One person guards the lonely city, invincible in the world

Chapter 40 Seven taels of meat (1w2)

The night wind was as cold as water.

Bright red robe, long snow-white hair, he is out of place in the dark night.

like a ghost.

boom!
The leader of the knights was cut in two by the blood sword, and fell down on the Gobi Desert. His face before death was not fear, but innocence.

What did you do wrong?
The ghosts began to wander, and there was only the sound of horses' hooves in the dead wasteland. The golden knights were out of breath, and their palms tightening the reins were shaking violently.

"The madman has left home."

A gust of cold night wind suddenly penetrated into the neck, and the knight who fell behind shivered subconsciously.

Suddenly, there was a strange feeling in the head, that it was completely split.

"give me back!"

Gu Chang'an only swung his sword once, and the momentum of the sword was unstoppable, just like chopping down rows of watermelons, blood burst into the air.

"Go back to the camp!" The fleeing knight shouted hoarsely, not even having the courage to look back.

On the verge of desperation, only a group of people can have a sense of security, just like the old horse with the flag tied, also galloped towards the Lianlian barracks.

"Help me!!"

After running for a full two hundred miles, the frontmost knight was exhausted. Finally, seeing the bright bonfire, he opened his throat to ask for help. His voice pierced the night sky like a sharp weapon.

The drums of the logistics barracks suddenly burst out, and the patrolling soldiers of the barbarian country didn't care about wearing armor, and ran into the beacon tower in a hurry to light the flames.

But when he saw the scene in the distance, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his internal organs seemed to be grabbed by a pair of hands.

The crazy, bloody figure hung in the air, swinging the sword again and again, the knight and his horse were cut in half and buried in the yellow sand.

"Which Han slave dares to sneak attack, don't you want to set fire to the company?" The blue-eyed and bearded captain was sleepy, cursing and walking up to the beacon tower.

But when he saw the bloody killing, his lips trembled:
"Raise...raise the white flag."

"Surrender?" The soldier turned to look at him.

"If you don't surrender, you will die!" Captain Qiuran's limbs were stiff and his face was mournful.

Witnessing the lunatic in the lonely city with his own eyes, the cruel aura is breathtaking, there are only [-] people in the military camp, what can stop him?
A moment later, a big white flag with the word "Jiang" written on it was hung high on the gate of the barracks.

The moment the thirty knights who had saved their lives entered the base camp, they continued to flee eastward. They even knew that their actions were poisoning thousands of miles away, but if they stopped, they would die.

How stupid would it be to lower the white flag?
Surrendering to a lunatic, you might as well surrender to a stone, at least there will be an echo.

"Calm down... calm down!" Lieutenant Qiuran stood on the watchtower, holding the cross necklace around his neck, and said tremblingly:

"God bears witness, we have no intention of attacking Kucha City, not at all."

boom!
At a distance of eighty feet, the bloody sword net covered the base camp and lowered the flag, and the place where the sword energy passed began to burn, and the camp several miles away disintegrated and collapsed in the tragic devour.

"Give me back my home, give me back."

Gu Changan's hair was disheveled, he had never had such a moment of hatred, when he cut the sword, he tore the ground apart.

"No one is robbing your home..." Captain Qiuran cried out in fright, and was forcibly taken away by his cronies when he raised his hand.

What are you going to explain to such a lunatic? Run for your life!
For the first time in my life, I walked out of the cage, and the sky was about to collapse!

"Which beast is full and has nothing to do to provoke Qiuci City, and the nine clans will go to the gallows, fuck your mother!"

Captain Qiuran screamed as he fled, he felt that the lunatic was more terrifying than the rumors said.

Blindly defending can kill more than 1 elites of the empire by himself, so what about taking the initiative to attack?
You must know that defense is limited to a city, while offense is a vast Western Region.

"You are releasing a hell devil!"

Captain Qiuran looked back, the bloody figure was killing people like crazy, and looking for something, he squatted on the ground in pain.

……

Three quarters in the morning.

To the west of Yumen Pass, on the Golden Terrace.

"Your Majesty, wake up!"

Carl was so anxious that he didn't even wear a shoe on one foot, and frantically shook the bell in front of the purple tent.

"What's the matter?" Mandi quickly came out wearing a sacrificial dragon robe, before he had time to put on his mask, his bloody face was extremely terrifying under the flickering candlelight.

"The lunatic is out of the city!" Carl handed over the blood-stained silk book, "Someone in the Western Regions got in touch with the lunatic, and he is chasing and killing the son of the Slaughtering Empire."

After a cursory glance at the silk script, Mandi staggered back half a step, his mind went blank for a moment.

He leaned against the doorpost and roared sharply:

"Mobilize troops and generals, encircle and suppress!"

"Notify the saint, intercept and kill!"

After speaking, a pair of pupils stared at him firmly:

"Carl, the madman after leaving the city is very weak, nothing to be afraid of!"

Carl's face twitched, is it interesting to deceive yourself?

According to the content of the emergency report, the lunatic who broke free from the cage is even more terrifying, killing people is like weeding and picking flowers.

The strength of a lunatic depends entirely on his obsession.

"Gu Chang'an must be killed in one battle, don't let him have a chance to breathe!" Mandi's voice was stern, but his eyes gradually became blank.

out of control.

The battle that is sure to win is suddenly on the verge of getting out of control, and the most worrying hidden danger is just like this.

How on earth could Hannu persuade a madman to leave his home?
Karl paced back and forth outside the tent. He agreed with His Majesty's will and must stabilize the morale of the army in the rear.

Don't be confused! !

Gu Changan is by no means an ordinary cultivator, this person is like a rolling river, only the dikes and dams are tightly blocked, and whenever there is a slight gap, water seeps.

Then it's all over!
The dam collapsed, and the river surged and swallowed people.

"Your Majesty, there will be more than [-] soldiers..." Karl squirmed his lips, and said the number that even he himself shuddered.

Just one person! !

But the elites of the empire are all on the Yumen Pass battlefield, and the people guarding the rear are all mobs. To put it bluntly, they are all ants in the eyes of lunatics.

"Not enough!" Mandi's eyes were fierce, he punched the doorpost, and said hysterically:
"20, [-], as many piles as there are, all warriors with the army have to participate in the killing, I will crush his skull!!"

"Calm down..." Carl's face was pale, and he said urgently:
"The army of the Central Plains will definitely take this opportunity to press hard. There is no reason to ignore the head. The key to victory or defeat lies in Yumen Pass."

"If the abyss sage is transferred to the rear, how will the Central Plains Bulie Hundred Schools contending formation be solved?"

After a short pause, he tried his best to calm down the turbulent emotions, and said calmly:

"Your Majesty, [-] troops are enough, and we can dispatch more enlightened people and great masters."

Stop talking.

"The two saints of the abyss have already set off." The purple-haired old monster stood on the platform unknowingly, with a cloudy face.

Are you starting to panic too, old man?Mandi hummed, his mind was muddled and he couldn't make sense of it.

"Everything is under control." The purple-haired old monster strode forward and said seriously:

"The Central Plains will definitely take the opportunity to attack the frontal battlefield, immediately block the news, cover the cover, and never shake the morale of the army."

Carl was dizzy when he heard this.

Cover the lid, seal the message...

This scene seems familiar.

Going around and around, it seems that everything is back to the original.

Am I an old witch, Yue Jiuling, or Hu Yanshou?

But he knew that the cover must be covered. Once the morale of the army is unstable and panic is pervasive, it is almost fatal!

As for the lunatic, he doesn't believe that he can survive under the siege of [-] troops and countless high-level practitioners?

"The difficult time is to test your ability to maintain stability, don't let the empire down!"

The purple-haired old monster hurriedly left after speaking. On the one hand, he had to arrange the rear area, and on the other hand, he had to defend the Yumen Pass. The situation was urgent.

Mandi waved his hand, took the golden mask handed over by the guards, put it on and regained his composure as before, and said firmly:
"Madman, you are dead!"

"Central Plains Hannu, don't think that a little trick can shake the Heavenly God Empire, wishful thinking!"

……

East of Yumen Pass.

The sky was bright, and the fresh morning air was blowing into the handsome tent, but the depressive atmosphere could not be blown away.

The huge military conference table was silent, dozens of high-ranking generals looked tense, and several secret letters from spies were placed on the table.

"Commander, did you fail?" The Soochow general looked at Xu Ting, who was in charge.

Xu Ting didn't sleep for two nights, his sunken eye sockets were red.

"The royal family said Gao Zhongguan was dead, didn't they convince Chang'an?" Li Deyu's expression was solemn.

Eunuch Gao also practiced the Dragon Qi of the Tang Dynasty, and it is a certain fact that he died.

According to the spies, the barbarian army has lived in peace for the past two days. Not only is there no panic, but their morale is even stronger.

There is only one possibility, the persuasion failed, and Chang'an did not leave the isolated city.

"He's gone!"

Suddenly, a deep voice came from the quiet camp.

It was Zhe Lansu who suddenly got up.

"Never question the barbarian's level of cover-up."

"This moment must be the calm before the storm. The two armies have been stalemate for days, and the barbarians' morale is suddenly boosted. It's so abnormal!"

"No one knows the center of the barbarian country better than me. Gu Chang'an will definitely break out of the isolated city and start a massacre."

After speaking, sit down with a firm attitude.

In order to cover up the cover, the old hag slaughtered hundreds of thousands of imperial civilians at every turn!
It's almost the same now, relying on rewarding the army to cover up the undercurrent.

"send troops!"

"Order the Nine Saints to jointly apply pressure, hold back the old monster of the barbarian abyss, and use the battle formation of a hundred schools of thought if necessary."

The taciturn Xu Ting spoke slowly, and then his face was cold and hard:
"Chang'an is suffering. If the Central Plains misses the opportunity to counterattack, then..."

Speaking at a loss for words, he left the handsome camp.

The generals looked at each other, wondering why the commander-in-chief was so convinced?
How did Gao Zhongguan deceive Chang'an...

Yes, only the Empress, the Marshal, and Gao Zhongguan who performed the task knew the inside story.

Zhe Lansu hesitated to speak, but finally couldn't bear to tell the truth.

He didn't know, but he could guess.

The best way to trick Gu Changan into leaving home is——

Raise the flag!

The flag that has stood for 64 years has never changed hands.

It is also Gu Changan's deepest obsession.

Only in this way can we explain why Gao Zhongguan, who is good at body skills, should be dispatched.

It would be cruel to say so.

When he wanted to die, for this banner, he had to sink into despair.

He began to want to live, and it was this banner that made him have to die for the Central Plains.

……

At the head of Gumo beach, the sun was shining brightly, corpses were exposed to the sun, and the corpses were scattered all over the field, and the blood dyed the river scarlet.

There was a loud cry of begging for mercy, and fear spread like a plague. Some disabled barbarians were already frightened into hysteria, not to mention trembling and incontinence, soaking in yellow urine.

Facing the wind, the blood man asked in a low voice:
"Where's my home?"

He pinched the pawn's neck with both hands like iron clamps, and murmured repeatedly:
"Where is your home?"

The barbarian choked and trembled, his protruding eyes looked around the bloody world, it was a boundless purgatory, the coldest slaughterhouse.

Whoever stole his home, return it to him!
With a click, Gu Changan twisted off the head of the barbarian, stepped on the ground, and slid awkwardly in the air,
I walked so far and so far, but I couldn't find that flag.

"Beast!"

With a thunderclap, the old monster with a human body and fish tail rushed to the top of Gumo Mountain, and an old monster from the abyss also stood twenty feet away.

At the same time, hundreds of figures came one after another, as well as the rumbling barbarian pawns, the sound of tens of thousands of armor rubbing against the sky, and the continuous stream of flags.

The bloody figure stood there motionless.

Like a blooming flower of destruction.

"Naughty beast, why are you crazy!" The human fish tail was terrified, and the scene in front of him was beyond his cognition.

I thought that I hid in the Yangtze River all day long to practice, and my legs were made into fish tails, so I was an out-and-out monster.

It can be seen that only after seeing this lunatic, did he understand what a monster is. From the early morning of last night to this noon today, he had cut a full two thousand miles.

The saint suddenly felt horrified, not to mention the fifty thousand generals, who would shudder just by looking at it.

"kill!"

The fish tail of the human body soared into the sky, turning into scales from the waist down, shining brightly in the sunlight.

The other sage didn't hesitate, rose from the ground and grasped the ax weighing a hundred catties, and rushed towards the blood man at the same time.

"Raise the sword."

Gu Changan's eyes were scarlet, and the bloody sword hung down and pierced his wrist, the fire inside was shattered, and his world-weary aura was like a snake wading across a river, rolling up huge waves.

In an instant.

The bodies of the three thousand barbarians were stiff, and the swords around their waists were unsheathed at the same time, and they floated into the sky with the sound of clang clang clang.

Cover the sky.

The sword curtain shrouded.

Three thousand swords were fired in a row, and the light of the swords was as bright as a meteor shower in the daytime.

The fishtail with a human body looked back, and flicked its tail violently not far away, and the scales hit the blood man's chest and abdomen heavily.

This was an incomparably astonishing collision, even soldiers could see the ripples slamming out with the naked eye.

boom!
The ax struck head-on, and the majestic energy might be able to cut off a huge river. Gu Chang'an faced the sword to block, and suffered a heavy blow to the abdomen, and his body was thrown backwards by dozens of feet.

Bang!

Three thousand swords fell together.

Three thousand dead.

The human fish tail bit his gums and watched Sanqian Erlang die. This kind of killing was so fast that he was suffocating.

"Killing a sword leads to the underworld, like a demon lord descending from the sky." Another saint couldn't believe it, and suddenly turned back to urge the rest of the practitioners:
"Go together!"

Gu Chang'an stood up with difficulty, trembling weakly, only Zhu Jian could stop him.

He freed up one hand to clean his bloody white hair, and ignored the shattered internal organs.

The white hair is fluttering wantonly, and I don't know whether it is a god in the world or a ghost in hell. It is not arrogant, but desolate:

"Give it back to me, okay?"

Gu Changan swung his sword with a steep wrist, standing in front of the saint, looking at the fish tail with stern eyes.

The latter was terrified, and calmed down after a while. With the help of the sword of national fortune, the lunatic could barely kill the evil Begonia, without threatening his own life.

But in an instant, his pupils trembled, and his scales shrank violently.

What a horrible scene this is?
one person.

no sword.

No, he is the sword!

The blood man slashed in the air, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, with white hair as the blade and body as the blade.

Many cultivators stagnated in their footsteps and stared dumbfounded.

It is not surprising that the movement is like a sword, but the whole body is full of intertwined and raging sword energy, which will become the most spectacular scene in history.

There is no way to avoid the mermaid tail of the human body, he gritted his teeth and did not back down, concentrated his whole life's holy power in his fists, he had to be tough to hold this sword.

He didn't overestimate himself, he just underestimated the madman.

When the blood man slashed at him, he vaguely understood that this was the madman's sword, the only one in this world.

How can there be any reinforcements, how can there be any swords, from now on it will be one city per person.

No, it was alone.

A person is a city, fortunately it was cut by a sword, not a city fell, otherwise I would be crushed to pieces, right?
I don't know what the fishtail is thinking, but I regret that I shouldn't leave the Yangtze River. The power of this lunatic who uses his body as a sword is really terrifying.

Gu Changan held the head with one hand, and threw it back, smashing it to pieces.

There was a dead silence between the heavens and the earth, the advancing speed of the army of barbarians froze, and the aloof saint just returned to his soul like that.

Kill the saint!

The practitioners were trembling with fear, their hearts were beating violently like drums, and they were about to jump out of their throats.

At the beginning, the Sword of National Fortune was still needed to kill the Begonia of Evil, but after a short time, it became ridiculously strong.

"March with drums!!"

The remaining saint suddenly felt sad for the death of the rabbit and the fox, and turned his head to order the army to move out.

"There are [-] Han slaves on the opposite side. Follow me to kill slaves and create supreme glory for the empire!"

An absurd and weird scene suddenly appeared in Gumo Beach. Hundreds of generals blew their horns and drums rumbled, as if facing an evenly matched battlefield.

The soldiers looked numb.

No matter how much you deceive yourself, there is only one person on the other side.

If it is really [-] Han slaves, they will still be excited, at least make sure that the spear can provoke the heads of Han slaves, and they will receive credit for their heads.

But alone, the fear it brings is unprecedented!

Because you can't kill him!
They will only be slaughtered mercilessly!
But no one dared to retreat, as long as there are warlords on every battlefield, those who retreat will be killed immediately, and deserters will hurt the family, it is better to rush forward and be a martyr of the empire.

The drums roared like thunder, and the boundless black tide rolled towards the river beach.

Facing the arrows slanting like a storm, Gu Changan didn't dodge much, and he couldn't dodge either. He just began to look forward to the most beautiful things in the world.

Extreme obsession.

A strange scene came quietly, some snowflakes fell sparsely from the sky, and then it snowed heavily.

Every snowflake is a cruel and world-weary air, and in it is a steady stream of misfortune, covering the heads of fifty thousand soldiers.

Gu Changan, who was hit by hundreds of arrows, was dying, but he felt very happy when he saw the heavy snow.

The thick long arrow almost pierced through his thin and lean body, and the black and layered soldiers rushed in, everyone trembling and killing loudly.

"Where's home?"

Gu Chang'an's muddy and scattered eyes moved slowly in the snow, he saw the white snow, he saw the mighty barbarian army, he saw the practitioners waiting for the opportunity, but he couldn't see the city.

"If you die, you have to die at home." He picked up a handful of snow and buried his face in it.

Perhaps because he was afraid that the blood on his face would stain the snow water, he wiped it off carefully.

Then he grabbed the blood sword and walked into the army facing all kinds of weapons.

Chopping melons and vegetables, bleeding all the way.

Pieces of flesh had been chopped off from the blood man's body, but his aura was not sluggish, but blazing and violent.

Gu Changan already saw bones all over his body, and he repeated the killing action in a daze. He believed that after walking this dark road, he would definitely see his homeland.

Hold on and it's over.

This is obsession.

The army formation gradually disintegrated, and the barbarians lay on the ground, daring not to look any further with their eyes closed.

May I ask Abi Hell, do you dare to come to this world?
The Buddhist missionaries of the empire preached how cruel hell is, and the [-]th hell is the most terrible torture. I really want the missionaries to come to the battlefield in person.

Heaven! !
It's too bloody, too scary!
A zombie rushed into the [-] formation. If you couldn't hit him, even if you hit him, he tore off his muscles and bones and continued to move forward, his pace getting faster and faster.

The sky had long been covered with a thick layer of blood, and the ground was even more appalling. All living matter was rotting in the sword energy.

The battlefield is scattered, leaving only the practitioners who are still forming the formation, and the saints are wandering around the periphery, and everyone is trembling. If they survive this battle, it will be a lingering nightmare in this life.

Crazies are people.

He would bleed all the time, and he would lose pieces of flesh, but he just wouldn't close his eyes.

Gu Changan's head was about to explode in pain. He sat tiredly on the handle of a chariot, still feeling dizzy, as if spinning in a mill, with the sound of rumbling flesh being grinded in his ears.

"Continue." He glanced up.

Amidst the whimpering of the battlefield, there was a sudden and clear cry, and a goshawk swooped down with a tattered flag in its mouth.

"Is it it?" A general lay on the watchtower, shouting at the top of his lungs, behind him was the captain Qiuran who had fled from the entrance of the second camp.

The lieutenant's face was pale. He found the flag early in the morning, and washed it clean with clean water.

Goshawk threw the flag into the chariot and quickly escaped from the devil.

Gu Changan's scarlet eyes shone with an extremely pure light, he stroked the flag like a child, and murmured softly:
"I didn't protect you well."

In this scene, the barbarians on the battlefield were horrified.

How ridiculous, just a flag, resulting in more than 3 corpses of colleagues.

The movement of the lunatic touching the flag even gave them an illusion.

After my death, the nation will be in trouble. As long as a Central Plains flag is placed in front of my grave, millions of Yin soldiers will surely emerge from the soil.

"Damn Hannu!" The abyss sage went mad with hatred, and felt dizzy again.

What a vicious scheme! !
Using a lunatic, you and the Central Plains deservedly conspired against everyone, doesn't your conscience ache?
Knowing that everything in the lonely city is a madman's obsession, but trying to deceive the madman, it's intolerable!

"Listen to me, you can rest now." He adjusted his mood, and the sound of the air wave drifted far away.

The bruised practitioners breathed a sigh of relief. Even though the lunatic was hanging on his bones and seemed unable to hold on, their souls could not survive either.

Come home, come back.

"Don't talk loudly to me." Gu Chang'an remained motionless, staring at Qi Qi in a daze.

"Saint, why don't you go and destroy the city of Kucha?" An enlightened man tried to threaten the lunatic with a loud voice.

The expression of the abyss sage changed suddenly after hearing this, and he saw the blood man standing up in an instant, with Qi surging in mid-air.

"You're crazy too!" The saint roared hysterically, ordering the army to rally.

The enlightened person realizes that he has touched Nilin, and his intestines are almost green with regret. This catastrophe, which has not been seen in a century, cannot end yet.

……

East of Yumen Pass.

As Ming Jin withdrew his troops, the two armies began to retreat slowly.

There are corpses everywhere in the wilderness, and the blood soaks the yellow sand. Cleaning the battlefield is as difficult as wading through a blood swamp.

The battle situation is deadlocked, and the number of deaths is a shocking number.

In the camp of the Chinese army, the meeting table was filled with the smell of blood, some generals were injured, and even Li Deyu, Shangshu of the Ministry of War of the Tang Dynasty, had a bloody gap in the palm of his hand.

"The general has the heart of death, and the soldier has no greed for life. Killing [-] wild dogs in this battle is really a great victory!"

The person in charge of the supervising army briefly reported the results of the battle.

But there was silence in the tent.

"Where's Zhongyuan?" Li Deyu looked up at him.

"14 heroic sacrifices." The supervisor said in a low voice.

Li Deyu hesitated to speak, but finally just nodded slightly.

Is it a big win?

Without a doubt!

For decades, this is the most hearty and hearty killing of barbarians in the land of China.

When the barbarians had the physical advantage, the generals of the Central Plains, relying on their tenacious spiritual will, almost used primitive hand-to-hand combat to bite the barbarian's head.

Not enough! !
The Central Plains cannot afford to lose.

Once the entire army of both sides is wiped out, the barbarians will only be wounded, and they can continue to dispatch troops to invade the Central Plains, while the death of a million soldiers in the Central Plains will destroy the foundation.

The most perfect battle situation for the Central Plains——

Even if you win, you have to keep half of the elite, but it is tantamount to fantasy, reality quickly defeated the fantasy.

"Take a rest for two days or continue to attack?" The master of the academy looked at the principal. The practitioners in the Central Plains also suffered heavy losses. Duke Qin of Dongwu saved the next saint at the price of destroying Jiao Weiqin.

Xu Ting was expressionless.

Now the hope of breaking the deadlock lies in the rear of the barbarian army, and he has to wait quietly.

Suddenly.

"Success!"

With a hasty shout, several guards walked into the handsome camp with secret letters in their hands, excitedly saying:

"Gu Chang'an killed two thousand miles across the Western Regions in one day, the barbarian army was in chaos, and internal rumors spread everywhere. It is said that the military camp breeds fear of war."

As soon as the words fell, Zhe Lansu jumped up and said angrily:
"The barbarian can't hold the lid anymore!"

"A once in a lifetime opportunity!"

He knows the barbarians best, and order comes from strength.

If you think about it, you know that for dozens of years, there is no civilization and no national righteousness. Either you go straight uphill in one breath, and once you stop, you will slide downhill at an incredible speed.

"Cowardly?"

The generals couldn't imagine, what did Gu Chang'an do to scare even the savage dog who is not afraid of death?
dong dong dong-

The continuous sound of drums sounded in the barracks square, Xu Ting frowned deeply, got up and left the tent.

The generals also followed the sound, but who was beating the drum before the commander gave an order?

I saw the general practitioners in the square, the empress was wearing a golden armor and holding a sword made of cold iron, and Pei Jingshu was holding a blood-stained silk book.

"The latest information..." She tried her best to calm down, but her voice still trembled slightly.

"Gu Chang'an beheaded a sage, abolished a sage."

"Kill three semi-saints, six enlightened people, thirteen great masters, and..."

After a long pause, Pei Jingshu held the silk book tightly, a surge of hot blood rushed into her throat, and said forcefully:

"And Tu Siwan."

At night, have you ever passed by a dark and gloomy cemetery?
Have you ever experienced the deadly silence that sends chills down your spine?

Right now.

There was no sound at all in the square, it was terribly suffocated!
The pen in the historian's hand was about to be torn apart, and he didn't even dare to write it down. Will future generations believe this page of history books, and will they question the predecessors' boasting?
Forty-three thousand barbarians! !
Just all alone.

Not to mention saints, enlightened people, and great masters, these existences are so oppressive that the world can't breathe.

But this secret letter was sacrificed by three spies and fifteen scouts, so it was almost never delivered.

The huge square was still silent.

Can one's own strength create an unprecedented great achievement?
One person beheaded [-] barbarians, killed barbarian saints, and slaughtered enlightened people like pigs and dogs.

From ancient times to the present, has there ever been such a glorious record in the martial arts generals?

Since the great changes in the way of heaven, is there any limit to the ultimate power of individuals?

This record can shock the sun, the moon and the sky, and can cover the whole world!
Countless generals struggled to regain their senses from the shock, and slowly opened their eyes as if in a state of collapse, and then became extremely excited, with tears in their eyes involuntarily.

"nice!!"

"Gu Chang'an strengthens the land of China!"

They are well aware of how crucial this miracle is, and it can even change the historical situation and enter a new era of offensive and defensive disparity.

"How did you lie to Chang'an?" The thin scholar with scarlet eyes pushed away the surging crowd and squeezed into the square to stare at the empress.

Li Wan was silent, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with five fingers.

"Say it!" Liu Shang looked at Xu Ting pleadingly.

With a tense face, Xu Ting said in a deep voice:
"Steal the flag."

Like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Liu Shang trembled, squatted on the ground dizzily, and said with a miserable smile:
"Chang'an can't find that flag, he will keep looking for it."

"Sacrificing one's life for benevolence, only one death can highlight greatness, and you shouldn't do things like this."

The generals were struck by lightning, with tears in their tiger's eyes.

Gu Changan is not a god, he is a body of flesh and blood, whether it is Li Lian's transcript or the rumors of the barbarian country, they all prove a cruel fact.

Every time he kills the enemy, Gu Changan is destroying his own body and suffering superimposed pains, but he just heals quickly.

That flag has been flying for 64 years. It is the light of the dark lonely city, and it is also the deepest obsession of Gu Changan in his despair and sinking.

The barbarians never pulled out their flags.

It is precisely the people of the Central Plains who pulled out the flag.

"Right and wrong, let future generations judge, making this decision is worthy of the land of China, and worthy of the common people."

Xu Ting pursed his lips tightly, his voice was low and hoarse, like a suppressed cry from the bottom of a cramped well.

He didn't say that Gu Chang'an was not ashamed.

He is very guilty.

But a hundred times again, it's still the same choice.

A capable generation of a nation must stand there without retreating a step, and protect thousands of ordinary and ordinary smiling faces behind him.

The generals' hearts were ups and downs, and their eyes were firmly gazing into the distance.

The universe has turned around, the situation of the battle has been turned upside down, moving forward and moving forward at this moment cannot let Gu Changan's efforts go in vain.

The empress's eyes gradually became dizzy, and she pulled the corners of her mouth with difficulty, trying to make her voice more majestic, but she still tried her best to speak hoarsely:
"Pass."

With a cold face, she said sternly:
"Cross the border!"

In an instant, the sky and the earth seemed to be boiling. Countless generals pointed their weapons at the Yumen Pass, and the thunder roared:
"Pass!!"

There is no need to mobilize before the battle, the name Gu Chang'an is the highest fighting spirit, and the opportunity to counterattack has arrived.

Xu Ting closed his eyes deeply, and his chest seemed to be burning with flames. He clenched his fists tightly and issued a military order:

"Recover the Western Regions, expel the barbarians, conquer China, and go to the national calamity together!"

All the generals were in awe for a moment, and said in unison: "Great China, let's go to the national calamity together!"

In just an hour, the rumbling war drums roared across the wasteland like thunder, and in a short while, the city of cars rolled over the yellow sand in a circle, and a large number of flags of all kinds gushed out like a tide.

……

On the golden platform, the atmosphere is like a gloomy tomb.

The backs of the judges were numb. Although the sun was shining brightly, the air always felt cold and gloomy.

"Cover the lid, cover the lid, quickly cover the lid..." Mandi brazenly raised the throne and smashed it to the ground again and again, venting his fury.

The faces of all the ministers accompanying the army were ashen.

Nearly [-] soldiers died in the rear, how to block the news?

Fifty thousand! !

"Is that damned animal dead?" Man Emperor's throat rolled, and he suppressed the fear in his heart, but the haze in his eyes became heavier and heavier.

"Half dead." Carl said hoarsely.

"Tell me, what is half dead? Dead is dead, alive is alive!!"

The barbarian emperor was like a wild beast that was out of control, his eyes looked like he was going to eat people in the next moment.

Carl shuddered, and said directly:
"Most of the lunatic's bones are crushed and he can still stand. Who knows if he is alive or dead? He keeps saying he wants to go home, but he just won't go back!"

The blond old man, who claimed to be a classical aristocrat, was also swearing at this moment.

"The abyss saints came out in full force and killed this beast!" Mandi shouted hoarsely.

"Don't care about the Central Plains army? Let the son of the emperor be slaughtered?"

The female judge, Beth, immediately retorted.

"You are always like this!!" Emperor Man suddenly stood there dumbfounded, with tears of grief streaming down his eyes, and said in a trembling voice:
"Damn hesitation, damn weighing the pros and cons!"

"Starting from the old dog Zhelan, step by step the madman became bigger and stronger, and now he slaps me hard in the face."

"If you had listened to my words earlier and concentrated all your strength to eliminate the lunatics first, how could you be in the miserable situation you are in now?"

Everyone was speechless.

What's the use of after-the-fact analysis, there are millions of soldiers in the land of China in front, who can invade Beiliang and Xishu after slaughtering, and there is only a lone lunatic behind.

Which normal person would choose the latter?
Even if the gods predicted the result, the empire could not agree.

To say ten thousand in one thousand is to underestimate the combat effectiveness of the madman, the so-called degree of obsession.

Killing [-] pigs, no, pulling [-] weeds a day would be exhausting, let alone killing [-] elite soldiers, that madman really did it.

"I won't be redeemed in a hundred deaths, I will be stigmatized forever!" The barbarian emperor laughed madly, once the situation develops in the opposite direction, he is the only scapegoat, the shame of the Tuoba royal family, and the scum of the empire.

Just now.

"Your Majesty, the whole army of Han slaves is pressing forward."

A messenger will gallop to the horse.

The ministers were indifferent, or it was expected.

Unless the Central Plains is completely stupid, how can they miss the golden opportunity.

This battle is more ominous than good.

Since the founding of the country, the only time it lost its territory was because of Gu Changan. This time, the Yumen pass may change hands.

"war!"

"Kill me, Karl, according to the established deployment, guard the Yumen Pass!!"

Mandi suddenly became excited, walking back and forth on Quetai, giving orders one after another.

Looking at the insane God, the officials lamented in their hearts. The biggest flaw of the empire's elite is the morale of the army. Now there is a lot of voices fighting timidly. How can they stop the red-eyed Hannu?
"Obey." Carl left in a hurry, and all the drums of war rumbled at the same time.

No matter what, you still have to fight.

With the passage of time, hundreds of miles away, you can hear the thunderous slaughter of Yumen Pass, and the blood fog on the battlefield even rushed to the Golden Terrace.

"Your Majesty, in the game of war, winning all the way is not necessarily a good thing. Sometimes losing one or two hands on your own initiative will have the effect of paralyzing the Han slaves."

"Especially when we are at a disadvantage, it is wise and necessary to retreat tactically."

Carl spoke at length, his tired voice echoing endlessly in the quiet hall.

There was no suspense, one side panicked, and the other side had a fighting spirit. After three hours of fierce fighting, it began to fall to one side.

"Should I... should I give up?" the Man Emperor murmured in a low voice.

The most humiliating choice in the world is before your eyes.

Either withdraw troops and retreat, leaving a buffer zone.

Either stick to the Yumen Pass and use up Erlang's life to consume the will of the Hannu.

For the first choice, he, Tuobali, must be crucified on the pillar of historical shame.

The Great Barbarian Empire is a kingdom of God favored by heaven. It has all the resources and advantages in the world. A dog born in the Holy City has the ability to tame a pack of wolves when it runs out of the empire.

What kind of glory and magnificence is it to have established a country for decades, from a border tribe in an area of ​​2000 miles to a territory of [-] million miles now?
But in his hands, he wants to throw away Yumen Pass?
If you continue to stick to it, your life will be wasted in vain, and the battle will be dragged to the bottom of the valley.

"Your Majesty, please retreat a thousand miles."

The ministers spoke in unison.

As Judge Karl said, if you lose one hand in the game, the Holy City will continue to mobilize troops, and the empire will not worry about having no source of troops, and it will regain its momentum and slaughter the Eastern Han slaves in one fell swoop.

But the word "failure" is destined to be imprinted in the history of the empire and follow the whole life of the crown.

Man Emperor's palm was hanging in the air, he really wanted to say that I would not retreat a single step, but reason told him that he had to retreat.

After a long wait, a humiliating voice came from Quetai:
"Mingjin withdraws troops."

……

……

……

In the dusk, a crescent moon hangs high in the bloody sky, and on the stone tablet of Yumen Pass, a Central Plains flag flutters in the wind.

Looking around, there are entangled corpses everywhere, piled up into a hill, but there are also flying flags everywhere.

Yumen Pass in the Western Regions changed hands today!

Slashing 21 barbarians, an unprecedented record, also paid homage to the heroic generals who passed through Yumen Pass in Chinese history with their supreme military exploits.

Lost for 80 years, it's back home!

Being oppressed by barbarians for decades, Han Jiaerlang worked hard and endured hardships, but his homeland was repeatedly destroyed by barbarians. Now he finally took the initiative.

"Where's Li Ping?"

The master of the academy and other sages searched for the girl in Taoist robes everywhere, and finally saw a bleak and desolate figure in a Gobi Desert.

The master's heart fell to the bottom, he wanted to ask the divination, but the sad eyes directly made his mind go blank.

"Gu Chang'an is dead." Li Ping sobbed softly, and the remaining traces of the Heaven Peeping Talisman disappeared.

In fact, as early as noon, she noticed the bad news, so as not to affect the morale of the Central Plains, she could only endure the pain alone.

"Gu Chang'an, it was true that he fell on the eve of victory..." Li Ping finished the sentence with tears in his eyes.

At the same time, a barbarian with braided hair and dyed blond hair walked into the pass square.

"Shang Jin, you?"

It was Emperor Zhao Shangkuo who greeted him.

His own brother, who has been hidden in the barbarians for 20 years, is now ranked fourth rank, one of the most important pawns in the Central Plains, but he took a risk to come here.

Shang Jin wriggled his lips, he clearly wanted to speak, but no word came out from his throat, only a hissing sound.

"What?" Emperor Zhao asked.

Shang Jin strained his throat, and then said hoarsely:
"Gu Changan is dead."

Emperor Zhao was dizzy and almost fell to the ground. He looked terrified:
"impossible!"

The square seemed to be buried in the cold, and the dignitaries of the Seven Kingdoms rushed to hear the news, and the empress was directly supported by the maids so that she did not faint.

Shang Jin said heavily and depressingly:
"He died, and the barbarians knew it all. He was dragged by the saint for seven hundred miles, and his head was brought back."

After speaking, tremblingly, he took out a piece of flesh and blood from the skirt of his clothes, choked up and said:
"I only picked up this piece, and the rest were bitten and swallowed alive by wild dogs."

The bloody flesh appeared in full view like that.

"lie!!"

With a stern roar, Liu Shangben fled and grabbed Shang Jin, cursing ferociously:

"You are blind!"

"He's dead." Shang Jin's eyes were moist, and he carefully handed the flesh and blood to Liu Shang.

"Blind man, blind man, blind man..." Liu Shang repeated over and over again, gritting his teeth, not daring to pick up this piece of meat.

"Li Ping said that he has died." The master of the academy stood under the stone tablet and said something sadly.

A loud cry suddenly broke out in the square. The crying was tearing the liver and lungs, and the desolation of the crying overwhelmed the autumn wind. Tens of thousands of people couldn't bear to listen to the crying.

Gu Chang'an is already the spiritual symbol of the Central Plains, a guiding light that dares to stand up and resist in the dark. It turns out that the lights will not always be on, and it turns out that even a giant will fall down.

Xu Ting never cried in front of others, even when his eyes were wet, he forcefully suppressed them, but at this moment he could no longer contain his emotions.

Won.

Gu Changan died.

"He was hacked tens of thousands of times, and he was still holding the banner when he was dragged by the Abyss Saint. He always said that he didn't protect his home well..."

Shang Jin couldn't speak anymore, handed the meat to Liu Shang, and led the scouts to disappear into the night.

You shouldn't have lied to him!

Knowing that the flag was the whole meaning of his life, the price of the great victory in the Central Plains was that the hero suffered endless torture and died.

"Seven taels of meat, Chang'an only keeps seven taels of meat."

"He has a spirit in heaven, so he should be happy, because he saved hundreds of thousands of generals from dying in the Central Plains, saved hundreds of thousands of families, and saved millions of parents, wives and children from living in pain for the rest of their lives."

"But...but what did Chang'an get?"

Holding the seven liang of meat, Liu Shang was lifeless, but there was no sound of crying, but he said these words with a smile.

When I was a child, my grandparents also sent away Anxi Yinghun in the same way. He sent away the last guard of the lonely city.

I vaguely remember that when I was seven or eight years old, Bai Pao often came to the thatched cottage and asked loudly:

"Drop the book bag, am I brave in the battlefield?"

At that time, I read a few books and was a little arrogant, so I never answered this question, and then I gradually forgot it, and I didn't have a chance to say it again.

"Chang'an, you are the champion of the three armies." Liu Shang smiled lightly.

"Give it to me."

At some point, the empress brought a flag of the Tang Dynasty and took the seven taels of meat. After a long time, she still refused to wrap the meat on the flag.

Her eyes were red, and she cried heartily:

"I killed you."

"The Central Plains will take back the Western Regions, and I apologize in the lonely city."

As he spoke, he wrapped seven taels of meat into the flag face cruelly, and staggered away.

……

Three hours ago.

The wilderness is two thousand miles away, and the yellow sand covers the sky and the earth. A bloody figure is bouncing around carrying a flag, humming light songs from time to time.

Two old monsters followed in the distance, and the purple-haired old man stopped first, his face full of horror.

"It's too weird." The fellow saints were as horrified.

In the battle at Gumo Beach, they dragged the lunatic for seven hundred miles, his bones and flesh were worn away, and there was only one person left to do it, which could be blown away by gusts of wind.

But the world-weary sword changed the situation again. The lunatic's body healed visibly with the naked eye, his internal organs regrown, and his arms and shoulders slowly returned to their original state, but blood was dripping all the time.

Until now, the madman is almost back to his peak condition.

Seeing this situation, to be honest, I really dare not intercept and kill, it is not certain who will live and who will die.

The saint, the lunatic beheaded two and abolished one.

"Only the seniors on the top floor of the castle dare to say that they will kill." The purple-haired old monster was worried, but the seniors on the top floor only pursued opening the gate of heaven, and never asked about world affairs.

"What should I do?" The fellow saint was puzzled.

You didn't kill him when your life was hanging by a thread, and watched the madman return to his original state, how dare you go?

"Fake."

The purple-haired old monster said in a deep voice.

He has the means to deceive the Central Plains astrologer, forging the illusion that the madman is dead.

It's not to cover the lid, but to regain confidence.

The situation of the battle of the Western Regions starting on September [-] is now five or five, or even four or six, and there is a tendency to collapse without a fight.

To avoid the fear of the emperor's children, it is necessary to hang the madman's head on the gate to boost morale and avenge the shame of the Hannu in the Central Plains.

As for the fake lunatics, Abyss faked two before sending out troops, one was beheaded by the master of the Academy at Yumen Pass, and he killed another one himself.

……

Gold platform.

Mandi looked up at the sky, his whole body smelled like dead branches, exuding a decayed and sluggish aura.

Carl sighed, watching how the light in the crown's eyes turned from full of passion to a little bit extinguished.

This battle is not because of the incompetence of the empire, nor is it because of the strength of the Central Plains, everything is because of——

A madman looking for a home.

"Vicious, shameless, the ancestors of Dongtu have eyes, and must scold these scum..."

Mandi said to himself, angry at the way the Central Plains deceived the lunatics, and saddened by the fall of more than 1000 miles in the Western Regions.

I defend the enemy in the holy city of Xuancheng outside the gate of the country, now I am reduced to a laughing stock, right?
Just now.

boom!
A head hit the Que platform, and it was embedded in the bluestone slab, revealing eyes of hatred and fear.

Mandi's blood boiled instantly, and he suddenly collapsed on the chair.

The appearance is disguised to be exactly the same, but the eyes cannot deceive people.

A madman is never afraid.

"Your Majesty, this old man kills evil animals with his hands!" The purple-haired old monster stood with his hands behind his back, with a firm attitude.

Carl was dumbfounded, and then his expression became extremely excited, and he ran towards the head like crazy.

"Gouging out a pair of eyeballs, I want to vent my anger!" Since he was lying, he also pretended to be hysterical and waved his arms wantonly.

This kind of deception is meaningless, but it can boost morale and prevent the army from being defeated.

Karl took the order and cruelly cut off his eyeballs with a dagger in his hand, pretending to be crazy and excited.

He is also helpless.

Not to mention the exposed eyes, the hair alone is very clumsy. The lunatic's white hair is the most white in the world, whiter than snow. This fake lunatic's hair is obviously dyed.

How aggrieved that the empire, so dignified and favored by heaven, started to lie to itself! ! !
"Order the holy city to transfer another 30 elites. If you lose again, your majesty will be hanged."

The purple-haired old monster spat out ruthless words, then strode away and rushed back to the abyss for help.

The Western Regions cannot be lost. Once the Western Regions fall to the Central Plains, the empire will be completely turned upside down, and internal conflicts will explode!

……

PS: With so many words, I am definitely qualified to ask for a monthly pass. Ask for a monthly pass...

　There are many scene changes in the first chapter, which is very time-consuming, so I coded for almost ten hours. I missed the appointment yesterday and understand.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)