Qingchuan History

Chapter 475 Xuejian Fengting Pass ([-])
Ruan Zhong turned cold.

"From Suoning City to Fengting Pass, you and I only rested once during the day and night march, and it took two and a half days. Now please, do you want everyone to wait in this freezing place for two days?"

"Since Mr. Yin knew that Jing Tingge had been taken away, but he didn't make it clear, he still co-played with King Su in the play "I Come to Fengting Pass," Murong Xun said in a deep voice, and walked over to sit down. stool,
"At this moment, what are you pretending to say?"

A round stone table, three stone benches are equidistant around -

Three Kingdoms Pavilion, naturally one table and three stools.

"Good or bad is a challenge. Let's do it directly."

Gu Xinglang, Ruan Zhong, Murong Lin, the three people who had no tacit understanding at all looked at each other at the end of this sentence.

"Sure enough, it's for hands-on." Murong Ling responded for a while, clapped his hands and laughed, and then said harshly, "Actually, Jing Tingge has already returned to Cangwu, right? This scene has been ruined for a long time, and you are still acting." He He squinted his light brown amber eyes,
"Or you really don't know, and Jing Tingge deliberately didn't go back and create the appearance of disappearance, just to give you and the world a reason to kill me."

Murong Xun once made an oath in front of his mother that he would never take his brother's life, and Wei Guoman knew it well.

"The exchange of national letters and the exchange of positions are known throughout the continent. I really didn't see her. Today, you backed down and set up a war," Murong Xun also said harshly,

"I gave you a chance. Again and again. But you challenged my bottom line again and again in order to seek the throne!"

"You gave me a shitty chance!" Murong Lin stood, looking down at the other party with a condescending attitude, "You and Jing Tingge asked me to send Ruan Zhong back to Yin, just to take advantage of the chaos in the Yin Kingdom to kill me! As for throne, "

He leaned over and looked at him, the two pairs of tea brown pupils testified to each other's unique blood,
"It was originally mine."

The sound of soldiers and horses is still ringing.

At first, several people in the pavilion thought that Murong Xun's team had not stopped properly.

It's true that it didn't stop properly, just because there were so many people.Heijia, like mountains and seas, rushed towards the mouth of the valley, and they had already covered the entire plain in front of the pass.

"Brother Zhong," Murong Xun said without moving his gaze, his voice was deep and quiet, "You have protected King Su, and you will not hesitate to start a war?"

Ruan Zhong finally had some ups and downs in his expression, stood up with his hands down, raised his eyes,

"Can't drive, can't fight. How many people are you bringing?"

Very ordinary tone, as if asking how much wine the other party brought to the party today.

"Eighty thousand."

Gu Xinglang raised his eyebrows, "Brother Murong, you are not trying to put down the chaos, you are going to wait with me. Eighty thousand," he also stood up, tilting his head to look around like a young boy,
"There can't be enough piles on the open space, why don't you enter the customs?"

Entering the customs is entering the valley, beating dogs behind closed doors, a battle of ten thousand deaths.

Ruan Zhong's complexion finally changed, and he turned his head to Gu Xinglang:
"Sick."

Gu Xinglang smiled brightly, "Are you afraid? Elder brother, you are more than just a man. If you want to support other countries to change the world, tens of thousands of soldiers will always be dispatched." He looked out of the deep green bamboo forest,
"Where is it lying?"

"You really came prepared." Ruan Zhongding looked at him.

Gu Xinglang sat down again, took off a light silver wine bag hanging from his waist, uncorked it and drank.There are some flower branches embroidered on the surface of the wine bag, the snow-white slender five petals surround the same slender bright yellow stamens, like orange blossoms.

Ruan Zhong's eyes froze slightly.

"I'll go in." Murong Lin said loudly.

Murong Xun's eyes changed a few times, and he turned to look at Gu Xinglang.

"I was the first to arrive." Gu Xinglang replied clearly, "At least when I arrived, I didn't see anyone crouching in."

"Is His Majesty Qi Jun coming in?" Murong Ling turned his head and asked with a smile.

"I'm here to be a witness." Gu Xinglang replied with a smile, "It's rude to leave the field before the battle. If you want to enter, I can only risk my life to accompany you."

"Your Majesty and I come together, so of course we have to go in too." Murong Xun didn't ask Ruan Zhong if he could, but said to Murong Xun:
"Dare you? Back then, Jing Ting Ge used cunning tricks to win. Today, without a woman in the way, you and my brother will have a head-to-head contest,"

He strode closer, straight to the opponent's face,

"Show me the blood of a man from the Murong family, strength determines the throne."

"Since you want to fight, it doesn't matter whether you enter or not." Looking at each other for a while, Murong Xun opened his mouth, and when the words fell, he suddenly raised his left hand to his lips.

Gu Xinglang kept staring at Murong Ling's hanging hand.Even when Murong Xun raised his hand, he obviously raised his hand too.

"Wait a minute." Gu Xinglang said, "The purpose of entering the customs is to place soldiers. There are too many Weiqi, and the mighty and mighty people have been blocking the mountain from here, disturbing the people, and it is not good. The two want to fight for the throne, why not fight alone to make a final decision." , there has been a tradition of fighting generals on the battlefield since ancient times, and they are all our own people,"

He glanced calmly at the black knights that continued to surge up from the bamboo branches,

"It is the strength of Wei that is hurt by killing each other. Blood flowing into rivers is not what everyone wants on this trip."

Murong Ling laughed loudly, "I'm really not sure until now, Brother Gu, you are indeed here to watch the excitement. It will damage the national power, ha, but worry about my country Wei."

"Witness is the most fair." Gu Xinglang smiled, "It should."

"We didn't enter the valley eight years ago. Brother Gu, you know." Murong Yu said softly, "The battle of Fengting Pass was fought outside the pass. The battle started from this pavilion and continued to east, west, south and three directions, but did not go north. Entering the valley, so the war made the crown prince die in the narrow gorge between Guanbei and Shuhe."

"I know." Gu Xinglang nodded, "Don't say that this is known all over the world. I have checked too many details in the past eight years. I can't miss such an important matter."

Murong Lin's complexion became strange, it should be said that it had already started to be different when he said the previous words.

He turned to Murong Xun again, "If Jing Tingge appears at this time, or later, and returns to Zhao completely. Shall we still fight?"

Murong Xun's tea eyes darkened for a moment in the increasingly mild sunlight, "If I give you the Zen seat and take her to live in Kaifu, Weinan, will you protect us until the end?"

Finally, nature refers to the whole life.

Murong Ling smiled, "I'm afraid it's not up to you and me to decide. Jing Tingge won't go to Weinan with you to be a princess."

Murong Xun nodded and shook his head again: "There is no other way."

The mighty army enters from the valley entrance through the forest and around the pavilion.

The mouth of the valley is about two golden pavilions wide, and a group of ten people and ten horses can enter.About [-] black armors marched first, then almost waited for the silver armors, and then waited for the brown armors, and so on, until all the ones pouring into the valley were black armors.

Thousands of Yin troops, thousands of Qi troops, and tens of thousands of Wuyang Wei troops were wrapped in heavy iron armor and were ready to fight.

Dou stood the two sides in the middle of the deep valley.

The ravines in the valley are vertical and horizontal, and the huge stones are mottled. Sometimes there are shrubs stuck in the gaps between the huge rocks. Small clusters of pink, purple and pale flowers bloom from the cracks in the rocks or from the roots of the trees. They are fine and dense like fluff. Very hard.

In the center is a flat land.The flowers, trees, grass and rocks are all shallow, revealing a large area of ​​desolate soil.

Ruan Zhong and Gu Xinglang stood on the Guancheng near the entrance.

"The number of soldiers reported before the battle comes from time to time. Due to different considerations, sometimes there are more reports, and sometimes there are fewer reports." Gu Xinglang looked at the field to gain momentum, and said leisurely:
"Brother, tell me, Murong Xun's claim of [-] is an overpayment or underpayment?"

This sentence is really harsh, Ruan Zhong frowned, and said for a while:

"If you insist on addressing Xueyin, then brother is wrong." He took a few breaths to adjust his state, and when he spoke again, there was a strange gentleness in his tone,

"She called me Fifth Brother."

Gu Xinglang was startled.

Suddenly, I felt that my chest was forcibly opened like a bottle, and then poured water into it indiscriminately——

It should not be water.

The sourness that filled the viscera at that moment was stronger than spirits, rising and fermenting, and accompanied by her voice in memory, she whispered "Fifth Brother".

It's not like Gu Chunfeng called "Ninth Brother" at all.

It's all sour.

　Fighting generals: In ancient times, the two sides played fierce generals one-on-one. If one person wins, the whole army wins.There are records in both romance and official history.

　　
　
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