Chapter Seventy-Five: Heroes Are Bitter
At the end of the spring of the 37th year of Emperor Zongming, General Zhang sent 100,000 troops to the border with Yuzhou and fought with the Daqing army.
At the beginning of the great victory, Daqing commanded Liu Xuanqi to almost throw away his armor and flee, and General Zhang led his troops to chase and kill, killing more than 10,000 enemies.
Later, Daqing commanded Liu Xuanqi to gather the remnants of the defeated army in the Hengduan Mountain Range, and General Zhang, who received the news from the scouts, immediately made a decision and decided to fight a decisive battle.
However, when the army entered the Hengduan Mountains, it was besieged by the Dayong, Dayue, and Daqi armies!
Under the desperate escort of a group of personal guards, General Zhang was hit by several arrows and was seriously wounded and dying, and barely escaped alive.
But of the 100,000 soldiers of Dayue, only a few more than 1,000 people finally broke out of the encirclement.
The gaze of the public swept over the letter.
Over and over again.
The palms of his hands were pinched together at some point, and the fierce force seemed to pinch his nails into the flesh, and the green tendons jumped violently, and a feeling that even he couldn't understand suddenly smashed into his heart.
It's clearly standing on the ground, but the whole body seems to be constantly sliding and sliding down...... It seems to be going to fall all the way into the bottomless abyss.
"Dayong, Dayue, Daqi...... There is also Daqing. ”
Gong Shangguo looked blank, "The alliance of the four countries, conquer together?" ”
"Childe, what's wrong with you?"
The shopkeeper had not read the letter, and he did not understand what kind of news would make this young master, who had always been calm, calm, and calm, show such a dazed expression.
Gong Shang ignored it, or rather, he didn't seem to hear anything for a moment.
I didn't know how to walk to the street, it was clearly in the imperial capital, but the flow of people on the street was very sparse.
Occasionally, people walked on both sides of the road, walking away with their heads down, not even daring to lift their heads slightly.
Gong Shang looked around, and beside him were thousands of houses used to shelter from the wind and rain.
Tears unconsciously slipped down from the corners of his eyes, rolling in his throat, but he couldn't say a word, even breathing seemed extremely difficult, and a big invisible hand usurped his neck, making him unable to breathe.
Heaven and earth are long, and there is a single shadow.
I burst into tears and couldn't help myself.
Unconsciously, for some reason, Gong Shangguo walked to the door of a small courtyard.
It seemed that his consciousness had only returned to his physical body at this time, and the prince paused and stared at the familiar gate of the small courtyard.
Here, of course, he is all too familiar.
Mojia Martial Arts Hall.
The place where he first met Moqiu and Gu Dan.
At that time, he had just come to the imperial capital from Yuzhou, and he had a lot of pride in his heart, and if he wanted to make a career, it was best to clarify Yuyu, overturn Fang Shi, and directly return the world to a bright future.
It wasn't until I tried with Murchu that I discovered the truth that there are people outside the world.
It's been 15 years!
In fifteen years, everything has changed a lot.
Fang Shi didn't need to do anything, he ran away; Moqiu founded the Mo family and became famous; Otsuki's situation is turbulent and in danger......
But only this small courtyard is still standing there quietly, and the people inside have never changed, even looking like they are twenty or thirty years old.
Gong Shangguo stood there, as if he had traveled through time and returned to the appearance of the first time he came here.
It's no wonder that Brother Mo always likes to come here to sit down, here, not only people, but also the ambitions of the past.
His heart when he was young was hidden in this courtyard.
After a pause, Gong Shangguo tidied up his appearance, and after a while, Gong Shangguo arched his hand as in the past and chanted: "Boy, Gong Shang, I heard that this place is not bad, I came to visit!" ”
In the courtyard, Gu Dan, who was coaxing Cang, was stunned for a moment when he heard a familiar voice.
For a while, time seemed to have traveled to that ordinary afternoon in the twenty-second year of Zong Ming.
How can the golden wind and jade dew meet, the heroes of the world are here!
When he looked up, he saw a man standing in front of the door.
The man has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a dignified appearance, and there is a color of compassion between the opening and closing of his eyes, dressed in a white robe, with a little mud and yellow on it. Standing there at this time, his expression was distressed and suffering, as if he was a shocking guest in the world.
This appearance was seen by Gu Dan in another person who was not at all similar to Gong Shang in appearance.
Like, too much like that.
Handing the cang in his arms to Xun Ke, and giving Yu Lisheng a look, Gu Dan stepped forward and asked, "What's the matter with you?" ”
"I have been in Xia Gongshang, and I heard that there is a miracle doctor in the Mojia Martial Arts Hall, who has the skill of rejuvenation and the ability to hang the pot to help the world, so I came to visit." Gong Shang said.
Xun Ke on the side was dumbfounded.
What are these two people doing?
Yu Lisheng looked left and right, and suddenly realized, and instantly understood the meaning of Gu Dan's eyes.
There is something wrong with these two people's thinking, and they have to find an ink master!
Immediately sneak away.
"Ha ......"
Gu Dan laughed, "You have a little vision." ”
He stood up, walked over to the public, and gave him a hug without hesitation, "Welcome back." ”
A smile finally appeared on the face of the prince, and the compassion and hardship fell silent, and he said, "Long time no see. ”
At the touch of a button, Gong Shang looked at Gu Dan, held down all his troubled thoughts, and chatted casually, "It seems that Brother Mo is right to give Cang to you to take care of, I haven't seen you for a few months, but you are becoming more and more 'human'." ”
"If there's a little guy who messes around around with you every day, it's going to be very human." Gu Dan shrugged, his face full of helplessness.
The two of them looked at each other, and suddenly they both burst out laughing.
Fifteen years, it's just a few words, and it's not set in stone after all.
"It seems...... Wasn't it time for me to come? ”
In front of the small courtyard, Moqiu stood there, staring at the two of them with a blank expression.
"No, you're here at the right time!"
Gu Dan stroked his palm and said, "There is not much else here, there is always enough wine and meat!" ”
As he spoke, he went back to the house and took out the Broken Soul Burn, which was already an old wine.
Even if this wine is a martial arts master, he can't stand it if he drinks too much.
Take out a few more side dishes and place them on the stone table in the courtyard.
The three of them sat together, no longer talking about the general trend of the world, no longer thinking about the future.
Old friends reunite, frolicking, laughing and scolding.
After three rounds of wine, his face was red and his ears were red.
Gong Shangguo stretched his feet on the table without any image, and said: "Guan Shan blocks the two hearts, what kind of ambition does he want to save the galaxy." The empty bloody blade was not hoeed, and the hero's life and death were in danger. ”
Moqiu pushed away the empty barrel of the large altar in front of him, and continued: "Ask the heavens with anger! Ask the sky, when will Wanliguan Mountain return? Q: When will the sky be reunited? Ask the sky, when will you re-swing the three-foot sword!"
Gu Dan stood up and staggered and groaned: "The traitor's temple is wide, the strong arms are stretched, and the thief's head is sacrificed to Longquan, but why is Tianyan full of sorrow and resentment?" Oh my God, you are also afraid of power rape, and it is difficult to speak! ”
The three of them said in unison: "The wind and snow break the roof and the sky is in danger, why do you bother with the majesty on the heads of the people!" It is difficult to bury the hero's grievances, where to go to avoid the wind and cold for a while! ”
The wine is getting stronger, and I have a dream.