"Everything! for Daqin!"

"Great Qin!"

"Everything! for Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

"Break the cauldron and sink the boat! Swear to guard every inch of my Great Qin's territory!"

"Hold on!"

"Hold on!"

"Hold on!"

Even though the people in the city are firm, the army and the people are united. However, the border city of the Qin Dynasty, which was only garrisoned by a total of 80,000 soldiers and horses, had to face the turbulent waves from outside the city independently.

The city has been defending the city for seven days, but the food and grass in the city will eventually run out......

This is an unprecedented ambush, 200,000 elite soldiers of the Eastern Qi Dynasty are waiting around the Wei River, guns and halberds are solemn, and the anger is soaring!

In front of the battle, there were about fifty black-robed people and horses, with a red cloth belt tied on the left arm of the robe, and the blood was dripping, and the title of Lishu was "Qi"!

Black clouds crush the city.

This is on the battlefield of the siege of the city, and it is the most headache for the dead.

I beg to die, but I beg you to die.

At the same time, what is even more palpitating is that these dozens of black-robed dead soldiers contain mysteries between their extrusions, and they are all unavoidable mountain cultivators!

At this time, Emperor Qin was inspecting the border of Weicheng.

And this is nearly one-third of the elite soldiers and horses of the Eastern Qi country, as well as fifty cultivators whose lives are as precious as gold paper, are surrounding Weicheng today.

It's just to beg Emperor Qin to die!

Ten years have passed since the rise of Qin, and the weight of the whole country is rising.

Just a few decades ago.

At first, this small country in the northern corner of An'an could only endure humiliation under the pressure of the surrounding powers. In the sixty years of the Qin calendar, the first emperor in the prime of life died suddenly in front of the dragon and phoenix case, which made the stormy Qin State even worse.

However, the only prince of the Huai clan, who was only 19 years old at the time, brazenly ascended the throne! Raise the power of one country to reform the national system! It is really the monarch and the ministers who are united in their hearts and the lives of the people!

Straight to the breath of the ruined Qin State!

After the reform adapts.

The new emperor even went to the border to supervise the forces to participate in the war!

At the border, 10,000 soldiers and horses trained and selected under the new reform system took the initiative to step outside the city for the first time in decades!

These 10,000 soldiers and horses relied solely on their earnest hope for the newborn Great Qin and their unwillingness to suffer after being silent for many years! Relying solely on the mundane bodies piled up with flesh and blood, they fought hard to forget themselves, exchanging one for two! What's more, exchanging one for three or even four!

The soft soldiers of the Qin Dynasty, who were usually thirsty for life and afraid of death, turned into tigers and wolves in an instant! The momentum was great! And where could the neighboring South Korea think that today's group of people are completely not afraid of death!

A border battle suddenly made the surrounding dynasties re-examine this new "Qin Dynasty".

So far, the sixty-third year of the Qin calendar.

In the Three Kingdoms of the Chaotic Northland, the Qin Dynasty held its ground.

In the sixty-fourth year of the Qin calendar, the new Qin encroached on Korea.

At the end of the summer of the sixty-fifth year of the Qin calendar, the Qin army invaded and destroyed the Jin state.

In the early winter of the sixty-fifth year of the Qin calendar, the Qin Dynasty unified the northern land.

The whole country calls the world!

Emperor Qin named "Huai Gufu".

The world is finally divided into four parts.

There are strong Qi good soldiers in the east, the Xihu tribe is in the court, the old country Liang is entrenched in the south, and the new name Daqin in the north!

And just when the world thought that the great Qin would become the next Eastern Qi who was in full swing, people did not expect that the Qin Emperor, who had been on the throne for five years, would decide to disarm and develop the economy of the whole country to strengthen the people's livelihood.

As a result, the newborn Great Qin was silent for another five years.

The frontier is stable, accompanied by the booming domestic economy.

However, this still attracted the jealousy of other countries......

A siege that has been planned for a long time, and at the same time is "righteous and bright", is for the person who stands proudly at the head of the city today!

"Hmph, this Qi country is really worth a lot of money. ”

The young Huai Emperor looked at the hundreds of thousands of enemy soldiers and horses under the city with a playful smile on his face.

"These hundreds of thousands of people want to die with my Weicheng, until the besieged city is exhausted, and then break through in one fell swoop?"

Emperor Huai slowly patted the old Wei city wall bricks, and the dust and moss fell in a puff, piling up into a bulge in the corner of the wall, like a new tomb.

"Hey, the monks on the mountain who originally had eyes on their heads were willing to be the lackeys of the dynasty!"

He leaned forward against the tower with his hands propped up, staring at the dozens of black-robed monks.

Immediately, he casually asked to the side, "Still can't contact the border city around you?"

But I heard a clatter of armor, kneeling on one knee, and a heavy sound of smashing.

"Returning to Your Majesty! This Qi State is estimated to have transferred all the soldiers and horses on its northern border to besiege Weicheng, accompanied by monks! All methods have been tried, the last general, incompetent..."

In the face of this legendary figure who led the rise of Qin Zhi alone, the people of Qin Zhi all had an almost blind worship of him, accompanied by an inexplicable fear.

And today, if Emperor Qin supervises the city and dies here, the consequences are unimaginable!

"So...", the future emperor of the ages, looked across the turbulent Weishui, and looked blankly thousands of miles away, his eyes suddenly flashed in a trance.

"She, no news?"

"Your Majesty... This..."

"I see, I'm really a loner, hahahahaha..."

Immediately afterwards, Emperor Qin's sleeves shook angrily, the wind and dust rose, and there were two terrifying deep marks on the city wall.

"Armor!"

"Prepare the horses!"

"Kaesong!"

"I'm going to go into battle to kill the enemy and beat the drum!"

......

......

......

Xiling Shu Road, Sword Pavilion is magnificent.

The clouds and mist in the mountains and forests seem to be quiet and quiet, but in fact, the sword qi is fierce everywhere, intertwined horizontally and vertically, forming a network of sword qi arrays, covering the sky and the earth, to guard Shu Mountain.

However, on the top of the mountain in the distance, a golden pillar of light suddenly rose into the sky, and it was about to be as high as the sun, and then it suddenly fell, and the sword qi soared! With the roar and thunder, it broke through the sky and was nailed directly into the sea of clouds!

Fog Explosion!

Scattered as dots of golden light, and condensed into wisps of gold threads wrapped around the pillar of light.

When the pillar of light gradually stabilized the body, it was clear that it was a sword, the shape was simple and new, the sword body was engraved with the word "snow walking", there was a jade plaque tied to the sword, and the seal "plum" was painted in a book.

The treasure is floating in the ears, and the divine light is born with the spine of the sword!

Because that sword qi was too shocking and enduring, even if the sword had been inserted straight into the sea of clouds, there was still a golden trace left on the path of the sword qi from the edge of the sky to here. Looking from afar, it is like a golden thread rising directly from the east, cutting open the blue sky of this Shu Dao!

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful figure hurriedly stood on the "snow walk".

"Give it to me!"

"Get out of the way!"

The sword intent suddenly shook the entire mountain road and thundered, and the hollow valley resounded.

"Bold! Even if you are the sister of Meiyuan in the Plum Garden!

I saw an old man with gray temples scolding and rising to the sea of clouds, and a small black seal was hung on both sides of his waist, a book "palm law", and the word "sword".

The two collided and clanged.

Then float around him.

"Whoever stops me, die!"

The woman suddenly scattered her hair, her face was extremely pale, and then as if she had exhausted the strength of her life, she took her sword and raised it high, and shouted towards the top of Shu Dao!

"Plum Garden Meade!"

"Kneel down and beg for a sword in the Sword Pavilion!"

After saying that, his face became even more desolate, like a seriously ill person.

And just as the Lord of the Sword Pavilion wanted to suppress it with the seal, an old voice came from the small grass house on the Shu Road.

It was a small grass house that belonged to the head of the Sword Pavilion.

"In the past, although Mei Yuan asked the sword in my sword pavilion, but he also left the two swordsmanship of the two swordsmanship of the two swords, and today a sword is exchanged for these two sword moves, cough cough, it is also a peck and a drink, the number of cause and effect..."

"You can continue this 'moon shortage'. ”

Seeing this, the Sword Pavilion Commander was busy opening his mouth to stop the master.

However, before the Sword Pavilion could speak, a pitch-black afterimage "scratched" through the air, and suddenly fell from the top of the mountain to the sea of clouds.

There was an occasional coughing sound of "cough cough" in front of the grass house, but the short and urgent frequency of the sudden burst more clearly expressed the firmness of the old man in the grass house to send the sword.

"Ahem... Brother Zhang, after that sword to eliminate rebellion, since the long river of time has been cut off... Ahem, I haven't had a few years, and it's useless to leave me for a short month..."

So this Sword Pavilion master, who was actually not very old, but seemed to be "dying of old age", glanced indifferently at the clouds.

But seeing that the eyes were full of mist and mist, Mei Dai's hands trembled, as if she saw all hope, and slowly rubbed a dark iron sword.

The old man shook his head imperceptibly and let out a long sigh.

"Ahem, Mei Dai, you could have gone farther than your brother in the way of the sword, but only for the sake of a cold-hearted emperor, you ruined your future, ahem... Is it worth it?"

The woman, who was like a fairy in the sea of clouds, smiled bleakly.

Hurrying to leave, a figure turned his back to Shu Dao.

For a moment, the figure was like a mustard.

The sea of clouds scattered in all directions, leaving a sound in the air.

"I have no regrets. ”

......

......

......

"Scatter! Protect Your Majesty!"

"Kill!"

"Charge me!"

"The one who takes the head of the Qin Emperor will be crowned a prince!

...

There were fights outside the city, and it was really bloody, full of devastation.

Weicheng took the initiative to open the door again and again to meet the attack, relying on the bodies of tens of thousands of soldiers alone, and once again and again built up the "vitality" that lasted for a long time.

The total number of soldiers and horses left in the city was less than 50,000.

And this time he took the initiative to attack again and again, and he also roughly figured out the details of the realm of the dozens of black-robed dead soldiers.

It is not easy to practice on the mountain, except for those with good talent and luck, who doesn't rely on the realm of desperate sneering with that time?

The monks on the mountain are divided into ten realms, and they spend their entire lives, and you push me and shove, all for the sake of reaching the top of the avenue.

And above the ten realms, you can really be regarded as an "immortal".

There are three realms on the road.

So far, each has its own name, from low to high, divided into "Star Realm", "Hidden Realm" and "Destiny Realm".

Since ancient times, the fate realm has been lost for a long time, and there are only a handful of hidden realms in the entire world, accompanied by eleven star realms.

The dream of an ordinary monk's life is the ten realms on the top of the Great Dao, but as for the top of the Great Dao, he can't even think of it.

And this "gift" from Dongqi to Emperor Huai Gufu of Great Qin.

It is many nine realms, and half of the small ten realms!

The head of the black-robed man seems to be standing firmly in the three realms above the avenue!

"Remove my armor!"

A mellow voice came from the dark armor.

There was a clattering and a clang, and dust was flying on the ground.

There was another "bang", and the black greasy blood overflowed from the armor.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

Huai Gufu took the soldiers handed Weicheng's unique double-steamed spirits, the originally bulging wine bag quickly dried up, and the thick and mellow aroma of wine gradually filled the smell of blood, and then he raised his arm, wiped his chin with the back of his hand, and let out a loud sigh of satisfaction.

The young Emperor Qin muttered a few words of scolding, and then turned around and ordered.

"The next time my mother prepares a pair of light armor for me, I can't kill the soft soldiers of the Qi country!"

"Those monks who are dogs! If I have the chance, I can die by relying on my thousands of Xuanjia heavy horses alone!"

"Kill the horse at noon, and the command will be burned!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

...

It's past noon.

The last time Emperor Qin stepped on the head of Weicheng, every time he stepped a step, there was a dusty puff of dust rising and falling.

The liquor is cut into the throat like a knife, and the half-hung bag is dangling.

The cold wind blows on the city, and the sand and rocks fly off the field.

The gates were wide open.

The two armies were reorganized and stood solemnly, separating the two banks of the Wei River.

Dongqi did not rush up to face this Northern Qin, which had risen for ten years. The emperor of Qin deserves the respect of any country.

And today, the battle between the two armies is still above board, even if the outcome may be crushing on one side.

Because dying in battle is the most dignified way to die.

Flick your sleeves,

arm lifting,

Roll up the sleeves,

Drumming.

The drums are beating!

"Boom!"

Horseshoe treading river!

"Boom!"

Gun Halberd Crash!

"Boom!"

The rain is surging!

The sudden rain and blood blended together, and the rolling tide of the Wei River was dyed with a layer of bright black and red! At the same time, the blood and cement on the sand field were muddy, and the ground was thousands of miles away!

And Huai Gufu took the lead in putting on armor and rushing into battle after beating the drum three times in person!

The fifty monks of the Eastern Qi Dynasty were divided into four corners, steadily pressing the formation to prevent accidents. But when he faced the mortal soldiers exchanging flesh and blood with each other, he just watched coldly and ignored them.

And it just so happens that just in case of this 10,000.

That's where the accident happened.

I saw that the tide of the Wei River, which was originally wide and galloping, was surging and rolling away, as if the furnace of heaven and earth had boiled this great river, and then the river was divided into two in an instant!

A golden light flew in the middle of the way!

A plain dress stood on top of the golden light, and at the same time carried a dark iron sword.

Then a series of sounds like spring thunder in the river exploded, and then followed this person.

This woman, who had been seriously injured and fought hard to get a sword, finally did not hesitate to consume her lifespan, and the sword did not stop, rushing to this battlefield before the worst happened.

After the powerful monk of the head of the black robe saw the person clearly, his pupils suddenly contracted sharply, his mental power soared, and he shouted hoarsely to the four corners of the battlefield:

"Array! Sword Cultivation Enemy Attack!"

However, before these fifty Upper Three Realm cultivators could form a formation to resist the enemy, a sword light slashed down!

The group of black-robed monks were collectively shocked and snorted.

But seeing the "snow walking" falling from the sky, a flip, the golden light was nailed into the battlefield, and the sword qi stirred up the rain to overflow, causing countless soldiers around to retreat.

And the blade of the sword was tilted, and it was stuck straight on the ground.

The female sword fairy was tall, but her face was bloodless, her sideburns were messy, and her body was covered with layers of sand and soil. At the same time, the eyes are strung with "pearls" dripping, mixed with river rain, flowing over the cheeks, and wiping the corners of the mouth.

She was so crying but silent, sad and pitiful.

But when she saw the man below who was tearful and looking at her with the same affection.

She didn't feel like she was so high, but she felt lonely and helpless.

However, the rain fell on the Qin people, and also on the Qi people, on those who wanted to fight, and on those who wanted to live in peace, in fact, the rain was not fair, because it fell in an unfair world.

Fighting so far, facing the absolute trend of 30,000 to 120,000, as well as the dozens of Upper Three Realm monks who can still fight on the other side and the indefinite number of "Ten Realms".

Emperor Qin is basically dead.

What's more, the sword she had just exerted her momentum seemed to be infinitely beautiful, but in fact, it had basically exhausted most of the little vitality left in her body.

However, fortunately, I also borrowed this "moon shortage".

She rejoiced in her heart and comforted herself.

"Huaiqian, you—" She muttered the true name of the Qin Emperor, and then looked at the man with a determined look.

"I, I didn't leave you to go back to the plum garden alone..."

She pursed her lips vigorously before she could speak again, her bright red tooth marks like hawthorn hearts on snow-white glutinous rice cakes.

I saw her raise the black iron sword high. Jiang Yu coldly slapped her face and smooth sword body.

"Mei Dai, take advantage of the 'moon shortage' to cut the time for a moment!"

So in an instant, Fanghua was no longer old! Three thousand green silks turned into snow in a blink of an eye!

At the same time, the dark "moon shortage" suddenly brightened, as if it had grabbed all the moonlight in the heavens and the earth and gathered here.

The rain was beating all over the sky, and there was a bright flame flickering inside, crystal clear, with a hint of cruelty but innocence.

First of all, the black-robed people at the four corners of the battlefield suddenly aged sharply, and they used up their lifetime realms to counteract, but they couldn't stop the gradually virtual body from withering and drifting away.

The monk who had passed through the Ten Realms stared at the light before he died, and exclaimed in disbelief:

"You... Twelve... Sword Immortal!"

At the same time, in the world where the "moon shortage" cut through the "time", about 100,000 soldiers in the following battlefields also turned into white bones in an instant!

The sky is cloudy and rainy, and the sound is damp, and no one collects 100,000 white bones!

The north wind swept the ground and swept away the dark clouds.

The rain gradually stopped, and the blood flowed into the Wei River along the traces washed by the raindrops.

The light gradually became smaller, and a subtle "click" sound came out of the light, and immediately, the "moon shortage" suddenly collapsed in half!

At the same time, a miserable white figure fell straight from the sky.

The man dragged his tired body to his feet abruptly, black blood gushing out of the cracks in his armor.

Huai Gufu caught her in silence.

"Huaiqian, I—" She struggled to raise her hands, and a pair of large hands grabbed her tightly and lifted it to the silent man's face.

"I, I'm getting old..."

"You... You're not going to want me, are you?"

"You said, that... The poem you sent me..."

"Later, the next sentence, 'I and the plum blossom two white heads'... You, do you remember?"

The man remained silent throughout. It wasn't until he heard this sentence "I have two white heads with plum blossoms", and the Emperor of Great Qin, alias "Huai Lonely Husband", finally couldn't hold back the sadness in his heart anymore, and tears and snot covered his whole face.

The body that seemed to be indestructible was now trembling in pain in the cold armor.

"Ah, don't cry, don't cry" The "old" woman in plain clothes struggled to squeeze out a smile, "You are mine, my bosom, don't do it, that lonely man, okay?"

"I, I've been with you, you're not, you're not a lonely husband..."

"You, you know, we have a child?"

"The eyes are like me, the mouth, the mouth is like you..."

"But, alas..."

The originally invincible Emperor Qin cried loudly at this moment, he hugged the woman in his arms tightly, and while crying bitterly, he kept repeating a sentence to the person in his arms:

"I'm Huaiqian! I'm Huaiqian!"

"I've always been your maid..."

The rain has stopped for a long time.

And since the wind and clouds have gone, the sunset has gone in the west.

The waning moon hung high on the sparse plane trees on the edge of Weicheng, and occasionally a few crows shook their branches, and then shook off a touch of moonlight.

The cold moonlight shone on her.

Full of gray hair, full of lovesickness.

It was the white moonlight he had been thinking about for a long time.

Although it is gone.