A woman's heart is the most poisonous, but it is also the sweetest, the thinest, enough to hook the man who is fascinated.

When her daughter is shy, and her beautiful eyes are born with tears, even the most iron-blooded man will show her tender side.

If there were only men in this world, it would be a very sad thing.

......

At noon, when the sun is scorching, the wind does not blow, the birds do not chirp, the cattle and sheep do not move, and the air is very dry, as if a little spark can set everything on fire.

Tiger Prison Pass is a stone town, with many stones, and it is hot in the sun.

The copper wall is broken with a sword, but there is still a tiger prison.

Two hundred years ago, in that era of turmoil and strife, Tiger Prison Pass was one of the most majestic cities on the border of Chunguo, easy to defend and difficult to attack, when Taizu broke the city, nearly 100,000 people were killed and wounded, and it was almost with countless corpses stacked into a hill to capture this city.

But that's just the past, after all.

Time is the most ruthless thing in the world, he can make the peerless hero Bai Shou, he can also make the peerless wrestler dying, and naturally he can also make the once most difficult city to conquer become a weak little girl.

After the unification of Liyang, this majestic border city became an inner city located in the center of the territory, and at first it was peaceful, but later, after several **, there were rebels who occupied the land and claimed the king, and it took a lot of effort to exterminate it, and after several discussions, this big city was finally demolished.

However, because of the geographical location, it is a transportation hub connecting Zhongzhou and Jiangnan, this place not only did not decline, but became more and more prosperous with the peace of the world, and the surrounding cities can only be compared with Kaifeng City.

But the towering walls were gone, and no one could have imagined that one day, the iron hooves of the barbarians would be able to bring disaster here.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the name of Tiger Prison.

The barbarian march route would have bypassed such a large city, but Ulan Baatar improvised and temporarily changed the march route, and the army of 70,000 men washed two towns in blood, found enough food to support the First World War, and then marched mightily towards the Tiger Pass.

This kind of small city can almost be said to be defenseless in the face of the fierce barbarian army, and it is only a matter of an eye to take the entire city in one go.

News always goes faster than people.

Before the barbarian army arrived, the news that the barbarians were coming to slaughter the city had already spread, and for a while, the people in the city were panicked, and there were more and more people fleeing.

Courage is contagious, and so is fear.

At first, there were still people in the city shouting the slogan that the city is in the city and they want to fight to the death with the barbarians, but later, people found that the rich people in the city gradually fled for the most part, and this voice gradually became quieter.

Everyone wanted to escape.

The tree dies, and the man lives.

But the rich have money, they can flee, they can live again wherever they go, but they can't, once they flee, they are homeless, fugitives, and two or three out of ten will die on the road.

The world is too chaotic and there are too many wicked people.

But it's better than staying here and being slaughtered.

Most of them are still gone, at first only secretly, but now the streets are full of people carrying large bags and small bags, dragging their families with them.

Song Yaozu couldn't escape.

Although he also wants to escape, but he can't escape, he is the prefect of a place, even if he escapes today, he will be caught in the dead word one day, and it will leave a reputation for eternity, and his descendants and family members will also be poked in the back.

So when he left, he only arranged for the two daughters of the family, and the youngest son and a group of family members left.

The eldest son remained with him.

He felt that he was dead here, and he was always worthy of the black gauze hat on his head, after all, he was not a military attaché, just a scholar who could say Zizi Zi Yue, he had read the Four Books and the Five Classics, but he had never read the military books.

You can't even talk about it on paper.

He shook his head with a wry smile, and wanted to throw away the saint's scroll in his hand, but after thinking about it for a long time, he still put the book respectfully in the bookcase.

"Dad, I don't want to study anymore. ”

Hearing this, Song Yaozu was stunned, the most useless thing was a scholar, he had never had this kind of thought, but this idea was so strong in his mind at the moment.

He turned his head to look at his son, who was frowning behind him, and was silent for a long time, but finally he only sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and walked down the steps from the city wall, which was less than five feet high.

He was determined to die for his country, worthy of Liyang's cultivation, worthy of the income he earned, and worthy of the Wusha on his head, but he was sorry for his eldest son Song Guangming.

He didn't deserve to die.

But he is his own son, when he fled, he said, it is enough to have a brother in the family to inherit the incense, the father is with the country, if the son can not be accompanied, it is unfilial, the child has won the father's teachings, read countless sage books, in the end, will not be an unfilial person.

He thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he agreed.

Today's wind was particularly strong, and it was whistling like a cow, and people were almost unable to stand on their feet.

Song Guangming only watched his father walk down the city wall, but he didn't expect that he suddenly turned around and walked back quickly, closing the bookcase that was left in place.

Song Guangming was stunned, the last time he saw his father with such a bright look in his eyes, it was when his father was taking the high school exam, he couldn't help but speak up and said, "Father?"

Who knew that Song Yaozu just hugged him.

patted him on the back vigorously, looked into his eyes, and said very seriously: "Guangming, I remember that when your mother gave birth to you, it was a long time to make a fuss, and I was anxious all night, until the next morning, when the child's cry came out of the room, I saw that there was infinite light from the east, I don't believe in ghosts and gods, but at that moment, I really felt that it was divine revelation." ”

"At that moment, you began to call Song Guangming. ”

"Daddy?"

The allusion of Song Guangming's way of nature, his father, who is bored, has read all his life, and can only read, has told him about this countless times, and his ears are about to wear out.

It's just that he doesn't understand why his father would talk about it at this time.

"Light, do you know what the difference between a man and a beast is?"

Without waiting for Song Guangming to speak, Song Yaozu continued: "People open their spiritual wisdom, wild beasts do not open their minds, and spiritual wisdom, education, this kind of thing sages are written in books, even if the barbarians come thousands of times, we die thousands of times, these things will always survive." ”

"Dad, I see. ”

Song Guangming took the bookcase from Song Yaozu's hand and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Knowing the son is more than the father.

What Song Guangming was thinking in his heart, he didn't know it himself, Song Yaozu had already seen it, his expression was extremely serious, and he said: "Barbarians, they will be beaten out after all, whatever they take from us, we will all get it back one by one in the end." ”

"Well said, it's just, why don't you leave. ”

Hearing this, and the sound of continuous clapping and admiration in his ears, Song Yaozu turned around and looked at the man and woman in front of him, there was no abnormality in his eyes, once a person has the will to die, sometimes he doesn't care about other things.

But seeing this man and woman, the man is handsome, and the woman is beautiful, he is still quite curious, I don't know who the other party is, why he found him at this time.

"Master, I can't stop them. ”

The little guy on the side looked embarrassed.

Song Yaozu waved his hand, signaling that he was fine, he looked at Li Wenshuo, compared to the beautiful woman, this man made him care more, his eyes flashed with essence, and it was soul-catching.

He saluted with his hands and said, "Who are the two of you, why don't you run away at this time, you don't look like you can't escape from the famine." ”

Li Wenshuo didn't answer this question, only looked at Song Yaozu's eyes, and said: "Song Yaozu, the leader of the Jingde period, was originally appreciated by many people in Beijing and had a bright future, but he couldn't judge the situation, and was finally squeezed out of this place far away from the capital, I'm right." ”

Hearing this, Song Guangming immediately clenched his fists and took a few steps forward, although it was like that before, but his father was the person he respected the most in his life, although he was young, but because of his youth, he was extremely upright.

No one should be allowed to say that his father was not.

But Song Yaozu stretched out his hand to stop him, only nodded calmly, looked at Li Wenshuo's eyes, and said, "Word for word." ”

"How many people in the city haven't left. ”

"Three hundred more people are out of the city today, and more will be in the evening, but when the barbarians arrive, it is estimated that at least a third of the population of the city will remain, about fifty thousand. ”

Hearing this, Li Wenshuo nodded and said, "You know it, it doesn't seem to be too mediocre, how many people are there in the defenders of the city, how many people can fight?"

"Who the hell are you?"

"Nanshan Li Wenshuo. ”

Song Yaozu bowed his head silently for a long time, but finally he raised his head, the light in his eyes was extremely bright, he was like a drowning man, grasping the last straw, as if he had found hope from a desperate situation.

Although he is a scholar.

But he has also heard of Li Wenshuo, a legend among the warriors of the rivers and lakes, at a young age, befriended the saint, and was named a marquis, if this is nothing, as soon as the front-line strife started, he took his sword and went to the frontier.

Legend has it that no less than 10,000 barbarians have died under his sword.

He is the sword immortal of Liyang.

Song Yaozu was very excited, Song Guangming was even more excited than him, after all, death is death, if he can live, who wants to die?

He began to carefully consider the question asked by Li Wenshuo, and he knew it very well, but the clearer he was, the heavier his heart became, and the heart that had just warmed up seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water.

He took a deep breath and said, "There are still six hundred defenders in the city, all of whom are armored men who can fight, but can they really stop the 70,000 barbarian army with six hundred people?"

He looked at Li Wenshuo with expectant eyes, pinning all his hopes on him.

Although he himself knew how low that hope was.

"Unless those 600 people are all gods, otherwise, 6,000 people will not have the slightest chance to gather the defenders, at this time, you need to play the role of the prefect of a place? ”

Li Wenshuo was holding a sword in his hand, and the wind blew a strand of broken hair on his forehead, fluttering in the air, he didn't go directly to look at Song Yaozu, but just turned around and looked out of the city.

There was nothing but mountains and a road that jutted out of the canyon.

Wind and frost hurt things, heaven and earth are ruthless and love people.

Song Yaozu knew that the canyon, although it was hot in summer, he could not stand it after standing on the city wall for a while, but there were streams flowing in the canyon, and small flowers of various colors bloomed on the mountain walls with rare medicinal materials that were not found elsewhere, and they were always like spring all year round.

I couldn't see that 70,000 barbarian cavalry would pour out at any time to kill people.

Song Yaozu looked at Li Wenshuo, and couldn't see through the young man in front of him who was only half his age, the other party was a chivalrous man of the world, a rumored sword immortal who flew away from the sky, but even if he didn't know martial arts, he knew that manpower would eventually be exhausted, and no matter how he was, he couldn't stop tens of thousands of cavalry.

But Li Wenshuo didn't think so.

When he first heard Li Qingshan talk about the various realms of martial arts, he heard that the masters of breaking the army crisscrossed the battlefield, and thousands of troops and horses were invincible, which may be an exaggeration, but if the enemy was only an ordinary martial artist in the initial realm, he was confident that he could defend the tiger prison alone.

An ordinary army breaking realm may not work, but he can.

He's already one of the best people in the world.

It's a pity that now there are not only strong opponents among the enemies, but also countless masters, and there are no less than three strong people who can "defeat ten thousand with one" that he feels, not to mention, there is also a Ulan Baatar who may not be able to win even if he does his best.

But how do you know if you don't give it a try?

Li Wenshuo sat on the city wall, with broken teeth spread on his side, quietly looking at this heaven and earth, without saying a word, tomorrow the barbarians will come here, Song Yaozu and Song Guangming have already gone to work on the city defense at this time.

Not only six hundred soldiers, but there are at least a few thousand young men in the city, and at this time, there may be a chance to forcibly collect the weapons that the gangs in the city have collected on weekdays by forceful means.

Luo Jiuyi looked at Li Wenshuo's side face, and couldn't help but reach out and gently brush the strand of hair that escaped from his forehead, Li Wenshuo may be a martial arts idiot, but he is definitely not a person who likes to kill.

She knew that.

But for a while, she followed Li Wenshuo around to kill people, she barely moved her hands, it was Li Wenshuo who did it, he didn't even blink his eyes when he killed, and the sword was like cutting the weeds on the side of the road.

He had to kill.

She knew why he was doing it.

He wanted her to be clean and her hands not a little bloody, though she didn't care much if anyone else in the world was dead or alive except him.

But why doesn't she want Li Wenshuo to be happy?

When he fell in love with Li Wenshuo, it was because of Li Wenshuo's heartfelt smile when he was at her, and that smile was enough to sink her.

"At the beginning, I asked my master what the clouds were, and he said it was water vapor, and above the clouds was the cold winter all day long, and above that was a pitch-black dead field, and even the sun was just a huge fireball. ”

This is the first time Luo Jiuyi has heard this, she has never thought about these things, although she is shocked and puzzled, but she always believes what people like Shangguan Yu say, and she also knows that Li Wenshuo doesn't mean to say this.

Li Wenshuo stretched out his palm to the sky, and a blazing light passed through the sword domain and fell on his face through his fingers, warm and slightly hot.

Suddenly, his fingers clenched, as if he wanted to grasp the light and heat in his hands.

His hands were still empty.

But Luo Jiuyi felt a peerless sharpness descending from the sky, as if the slender fingers were holding the sharpest sword, slashing the sky and killing the earth, threatening the world, moving in all directions, and nothing was continuous.

The man holding the sword pointed to the sky and said calmly: "I think when I fly, this day, I can no longer cover my eyes, in this world, no one can stand in my way, when I draw the sword, all doubts, enemies from all over the world, all vanished." ”

His hand really grasped the hilt of the sword.

["There is wine, a sword, and a beautiful woman"] Chapter 513 Is there a passionate feeling in the tiger prison?

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Chapter synopsis A woman's heart is the most poisonous, but it is also the sweetest, the thinest, enough to hook a man who is swoon.

When her daughter is shy, and her beautiful eyes are born with tears, even the most iron-blooded man will show her tender side.

If there were only men in this world, it would be a very sad thing.

......

At noon, when the sun is scorching, the wind does not blow, the birds do not chirp, the cattle and sheep do not move, and the air is very dry, as if a little spark can set everything on fire.

Tiger Prison Pass is a stone town, with many stones, and it is hot in the sun.

The copper wall is broken with a sword, but there is still a tiger prison.

Two hundred years ago, in that era of turmoil and strife, Tiger Prison Pass was one of the most majestic cities on the border of Chunguo, easy to defend and difficult to attack, when Taizu broke the city, nearly 100,000 people were killed and wounded, and it was almost with countless corpses stacked into a hill to capture this city.

But that's just the past, after all.

Time is the most ruthless thing in the world, he can make the peerless hero Bai Shou, he can also make the peerless wrestler dying, and naturally he can also make the once most difficult city to conquer become a weak little girl.

After the unification of Liyang, this majestic border city became an inner city located in the center of the territory, and at first it was peaceful, but later, after several **, there were rebels who occupied the land and claimed the king, and it took a lot of effort to exterminate it, and after several discussions, this big city was finally demolished.

However, because of the geographical location, it is a transportation hub connecting Zhongzhou and Jiangnan, this place not only did not decline, but became more and more prosperous with the peace of the world, and the surrounding cities can only be compared with Kaifeng City.

But the towering walls were gone, and no one could have imagined that one day, the iron hooves of the barbarians would be able to bring disaster here.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the name of Tiger Prison.

The barbarian march route would have bypassed such a large city, but Ulan Baatar improvised and temporarily changed the march route, and the army of 70,000 men washed two towns in blood, found enough food to support the First World War, and then marched mightily towards the Tiger Pass.

This kind of small city can almost be said to be defenseless in the face of the fierce barbarian army, and it is only a matter of an eye to take the entire city in one go.

News always goes faster than people.

Before the barbarian army arrived, the news that the barbarians were coming to slaughter the city had already spread, and for a while, the people in the city were panicked, and there were more and more people fleeing.

Courage is contagious, and so is fear.

At first, there were still people in the city shouting the slogan that the city is in the city and they want to fight to the death with the barbarians, but later, people found that the rich people in the city gradually fled for the most part, and this voice gradually became quieter.

Everyone wanted to escape.

The tree dies, and the man lives.

But the rich have money, they can flee, they can live again wherever they go, but they can't, once they escape, they will flow