Luo Chengzhi followed the night, rode the cold wind, and came by the snow.

The white breath exhaled between his snorts was his heart burning like lava.

With the bumpy body of the war horse under the crotch, it is an indescribable excitement.

Looking up, I couldn't see the moon.

Looking left and right, only the cold snow reflected the sharp sword light.

The horse's hooves were wrapped in a thick layer of cloth, and the mouth was hooked, gently moving the somewhat stiff body.

There is a faint light on the other side of the mountain, and when you look down at it, it is a bonfire that has never been extinguished, and just looking at it makes you feel the ultimate warmth.

Luo Chengzhi couldn't help but wrap the cotton clothes on his body.

It's cold.

Luo Chengzhi was looking at the stretched Hu people's felt tent, there were many people around him, he pointed to the Hu people Wang Ting as far as he could see and said: "Our army rushed to this place in the snowy night, the Hu people Wang Court did not pay attention, and its left and right David, can not take care of each other, our army went straight into the tent, beheaded Shan Yu, and then separated from the left and right, slaughtered the royal court, but unfortunately it snowed, can not be arson." ”

After he said that, a few others said: "Son, the Hu people's royal court is well guarded, our army has rushed here, the soldiers are tired, there are several tens of thousands of enemies in the Xianbei royal court, even if they only fight with the royal court Jinwei, they may not be able to be successfully beheaded, if they fall into the enemy formation, how to act?" ”

Xianbei was the strongest Hu regime in history, and it was not easy to defeat it when there was no internal strife.

Although the Xianbei royal court did not know that the coalition army would attack, it absorbed the lessons of the Xiongnu, and it was not a formation that could collapse at one rush.

Hearing this, Luo Chengzhi sighed with a slight emotion: "Do you know why the emperors of the coalition army pushed me to lead the army to raid the royal court, because this great task can only be guaranteed by the Luo clan." ”

Everyone looked at each other, and Luo Chengzhi had turned his head to Luo Yuzhi: "Yuzhi, you are not a descendant, live well, what I told you before, remember it well, after I die, you will take over the command of the army and bring back the sons and daughters who have not died after the war." ”

Luo Yuzhi already knew, but he still couldn't help crying, whimpering in a low voice, the cold wind was blowing, and there was frost on his eyelashes, he hurriedly wiped it off, and said in a muffled voice: "Brother, brother knows." ”

Luo Chengzhi's gaze swept over the extremely beautiful faces, on this hill, the Luo women were as pure as the snow lotus of the Tianshan Mountains, as delicate as the shining moon, there was nothing in this world that could take away the face of the Luo family girl.

"You should have been born in that beautiful land in Jiangdong, you should have had a happy and happy life, war is a man's business, but I brought you here to meet death, alas."

"King Su is supreme, and the light will live forever, and he will die for this, and he will die as he deserves."

The god of the four seasons was held by several people, eager to move.

Luo Chengzhi was silent for a moment, touched his little niece's head, stopped talking, he drew his scimitar, rode his horse through everyone, and said angrily, "Sons from Winterfell."

Knights from the nations, people of the king.

When the Warriors were chosen, I used to say that only the most fearless warriors would be able to come here.

How much have we suffered?

All the troubles are in your hearts, and I will not speak of them again.

Tonight is our last battle.

I don't know who will survive in the end, and I don't know who will be able to return to the Central Plains in the end.

But I won't be among them.

I hope you can return to the Central Plains with countless honors.

Look there!

Where the light shines!

The Hu people are at the foot of the hills, we are lying on the ice and stepping on the snow, galloping in the starry night, and so many comrades have died on the road, is there no surging anger in our hearts?

Break the royal court of the Hu people and cut off Shan Yu's head, just today.

Climb over this mountain and avenge all the dead robes, just today.

Dedication to the eternal survival of the summers is today.

Following the teachings of the Emperor Su, and following the oath of the Most High Rosor, we will march in the light.

Let Qingshi hear our name and record it on the bamboo slips.

Let the world praise our names and engrave them on stone tablets.

Let the Most High and Holy King gaze upon our name.

The whole army charges, wielding swords and guns, and don't stop, until you die!

Su Wang,

Be with us! ”

There should have been a chorus of chanting, there should have been a surging cheer, but everyone kept their mouths tightly closed, just looking at Luo Chengzhi, and then thousands of people, like a majestic torrent rushing past him.

The surging charge, the horse's hooves trampling in the snow, leaving behind hoof prints, light or heavy, with scattered hooves, but the figure of the horse resolutely never returned.

As Luo Chengzhi said, when choosing warriors, these people never thought that they could come back alive, and those who could come here were all warriors of the forbidden army.

It's nothing more than a death.

Are there still fewer people dying in this war?

Numbness.

Or don't care, if the war doesn't end, then more people will die.

The hills were a little high, and the wind and snow came from behind the warriors, and it did not blind their eyes, but seemed to help them.

Luo Chengzhi was holding a scimitar in his hand, there was no Luo's son by his side, in front of thousands of elite horses, there were several figures he was very familiar with, and as soon as he lifted the reins, the war horse under his crotch jumped out.

On the hill that was still full of people and horses just now, the building suddenly went empty, except for the scattered horseshoe prints all over the ground, there was no evidence to prove the grand scene just now, only a very small number of spirit soldiers were left, and the Luo family girl, who was also tall, was quite petite in front of these spirit soldiers.

There seemed to be a few wolf howls in the distance.

Echoing among the hills, it seems rather lonely and desolate.

The god of the four seasons slowly floated in the air, emitting a clear light, and the Luo women who looked at it around were solemn, as if they had prayed in the temple for countless days and nights.

Snowy night rushed to the royal court and beheaded Shan Yu, this is the only step in the entire Armageddon that cannot make any mistakes.

If the Zhuxia coalition army flees and pays great sacrifices, it will lose the capital to conquer the grassland again in a short time.

This is the last war, and it is not a lie!

Snow Night attacked the royal court, this is a doomed victory, no one can deny that the Xianbei Hub will be broken by a battle, but whether or not Shan Yu can be beheaded, this can only depend on luck.

In the Han-Hungarian War hundreds of years ago, until the final war, when the Xiongnu were almost annihilated, Luo Wuji and Huo Qubing caught Shan Yu, what these two gods could not do, how can it be simple now.

How can there be no surprises?

Only the power of the outside world can be used!

If he could, Luo Chengzhi would never be willing to use the God of the Four Seasons, and it would be a waste to use the artifact to obtain a war that would have been a great victory, but he would never tolerate any accidents.

In the end, the god of the four seasons was left to the daughter of the Zhuluo clan.

Looking at the shining light, the momentum is like an abyss, and its light is sacred and brilliant The god of the four seasons.

"The snow is so big."

"Make it bigger."

"It's so windy."

"Make it bigger."

"Let the wind pass through the valley, over the mountain tops, and bring the snow down on the camp of the Hu people.

Let the snow, with its endless anger and bitterness, blind the eyes of every Hu and destroy their will. ”

The sound of snow, falling, was not heard.

Blood, the sound of flowing out, with a rustle of friction.

[Luck point - 237364, the remaining 2617234 luck point. 】

……

The beautiful Western Regions, when the grassland is full of heavy snow, the Western Regions is a different scene, the north of the Tianshan Mountains is also foggy and snowy, and the south of the Tianshan Mountains has never seen any traces of snow.

The majestic Tianshan Mountains will block all the cold currents from the north, and these cold currents will condense at the top of the Tianshan Mountains to form the majestic snow-capped mountains, on which there is the world-famous snow lotus, beautiful and holy, like the flower of the gods.

The Tianshan Mountains, which can resist the flow of heaven and earth, but cannot resist the swords and guns of people, just like the holy snow lotus, will eventually be picked by the lotus pickers and ground into the best medicinal materials.

In Luo Jialan's opinion, the most beautiful flower in the Western Regions is none other than his wife Zhao Yingluo, not only he thinks so, countless people are prostrate in front of Zhao Yingluo.

Among them, there are nobles and monks, and Zhao Yingluo has a red dot on her eyebrows, which is not imitating the stigma, it can also be said to be imitating the stigma.

The appearance of Luo's stigmata is no longer verifiable, and in the eyes of later generations, since the time of King Su, Luo's has had stigma, which has greatly affected the aesthetics of the whole world.

The stigmata of Rock's is beautiful.

In almost all makeup, there will be decorations between the eyebrows, and among these decorations, there are flower petals, red dots, and various beautiful patterns.

Buddhist idols were also affected, and almost every statue of a deity plated with a golden body has a red dot, which means the appearance of great wisdom and light.

Yingluo.

From this name, it can be seen that the former Tianjin Kingdom was deeply affected, and Zhao Yingluo likes to dot red dots between her eyebrows, which makes her feel that she is a voter of Suwang.

Luo Jialan was dressed in the costume of the high priest of the temple, holding a scepter in his hand, sitting on the Hu bed, while Zhao Yingluo was dressed in royal clothes, looking at the nobles of the Western Regions who were prostrate in front of the two, "Two Your Majesty, the army of the Xianbei Hu people is trying to cross the Tianshan Mountains, the army we arranged at the northern foot of the Tianshan Mountains has failed, and the Xianbei army is chasing me all the way to the southern foot of the Tianshan Mountains, and I also ask the two Majesties to show me." ”

These words caused a slight commotion in the field, and I didn't understand why the Hu Army, which had been winning victories, suddenly suffered a defeat.

Luo Jialan didn't panic in the slightest when he heard this, but laughed instead, the army arranged at the northern foot of the Tianshan Mountains was the bait he left, and he said loudly: "You don't have to worry.

This was originally a plan to lure the enemy into the depths, and the strongest temple army did not participate in the war, they were ambushed between the southern and northern foothills of the Tianshan Mountains, waiting for the Hu people from afar to give them a fatal blow. ”

The Temple Army has not moved!

These words instantly calmed people's hearts, the war in which the Temple Army did not participate has no reference value, in the vast Western Regions, there is a saying that the Temple Army is still there, how can you say that the Temple is defeated?

When the sun rose again, a new battle report came to this city, and the most elite armored cavalry left by Xianbei in the Western Regions was wiped out at the Tianshan Pass!

Luo Jialan and Zhao Yingluo came together again, this time not only some people, but almost everyone was prostrate on the ground, Zhao Yingluo glanced at everyone, and said slowly: "The time has come, to recover the north of the Tianshan Mountains, at this time."

Since the collapse of the Xiongnu, when has the Western Regions had today's suffering?

When did the Western Regions ever be in ruin today?

The anointed land of the Western Regions, the holy land of Zhuxia praised by King Su.

In the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains, millions of people live and work in peace and contentment, the business route is smooth, and there is no exchange, and its prosperity is prosperous, even if the Central Plains also has many people who are not as good as it.

I, the people of the Western Regions, worship the gods, have the help of the gods and Buddhas, and have the blessing of the spirits of all families, how have I seen such a land of faith in the world several times?

As for the jackals in power, vainly trying to destroy my holy cause, almost succeeded, fortunately with the blessing of the emperor, we rebuilt the temple army, we united together, and the Hu people were defeated, just today.

Kill all their people, so that there will be no Hu people in the Western Regions, so that the Western Regions will not be able to see the Hu people! ”

Luo Jialan raised her scepter and said solemnly: "Emperor's edict,

The nobles, monks, Taoist priests, and people of the Western Regions:

Xianbei Hu people rebelled against the Western Regions, destroyed the temple, attacked my emperor, bullied the people, did not respect the gods, harmed my people, took my temple, the emperor has words, Xia Yi does not stand together, the royal road is not partial, my Xia people are born in heaven and earth, there should be honor, now I lead the people to punish the Hu people, Kuang Xia Jiye, I and my wife are not talented, ordered by the emperor, hereby to announce to the people of the Western Regions, all have the responsibility of killing Hu, all have the order to kill Hu Those who obey this order will enjoy great blessings, and those who do not obey this order will fall into the infernal hell. ”

Luo Jialan and Zhao Yingluo spoke with a dignified killing intention, this is a killing order against the Xianbei Hu people in the Western Regions, this is a big counterattack from the Western Regions.

From all the signs, it can be seen that Xianbei's rule in the Western Regions is a failure, and there is no time for them to rule steadily, Luo Jialan and Zhao Yingluo obeyed the general trend of the Western Regions to resist Xianbei, and led at the head of the tide, Xianbei's rule with military defeat, like a domino collapse, quickly collapsed, Luo Jialan and Zhao Yingluo took advantage of the general trend to grasp the power of the Western Regions.

When the Western Regions killed the Hu army across the Tianshan Mountains with high spirits, the disputes in the Western Regions had ended, the Xianbei Hu people were fleeing frantically, and the Xianbei Hu people who entered the Western Regions had no family members, so they had to die.

The northern foot of the Tianshan Mountains is very cold, and it is very difficult to hold the handle of the sword, and even open it, but this cannot stop the enthusiasm of the soldiers to kill the enemy, and that fiery heart can resist the most severe frost in the world.

Although there were only a few hundred of the temple army soldiers with different faces, they were still omnipotent when they struck in groups, destroying the enemy and breaking the formation, and everyone who saw the temple army charging into battle was deeply shocked.

Blood was spilled everywhere.

"The pasture grass in the coming year will be very lush, and the people of the Western Regions will usher in a year of great abundance."

……

Wind and snow!

When the sharp blade cut through the necks of Hu people, when the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded, even the most dull people should react.

Countless Hu soldiers appeared outside the tent in a panic, and they were greeted by death.

The arrows that were thrown at the ground pierced the person, bleeding blood and brains, and reflected in the snow, becoming more and more obvious and unusually dazzling.

"Enemy attack!"

The cacophony woke Xianbei Shan Yu, and he didn't have time to think about why the Han soldiers came here on a snowy night, and his first instinct was to leave.

The elite royal court guards quickly put on their armor to protect Xianbei Shan Yu leaving, and it was impossible to organize the army here.

He firmly believed that the Han army would not be particularly large, otherwise it would never have appeared quietly in his royal court, and the surrounding tribes did not react.

As long as the sun rises, he will be able to raise the royal banner, regather the most elite soldiers of the entire royal court, regather all the herdsmen and slaves, and even gather the tribal army.

Thinking like this, he put on his armor and wanted to leave, with the protection of the royal court guards, it would not be particularly difficult to leave.

Luo Chengzhi led the daring soldiers straight to the Golden Tent of the Royal Court, such an obvious move naturally attracted the attention of the soldiers who guarded Shan Yu around, and those in armor had already come up to block, but the scattered obstacles were useless, and they scattered as soon as they rushed.

Until the appearance of a team of more than 100 armored soldiers, the speed slowed down suddenly, these armored soldiers with obvious Liaodong Hu characteristics, their armor is specially made, and the quivers and bows carried on their bodies are also different from ordinary knights.

Luo Chengzhi knew that these people were the armored people brought out by the Xianbei royal clan from Liaodong, extremely brave and able to endure hard fighting, in such a cold weather, these people did not have great discomfort, this is the tenacious will and habit forged in Liaodong fishing and hunting all year round.

But.

Who is not a man in armor who has gone through countless hardships and hardships in the ice and snow in Liaodong?

After the forging of Liaodong, the army composed of today's Dare Warriors and Winterfell's sons has become infinitely close to the temple army forged by artifacts!

Without a moment's pause, Luo Chengzhi launched a charge towards the armored man!

The armored people formed a circle, holding special bows and crossbows in their hands, arrows rained down, the people in the outer circle resisted the attack of the daring warriors, and the people in the inner circle kept shooting arrows, Luo Chengzhi swept past them, these armored people just defended step by step, although they were in a hurry, but they did not pursue.

Find Shan Yu!

This was the only thought in Luo Chengzhi's mind.

In the Xianbei royal court, there are ten golden tents of Shan Yu, only one of which is the real Shan Yu Golden Tent, or Shan Yu lives in it, Luo Chengzhi has picked off three golden tents in a row and there is no figure of Xiongnu Shan Yu.

The horse lance in his hand felt more and more cold, and his hand was already frozen and difficult to bend and stretch, but what was really cold was in his heart, and he raised the horse lance in his hand high, "Where is Xianbei?" ”

This sound was not very high in the surrounding fighting, but the horse lance he raised was so obvious.

The light reflected in the snow.

The wind is getting stronger!

Everyone felt a cold wind like pins and needles suddenly blowing past their ears, and the cold wind seemed to blow everyone into ice sculptures like knives, blowing their faces apart.

The wind spreads all over every corner of the battlefield, the wind is pervasive, the wind has no interval, the wind is fair to blow through everyone and everything.

Is there anything in this world that the wind does not know?

When the surging wind, blowing down from the top of the mountain, brought up endless snow, accompanied by the snowflakes that were still falling in the sky, all the people facing it could not open their eyes.

On the top of the hill where Luo's girl was, the two of them fell in the snow, their skin was crystal clear, pale without a trace of blood, their faces were peaceful, their lips were not ruddy, they were also pale, and the snowflakes fell between their eyebrows, and they couldn't tell whether the snowflakes were whiter or their skin was whiter.

Perhaps the only fly in the ointment is that they are like sculptures, never moving.

Lying in the snow, they don't feel the cold, because their bodies are colder than the snow.

They're dead.

The body stays here, and perhaps in the next moment, it will turn into light and leave, accompanied by the divine power of the god of the four seasons.

Luo Chengzhi's eyes were wide open, not only his eyes, his stigma was beating wildly, he didn't cry, because there were too many people who died, and in Po Jun Mountain, his tears had already flowed.

Now it's just repeating and repeating.

Whether it was King Su's Heavenly Realm or the Yellow Spring under the Nine Shadows, he firmly believed that he would be able to see them again.

Got it!

Luo Chengzhi turned around abruptly, and the brave warriors who followed him all the way also turned around, the wind and snow that came all over the sky accompanied him, and the wind and snow that appeared between heaven and earth had been overshadowed.

"Xianbei Shan Yu!"

Luo Chengzhi had never been so angry, he waved the horse lance in his hand, crossed countless figures, and then stared at the figure of Xianbei Shan Yu, that figure was very low-key, and the royal court guards were very low-key, mixed in the chaotic crowd to escape.

Xianbei Shan Yu never expected that Luo Chengzhi would be able to find himself in such a chaotic battlefield, and before he had time to think about it, Luo Chengzhi had already rushed straight to the horse, and when he saw countless Xianbei Shan Yu who had escaped, he immediately decided to resist.

But as soon as the soldiers under his command lined up, they were flooded with the surging wind and snow, and the daring warriors had already rushed straight over, breaking through the first line of defense almost instantly, and the surrounding Hu soldiers were pouring over, and the most elite armored men were basically ready.

When Luo Chengzhi carried the wind and snow to chisel through the defense line of the royal court guards, and was about to face Xianbei Shan Yu, the wind and snow stopped suddenly, Luo Chengzhi was only stunned, and then felt a pain in his heart, and endured the heart-wrenching pain, and chiseled into the formation, and the Hu people who came around him were all ignored by him.

The god of the four seasons spun in circles, exuding a radiant brilliance, and fell on the figures on the top of the hill, Luo's women all dissipated in the air, and the god of the four seasons was still suspended on the top of the mountain, waiting for Luo Chengzhi's call.

However, no one will use it anymore.

Luo Chengzhi's prancing horse raised his spear, to this point, there will be no more accidents, far water can't quench the thirst of the near, even if the Xianbei royal court guards are elite, it is impossible to rescue Xianbei Shan Yu from Luo Chengzhi's hands.

Unless Xianbei is only brave as King Xiang, but even King Xiang, in the face of more than a thousand brave soldiers, if he can't retreat quickly, he will also be hated, let alone Xianbei Shan Yu.

The heavy snow fell all over his eyes, the bow and knife in his hand were covered with frost, Xianbei Shan Yu wanted to escape, but the sons from Zhuxia would not give him this opportunity, only the death of a single Yu could eliminate the anger in the hearts of some of the sons, and only the death of a single Yu, and even the fall of the entire Hu tribe, could make all the dead rest in peace.

……

In Winterfell.

Luo Xizhi felt the fate of luck in the underworld, and when the background suddenly decreased, he knew that Luo Chengzhi had launched the God of the Four Seasons again.

Activating the God of the Four Seasons, but the consumption of luck points is so small, there must be a Luo's lineage burning with life.

When the Hu people's destiny began to decrease rapidly, he knelt in the temple and wept silently, he knew that it was Luo's son who was bleeding, and it was Luo's son and Luo's daughter who were bleeding.

He's a healer.

A benevolent healer.

But at this moment, there is infinite anger coming out of the chest.

He stood in the temple, looking at the gods of countless ancestors, and then looked at the green underworld.

He suddenly cursed fiercely - "Thief God! ”

"Heaven and earth are not kind, heaven and earth are not kind, why is heaven and earth not kind!

Firmament!

What is my sin?

Why should you suffer such a great calamity?

How much blood has to be shed?

What is my sin?

Disaster to befall you?

Is it going to be bloody? ”

Luo Xizhi asked, not only him, but countless Luo Shi asked, "God has the virtue of a good life, since my summer has prospered, civilization has prospered, and I can know etiquette, isn't this what the world wants?"

Isn't this the way the world has passed?

The Hu people are just Ru Mao's blood-drinking people, how can they be on a par with Zhu Xia and make them enter the world, but the bloody slaughter is nothing but a catastrophe, but the world is coming again?

Firmament!

Why are you?

Are not the people of this world your people?

Can't the people of this world live in this world in peace?

Can't the people of this world yearn for a better future?

For 1,400 years, I have worked tirelessly to make the world peaceful.

Why did you destroy it?

Are I, the people of summer, born guilty of iniquity in this world?

Destiny, destiny, what bullshit destiny!

The Mandate of Heaven is not imposed on my summers, but on the Barbarians, is that what you want?

How can there be such a heaven in the world?

How can there be such a god in the world?

Firmament!

Look at it, when the destiny of the Hu people is extinct, I, Luo's family, will one day let the people of the world only know that there is a Su King, but not that there is a sky.

What bullshit Destiny!

I will record today's words in my Luo's classics, isn't it bloodshed, with my Luo's in one day, your destiny will not think about falling into the world!

The rise of the steppe is your will, and the bloody fusion is your will, but I, Rock, do not approve of it.

1,000 years, 2,000 years, 10,000 years, so on and so on! ”

Luo Xizhi had never been so excited, but the infinite anger made him unbearable.

Luo's disgust with the Mandate of Heaven has reached the extreme, Zhuxia can't get the Mandate of Heaven, but Dihu gets the Mandate of Heaven, this fact is eroding the hearts of everyone in the Luo Clan all the time.

Why wasn't Ji Zhaohedao affected by this?

There should never be such a thing as the Mandate of Heaven anymore, and the Hu people should never have the opportunity to enter the Central Plains again.

Luo Xizhi didn't know that Ji Zhao Hedao had solved this problem, but even if there was no Ji Zhao Luo Xizhi and the Luo clan in the future, he would use his own blood to block the landing of the Mandate of Heaven.

Render to heaven what is heavenly and what is earthly to earth, that's all.

The people of Zhuxia, I wish to use Luo's blood to recommend Zhuxia, Luo Xizhi knelt in front of the throne of King Su, and said silently.

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The snow of Yin Mountain, between the desert, the bow and knife are shaken, Huma cannot escape, the generals are towering like Mount Tai, the soldiers are surging like rivers, the people of the great summer, the people of the great king, the sun and the moon, the light of the Mingming, there are my martyrs, and the world is safe. - "The Monument to the Martyrdom of Hu"

(End of chapter)