Two days later, the battleground Sangruo.

Sangruo was originally an ancient city, but because of the war in the northwest hundreds of years ago, it started here, so after the change of years, all the aborigines moved out.

Sanruo became an empty city.

In the next few decades, the war intensified, the walls of Sangruo were torn down, the buildings were destroyed, and the vast yellow sand was swept in by the wind without the shelter of the city wall.

Then, Sangruo completely became a battlefield in the northwest.

This ancient city has been trampled by countless war horses, buried by thousands of blood, and swept by wind and sand, precipitating layer after layer of bones.

Some people say that if there is no war, if you come on horseback, you can hear it whining and crying at night, and that terrible and penetrating sound can call away people's souls.

Of course, it is even more so in the mass grave less than five miles away from Sangruo.

The pit was used to bury the bones of soldiers who died after the war, and tens of thousands of bones stained the soil there black.

I heard that the bottom of the pit will always be filled with a miasma that will not disperse all year round, and those who go down will be soaked in corpse qi to death nine times out of ten.

Qingjiujiu was trapped on the horse, and when she passed by the mass grave, Meng Jiu'an explained to her in a low voice.

As a result, Qing Jiujiu looked over and saw that the deep hole of the mass grave was like a black hole, exuding a terrifying aura.

She retracted her gaze and looked ahead: "How is Your Highness going to use my hole card?" ”

Her hands and feet were locked, and she sat sideways on the horse, and was surrounded by Meng Jiu'an's hands holding the horse rope.

The chains chirped in the wind.

She was forced to wear a red garment, red, with light gauze and gold embroidery.

The red color is more and more conspicuous in the yellow sand, and it is difficult not to be discovered.

"That depends on how King Cheng'an chooses, if he obediently restrains his hands and surrenders, then His Royal Highness can consider leaving him a whole corpse, and read it for your meritorious sake, so that you can be let go back to reunite with the child."

Meng Jiu'an's purpose is obvious, he wants the land of the Great Zhou.

Just like the season feast, it is also the land of the sun.

They all wanted to make each other retreat, and force each other to abandon the original 38th parallel and build a new order in the vast territory of the northwest.

Since ancient times, those who have been in power have always plundered constantly.

Qing Jiujiu still said the same sentence: "I didn't make Ji Shiyan give up the charm of the city, my Highness may have miscalculated." ”

"It doesn't matter if you say it, and it doesn't count if I say it." Meng Jiu'an said with a smile: "King Cheng'an has to see which side is more important when his woman is hung on the city wall." ”

Qingjiujiu closed his eyes.

In the past, in modern times, she did not have combat experience in rescuing hostages, but she was never taken hostage.

She didn't know what Ji Shi Banquet did for her, but if it was a siege by the three armies in the end, she would rather be the one who was sacrificed.

Because the feeling of surviving as a condition is not very pleasant.

The farther you go, the air fills the air with an innegligible smell of blood and gunsmoke.

The sound of fighting was gradually heard.

Arrived at a high city wall, Meng Jiu'an dismounted with Qingjiu in his arms.

He was tall, and the red was almost a tiny lump in his arms.

In the binoculars, I could only see Qingjiujiu's snow-white side face flickering, and the rest were the iron cables on her hands and feet.

Ji Shiyan put down the binoculars and said silently to his side: "It's here." ”

Shen Mo also glanced at it, and saw Meng Jiu'an holding Qingjiu and climbing up step by step.

"This Meng Jiu'an even tied up the princess, he really treated him as a hostage!"

Shen Mo angrily threw a punch into the air.

After finishing speaking, he felt that he had lost his words, and his master was already enough to block his heart.

How long the princess has been in Meng Jiu'an's hands, he has been worried for a long time, and there is really no need to add to the blockage.

But Ji Shiyan didn't seem to be affected in any way, he just asked the subordinates around him: "Are you ready?" ”

This time, there can be no peaceful negotiations, he is not such a person, and neither is Meng Jiuan.

They are all people who do not give up without being convinced.

So..... Shen silently worried that the situation in the future was about to get out of control.

"Lord Yu, the ambush is already in place."

The two city gates are the only remaining buildings in the ancient city of Sangruo.

Far away, hundreds of meters apart.

Over the decades, these two gates, which were originally one end and one end in Sangruo City, have always been preserved, forming the marks of the 38th line on both sides.

Climb higher, look at each other from a distance, and each can see both sides.

Meng Jiu'an held the wrist of Qingjiujiu in his hand, looked at Ji Shiyan opposite, and shouted: "King Cheng'an came early. ”

It was too far away, and in fact, only a vague figure could be seen, but the sound could come without intervals.

Qingjiujiu staggered two steps before he stood still.

She looked over against the wind and saw the season banquet on the wall in the distance, which had not been seen for two months.

It's strange that there are a lot of people there, but she can tell which one is the season banquet at a glance.

In the dark, she didn't know if Ji Shiyan also saw her clearly.

In short, the gaze seemed to be like a real feeling, and it seemed to have a hole in her body.

If there is still a chance to meet in person-Qing Jiujiu thought, she wanted to ask Ji Shiyan what he was thinking about at the moment.

But maybe there won't be a chance.

Meng Jiu'an grabbed her long hair violently and gestured to the soldiers on the watchtower not far away.

There is still some distance between the two city gates, and at the bottom are soldiers wearing the uniforms of the Great Zhou and Shangyang soldiers.

The two sides stood anxiously, and as long as the words of the two coaches were not harmonious, they would surely launch an offensive in an instant.

Meng Jiu'an knelt in Qingjiujiu's ear and said, "It's going to start." ”

"King Cheng'an! Today, as long as you promise to withdraw from the army and cut fifteen cities in the Great Zhou, then your princess Cheng'an can return to the Great Zhou unharmed, and we promise that there will be no injuries! ”

The soldiers below beat the war drums, and their voices almost broke through the sky, lingering under the vast yellow sand sky in the northwest.

"Fifteen." Qingjiujiu sneered and said to Meng Jiu'an: "Presumably you even have a name, right?" ”

Fifteen cities can almost make the Great Zhou cede the northwest and cut off one-third of the territory of the Great Zhou.

She is alone, Meng Jiu'an really looks up to her.

The city wall is too high, and the red clothes on Qingjiujiu's body are scraped and flying, and vaguely, the tassels on her hairpin can be seen shaking.

If you are closer, you can see Princess Cheng'an's beautiful face when you look up.

For so many years, Princess Cheng'an has been a legend of Wuzhou, she should have died in a fire, but now it seems that not only did she not die, but she was still alive.

The soldier in Shangyang below smiled and said, "Your Highness! If King Cheng'an doesn't plan to have a beauty and a country, then can this beauty be rewarded to his brothers? ”

"Yes! When the woman of King Cheng'an sleeps, the taste will surely be ecstatic! ”

"Anyway, sleeping with a big Zhou girl, that can also boost the morale of the brothers."

A sentence of foul language came up, and Meng Jiuan smiled lightly: "Did you hear it, if Ji Shiyan didn't plan to save him Princess Cheng'an, then you would be a little miserable." ”