Zi Chuanxiu received the letter just a day: this current Demon God Emperor of the Far East Hou has already been sealed, and the self-proclaimed "future Demon God Emperor" is really uncreative! He didn't even bother to reply, but Rose's letters came one after another, and his tone became more and more polite, and he said at first that he would accept Zichuan Xiu as a "righteous son", and after two days he said that he would "marry Jinlan with righteousness, and become sworn brothers who live and die together, and the country will share it", and after two days he simply said: " If His Royal Highness does not give up, he will be a righteous son on His Highness's knees, and I wish my father long live!"

The letter said that the shape of shì is of course a great thing, the brave warriors of the Tatar tribe have killed a number of tens of thousands of Senea dog thieves, and the distance between the Tatar army and the Divine Fortress is getting closer and closer, from a hundred kilometers to a hundred meters - Zichuan Xiu estimates that it is possible to even a hundred centimeters if he goes down, anyway, he just can't enter the Demon God Castle. Ross swore an oath: "The main force of the Seneya army has been annihilated, and now only some remnants of the defeated army will resist stubbornly, just wait for the Far Eastern Army to arrive, and those scum will flee!"

Ross was blowing wildly, but the letters revealed their increasingly embarrassing reality: at first one or two letters were very formal parchment letterheads, then scratch paper, horse dung paper, straw paper, and finally two large leaves were randomly plucked and written in blood on them, scribbled and altered, as if written on the back of a bumpy horse. Seeing this kind of letter, no matter how stupid Zichuan Xiu is, he can guess who those "remnants of the defeated army" who are "stubbornly resisting" and about to "flee from the wind". It is estimated that there is also a sea of blood over there, and Ross doesn't even need to buy ink.

Zi Chuanxiu felt a deep worry and crisis - of course, he was not worried about Ross's life, although he called himself "Father Emperor", but this kind of cheap godson would not be heartbroken even if he died for 10,000 or 20,000. What he was worried about was that the Far East had treacherously stabbed the demons in the back, and this kind of shame was unbearable for any nation. Seeing that the civil war of the demon clan is about to end, the wise eyes of the Demon God Emperor have been cast to the Far East with great foresight, and the powerful demon army is already there to fight the pigs and sheep.

The Far East faced a battle to the death, with no surrender and no compromise. Once the army is defeated, the demons will carry out a policy of genocide, and the massacre will begin, and the Far East will be completely scorched earth at that time, and no one will survive, which is an unprecedented disaster.

Thinking of the overwhelming situation of fifteen legions under the command of the Demon God Emperor, thinking of the burning cities, villages, and towns that were about to appear on the land of the Far East, the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood like the fall of hell, and the countless tragedies that were about to occur, Zi Chuanxiu was so sad that he couldn't sleep at night. If Yun Qianxue appeared at this time, he would definitely cry and surrender again. Zìyóu and dúlì, while important, are only possible if the people survive. If the common people are all dead, then no matter what high-sounding arguments are, it is nonsense.

In order to prepare for the upcoming war, the newly reorganized Far East Command did not hesitate to expand the army, and even those sixteen or seventeen-year-old orcs who were still snotty were drafted into the army.

Zichuan Xiu sneered and said, "Dying and struggling." ”

The generals of the command were crying and sad, and they were so scolded that they did not dare to say a word.

Now, Shikawa's only hope is that the Shikawa family can provide the Far East with much-needed safety and shelter. If the Zichuan family comes forward to take back the Far East, the demon clan should still be afraid. It's just that you can't say these words to Di Lin.

When Di Lin and Zi Chuan Xiu's carriage drove into Zhōngyāng Street, they watched from a distance as Sterling and Luo Minghai happened to step out of the Governor's Mansion, and the two of them were talking fiercely at the gate of the Governor's Mansion, dancing and gesturing.

Di Lin looked at Zi Chuanxiu, who shook his head slightly, so Di Lin whispered to the coachman: "Stop." The carriage came to a silent halt at the entrance of the street, hidden in the shadow of the sycamore trees.

Di Lin smiled: "Ah Xiu, you suddenly made such a move, many people in the command office will lose sleep tonight!"

Shikawa Xiu didn't say anything. He watched from afar, pursing his lips tightly. Looking from the side, the midnight street lamp shone on his face, and the resolute facial lines were as cold as granite, showing an indescribable cruelty.

Di Lin pondered, this time when he came back from the Far East, Zi Chuanxiu had an indescribable feeling on his body. There is a little more Sterling's perseverance and a little bit of his own ruthlessness. The young man who was indecisive in the past and kowtowed for the zhōngyāng army on the night of dìdū bloodshed has been tempered by the torrent of the times. Looking at Ah Xiu's calm eyes, he didn't know whether he was happy or sad in his heart.

A few minutes passed, and the little discussion at the gate of the Governor's Mansion was over. The two big men got into the carriage separately, surrounded by the guards. As Sterling's car passed, Dilling peeked out of the window: "Sterling, stop!"

The carriage stopped. Seeing that it was Dilling, Sterling got out of the car and walked quickly: "What's wrong?"

Dilling pulled him to the side of the road and muttered something in a low voice, then the two shook hands and said goodbye, and Sterling got into the car and continued on his way. Seeing his car disappear at the end of the long street, Dilin got into his carriage again.

Si Lao Er revealed that His Excellency Lin Bing reported that a large number of Far Eastern troops appeared east of the Valen Fortress, and she was worried that it was a precursor to a large-scale attack by the demons, so she urgently asked for help from the Command. ”

"What did the Commander and the Command Office say to her?"

"Tonight is basically finalized, and the garrisons of the three provinces around the Valen Fortress will be placed under the command of the fortress. In addition, three troops from Dìdū were transferred to the Valen Fortress with three troops: the 21st Guards Division, the 23rd Guards Division, and the 71st Guards Division. ”

Zichuan Xiu nodded slightly, and he already knew in his heart that the above three divisions were the main divisions of the family, especially the 71st Guards Division was a meritorious unit belonging to the zhōngyāng army, and had experienced the Far East War, the war against the demons and the bloody battle of Pai, with outstanding meritorious achievements, and it was a division in the immortal team sequence, and the ace of the ace. Although the strength of the three troops is only tens of thousands, they are the backbone and sharp knives of the millions of family armies. The transfer of such an army to the Valen Fortress shows that Zichuan Sanxing attaches great importance to this Far Eastern crisis. Now, I know what I am about to negotiate with Zichuan Shenxing.

"Did Sterling say anything else?"

He was very emotional. Di Lin raised his voice and imitated Sterling's tone: "What is wrong with Ah Xiu's side? Why did the Far Eastern Army take action against the fortress? He transferred the army to the front of the fortress for no reason and blocked the communication between the Far East and the interior of the family, what did he want to do? Deliberately provoked, did he know what the consequences were?"

Zi Chuanxiu looked out the window and didn't say anything. Although he has a clear conscience, he always feels a little weak-hearted, as if he is deceiving and using his two big brothers. But for the survival of the Far East, you must do so.

"Did you sue him that I was in the car?"

"I didn't let him know. ”

Zi Chuanxiu looked at Di Lin and suddenly understood his intentions: Although Stirling and Di Lin were both people who had the right to directly meet him, Zi Chuanxiu was not an ordinary person, he was a wanted traitor! Stirling or Di Lin took him in, didn't they confess that they had been colluding with him? This crime could not be borne even by the power of Di Lin and Stirling. Dilling didn't want Sterling to be involved in this danger as well.

What a risk did Di Lin take for his own sake! Zi Chuanxiu looked at him gratefully, a thousand words rolling in his chest, and the corners of his mouth trembled but he didn't know how to say it. He whispered, "It's too dangerous tonight." ”

Di Lin shook his head: "Tonight is the most suitable." After tonight, tomorrow morning the troops will leave for Valen, and the cost of the army will be huge, and it will not end well. ”

As if guessing what Zi Chuanxiu was thinking, Di Lin whispered, "Ah Xiu, don't worry! The smile on his cold and stern face was extraordinarily warm and warm.

At midnight, Di Lin took a few gendarmes to the gate of the governor's mansion in a carriage and took Zi Chuanxiu off the car. The alarmed Praetorian Guard guards ran over: "Chief Inspector, is there anything wrong so late?"

Di Lin ignored them, and he instructed the gendarmes accompanying him: "This is a wanted criminal by the commander-in-chief, you give me a dead watch for him! No one will come without my order! What is the difference, I want your head!"

"Yes!" replied the gendarmes in unison.

Di Lin nodded, turned to the Praetorian Guard officer on duty, and said: "Report to the Chief Executive, Di Lin of the Supervision Department has an urgent matter to see! The important criminal wanted by the Chief has surrendered to the Supervision Department, and we will bring him to His Royal Highness the Chief for personal interrogation." ”

The officer was embarrassed and said, "Chief Inspector, you have the right to be seen." But it's too late now, Your Highness has already slept, can you come back tomorrow?"

"No, I can't. Di Lin said coldly.

The Praetorian Guard officer was embarrassed, his face was red and white for a while, and even Zi Chuanxiu couldn't bear it anymore. He said loudly: "This brother, you should report to the commander-in-chief, the matter is related to the emergency military situation in the Far East, and there is no delay. Your Highness won't blame you. ”

The officer's eyes widened. This person was closely guarded by the gendarmes, and he thought that he was the key offender in Di Lin's mouth, but he could interject so much weight and confidence when Di Lin spoke, he couldn't figure out his identity. He muttered a vague "Oh!" and turned and walked in quickly.

Di Lin glanced at Zi Chuanxiu, and neither of them spoke. At midnight in late autumn, the moon was dull, and under the faint moon light, the wide courtyard of the Governor's Mansion was remote and silent, and the expressionless faces of the gendarmes were a little terrifying in the moonlight. Several Praetorian Guards stood at a distance of interest, whispering in whispers.

After a long time, the officer ran back again: "Lord Dilin, please see His Royal Highness the Commander-in-Chief!"

Di Lin straightened his clothes, exchanged glances with Zichuan Xiu, and then strode into the far-reaching corridor. Looking at Di Lin's tall back gradually disappearing at the turn of the corridor, Zi Chuanxiu was inexplicably distracted. It stands to reason that the next meeting is a matter of life and death, but he did not feel nervous or frightened at all, and stared blankly at the fountain and sculpture sprinkled with pale moons. There is a sudden sense of tranquility and peace of mind in my heart, and I have a premonition that I will go smoothly to myself. Zichuan Xiu is about to lead the twenty-three provinces of the Far East back to the family, and the family territory will be completely restored, and no chief can refuse this huge benefit at his fingertips. Zichuan Shenxing is a practical person, even if he is heinous and heinous, he will try his best to protect himself.

Seeing this flag, it seems that the wanderer who has been floating outside for many years has finally returned to his homeland, and there is an indescribable intimate feeling. On the bloody night of Dìdū four years ago, I was waiting here for the chief to receive me, and the scenery of Yiqiē did not change, and Yiqiē seemed to have returned to the www.biquge.info of Biqu Pavilion, and inexplicable thoughts lingered in my heart. He is a child raised by the Zichuan family, and subtly, he seems to be stubborn and uninhibited, and he always has a lingering sense of dependence and belonging to the family in his heart.

The vestibule compound of the Governor's Mansion is a garden, where the fresh scent of the grass in the middle of the night blows in the face, and countless unknown trees near and far reflect in the afterglow of the lights.

Footsteps sounded in the corridor, and Zichuan Xiu thought it was Di Lin back. He raised his head, and froze at first glance: under the big tree closest to the corridor, Zi Chuanning was looking at him, stunned, surprised, and with an expression of disbelief.

Unprepared to see Zi Chuanning, he was like a lightning strike, his eyes were glued to her fair face, and he couldn't take it off anymore.

It's been half a year, and Zi Chuanning has grown taller. Her usual long hair in the shawl has been tied up, naturally tied into a ponytail, the long eyebrows and eyelashes can be seen on the side gently drooping, the fair and handsome melon seed face is flawless, and a navy blue high-level civil official uniform further sets off the slenderness of her figure, and her waist is straight. In a secluded garden, her beauty is as striking as a flower in the green meadows.

The two of them stood silently as if they had been suddenly hit by thunder. He looked at her, and she looked at him, eyes meeting in the air. In an instant, time froze, they stared silently, at this moment, Yiqiē's language and explanation were superfluous, what a wealth of feelings were contained in the eyes that stared at each other, and those eyes burning with the flame of love had already said Yiqiē too clearly. At this time, all the voices were gone, and in the long crowd, he only saw her, and she only saw him.

Zi Chuan Ning stared at him, staring at the well-lined, thin contours of his face, the resolute young face tanned by the fierce rays of the Far East, the proudly cocked nose, and his dark eyes, what a pair of gentle and firm eyes, her whole body was fascinated by these eyes, and her heart was shaken. No matter what his identity is, whether he is a traitor or a hero of the Far East, she only knows that he is her Zichuan Xiu.

Looking at her steadily, Zi Chuanxiu felt extremely pleasing to the eye, and a warm feeling in his heart was flowing quietly. Staring at the white face of his beloved girl, before he knew it, the corners of his eyes were already moist. How many tribulations and fierce battles on the battlefield have come to the moment of reunion. He left all the unpleasant past and pain behind him, and all he saw in his eyes was that beautiful face. Time passed again and again, looking up at the starlight in the sky, all the thoughts were suddenly caged in the bottom of my heart, and many knots that could not be said were gathered and dissolved in my heart, and then merged and separated, and happiness came so unexpectedly.

Zichuan, Zichuan, I can't leave you after all.

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