In Chang'an in early autumn, the fallen leaves began to drift away.

The Imperial Temple, smoke curling.

There is a noble and elegant woman standing in the hall, a drag phoenix skirt can not hide the plump figure, her appearance is absolutely beautiful and dusty, her skin is white and delicate, but her eyebrows and eyes are particularly haggard.

It was the new monarch Li Wan, who had only been on the throne for three months.

The second empress in history is also the second heroine of the Tang Dynasty.

is different from the Zetian Great Sage Emperor who opened the world, her ascension to the throne did not cause a storm of public opinion, which seems to be logical.

Fifty years ago, the Dao of Heaven changed dramatically, the aura recovered, the world was subverted, the major forces rose one after another, and the already fragmented Tang Dynasty completely collapsed.

As the most outstanding martial arts talent of the Li Tang clan, after seven years and twelve emperors, she fearlessly launched the palace military advice and presided over the Jinluan Palace.

The first thing she did was to eradicate the eunuchs, and the eunuch-led government that lasted for 20 years completely disappeared, and the stubborn diseases since the Anshi Rebellion were eradicated.

But that's about it.

No matter how strong she is, she can't cope with the imminent collapse.

Outside, there is a prosperous barbarian country, which seems to be favored by the way of heaven and occupies the territory with the strongest aura.

The land of Shenzhou is even more miserable, in just a few decades, in addition to the Tang Sheji, Western Shu, Southern Chu, Northern Liang, Youyan, Zhao, and Eastern Wu have been called emperors.

The rivers and lakes are chaotic, and the ban is violated by force, and morality and ethics are not worth one or two in front of the fist.

"Li Bang, turn the tide and help the building to fall, I can't do it even if I try."

The empress's red lips opened lightly, and she was sad.

Even if she has the heart to turn the tide and has the will to revive the decay, even if she has all the courage that a dynasty savior should have.

But times have changed.

In fact, the princes of the court have already been like ashes, and they have already begun to rot, waiting for the Kyushu Dinghua to fall.

Whoever wins helps whom.

In the Anshi Rebellion, the Tang Dynasty was exhausted.

She may well be the king of the dead country.

Li Wan is not afraid of being criticized by later generations, she is not afraid of being nailed to the pillar of historical shame, she is only afraid that the prosperous Tang Dynasty will become a bubble.

The Empress looked out of the window and saw that the sky above her was always black and gray, as if someone had covered her with a dirty rag.

You can't pull it off.

The Tang Dynasty, which used to come to the dynasty from all countries, is now withering in the people's livelihood, and can only protect itself.

The Empress paced to the spiritual seat, offered a few pillars of incense, and then gazed at the portrait quietly.

The first was Emperor Gaozu Taiwu.

He overthrew the Sui Dynasty and established the Tang Dynasty.

The second is Taizong.

Tian Khan, in the heart of the empress, is only inferior to Qin Shi Huang, and is the only two ancient emperors in the history of the Central Plains.

The third is Gojong.

The real king of Shoucheng, although his character was much discussed by the people, he created the rule of Yonghui and destroyed Goguryeo and the Western Turks.

The Empress paused for a long time in front of the fourth portrait.

Then the Great Holy Empress!

Since the beginning of the world, the only empress, she has left an indelible mark on the history books with her lonely bravery.

She is destined to be a legend, she killed indiscriminately during her reign, and even lost territory, but she also increased her troops in the four towns of Anxi and truly ruled the Western Regions.

"Anxi ......" Li Wan muttered softly, his expression very bitter.

The former glory has long been gone, and even the Hexi Corridor is gone, how can there still be Anxi?

Those border generals were far away from their homeland in the Central Plains, but they couldn't even bring back their bones decades after their deaths.

"The Li royal family is ashamed of you, and Jiangshan Sheji is ashamed of you."

The empress skipped the portraits of Tang Zhongzong and Tang Ruizong, the two ancestors lived in the shadow of the Great Sage Empress Zetian, and no matter how much they whitewashed, they were mediocre and incompetent.

She looked at the portrait of Xuanzong.

"Li Longji ......," the empress sighed in her heart.

A large part of the current tragic situation is caused by this ancestor.

The Anshi Rebellion and the division of the feudal town completely changed the prosperity of the Kaiyuan Dynasty and brought the Tang Dynasty to the end of the road.

Ancestor Xuanzong undoubtedly has a very gorgeous cover and brilliant text, but unfortunately the ending is extremely sloppy, so that Li Wan can't bear to read it, and the back cover is covered with dust and dirt.

Looking through the annals of history, it seems that there are few emperors like Xuanzong, who has such a huge gap in his life-

The prosperous era of Kaiyuan created by him will definitely stand at the top of history and amaze future generations.

But the Anshi Rebellion caused by him pushed the empire to the abyss of no return.

"One point of merit, nine points, this is the court's private evaluation of you......"

The empress paused for a long time, and suddenly said loudly:

"I thought it was!"

Is it unfilial piety for later generations to criticize the ancestors so much?

But it is really difficult for Li Wan to sing the praises of Xuanzong, the tragic situation of the people now, the land of Shenzhou that is now oppressed by the barbarians, and the Central Plains where the morals are corrupt and the gang is often absent.

A large part of the reason is him!

"Taizong, you are alive, can you save the situation?"

Li Wan didn't look at the rest of the portraits, but stared at the portrait of Li Shimin, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty.

No one gave her an answer.

Really?

She didn't know, the answer might be too cruel.

Today's Datang is like a patient who is dying slowly, he will definitely die, it is only a matter of time, but how long can it last?

"Where is the glimmer of hope?"

"Who told me that there are still Tang Dynasty bones in the world? How many sons are still willing to fight for Datang? ”

Li Wan pursed his lips, calmed the sad emotions in his heart, and slowly left the imperial temple.

……

The wind was howling and the clouds were rushing.

The vast desert, this catastrophic city of Qiuzi, looks incomparably small and lonely.

The only dignified government in the city was overcrowded at the moment, with scrawny women and immature children, as well as a few crippled white-haired old men.

The atmosphere was silent, even oppressive.

A map was placed on the table.

Over the past sixty years, the city has found many maps on the corpses of aliens, but never without such clarity and detail.

On the blond-haired and blue-eyed leader, a bloody map was found.

The smile on the old woman's face gradually stiffened.

Can you imagine?

After sixty years of waiting, she was sure that Datang was still there, and the word "Tang" on the map made her unable to take her eyes off.

But when she saw the territory of the Tang Dynasty, she felt a kind of helplessness and sadness soaked in the bone marrow.

"Heavens, how can this be......"

Countless women wept bitterly, unable to accept the downfall of Datang.

In the past, the glorious Tang Dynasty of all countries came to the dynasty, and now it is shrinking to the land of three states, and there are countries such as "Northern Liang", "Southern Chu", "Youyan" and so on.

The barbarian kingdom dominates the entire Western Regions, and its territory has expanded to Mobei, fighting against the Shenzhou Continent with its own strength.

In the dead atmosphere, the old woman squirmed her lips and spoke with difficulty:

"Datang is still there, and sixty years of perseverance is meaningful."

"But what is the pitiful situation now!!" A woman with a red face and red ears said in a loud voice:

"What could be more difficult in the world than for us to hold on?"

"Sixty years, no reinforcements, growing their own food, never eating a piece of pastry, not wearing a piece of splendid clothes!"

"Watching the child grow up, watching him die on the wall, burying him in the grave with my own hands!"

"In sixty years, a total of 22,000 Anxi troops, can one surrender, but one person is captured?"

"None of us thought about giving up for a moment, why did the Tang Dynasty, which came to the dynasty of all countries, fall so far?!"

Choked and cried throughout the hall, the most unwilling roar of darkness and despair.

She hopes to see a prosperous Tang Dynasty with many soldiers, she hopes to bring the spiritual position back to the Central Plains, and she hopes that the court will send troops to help Anxi!

But all illusions have been shattered!

Gu Changan stood in the corner, silent.

The course of history in his previous life had changed completely, and he had become at a loss.

The only constant.

The Tang Dynasty, which once came to the dynasty of all countries, was already suffering from cancer, and the cancer cells were spreading wildly, and half a foot stepped into the coffin.

"Chang'an, now that you have a map, you should go to Chang'an."

The old woman staggered, walked to Gu Changan's side, and held his hand tightly.

"No, no." Gu Changan vetoed.

The old woman's face turned cold, and she trembled and said:

"Do you want to let the spirit of the Anxi army in heaven not rest? Anthy, rest in peace!! ”

"They just want the Chang'an court to know that Anxi has not retreated for sixty years, has not lost Qiuci City for sixty years, and the territory of the Tang Dynasty is still there!"

Gu Changan's throat tightened, and he still refused:

"The people are in the city, and as soon as I leave, the territory is lost, and you ......"

He said half of it, but his attitude was still very tough.

It is impossible to leave.

He can still fight, he does not allow himself not to do his best, he is afraid of losing the city, and he is even more afraid of the old and weak women and children being slaughtered by foreign races.

"Let's go Chang'an, only you can get out of the boundless desert, and only you have the ability to reach Chang'an."

An old woman begged bitterly.

She just wanted the child to live.

Everyone knew that Qiuzi City would never be saved, and she didn't want this promising child to die.

"Chang'an, let's go, fulfill Anxi's sixty-year last wish, and let the Central Plains know the spirit of Anxi's army."

All the people persuaded each other one after another, and everyone hoped that Gu Changan would survive and not follow in the footsteps of the Baitou Army.

Sixty years is long enough, and no reinforcements will come if you wait a long time, and Anxi is worthy of the entire Central Plains nation.

Gu Changan looked around and said sincerely:

"Grandparents, Chang'an will not retreat, people are in the city, and it is my mission to defend this territory, and it is also the whole meaning of my life."

As soon as the words fell.

Poof!

The old woman fell to her knees.

She is Guo Duhu's widow, nearly eighty years old, but at this moment she kneels and begs.

"Grandma......" Gu Changan panicked, grabbed her shoulders and forcibly helped her up, and said with rare anger:

"I can't force me, it was my oath when I was ten years old to defend this city, and I was twenty years old, or thirty years old, or even eighty years old!"

"As long as I don't die, it is impossible to give up Qiuzi City, and it is impossible to give up the last piece of territory in the Western Regions in the Central Plains of Shenzhou!"

A sharp voice sounded, the hall fell silent, and the old woman quietly swallowed the bitterness in her throat.

Why bother?

"I'll go!"

At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded outside the hall.