The bell of the court meeting rang.

Liu Shang stood on the majestic square, looking up at the majestic Jinluan Palace, and sixty-three years later, he walked here on behalf of the soul of Anxi.

"Enter." Xu Ting said lightly and walked calmly up the white jade stairs.

Liu Shang took a deep breath and followed.

In the Jinluan Palace, the atmosphere was suffocating.

The empress was dressed in a dragon robe, wearing a crown on her head, and her delicate cheeks showed no mood fluctuations.

Hundreds of civil and military officials stood with wat and exchanged glances with each other, and the emperor of Beiliang visited for no reason, and it was difficult to distinguish between good and evil.

In his honorable capacity, what is worth a visit in person?

When the old man with gray temples and deep-set eye sockets walked into the court, the ministers suddenly fell silent.

As long as you open your mouth, you can analyze the attitude.

Today, the imperial power is orthodox, and according to etiquette, Xu Ting must also bow his head.

The tension in the court hall reached its peak.

There was a long silence.

"Meet the Son of Heaven."

Xu Ting bowed slightly, and stopped when he clicked.

It was as if the tight bowstring was suddenly loosened, the civil and military officials were sweating, and the atmosphere in the hall eased a lot.

"Give a seat." The empress nodded her delicate chin.

"Nope." Xu Ting didn't want to waste time on red tape, so he directly clarified his intentions:

"Li Tang Sheji, do you remember the Anxi Army guarding the Western Regions?"

The voice fell, and the noise stopped abruptly!

The ministers were shocked, and subconsciously looked at Liu Shang, who was at a loss.

Although in the past sixty-three years, even historians have closed the coffin, and there are only four words "I don't know the ...... of survival", which will forever seal the story of the lonely Western Regions.

But posterity did not forget!

The empress stared quietly at the outside of the hall, her heart was turned upside down, and she said categorically:

"I don't dare to forget for a moment, Li Tangshe is ashamed of Anxi!"

It seems to be close to the truth, in fact, she has already guessed, otherwise she would not have appointed Li Lian to take Caige to the Western Regions.

But in the center of the court, no courtiers believed in her, to be precise, no one believed in miracles.

Xu Ting bowed his head, gave Liu Shang an encouraging look, and then turned sideways and took half a step back, leaving the stage to the legendary warrior who climbed out of the Western Regions.

Facing countless eyes, Liu Shang lowered his head and didn't dare to force his eyes, but after thinking about it, isn't it just to stand upright in the center of the Tang Dynasty for sixty-three years?

He straightened his waist and tried to pronounce through his teeth and lips, but even with his bloodshot eyes, he could only say "ahhh

I'm so useless, Pharmacist Sun has obviously taught me many times, I practice day and night, why can't I do it.

There was a dead silence in the Jinluan Palace, and even the sound of leaking dripping in the hall could be heard clearly.

The ministers were silent, and they seemed to be waiting for an unprecedented miracle.

Liu Shang squirmed his throat, and in his efforts again and again, he finally made an intermittent sound:

"Ann...... Anxi Army does not ...... Do not disgrace the mission, not an inch of land. ”

After speaking, he burst into tears, just for this sentence, more than 20,000 heroic souls in Anxi died heroically, none of them surrendered, and the gray hair couldn't hold the spear, and they had to stick to the territory of the Central Plains.

Rumble!

The civil and military officials stiffened and closed their eyes tightly, but it was as if the embankment had been shattered in one fell swoop, and the river was rushing in.

Someone burst into tears.

Not an inch of land has been lost, these four words are so simple that children who have just entered a private school can read them, but they are too heavy!

In what desperate situation did the Anxi army not lose an inch of land?

In the hinterland of barbarians, there were no reinforcements for sixty-three years, and there was no hope in the desolate and lonely desert, and not even a breeze from the Central Plains could blow.

In the endless darkness, there are still a group of people who loyally fulfill the mission of "expanding the territory" given to them during the heyday of the Tang Dynasty.

Year after year, day after day.

The empress's ten fingers were clasped tightly, her knuckles were pinched white, she forcibly pressed her emotions, and said in a trembling voice:

"Majestic, majestic!"

"You have not failed the Central Plains, it is the Central Plains that can't stand you."

"I ......"

She was stuck in her throat, and she seemed to want to say something, but she didn't say anything.

Maybe I once expected the Anxi Army to have descendants to survive, but I never hoped that the territory was still there, what kind of shocking stubborn defense was that?

The eyes of the civil and military officials were red, and the battle-hardened generals kept wiping away their tears, and what was more desperate than death on the battlefield was hopeless.

"The body is dead, the god is the spirit, and the soul is resolute." Jae choked up.

A lonely city, every piece of earth and gravel is a miracle, and it is an indestructible faith!

Suddenly.

"Sixty-three years ago, my father set up a wine ...... on the platform" A green-robed official's lips trembled, and he ran out of the palace quickly.

Dad, you've finally arrived!

Full of pathos, in silent depression, Xu Ting said in a hoarse voice:

"Anxi's 22,373 generals were martyred one after another, none of them surrendered, except for the old and disabled women and children in the city, only one person was left to defend the city."

"His name is Gu Chang'an."

The ministers were breathless, and it was difficult to contain their emotions, so they wept and wept one after another.

Despair is not the death of 20,000 people, but the death of one person, which happens 20,000 times!

The number of people around me is decreasing one by one, originally 20,000 people, but gradually becoming 2,000, 200......

No one wants to go home, but if they fall, their land will be lost!

They went to death one after another, shedding the last drop of blood, guarding the territory of the Tang Dynasty and the spirit of China!

There are no reinforcements, no response, and not a single letter from home can be sent back to his hometown, such persistence is too bitter.

"You are the last glory of the Tang Dynasty." The empress's voice trembled, and the corners of her mouth tasted a hint of saltiness and bitterness, only to realize that she was in tears.

She wants to reward Anxi's soul, she wants to build a martyr's shrine in Chang'an, but before that, she must do one thing for Sheji Sun and Moon -

Take the last guard home!

"Your Majesty."

The green-robed official returned to the court hall and supported the trembling old man, who was as skinny as wood and held a mud-stained wine jar in his arms.

Wei ...... Wei Cihan, sixty-three years ago, went out to serve wine in Dianjiangtai. ”

Tears flowed from the old man's ravine-filled face.

As the saying goes, there is a beginning and an end, and when the Anxi army returns to Chang'an, he still has to serve wine.

But he waited for a long time, and his memories were all gone, but he didn't wait for the border army.

Wei Cihan pushed his son away, stood up with difficulty, and stood on the platform at the age of twenty-seven, looking at the Tang Iron Army with a trembling spirit.

The old man slowly raised the jar above his head, and although it was a long, long delay, he was finally able to complete his mission.

His old eyes were cloudy, and he wanted to behave solemnly, but he still choked up:

"Congratulations to the triumph of the king."

Suddenly, the ministers burst into tears, Liu Shang clenched his fists tightly, and he hoped that this scene happened sixty years ago.

He looked at the old man and walked over gently.

"Have you ever fallen into the majesty of the Central Plains?" Wei Cihan was in tears.

Liu Shang's vocal cords roared with difficulty, "Not ...... Never! ”

"Shame on the community?"

"Yes."

Wei Cihan smiled and handed over the wine jar:

"Drink, please!"

Liu Shang's eyes were red, but he didn't open the altar with wine, he was not qualified to drink all the triumphant wine for Anxi's soul, what he could drink was Chang'an.

"Your Majesty, the grass people are only invited to bring the ashes of Anxi's heroic soul back to Chang'an."

Wei Cihan knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

He is dying, he is afraid that the Chinese civilization will be buried in the hands of the barbarians, and he is even more afraid that the people of the Central Plains will be wantonly slaughtered by foreign races, and Shenzhou will not die!

In the era of upside-down chaos, we need the spiritual candle of the Anxi Army too much, and we need the national ridge that can still resist in a desperate situation!

"Hurry up, please." The empress motioned to the imperial history in front of the palace to help the old man up, and said firmly:

"I hereby swear that the Tang Dynasty will definitely go to the Western Regions!"

The ministers gradually calmed down their sad emotions, and also clarified the intention of Beiliang Xu Ting's visit.

He underestimated His Majesty too much.

seems to want to use this way to invisibly force Datang to express its position.

But what he didn't know was that as early as a year ago, His Majesty issued a holy decree to send 10,000 elites to the Western Regions, which was rejected by the court.

But now, there is only one thought in the hearts of the civil and military officials.

Must go!

Take back the ashes of Anxi, take back Chang'an, and take back the most tenacious torch of the Central Plains.

The flames are burning the plains, awakening the sleeping land of Shenzhou, burning the blood of the common people, it's time to stand up!

We have thousands of years of history, we have experienced so many ups and downs of glory and disgrace, even if we are facing the situation of inevitable death now, we must have the courage to do justice without hesitation.

The Central Plains cannot die!

Xu Ting's face was like a flat lake, and there was an imperceptible look of relief in the depths of his eyes.

After all, Datang is still orthodox in Shenzhou, if he refuses, he will really chill the world and completely bury this glimmer of hope.

Fortunately, the empress was not the previous straw bale emperors.

After being aggrieved for so long, it is time to fight with the barbarians in the Western Regions!

Abrupt.

Outside the Jinluan Palace, the eunuch's half-yin voice suddenly sounded:

"Your Majesty, Mobei Zhelansu's staff requests to be seen."

The civil and military officials wiped away their tears, and a trace of doubt flashed through their red eyes.

Barbarian?

Mobei Zhelansu is also a member of the barbarian country, and he appeases the territory of Mobei for three thousand miles, and it is impossible for the Central Plains not to understand this person.

"Xuan." The empress's tone is sensitive.

A moment later, a hooded and blue-eyed scribe entered the temple respectfully.

He was ordered by his superiors to lurk in Chang'an City for a long time, and today he heard that the Beiliang Emperor entered Beijing alone, so he guessed that the lonely city in the Western Regions was exposed.

Take this opportunity to surrender!

The staff noticed a pair of hateful eyes and an undercurrent of anger, and hurried to think of getting rid of the hatred:

"Gu Changan is still alive."

As soon as the words fell, the civil and military officials were relieved, they were too afraid that the man would fall.

Liu Shang smiled and cried, he did the agreement he made outside the city, and Chang'an did not break the contract.

The empress's five fingers hidden in the sleeves of her robe were clenched tightly, and suddenly released as if venting her excitement.

Seeing that the hostility of the Jinluan Palace was reduced, the staff simply prostrated and shouted loudly:

"Your Majesty the Tang Dynasty, my lord is willing to lead 13,000 elites to surrender to the Tang Dynasty."

Rumble!

It's like thunder!

The civil and military officials looked terrified, and subconsciously felt that there was fraud in it.

The barbarians are arrogant, and Shenzhou is getting weaker and weaker, no matter how much you deny it, it is also a fact of this era.

How many soft bones in the Central Plains have taken refuge in the barbarians, but there has never been a high-ranking barbarian official begging to surrender to Shenzhou, and he is still a feudal official with military power.

Absurd!

Impossible!

A mere dog, dare to tease the Datang Center, you can be killed!

The joy of the "dangerous ......" empress was suddenly extinguished, and the beautiful jade cheeks quickly turned pale.

"The Holy City is thundering and furious, and all the nine clans of my lord have been killed, so I implore Datang to give me a way to live."

The staff was heartbroken and sad.

If it weren't for the end of the road, how could it be a laughing stock on the pillar of shame of the empire?

The difference in strength between the two civilizations is too great, and it is not stupid to take refuge in the Central Plains, which is doomed to perish!

The Jinluan Hall was silent.

Qunchen suffered a cardiac arrest, the green tendons on his forehead bloomed one by one, and finally a sense of powerlessness swept through his body.

Zhelansu was once a sanctioner of seven thousand miles in the Western Regions, what kind of crime did he commit to be punished by the Nine Clans?

Don't dare to think, afraid to think.

A man who does not retreat in the dark may have to face the entire barbarian country alone!

"Please...... Please give His Majesty the Tang Dynasty a chance. The staff member said in a low voice, with a hot face.

The empress didn't say anything, just stared at him for a moment:

"Have you seen Gu Chang'an?"

The staff was suddenly silent, and the bloody scene of the desert appeared in his mind, and at that time, he watched with his honor, and Gu Changan's posture was deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul.

Datang definitely wants to hear it, so let's say it.

The temple was quiet.

The staff adjusted their emotions and told the story:

"Three years ago, the old witch had just taken up the post of sanctioner, and she personally conquered Qiuzi City and led the elite of the Four Thousand Moon Clan."

He skipped his dignity and fled.

But how can civil and military officials be so easily fooled, and Yu Shi asked with a cold face:

"The sanctioner of the Western Regions should be Zhelansu!"

The staff suddenly felt humiliated, and this group of people asked knowingly, and after hesitating for a while, they sighed:

"The Lord is afraid of Gu Chang'an, and he is determined to step down and leave the mess to the old witch."

The Jinluan Hall fell into boundless silence, and the ministers were dumbfounded, and there was a thick shock in their eyes!

Zhelansu was one step closer to being the judge giant at the Barbarian Round Table, but he would rather lose power than flee the Western Regions.

"Why?" The empress was expressionless, pursing her red lips tightly.

The staff is dizzy, is it interesting to reveal the scars like this? Cause and effect that even children can understand, but they have to pretend to be a lake!

He didn't know that for a man who carried the glory of China alone, Datang wanted to clearly understand every deed.

"Let's talk about the old witch Yue Jiuling." It is really difficult to say that the staff vetoed it.

Without waiting for the court to react, he quickly said:

"Outside the city, the momentum of the four thousand elites is like a rainbow, and in that mottled and dilapidated lonely city, there is only a white-robed figure."

"In that desperate situation, which of you still has the courage to fight?"

The military attaché will shudder.

When they walked on the road and the crowd came, they would feel a heavy pressure, let alone 4,000 elites in armor and weapons?

They will definitely have weak legs, not to laugh at themselves, but to boast.

Just trembling is already a great courage, and if you deeply analyze yourself, you may have raised the flag long ago.

The staff's face was tense and his voice was low:

"But what did Gu Changan do?"

"He's beating the drums!

”

"The drums are beating loudly, obviously there is only one person, but he is shouting the Anxi Army, fight to the death with me!"

The ministers were shocked, although they knew that Gu Changan survived in the end, but at this moment, their hearts were beating violently.

"He slowly walked out of the city gate with the banner on his shoulder, and that picture was really shocking to the past and the present!"

"The army array advanced, and three hundred arrows were fired at Gu Chang'an in unison, he was like a hedgehog, covered in blood."

The empress's chest was dull, like ten thousand arrows piercing her heart, and she clung to the armrest of the throne.

"Gu Changan is still standing, he can't kneel, and he hasn't even fallen the Datang flag."

"Who's scared?"

"Four thousand soldiers!"

"They were frightened in an instant, and the blood-stained figure came over like this, waving their long swords......"

The staff was hoarse, telling about the battle situation, after all, it was a personal experience, and he had seen every detail.

The hall was full of cold, like an ice cave.

Hearing that Gu Changan's lower abdomen was cut open with a knife and his intestines were amputated, the ministers were terrified and had tears in their eyes.

You're alone!

Is it okay for you to surrender......

"Gu Changan became more and more courageous, and he broke out into unprecedented killing, at that moment, I really thought that he was not flesh and blood."

The staff's limbs stiffened, and their lips trembled slightly, unwilling to recall the cruel scenes.

The civil and military officials held the court wat to the death, and their hearts were like knives, and the knife seemed to cut at their hearts.

The empress burst into tears, her delicate cheeks pale and bloodless, and she had no doubt about the authenticity.

Gu Changan is the only wizard who has ever created his own qi machine!

But he will also hurt!

"Gu Changan never frowned, but when he was killing, he often looked back, the army was in chaos, and one by one the elites were reduced to unjust souls under the sword, and he was slaughtering wildly!"

"It's a bloody massacre, and I even doubt he'll kill until the end of the ocean."

Xu Ting's face twitched when he heard this.

Why turn back?

Because he was in pain, he was tired, and he thought about it for a hundred years.

But the territory behind him was silently telling him, look at me, can you still rest?

"Gu Changan stood majestically, with thousands of wounds all over his body, he sneered, didn't there be a brute dog to cut off my head?"

"No, it's all a dense mass of corpses and miserable wails."

He trembled back, slung the blood-stained flag over his shoulder, and stared fiercely at the chariot in the distance.

"The Lord had a lingering afterthought, saying that this was a look he had never seen before, too powerful, and too lonely!"

The staff took a deep breath and said the sentence that still shocks him to this day:

Gu Changan planted the flag half a mile outside the city, looked up at the sky, blood from his hair dripped all over his face, and he said loudly, "

"Gu Chang'an, the last soldier of the Anxi Army of the Tang Dynasty, would like to comfort the land of China and the sun and moon with the heads of 4,000 enemies."

"Today, expand the territory!"

Expand your territory!

！

The sound reverberated endlessly in the Golden Luan Palace.

The blood in the bodies of the civil and military officials flowed at an incredible speed, as if it would boil and burn in an instant.

"No wonder the ...... of the national fortune boost" The prime minister's old tears are rampant, and he breeds unprecedented pride.

For decades, the territory of the Tang Dynasty has shrunk to the land of Sanzhou, and the self-proclaimed hero is a general, who can expand the territory for Sheji?

No one!

No one in a huge dynasty can achieve this feat.

And in the Western Regions, where no one cares, one person and one sword, bring long-awaited glory to the humiliated Tang Dynasty!

The old witch was so frightened that her hair was scattered, and she swore before setting out on the expedition that she would crush Gu Changan and chop it into thousands of pieces of meat, but now? Just run away! ”

"Don't you know that the old witch can still walk like a fly......

The staff touched up a little, in fact, the fastest runner was the lord, but the old witch was indeed running for her life.

The ministers set off a storm in their hearts, and they didn't see it with their own eyes, which is really a regret in this life!

With his brilliant feats, Gu Changan has become one of the most shining heroes among the countless heroes who have emerged in the long history of the land of Shenzhou.

Radiant!

"You also think this is Gu Changan's limit, right?"

"Although I went up to Mobei with the Lord, I am always paying attention to the movements in the Western Regions."

"The old witch is determined to be ashamed, and guess how many soldiers and horses she has brought?"

The staff saw that the ministers were excited, and they also sold a small pass.

"Seven thousand?" Li Deyu, the secretary of the military department, felt that it was too exaggerated after speaking.

"Hehe, twelve thousand!

”

"And the three Great Grandmasters!"

"There is also the most powerful weapon in the empire, Emperor Beiliang should know best."

The staff was in a state of flux, and this battle destroyed the old witch and brought the old horseman into the abyss.

The hall was silent.

12,000 ......

The ministers are confused, terrifying, exciting, proud, heartache, all kinds of emotions are intertwined.

Xu Ting's inky brows furrowed tightly, recalling the giant crow net that the Three Kingdoms Alliance encountered on the battlefield of Xishu, which could cover the qi of heaven and earth, like Mount Tai lying above his head.

"Li Ping's warlock can predict the portrait, precisely because Gu Changan opened up the territory of the Tang Dynasty for another twenty miles, directly disturbing the luck of the abyss."

The staff was concise and to the point, and the omitted words were self-evident.

The civil and military officials were silent.

He won.

In the end, he won a battle that shook the world and wept ghosts and gods, and created the most terrifying war monument in the history of Huanghuang.

"Great!" There are officials who are enthusiastic, hoarse and filial.

But his voice was particularly harsh in the silent court.

The ministers mourned and did not echo it.

Single-handedly slaughtering four thousand barbarian dogs, they were excited.

But when the army was buried outside the lonely city, when the banner of the Tang Dynasty was planted in the territory of twenty miles, they felt severe pain.

"Yes, Gu Changan is so pitiful, just to live, he is already very hard."

The staff sighed, he rubbed his eyes, and felt funny in his heart, the empire was obviously a victim, how could he be moved.

"On the night of the rout, the old witch sent an assassin to take the opportunity to behead Gu Chang'an."

"Do you know what the Assassins saw? A figure covered in blood, patrolling back and forth at the head of the city, trembling and walking like this. ”

The tears in the empress's chest welled up to her throat, and she swallowed hard, but to no avail.

When her emotions accumulated to a certain extent, she couldn't control it completely.

A suppressed cry came from the throne.

Li Wan thought that her heart was so strong that she couldn't shake it, but just one sentence made her sobble in public.

The ministers were even more unbearable, and the battle-hardened warriors cried like a child.

You've only killed more than 10,000 barbarians today!

You're covered in wounds, you're cracked all over, can't you rest? Even if it's for one night.

Liu Shangcone cried in his heart, he hated himself for being too weak, he hated that he couldn't fight side by side with Chang'an.

Anxiying's soul is very bitter, but sixty years of suffering is not even comparable to every day that Chang'an has experienced.

"With all due respect, you're all worms!

”

Abruptly, the staff stood up, he didn't know where he got the courage, maybe it was just the conscience of a person.

"What did Gu Changan do wrong?"

"Would he like to be born in a lonely city? Does he want to take over the responsibility of defending the city? ”

"If he surrenders to the empire, he will be as dazzling as the glorious sun, he will accept the baptism of the new world, he can not only become the first general of the empire, but also can pursue a sword to open the gate of heaven!"

"He has the talent to transcend immortality!"

"Just because of the blood of Huaxia, you deserve to walk in hell with gritted teeth?"

“……”

After the staff finished speaking, they regretted it, what kind of fucking hero did they want, and scolded others for being brutes in the center of the Tang Dynasty......

But the Jinluan Hall was dead silent, only the intermittent choking sound, as if acquiescing.

Yes, who of the ministers has the face to refute, let me ask if they can hold out in the lonely city for a day?

The Central Plains, the nation, the responsibility, and the territory have become chains, tightening a man with amazing talents, making him miserable, and making him beg for death but can't.

"However, it is precisely because of Gu Chang'an that the Lord sees the hope of recasting the glory of the Central Plains, and if the loyal intestines and iron bones knock on the land of Shenzhou, there will definitely be a reverberation, and the liver, gallbladder and blood will re-envelop the Central Plains."

The staff spoke unhurriedly, this is a heartfelt word.

Since he is determined to surrender, of course, he hopes that the Central Plains can be revived and rise.

"Yes......" The empress's eyes were red, and after muttering a few times, she said firmly:

"I want to go to the Western Regions and take him home."

The ministers were silent.

What Gu Changan did was not for His Majesty, the king, but for the entire Chinese nation, but since His Majesty was sitting in his position, it was an unquestionable mission to bring him back.

Xu Ting's expression was serious, and he said in a deep voice:

"Then please ask the Son of Heaven to immediately spread the word to the land of Shenzhou, and those who are willing to fight with the barbarians in the Western Regions will come to Chang'an quickly."

The empress raised her head to calm her emotions, today is her most painful day, and it is also a day to change the depression of the past and rekindle hope.

Seeing that no one was looking at him, the staff panicked and shouted:

"My generation of Chinese nobles, how can I be committed to the Yi species!

”

"The Celestial Empire of Shenzhou, with a prosperous civilization and a high level of etiquette and education; The barbarians are vulgar and disdain allegiance! ”

"Besides, you can't forget your roots, in the past, the Zhelan clan was fortunate to inherit the teachings of the Khan, and it was time to serve the country."

He was terrified, once the Central Plains did not accept surrender, then the Lord would have no way to escape.

If the Tang Dynasty has a tough attitude, then try Beiliang and Youyan, but after all, in the Tang Dynasty, the Zhelan tribe was indeed a dog, and now it is in line with morality to surrender......

The ministers were stunned, this person was so shameless, and he often scolded himself for being a seed.

These words shook the sad mood of the Golden Luan Palace.

"Welcome."

A voice came from the throne.

The staff nodded their heads in thanks.

The civil and military officials were full of emotion, and the begging of Zhelansu was too historically significant.

As the first barbarian country to surrender to the Central Plains, it will definitely hit the arrogance of the barbarians, and the land of Shenzhou will definitely have high morale!

But it's all because of Gu Changan.

Without the lonely brave man who held a torch high in the dark, now Zhelansu is still the emperor of the soil in the Western Regions, and even the soldiers are in Yumen Pass, bringing disaster to the people of Beiliang!

"Spread my will, draft an edict!"

As soon as the empress's words fell, Pei Jingshu walked into the Jinluan Hall quickly, still holding a piece of letter paper in her hand.

She walked up to Danqi and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Your Majesty, I have seen the portrait man." ”

The empress's eyes are stagnant, and the colorful pigeon can fly thousands of miles in the Western Regions in three days, and Li Lian should bring Gu Chang'an's recent situation.

You okay?

"Read it." She didn't seem afraid to look at it.

Pei Jingshu pursed her lips and unfolded the rice paper, except for a few creases, there were dense words on it.

"Your Majesty, the old man has seen Gu Chang'an."

The Jinluan Hall was instantly quiet, and the civil and military officials held their breath and concentrated.

"He is very handsome, with clear eyes and a simple smile, just like a rich boy in the water town in the south of the Yangtze River." Pei Jingshu thought lightly and continued:

"However, he has gray hair and he is crazy."

The empress inserted her fingernails into her palms until blood seeped out.

The retainers were sluggish.

Crazy?

Pei Jingshu had tears in her eyes and choked up:

"He told the old man, I didn't run around, I had a good house."

After a burst of mourning, Liu Shang covered his face with his hands, gritted his teeth, and tears flowed out of his fingers.

The civil and military officials' hearts twitched, and they had an urge to cover their ears tightly, and they didn't dare to listen to it anymore.

"He only stays awake briefly when he sees Peach Blossom, but the old man clearly sees his hideous and distorted face, and he is too painful when he is awake."

He asked the old man if he was okay? Are the people well? The old body deceived him. ”

"But he said that he was so sad, he would only guard his family, and he couldn't save the people of the Central Plains."

The empress felt that she had been stabbed in the heart, dripping blood, and she was numb with grief.

"He babbled and said that he wanted to kill himself yesterday and die tomorrow, but he didn't say today."

"The old man knows that today he will still stand at the head of the city, guarding the territory like a statue."

"Tomorrow is a new today, and he can't do it all the time."

"The old body really wants to say to him, you have worked very hard, you can take a good rest, but how can the old body have the face to say this?"

"He couldn't stay awake anymore, and he let the old man get out of his house."

Pei Jingshu's voice was like a leaf trembling in the wind, trembling slightly and carrying a heavy meaning.

Even the staff members had a sour nose and wiped their tears with their sleeves.

Gu Changan in his heart is a killing demon, a cruel and terrifying monster, so strong that the sky collapses, and he can also hold the tip of his sword against it.

But now Gu Changan is crazy like a child.

Perhaps only by becoming a child can we be happy and carefree in the dark hell all the time.

"A plague knocked down Gu Changan, he obviously killed more than 10,000 barbarians, but why did a plague take the lives of his relatives in the city."

Pei Jingshu turned her head, but the flat words abused her completely!

The empress couldn't stop her tears, and her palms were holding the eucalyptus hard, she couldn't imagine Gu Chang'an's despair.

"He smashed his soul into the territory of the Central Plains......" Xu Ting lowered his head tightly.

"Thousands of miles of desert and a lonely city, every step of the old body, can step out of the severed head, buried in the yellow sand is densely packed with rotting corpses, he has worked hard to burn and clean up, but after the barbarian death wave after wave, endless."

"Listening to the child, he used to see Brother Gu secretly crying, hiding in the grave and touching his parents' tombstones, saying that he was so tired and tired."

"But since he went crazy, Brother Gu has been talking to himself all day long, and he is so happy......

Listening to Pei Zhizhao's crying, the ministers could no longer stand, squatting in the court hall and beating the white jade floor again and again.

Before this letter, although they were sad, they were more enthusiastic, and they were proud of the birth of a hero in the Central Plains!

What a selfish thought, they never seemed to have thought about it, would Gu Changan be willing to be a hero?

Behind the bloody battle, invincible, one man and one sword always sticking to the territory, is the fatigue of a child from childhood to adulthood, and the helplessness of struggling in the abyss!

Go home!

Take you home!

You can't bear any more, you should come to Chang'an and live the life you want.

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