In the northern border in the cold of winter, the grass is new and yellow, and the fallen trees are Xiaoxiao.

It is a clear day, the vast plain is open, the morning light and clouds, blending into the clear sky, holding out a round of red sun, less sunrise in the east, spraying thin; The faint sunlight, like a sharp blade, splits the clouds and pours down, sprinkled on the bank of the wide and boundless Hutuo River outside Jinyang City......

At dawn, the Jinyang wilderness, the dawn on three sides, the forest and the sea explore the secluded, thousands of horses fly, listen to the cry of a hundred birds when quiet, and shoot roe deer when moving; Especially in spring and autumn, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the autumn horse is fat, and it must be a good paddock for horse hunting, but now it is ...... The royal city was all around, but it was full of gloom.

Just one night, in the early morning of the first month of the second year of the Heavenly Sage, it arrived as scheduled.

In the winter of Jinyang last year, it was particularly bleak, dense clouds did not rain, haze and little snow, and the blue-red broken clouds on the horizon, accompanied by a thick fog, swept across the sky, and suddenly changed rapidly, covering the Yandang Mountains in the distance.

"Whew-"

Suddenly, the originally clear sky like jade changed abruptly, becoming extremely dim, as dim as the gray pot lid, heavy buckle over Jinyang, at a glance, I felt that the atmosphere was extremely depressing; The strong wind, without any prelude or warning, rose from the spacious streets and alleys and dense houses in Jinyang City, passed through, swept by, and swept through......

The wind came suddenly.

The north wind was raging, blowing away the cotton hats of those vendors who had fruit stalls on the street and were napping with their heads down, revealing a pair of muddy eyes, blowing all over the street with fruit peels, and blowing the green flags standing outside the teahouse, "snapping" and falling to the ground, looking messy.

At the beginning of the new year, Jinyang, the first important town in the north of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the "Jingbei Wangcheng", ushered in a special team from afar; At this time, it was New Year's Day, the grass and trees on both sides of the official road were sluggish, and the willow branches that had long been withered and yellow were swaying in the cold wind, just like countless Jingbei military flags that hunted and turned, leading 400,000 iron horsemen to rush into battle.

Early in the morning, a ride through the city gate, galloping, through the middle of the royal city Jiuyi Avenue, straight to the palace. The horses that came were like a frightened wind, and a line of white mangs rolled straight up, showing the people of the city a rare exquisite riding skill; With a horse into the city, there are two horsemen samurai, who have come on horseback, holding the command flag, crossing the cloud dragon gate, and entering the royal city of Jinyang.

The three horsemen entered the city, and announced the news that His Royal Highness the King of Qin led his troops to return to the north to the city to the soldiers and soldiers of Jingbei, and for a while, all the people of Wangcheng cheered and were immersed in endless ecstasy, just as when Shen Eryu was defeated and expanded. Because, their King of Qin has returned, and the ruler of the three northern states has returned.

"His Royal Highness the King of Qin—"

"Look, it's His Royal Highness King Qin!"

"My God, it's really King Qin!"

At the end of the first year of Tiansheng, Xiao Changling led 3,000 Tiefutu and left Beijing to return to the north.

His Royal Highness the King of Qin and his entourage, along the way through Hejian, Zhongshan, Zhuojun, Fencheng, encountered the city and did not enter, and finally arrived around Jinyang after 13 days out of Beijing. The information at the border pass was naturally far less spread as fast as that of the Jingshi, and even the princes of the Gonggon who went to the temple in Beijing could not be sure whether it was His Majesty the Emperor who let the tiger return to the mountain, or whether the king of Jingbei was released from the cage. This matter is confusing, but no matter what, Xiao Changling's return to the north this time is to come back with an upright identity; Therefore, as soon as they received the harrier eagle's message, the hussar general Su Yi and the champion general Hu Kun led their troops to camp and enter the inner city one day in advance, preparing to welcome the return of the king of Jingbei.

At that time, a drum and horn, deep and low, sounded loudly, and the gate of Jinyang slowly opened.

Across a Hutuo River, under the city of Jinyang, on the vast plain, temporarily erected a majestic and extraordinary towering high platform, and the high platform is separated from the east and west female walls of the road for three miles, and there is a parade building respectively, the meritorious generals and civilian staff in the Jingbei Army, one literary and one martial, the civil and military are equal, forming the temple hall and the palace and the horn of the corner; Among them, the Jingbei Wenchen in the building, there is no lack of Eguan Bo belt, full of vermilion and purple feudal officials, for example, there are Youzhou Thorn Shi Xue Bi, Jizhou Thorn Shi Wang Songzhi, and Bingzhou Thorn Shi Lu Tao, Sanzhou Economic Strategy Envoy Nangong Tianmu, and the new Xuanhui system envoy Yuan Anguo in the north...... Like the generals in the army who have made great achievements in war and licked blood with their knives, these outstanding civil and bureaucratic assistants are all unborn geniuses under the banner of Jingbei.

Above the high-rise building, the stars gather, and the wind and sand outside the plug hit the building, setting off the fairy wind and bones upstairs.

Wuyang fell into the corner of the eaves, Su Yi and Hu Kun two generals, all over the armor, standing side by side outside the gate of the city wall, immovable, their officers and soldiers one left and one right, like a solemn snow sculpture at the foot of the iceberg, lined up to wait for people from the south.

At this moment, outside Jinyang City, Jingbei troops gathered, with dazzling swords and guns, and bright armor.

The weather is cold and frozen, although the old heroism of the yellow sand wrapped in iron armor is no longer seen, but when you look up, the Hutuo River, which is already covered with a layer of thick ice, has still not thawed, and the glacier goes further north, and the frost presses the Xuanjia.

Tens of thousands of cavalry cavalry of the Northern Army, in the east and west directions, divided into two giant military formations, the armor on the body is cold, with countless soul-dementoring rays, only a gap in the middle is vacant, enough to accommodate thousands of iron horsemen to pass through.

Han Rujiang, the cavalry general of the Beida Battalion, who was heavily armoured, was able to approach the Binghe River and stand tall on the horse.

In addition, in addition to the trapped cavalry such as the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry and the White Horse Yicong, such as the 3,000 Battalion, the Fifth Army Battalion, the Shenji Battalion, the Hussar Battalion, the Xiao Cavalry Battalion, the Yanshan Battalion, the Tiger Ben Battalion, the Dengcheng Battalion, the Chariot Battalion, the Bow and Crossbow Battalion and other old battalions and new battalions, a total of 27 battalions, 37,500 Jingbei soldiers, plus 5,000 Xiandeng dead soldiers, sabers and guns and crossbows, all lined up, the momentum is particularly majestic.

The sky is shining slightly.

In the morning, the river is frozen and the wind is cold.

Suddenly, the earth shook faintly, and in the meager morning light, there was smoke and dust in the distance.

That's right.

This voice is the sound of iron hooves and iron horses opening the way, resounding inside and outside the royal city.

Bursts of iron hooves were flying, crushing the dust, and it seemed that they were shaking the royal city with a crushing force. Under the loud noise, the winter sun, which was originally reflected in the early morning, suddenly dimmed; Between the air, there seemed to be a penetrating, desolate, and tragic cold, which rushed straight to the back of everyone's spinal cord.

In an instant, the sky and the earth were completely immersed in a solemn and solemn atmosphere, and there was no sound.

In the smoke and dust, a silver dragon "Xiao" character king flag, impressively high, waving in the wind, hunting; And when the Wang Qi was unfurled, a heavy armored iron horseman with a momentum like a dragon and a tiger swallowing thousands of miles, with clanging horses' hooves, openly brazenly broke into the field of vision of Jingbei Erlang and rushed into the range of the Wangcheng garrison, like a sea tide......

——That scene is like the rising sun rising over the East China Sea, shining brightly.

Three thousand iron floating slaughter, enter the royal city!

In the blink of an eye, this elite iron cavalry that appeared on the eastern field without warning in advance and with the agility of a divine soldier descended from the sky, suddenly appeared, and quickly spread out in a pincer shape, like a tidal wave on the Hutuo River, advancing rapidly from east to west; Gradually, gradually, the fierce soldiers of the Iron Floating Massacre, with the power of thunder, turned into a blazing flame, completely engulfing this vast wilderness.

When the city wall and the female wall in the south of Jinyang were presented in the eyes of a group of Tiefutu soldiers, the three thousand iron horsemen slowly slowed down and arrived at the foot of the city wall, but they saw the Jingbei banner that was inserted on the female wall and vibrated by the southwest wind hunting, which came into everyone's eyes.

"Knock, knock, knock—"

Finally, the Jingbei drum sounded, and the drum beat straight into the sky, stretching for thousands of miles.

This melodious and heroic drum sound, once resounded in the princess's tomb, resounded in Shen Eryu, also resounded in Gonglushui, and now, this drum sounded inside and outside Jinyang, resounded over the royal city......

In the rear of the Jingbei army formation, there are 800 light horsemen, white horses and white armor, holding silver spears, each cavalry wears an iron helmet, there is a snow-white eagle feather, swaying with the wind, both sides of the saddle carry knives and bows, there is a white feather arrow feathers, through the bag, just like two groups of reeds win snow.

Eight hundred light horses, like a vast snow, surging between heaven and earth; This light cavalry is the descendant army under the command of Xiao Changling, the king of Qin-"White Horse Yicong".

The drums of war are beating and the trumpets are sounding in unison.

Suddenly, a clear white-clothed figure, under the banner of the king, surrounded by two columns of iron cavalry guards, rode a horse and jumped into the eyes of the three armies; For the Jingbei soldiers, the oncoming figure was both familiar and unfamiliar......

Qiji is like electricity, and the horse's hooves are windy.

The man on the horse is still dressed in a white uniform, wearing a black ink embroidered gold dragon battle command, pressing the reins of the sword, holding a handle of more than one zhang and three feet "Tiger Wei Bu Zi Gilded Euphorbia", the figure is tall and majestic, the dark color is rolled in the wind, and the style is handsome; Although the man was dressed in white, his expression was as cold as ice, especially a pair of obsidian eyes under the two sword eyebrows, flashing with incomparably brilliant brilliance, blazing, his eyes seemed to be as calm as water, and there was indescribable bloodlust and coldness underneath.

The horse is sassy and purple, and the person is Xiao Changling.

The drums thundered.

Xiao Changling's gaze was deep and condensed, as if gathering countless snow-colored swords on top of the blades, which was intimidating; He rode on the horse, as fast as a hurricane, his legs lightly clamped the horse's belly, and the strong and powerful "Sa Lu Zi" under the seat slowly stepped out a few feet, and then jumped up like a dragon out of the sea.

The angry horse neighed, and the king of Jingbei jumped in shock, and the white clothes rode the heavenly horse.

It's just that this lone rider did not trample on the frozen river, but jumped high with men and horses.

- Iron Horse Leaping Glacier!

With a ride jumping across the glacier, the four hooves of Salu purple fell to the ground, and the lord of Jingbei took the lead, lifting the halberd obliquely in his hand, and suddenly squeezed into the glacier.

Ding.

The whole glacier was shattered.

The cold wind was blowing, and Xiao Changling rode his horse proudly, his body like a lance. A generation of heroes overlooking both sides of the Hutuo River, the scenery of the northern country is in full view, and a unique white dress is rolled up.

"The king is mighty!"

The horn whimpered and was high-pitched, the dragon drum hit the hearts of the people, and the Jingbei soldiers shouted in unison, and the sound shook the four fields.

Seeing this, Xiao Changling's face was silent, just looked around at the army with cold eyes, raised his hand slightly on horseback, and tens of thousands of soldiers under the city immediately solemnly, all of them quietly stared at their Wang ,—— in white!

"Jingbei is mighty-" Xiao Changling's voice was majestic and solemn, and every sentence came from afar.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

Tens of thousands of Jingbei athletes raised their guns and halberds in unison, and let out an earth-shattering roar, and the sound resounded outside the plug, making people's hearts flutter and their ears buzzing.

With the clattering hooves of the horse, Xiao Changling, dressed in white, rode out of the black-armored knights of hundreds of "Iron Floating Slaughter", whipped in front of the second general of Su Hu, and looked at Jingbei Shuangbi. The two slowly knelt down.

"The last general greets the king."

Xiao Changling smiled indifferently.

"Excuse me."

"King Xie." The second general stood up and stood solemnly.

At this moment, Xiao Changling's eyes were like torches, and the dark color coat embroidered with the pattern of the dragon and the clouds on his body was dancing in the wind; The handsome figure of the king of Jingbei proudly stood tall on the purple dew, and his tall and resolute back stood like a mountain at this moment, embedded in the hearts of all the soldiers, lingering.

"I went to Beijing alone to report on my work, and I have been in more than five months so far, and I don't want to see the brothers in my Jingbei Wangcheng again today, and the soldiers have worked hard." Xiao Changling had an elegant demeanor, and a smile appeared under his lips, making his complexion more and more cold, and he also looked more and more radiant.

"The last general and Sayu Shicai are still worried that if the king can't arrive before sunset, the city gate will be closed and reopened, and it will take a lot of trouble. Now that we see the king return safely, we will be relieved. Su Yi was fully dressed in armor and stood in front of the horse with his sword.

After that, Su Yi stepped forward, took the horse whip in Xiao Changling's hand, personally picked up the bridle himself, and slowly entered the city gate; Since joining the Jingbei Army, this generation of famous generals who were born in generals, have great ambitions, and have been waiting for generals for many years, not to mention the power, can also be described as a military prestige, however, such a whip and stirrup miscellaneous servants, in his doing, there is no sense of disobedience.

"Boom-"

When the king entered, with a roaring sound, the huge suspension bridge and the heavy city gate in front of Jinyang City immediately rolled and closed behind him.

Outside the fortress, there are four wildernesses and eight wildernesses, a lonely city in all directions, standing lonely in the wind and sand.

……

Jinyang, Qin Palace.

The night is already very deep, and a crescent moon has gradually risen over the top of the mountain.

Looking down from the Ningqing Pavilion raised by Lingyun, the royal city was like a giant lying on its back, sleeping deeply in the night, and in the depths of the streets and alleys not far away, there was a faint light that added a little light to the night; The night wind was blowing, and the young feudal king dressed in white stood alone on the pavilion overlooking it, and the cold wind pulled his long fox fur cloak that was as dark as ink and fluttered slowly.

On the Ningqing Pavilion, Xiao Changling looked into the distance by the railing, his eyes were calm and waveless, and a touch of frost was hung on his face, allowing the night breeze to blow across his face and blow up the black hair hanging down from his sideburns......

After entering the city, the 3,000 Tiefutu who accompanied him were ordered to return to the camp in order; On this day, the Great Zhou Empire's great Sima, the general, the captain, the Shangzhu State, the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses, the governor of the Chinese and foreign military, the generalissimo of the northern Xingtai, the general of the Tianzhu, ,—— the king of Qin, Xiao Changling, then returned to Jinyang at noon on the day of the day, in the western suburbs to perform a military parade, feasting soldiers.

After the sacrifice was over, Xiao Changling set up a banquet in the palace and palace, feasted Jingbei civil and military, and drank Yan with his subordinates until midnight, before dispersing.

Nowadays, the night is thick, and the night breeze is cool, gently blowing towards the head of the palace.

Xiao Changling's side was empty, and under the cover of the moonlight, a generation of heroes stood alone, looming.

The cold night is silent, and it is even more lonely.

Under the bright moon and sparse stars, Xiao Changling stood on the Ningqing Pavilion with his hands in his hands, white clothes without dust, and his clothes were in the wind; He quietly looked down at the Jinyang Wangcheng in the night, and looked down at the vast rivers and mountains in the night, and melancholy came to his heart. This country is his, and the people, cities, and armies of this land are also his, but he ...... Why do you feel lonely, moreover, it's a loneliness you've never felt before.

Driven by this infinite loneliness, Xiao Changling raised his head abruptly, looked up at the moonlit night, and saw that in the northwest sky, a snow-bright white star, shaped like a curved hook, was particularly eye-catching at the junction of the river and Han, and almost had the potential to seize the moon and stand side by side.

The stars came into his eyes, but Xiao Changling's face did not show the slightest emotion, but became more and more secluded and unfathomable; The king of Jingbei in the night breeze is still dressed in white and wins the snow, the young man's attitude has not diminished, his posture is handsome, and his eyebrows are heroic, which is no different from that year.

Xiao Changling was silent.

Tonight's starry sky is like Huanhua Creek ten years ago. Xiao Changling vaguely remembered that ten years ago, that is, on such a quiet summer night when the moon and stars were scarce, he and Wan'er, holding hands together, walked comfortably on the bank of Huanhua Creek, in the Chongli Pavilion, quietly watched the sky full of stars, looked up at the stars, moon and clouds, woke up to the power of the world, and drunk and lay on the knees of the beauty......

On the bank of Huanhua Creek, on the Chongli Pavilion, he and her are in love for three lives, and their heads are unswerving.

Ten years of ups and downs, years, vicissitudes of life.

Once upon a time, he and her, childhood sweethearts, knew each other well, and thought that they could stay together for the rest of their lives, but in the end...... But they can only be separated from each other, close to the end of the world, and they can't stay together in love.

Looking up at the heavens, the earth, the sun and the moon, sighing how difficult and dangerous the world is, the joys and sorrows are sad, and the pillow cannot sleep for a long time.

Recalling this, Xiao Changling's deep gaze stared at the sky silently, as if he was looking forward to the opening of the night, the magpie bridge crossed, and the person who walked out of his heart was longing, and muttered.

"I hope we can see each other again."

But he will be disappointed after all, now they, one is His Royal Highness the King of Qin, the other is the concubine Niangniang, one is the emperor's younger brother, and the other is the emperor's concubine, even if they have deep affection, it is difficult to overcome the gap in front of them, maybe for the rest of their lives, they can only look at each other from a distance like now.

Suddenly, Xiao Changling's tears flickered, and he took out the green jade pendant sword spike and held it tightly in his palm; It was just a short moment, this hero, who had never shed tears in front of anyone, the man who was scolded as a "human slaughter" by the temple ministers and the government and the opposition, finally burst into tears at this moment, took off his cold armor, took off his iron-blooded mask, and showed the most vulnerable side of his heart without any reservations: loneliness, loneliness, and helplessness.

"Wan'er, if you and I are destined not to be together in this life, then I ...... In my own way, I will protect you for the rest of your life. From now on, I will devote my life to fighting for you. ”

……

At the same time, the Shangjing Imperial Palace in the middle of the night was also silent.

In the Chengqian Palace, the candlelight is dim.

It was already night, Xie Wanxin had not yet gone to bed, but was wearing a moon-white cloak, leaning gloomily in front of the window, his face was like water, and he didn't say a word; Seeing this, Mingyu gently approached and comforted softly.

"Niangniang, it's been the third watch, Your Majesty shouldn't be here tonight, it's better to rest early."

Xie Wanxin was still indifferent, and her beautiful and delicate face was full of cold and snow.

The night was deep, the moonlight cast a silver glow, and the earth seemed to be shrouded in a thin veil.