Gradually, the snow became smaller and smaller, from goose feathers to nails, then like fireflies, and finally, it disappeared, leaving only the sky full of slaughter.

This snow, it seems that God wants to squeeze all the water vapor of the heavenly palace before stopping, where is there still a little half of ash on the ground, there is only a piece of white left, if you look down from the sky, like a huge piece of rice paper, just wait for someone to splash ink, with the mountain as the inkstone, the ridge as the pen, the river as the ink and the ground as the paper, to make a picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, isn't it happy.

But now, if you really want to make a painting, I am afraid that it is a river of corpses, full of wars, homeless people, rampant thieves, how can there be a little beauty of the country, look at it, can't help but tears in the eyes, sad and pitiful, sigh and sigh, since the world is like this today, this picture of the country, don't do it.

All things have spirits, the heavens and the earth are vast, and the ice city is also covered by this heavy snow, but it does not fold its brilliance at all, but it is more filled with some tragedy, it is like this, lonely towering in this heaven and earth, accompanied by only the city that depends on his people, after thousands of years, watching the sun and the moon, and appreciating the stars.

Transferred to the city, although Qingshang is relatively safe now, but Zhao Tianlang does not dare to relax, that Zhuge Yaozong is not a mediocre generation, and his game, if there is no preparation, even if he has the upper hand, there is a possibility of being overturned at any time, the chess game can still be overturned, war is not the same, a thought, a move to defeat the enemy may be broken bones, into a situation of no return.

Although the wind and snow stopped, their hearts were still in the distance, and the two of them in the City Lord's Mansion were still sitting, and they didn't speak, just sitting like this, and it could be seen from their eyes that their minds were no longer on this celebration.

Let's talk about Fu Junqing first, he may recall the original horses and rivers and lakes, wandering the world, beautiful women and wine, happy enmity and hatred, wine in the knife and cup in his hand, if there is a beauty caressing the piano, chic, really free.

I think he will definitely regret a little in his heart, why can't he think of coming to Quzhou City, a place where birds don't, what do you want, and he has to be ready to work hard at all times, he has been in danger many times, and he almost didn't put his life into it, what is the picture.

Besides, Zhao Tianlang, compared to it, his heart must be a lot simpler, he has been taken to the nameless barren mountain, what he thinks, it must be related to his master, the mysterious old man who can no longer be mysterious, until now I haven't thought about what to name him.

Qingshang slashed immortals, he didn't want to see it in front of him, he knew that he was laying out a snar, earth-shattering killing game, and all the creatures in the world fell on his chessboard, but he didn't know who the person who was playing with him was, what kind of hands and eyes were in the sky, so he didn't hesitate to spend so much effort.

While they were pondering, who would have thought that a huge storm was coming, and they wondered if they could roll up a thousand piles of snow.

On the street where there should be no people, a large group of people and horses are shuttling, all fierce and abnormal, full of murderous spirit, with a reckless atmosphere, and they are people in the rivers and lakes at a glance.

Originally, this is not unusual, now Quzhou rivers and lakes heroes gather, Qingshang is the only place to go to Quzhou, naturally there are people in the past, it is naturally impossible to keep them out, these people are not easy to provoke, all of them are short-tempered, it doesn't matter if you have an iron armor million, it's over, the road is uneven and roared, don't shoot when you should shoot, you must shoot if you shouldn't shoot, to them, I really don't know what to say.

But something was wrong with the situation, and there were hundreds of people walking through the streets, armed with weapons, picking out some small paths in order to avoid the passing soldiers and go straight to the city gates.

This is Zhuge Yaozong's plan, since the strong attack fails, then outwit, take advantage of the special period, buy some people in the rivers and lakes to enter the city, the inside and the outside should be combined, it will definitely work wonders.

Coupled with the heavy snow and the protection of the ice city, it will definitely make Zhao Tianlang and them relax their vigilance, ordinary people will definitely not choose to attack the city at this time, the weather is cold, it is really not suitable for war, and it is almost the same to sleep at home with his wife.

As always, Zhuge Yaozong lined up a few catapults to send them a few big fireballs, and it didn't matter if they hit it or not, anyway, it was said hello today.

Come and don't be rude, the city is also sprinkled with arrows, basically shot on the snow, just be polite, this is used to kill the enemy in the future, but not willing to waste.

Okay, at the end of the day, after that, everyone will do their own thing, I will stand in the city, you will stand in the city, you look at me, I will look at you, look at each other, and I will send an embarrassed smile instead of a polite smile, which is really a big joke in the world.

However, today is different from usual, although it doesn't seem to be the same, secretly, almost all the soldiers and horses of Qi Li are hidden here, just wait for the door in the eyes to open, rush in and kill and injure to relieve the hatred in my heart, grandma's, I have been frozen for so long.

Silently, the soldiers guarding the city inside had fallen to the ground, blood was gushing from his neck, even if he held it down with both hands, he couldn't stop it, and the vitality in his eyes was being eaten away little by little, and it wouldn't be long before all that was left was gray.

One by one, they all opened their mouths wide, wanting to make a sound, wanting to roar unwillingly, wanting to report to the people above, wanting to scold their mother, what kind of thing are you, you dare to kill Lao Tzu.

However, it is too late, and the present world does not allow them to make any more noise, even if there are thousands of unwillingness, they can only go below and talk to Lord Yama, if they are interested, maybe they will warm a pot of good wine and talk with you for three days and three nights.

Knock knock knock.

With an earth-shattering sound, the huge city gate slowly opened, which was supposed to be a barrier for them to resist the enemy, but now it was used by the enemy, which was really unpredictable.

As soon as they heard this, the people on the city wall realized that it was too late, and all the 50,000 troops of Qi Li had already rushed over, stepping on the snow that was large enough to reach their calves.

The trumpets soared into the sky and whined and woke up the people in the tent.

Arrows were all over the sky, and now they didn't dare to have a little reservation, but for this crossbow car, Qi Li had already prepared, one by one the shields were raised above his head, and in an instant, they were full of arrows, like a huge hedgehog.

Although many people were killed by arrows, 50,000 soldiers and horses were too many, and they were caught off guard, and even the crossbow carts were no longer enough to stop them, so they could only watch them enter the city gate.

"Oh no, something happened. Hearing the sound of the horn, Zhao Tianlang shouted, and cold sweat broke out all of a sudden.

Without saying much, Fu Junqing quickly put on heavy armor, picked up the long sword, and walked out quickly to the battlefield.

Outside the door, 10,000 soldiers and horses have gathered, 400 vertical and horizontal iron horsemen take the lead, spears hunting, and the cold light is pressing.

Fu Junqing stepped onto the war horse in one step, and a roar, hysterical, like a strong wind whistling, and like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring.

"Meet the enemy. ”