the north has not yet been decided, and now even the country is about to be lost.

"Old Dragon, you have sacrificed too much for me and for Tianfu, you should be disarmed and returned to the field at this age, and I will trouble you again." Before he could say a few words, the emperor who was reclining on the dragon couch coughed violently.

"Ahem, my time is running out, I have reigned for more than 30 years, and I have fought in the north for 30 years."

"Ahem... Ahem... The old emperor's face was sallow, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and there were tears in his eyes, I don't know if he coughed too much or something.

"I know I'm not a good king, I... Alas, take the Guards with you. ”

Long Helan knelt on one knee in front of the dragon couch, and immediately said, "Don't you, Your Majesty!" The Imperial Forest Army has not been able to leave the Imperial City since ancient times, and if it leaves, what will happen to the safety of the Imperial City and His Majesty! ”

"Safety 。。。。。 "Tsk," he smiled bitterly, "What is there to talk about safety when the country is gone." ”

Suddenly, he said, "I owe you so much." ”

This is a battle that must be lost, and Emperor Wen Xuan feels that it doesn't matter who the throne is.

So the last imperial decree of his life was to grant amnesty to the world.

Emperor Wen Xuan, who hadn't gotten out of bed for a few days, trembled and fell to the ground with the support of his father-in-law, and waved his hand: "It's all gone, go back, go home!" ”

His gray hair was a little messy, and the long-term torture of illness had left him with only a handful of bones. Although those eyes were a little cloudy, they still shone faintly, which was the arrogance of the emperor. The candlelight danced, and the palace maids and eunuchs gently withdrew from the dormitory with tears in their eyes.

The Tiger Talisman was handed over to General Long in this way.

The sky was dark, and the people watched the army out of the city, and everyone was silent. General Long was at the head of the team, still holding his head high, his eyes were like torches, but he was ready to sacrifice in his heart.

The horse leather shroud was returned, which was the ending he hoped for.

What can be hoped for is Ha Qinghai Haiyan.

General Long led his well-trained Long family army and the imperial forest army sent by the emperor to line up outside the city, preparing to fight the enemy to the death. Despite the disparity in strength between the two sides, everyone still roared and rushed towards death, without hesitation, because behind them was home, country, and tenderness in their hearts.

In fact, the end was already doomed, and the whole army was destroyed. General Long was seriously wounded, and he stood in front of the city gate, stabbing one after another, and the corpses around him were piled up. He felt that his right hand could no longer hold the knife, so he switched to his left. Oh, it turned out that there were only three fingers left in his right hand, and he sneered and muttered, "I say, how can you not even hold a knife." ”

Then he shouted at the oppressive army on the opposite side: "Come on! I'm not afraid of you! If you want to enter the city, step over your grandfather's corpse first! Then, ten thousand arrows were fired.

The dragon's chest was full of arrow feathers, and his horizontal sword stood outside the city walls. The wounds on his body were innumerable, and the blood was pouring down, staining the general's armor and the ground beneath his feet. His eyes were still wide and his body was erect.