The desert is lonely,

The sun sets over the long river.

The response of the war ended, and the people in Moyu City poked their heads out of the corners of their hiding places, and saw that the city was full of generals from Zhongzhou patrolling, and they, men, women, and children, were all hugging their heads and crying, crying with joy.

"We went home. ”

"Huzi, do you see, that's your father, who came to pick us up and go home. ”

“..............................”

In just a moment, a large number of people poured out of the ruined streets, and they danced around the Nakasu Erlang who was patrolling, where there were their children and the fathers of the children.

This is the end of the meeting, and everyone is happy. And some of them are protecting children under them, and some are supporting white-haired old people beside them. They looked forward to it, looking left and right, but they didn't see the figure standing up to the sky.

They wept, with joy and sorrow.

The streets were crowded with people, and the people returned to their homes.

Some homes were destroyed, but they were not sad, but their faces were full of happy smiles, and they rebuilt their homes together with the sons of Zhongzhou.

The bloody battlefield has been cleaned, but there is still a faint smell of blood in the air, lingering.

"Has Moyu City been captured?"

An intact inn, but at this time it was heavily guarded. In the wing room of the inn, Tu Mo, who was in a coma due to the backlash, slowly opened his eyes on the soft bed. In the eye, it is a bed made of silk and satin, Luo Qingyi on the side of the bed, wrapped in a green coat, but he fell asleep deeply by the bed, and the tears on his cheeks that have not dried up are lovely.

"Humph!"

Luo Qingyi slept a little deeply, which also gave her a good rest. Tu Mo sat up lightly, but he accidentally touched the wound, and a muffled snort came out of his mouth.

still woke up the lovely child next to the bed.

"Tu Mo, you're awake!"

Luo Qingyi opened his eyes, his eyes were full of red bloodshots, a little red and swollen, but when he saw Tu Mo sitting on the bed, Luo Qingyi's nose suddenly became sore, and tears fell like beads with broken threads.

A gust of fragrant wind came to her nose, and Luo Qingyi broke into Tu Mo's arms, her cheeks pressed against Tu Mo's chest, and the clothes on her chest were wet.

"It's dark, how long have I been unconscious?"

Luo Qingyi's sudden intrusion, Tu Mo was a little at a loss, his face was pale, and under this forcible reversal, he was not lightly injured in the end.

The smile on the corner of Tu Mo's mouth was bitter, and he asked softly.

"Ahh

Lonely men and widows are in the same room, and they are so intimate, Luo Qingyi jumped away from Tu Mo's arms, and his cheeks were red on both sides, like a slight smoke of fine wine.

"You've been unconscious for nearly four hours. ”

Luo Qingyi lowered her head, her voice was like a mosquito, her hanging hands were at a loss, and she could only pinch the corners of her clothes tightly.

The atmosphere in the room is a little weird.

It's nightfall.

"Let's go, come with me to the barracks. ”

Tu Mo was really a little uncomfortable in the wing, so he could only get out of bed, put on the clothes that had already been stacked and put aside, just plain clothes.

"Come on, you're so badly injured that you shouldn't have gotten out of bed and walked around. ”

Luo Qingyi stepped forward, stretched out her hands to sort out some folds of Tu Mo's clothes in front of her, her eyebrows were a little angry, she also knew that after the war, Tu Mo would inevitably want to get the casualties on the battlefield as soon as possible.

She is a woman, so she does what Tu Mo wants to do.

In the heavily guarded inn, it was empty, and Luo Qingyi wanted to change his clothes and go to Zhongzhou with Tu Mo.

"No, you don't have to commit to the barracks anymore. ”

Marching and fighting with female dependents, either heavy color and light enemy, or indiscriminate loss of violence (politics), there was a Zhou Youwang Fenghuo played the princes, just for the beauty of Bo, and the city smiled.

And Tu Mo has this behavior, which is what Luo Qingyi did, not only he is the only one who sees it, who said that daughters are not as good as men, there are women who don't let them have eyebrows!

"Hmm. ”

Luo Qingyi's eyes were a little ruddy, but the smile on her face became more and more brilliant. She was as well-behaved as a cat, docile as a lamb, and carefully supported Tu Mo out of the inn.

"Young master!"

Under the sound of respect, the two figures were very close to each other, and in the dim firelight, they walked farther and farther.

To the west of Moyu City, there is an abandoned place, which has become a temporary military camp.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, a round of crescent moon hung high, the evening breeze was a little cool, and Tu Mo's mouth and nose also sent out a rapid cough, which attracted Luo Qingyi's scramble.

"It doesn't matter. ”

Tu Mo just smiled and waved his hand, the injury was fine!

"Report! General Qiqi, the young master has come to the gate of the barracks!"

The adjutant general who was sitting in the handsome camp, after listening to the scout's report, took a pair of soldiers and horses, and greeted Tu Mo and Luo Qingyi outside the barracks.

The deputy general and everyone in the army showed such intimacy with the sudden appearance of a woman next to Tu Mo, and they didn't show too much surprise, they all showed a touch of respect.

I still remember the lone shadow on the wall in the heavy rain.

That handsome soldier, although he was a daughter, was not inferior to their men.

"General Lin, what are the casualties of our army in this forced capture of Moyu City?"

With Luo Qingyi's support, Tu Mo sat upright in the handsome camp, his face was the same as always, he was not shocked, and he was not chaotic. And a touch of tenderness under his indifferent heart is only revealed for one person.

Luo Qingyi put his hands at his side and stood quietly at Tu Mo's side.

"Young Master. Our army sent 20,000 troops, and so far we have captured Moyu City, and only more than 7,000 people remain. ”

There are more than 12,000 Zhongzhou children, even General Lin, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, after breaking out this string of numbers, his words are trembling.

They were his men, his siblings to whom he could entrust his life.

"Do the enemy have any prisoners?"

Forcibly capturing Moyu City, such a large casualty was also within Tu Mo's expectations. War is inherently ruthless and unjust, and the extinguishing of the flames of war is already doused by countless corpses and rivers of rain.

"Young Master, there are more than 1,800 people who have surrendered to the enemy. However, according to the words of the last general, these prisoners are the best thing to remember, and they can also repair the ruined Moyu City. ”

General Lin bowed and saluted.

"No need, the enemy can only be the enemy, kill them all, and then quickly whip them up, and then send them to the other three states and four cities. ”

Tu Mo stretched out his hand and picked up a wooden token on the wooden table, and the criminal law in the army was based on it.

"There are no prisoners in my barracks, and if the war is tight, keeping them will only delay the pace and waste the food and grass in the army. ”

Tu Mo played with the wooden token in his hand, and threw it in front of General Lin.

"Tu Mo ........."

Luo Qingyi was shocked and wanted to open his mouth to dissuade him, but was interrupted by Tu Mo raising his hand.

"Young master, kill the prisoners, if it spreads, our side will arouse the anger of the masses, and I hope the young master will think twice!"

This lore, the wooden token lying on the ground, was healed in General Lin's eyes at this time, and he didn't dare to reach out and pick it up.

It was also a lore, General Lin slammed his head to the ground, and his body was trembling.

In ancient times, there was a killing god who rose in vain, and it was also the same, which caused the anger of the heavens and the resentment of the people, and finally the disaster came to the door and died violently at home.

"Needless to say, I have made up my mind, and if anyone says anything to stop me, I will go and lead the army with a hundred rods myself. ”

Tu Mo's eyebrows were cold, and in this way, he wanted to make the enemy frightened, an iron-blooded army in Central Continent, there were no prisoners under the sword, or they would throw away their armor and flee in the wilderness. Or, he was not afraid of death and gave up his life.

Furthermore, Tu Mo's Guigu lineage, which Tu Mo has practiced since childhood, only focuses on cause and effect, and does not talk about life and death.

"Yes, young master, the last general will obey!"

The military order is like a mountain, and it is unusually heavy, and General Lin, who is accustomed to seeing blood and tears, can't help but tremble at this moment, and he is so decisive to kill.

Born for war, maybe it will also be replaced by the killing god!

"Young master, the last general has stepped back. ”

General Lin was in a little trembling hands, took it a few times, and then picked up the wooden token on the ground, with a touch of horror in his eyes, he retreated, and then withdrew from the camp embarrassedly.

Kill the Order!

Bloody Order!

Good decisiveness!

"Tu Mo, why did you do this, since they still surrendered and became prisoners, they will definitely not pose any threat to us, why did you give this order?"

Luo Qingyi frowned, she raised her feet and came to Tu Mo, her legs bent, and she knelt on the ground.

The gray of the green clothes also made her heart fall some dust.

It's not a plea,

Why only?

"Well, why are you doing that?"

There was a touch of tenderness on Tu Mo's face, he got up and helped Luo Qingyi, who was kneeling on the ground.

"If I leave the prisoners behind, the other four will let me go. If I don't keep prisoners, they will be wary of my presence, and no one wants to see a white rise up, especially on the battlefield. Now that the eastern soil and the southern wilderness are too busy to take care of themselves, if I do what they want, they will consolidate their rights with peace of mind, and I kill the captives to make them chaotic. Although the Western Regions is currently resting on its laurels and unmoved, the news from the Northern Desert that the king of the Western Regions has been assassinated, and the Northern Pavilion is busy inheriting the throne and consolidating the throne. ”

Tu Mo helped Luo Qingyi, sat on the wooden table, and continued.

"As for the Northern Desert, Bai Hua's quietness is to put all the schemes in the palm of his hand, and everything I do is under his calculations. The Northern Desert is alone, sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, but he has already taken his eyes off Zhongzhou. What he wants is my help after I dominate Middle-earth. ”

Tu Mo saw a touch of disappointment in Luo Qingyi's cold eyes, he was a little scared, he didn't want Luo Qingyi to see Tu Mo too clearly, so he could only explain the reason.

"Huh?"

Luo Qingyi's expression changed, but he was afraid for a while, and the ruthless war was just a game of power under the scheme.

How terrible is the human heart?

"I misunderstood you, and from now on, I will accompany you without complaint. ”

Tu Mo not only had to fight on the front line, but also had to fight against each other in the air, Luo Qingyi was distressed, and secretly blamed himself for his carelessness.

Now, Luo Qingyi finally understood what he said when he first met Tu Mo.

Her eyes were rosy, and she held Tu Mo's palm tightly, unwilling to let go.

He's so tired.

"The ambition of the Northern Desert is not something that a Central Continent can satisfy, if I am not mistaken, the death of the king of the Western Regions is related to the white painting. The emergence of Emperor Wu City also made a temporary change in the deployment of Bai Hua, and under the presumption of the world, a Central Continent is too insignificant. ”

Since he said it, Tu Mo simply said it clearly.

"Bei Mo hopes that I will get rid of the civil strife in Middle-earth as soon as possible and help him break through Emperor Wu City, and Emperor Wu City, I have to go too. ”

Tu Mo shook his head and sighed, why does Guiguzi want to be free, in the chaotic world, everyone is a chess piece.

And the white painting, between talking and laughing, is well versed in people's hearts and scheming.

It is not a loss of the man's disciples and grandchildren.

It's a terrifying anomaly.