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"Holy Lord, Grand Duke!"

The atmosphere in the flower hall was quite depressing, the main generals of the Xuanjia Army gathered together, all silent, only the Grand Governor Zhuge Ziming walked to the side of the map alone, staring at Wu Qiuyu and Wu Feng's face with complicated eyes, the Grand Governor worked very hard, and tried very hard to put his voice extremely flat.

"Even if we don't want to admit it, the facts are in front of us...... Yu Taixuan's offensive is becoming more and more intense, Hangu Pass, we can't hold it!"

"And then?" Wu Qiuyu looked up, his eyes full of ashes.

"It is imperative that we arrange for the people to evacuate as soon as possible!" "Zhuge Dadu Governor turned his head and forced tears to prevent tears from welling up in his red and swollen eyes, "I also ask the Holy Lord to give an order to let the disciples of the Sword Sect protect the people of Weizhou and leave the green mountains in the ......."

"Didn't you say that you can still hold it for half a year? The Yunzhou army is also about to arrive!" Wu Tong, who has become a father, seems to have faded too much youth, and his words and deeds are also close to the calmness that he should have before he stands, hearing Zhuge Ziming's words, he slowly got up, and said with anticipation on his face: "Dudu, the king of Canglan will soon be able to defeat the ruling guard in the south, and with the Yunzhou reinforcements, we can still hold it, right? Don't joke, we have enough food and salary, and our soldiers are strong and strong, how can we not be able to hold Hangu Pass!"

"Young Master!" A tired smile bloomed on his face with strong self-calmness, Zhuge Ziming's lips trembled, and his tone was intermittent: "Since last night, the last legendary master of Weizhou City has also fallen under Yu Taixuan's butcher's knife, except for the old Holy Lord who was seriously injured, we no longer have any top-notch combat power...... That's right, we are indeed strong and strong, and we have abundant food, but it is useless, we have been fighting for so many years...... The Sword Sect has died in name only, and we ...... Can't wait for the reinforcements of the Canglan King...... If you evacuate, the young master should return east with the people, you are alive, and we still have hope in the future!"

"Hahaha......"

Like a magic barrier, Wu Tong staggered out of the flower hall and walked into the sunlight on the front lawn, and when he turned around, he looked back at the silent crowd in the house, smiling and laughing, tears were like a torrent that broke the embankment, and instantly ignited the hysteria in his heart that could no longer be suppressed......

"Where are you going?" "Hatefully stepping on the bluestone white strip under his feet, Wu Tong came from his heart, "This is my home, and my ancestors have lived here for generations...... Now you're telling me we can't hold on? hehe...... Why do I want to follow in the footsteps of Mu Donglin and Haoqing and become a lost dog?"

“......”

"I used to think that I would think that many people would not survive this troubled world, but I don't accept the kind of people who can't go home until they die...... I'm not leaving! I'm not going anywhere!"

"You have to go!" Walking quickly to the tearful Wu Tong, Zhuge Ziming gritted his teeth and roared word by word: "Everyone here can die, but you can't, if you live, the Sword Sect will live, the Sword Sect will live, the Weizhou people will live, only the people of Weizhou will live, only the people of Weizhou will live, and our death will be valuable!"

"Dudu!" raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, Wu Tong suddenly grinned, smiling like Chang'an that year, without heart and lungs, he was full of spring: "I already have a son, he can inherit everything from me, I am the young master of the Sword Sect, but first of all, I am a soldier of the Xuanjia Army, guarding Hangu Pass is the mission that the Holy Venerable gave to the Xuanjia Army 10,000 years ago.

"But you're going to die......"

"Then die!"

......

The horse's hooves splashed the wind and sand in the sky, and the smoke and rain in Weicheng were still there, just like the red sunset in the world......

Ignoring the hurried greetings of the surrounding crowd, Wu Tong walked to the embroidery building in the corner of the west chamber in a panic.

In the courtyard, there is a middle-aged lady who still has the charm of directing the maids to move boxes and cabinets in an orderly manner, and the sadness of parting makes everyone's face hang a trace of undisguised sadness.

After a long time, the lady raised her head and looked sideways at Wu Tong, who was standing at the door of the small courtyard.

"Aren't you leaving?" The lady smiled, walked in front of Wu Tong with a very complicated expression, and after a while, she looked up deeply at Wu Tong's messy cheeks, and she tried very hard to make her tone extremely calm: "According to your father's requirements, everything has been packed up, and Chang'an is also properly prepared...... It shouldn't be so cold over there......"

"Mother!" just slightly reddened his eyes, Wu Tong raised his head, and didn't dare to look at the expectant eyes of the woman in front of him: "You take Momo and Dingfang first, and when you arrive in Chang'an, the child and father will come to you!"

"It's okay!" Gently grabbed Wu Tong's hand, feeling the coldness that hurt through the bone marrow, the noble lady frowned lightly, and pretended to be calm: "Of course, our men in the northwest will not choose to retreat at this time...... Tongtong, my mother is proud of your decision!"

"Poof!"

Kneeling on the ground suddenly, Wu Tong grimaced, kneeling three times and knocking heavily, and the intermittent knocking sound on the bluestone slab made the people who were busy in front of the embroidery building lose their voices instantly, and then burst into tears on the spot.

"Aren't you going to look at the end and the formula?"

"No, I'm not going!" didn't look back, but he was already in tears, Wu Tong paused his body, and struggled for a long time before he took a deep breath and made his voice seem extremely relaxed: "Mother, just say goodbye to them for the children!"

"Do you need to bring a message?"

"Tell Dingfang!" "Raise your feet and go away, come quietly, go quietly, Wu Tong's figure disappeared into the desert yellow sand again: "Bury me next to the white bone snow mountain, hold my old bow and shoot the wolf!"

......

Hangu Pass, Saibei Camp.

Next to the scattered bonfires, every soldier of the Xuanjia Army was very quiet, and after a period of guidance, dozens of cities in Weizhou behind Hangu Pass were all empty...... Just when the people returned east in turn, there were also many veterans of the Xuanjia Army who couldn't help but pick up their swords and shields again, and put on the remnants of the armor piled up in the corner of the holiday, yes, just like back then, Wu Feng stood in front of the Raven Ridge, and heard the pro-soldier knife very proudly said: "How can the knife of the Weizhou people be rusty!"

The men who can fight are basically very conscious of staying in Weizhou, this is home, and it is an old belief that can't be washed away by blood!

"Hey, I didn't expect that the brothers of our extralegal maniacs will not be able to meet again in their lifetimes after all!"

The great monk asceticly wrapped his body in a leather jacket, and quietly walked to Wu Tong, who was drinking alone, and after sitting down peacefully, he raised the wine bag to Wu Tong while fiddling with the fire in front of him, and greeted each other with the wine bag: "If you die, the saddest thing should be Ziming, hehe......"

"Hmph!" A big sip of liquor went down to his stomach, and the slightly drunken flush suddenly swollen on his face, only to see him snort coldly, and said very disdainfully: "His sour talent, I wish Lao Tzu died early!"

"Hehe, you don't know this!" The great monk shook his head with a wry smile, and muttered very seriously: "The greatest cruelty in life is that when you want to quarrel and get angry, you can't even find someone to talk back!" (To be continued.) )