One person guards the lonely city, invincible in the world

Chapter 5 The sun, moon, mountains and rivers are still there, don't cry, everyone walks slowly
In the gorgeous attic, there is a 500-year-old locust tree beside the stream with dense branches, and a middle-aged man stands quietly under the tree.

"Reporting to the sanctioning officer, persuasion to surrender was fruitless." Tuoba Weiyang said respectfully.

The man has a tall and ruthless appearance, with thick eyebrows and a wide forehead, and three long beards hanging down to his chest. He is the sanctioning officer Zhe Lansu, also known as Qiqianli.

In an area with a radius of seven thousand miles, he has the absolute right to rule life and death.

Just like the princess of the royal family, the so-called nobles of the sky have to bow their heads in this field.

"You know I don't like to hear this." Zhe Lansu frowned deeply.

"I almost died in Kucha City. This person is shameless, and he is determined to see Hades."

Tuoba Weiyang had a cold face, his anger could not be suppressed.

"A woman's most powerful weapon is between her legs. Have you tried your best?" Zhe Lansu had no expression on his face, and couldn't distinguish between emotions and anger.

"Sanction..." Tuoba Weiyang almost turned his face, forcibly suppressing all kinds of humiliation, and said word by word:

"My lord, you refused to marry me, and almost cut off my head with a sword!"

Zhe Lansu withdrew his gaze, stared quietly into the distance, and murmured:

"I don't want women, wealth, or power, and it's even more decisive not to do things for fame and fortune."

He is sorry.

To use the Central Plains dialect to describe it is hard to understand.

What an amazing and brilliant jade in the rough, if he is loyal to him, then there will be another trump card in the battle for power in the center in the future.

The empire has been favored by heaven, and its territory has expanded infinitely. No matter where the sanctioning officers are located, they are frantically recruiting talents. The stage of troubled times will only be a contest between talents.

The mediocre are only worthy of obedience!
After a long silence, Zhelan let out a sigh, and said:
"Since we want to be the last ray of glory in the setting sun of the last days, let him be fulfilled."

"Kill it, kill it, if you stay in Qiucha City, I will lose all my old face!"

The previous sanctioning officer blocked the news. When he took office, he continued the old policy. Up to now, the center of the empire still thinks that the entire western region is a barbaric territory.

If His Majesty the God knew about it, Zhe Lansu might not be able to eat and walk around, losing face in the temple.

"How many troops to send?" Tuoba Weiyang asked.

Zhe Lan stared at her for a while, then suddenly punched the thick locust tree, and swears:

"Disgusting, disgusting, so fucking disgusting!"

Tuoba Weiyang didn't take it seriously, she was used to the sanctioning officer's style, of course the disgusting thing was the city of Kucha!
Because this city has lost its strategic significance to the empire, if it can be broken to win the Western Regions, the 50 soldiers of the day will not hesitate.

The key point is that the Western Regions are all the territory of the empire, and there is only one lonely dead city left.

Too many troops is a waste. Every soldier needs to consume food and military pay, and every time he is mobilized, he has to squander his wealth.

The return far outweighs the effort!
But if they don't care about it, one day the center will send people to patrol, and the consequences of exposure will range from fines to punishment, and to removal of official hats.

Zhe Lansu squinted his long and narrow eyes, exuding the majesty of a superior, and said loudly:

"This city has already involved dignity. It is not only the dignity of the Chinese nation that Gu Changan upholds, but also the dignity of our empire that cannot be tolerated overnight."

"Three thousand soldiers, set off immediately!"

"Obey!" The armored servant in the distance shouted.

"Absolute advantage..." Tuoba Weiyang raised his snow-white face and said silently.

"My lord, I am willing to go with the army." She seemed a little impatient.

Zhe Lansu said "Yes" and did not refute, the princess is not a princess, if something happens to the princess, she will die.

"Let's see if Gu Chang'an's haughty head will bow and beg for mercy when Gu Chang'an dies."

Tuoba Weiyang's tone concealed hatred, she must witness it with her own eyes.

Zhe Lan gave her a serious look, women in the world hold grudges like this, the princess may not be holding grudges because she almost died, it should be that Gu Chang'an rejected her initiative to get married, right?

He waved his hand and said:

"Bring a coffin made of nanmu in the middle of Sichuan. He was born in Qiuci and died in Qiuci. He has never set foot in the east land in his life. Let him feel the breath of the east land after death."

"What?" Tuoba Weiyang screamed, it was difficult to accept such a noble courtesy to the enemy.

"What kind of person do you think Gu Changan is?" Zhe Lansu asked back.

"Pretend to be lofty, superficial and ignorant!" Tuoba Weiyang said decisively.

Zhe Lansu sneered, and said in a deep voice:
"He is elegant and dignified, independent of the world, and belittling the character of the enemy does not make us greater."

"Gu Chang'an is doomed to be unknown, but he deserves the highest respect. A man died defending the territory, and he can walk sideways in the Palace of Kings of Hell!"

"Yes..." Tuoba Weiyang bowed his head, feeling unwilling.

"Bury him and the coffin under the city of Qiuci." Zhe Lansu warned, and left with his hands behind his back.

In addition, he had to step up efforts to block the news. The stories of the Anxi Army must not spread to the Eastern Central Plains, and Gu Changan's lonely and brave deeds must not be exposed.

Once Shenzhou knows that an army has stood firm in the Western Regions for 60 years, and a 20-year-old man guards the city alone, what a huge disturbance it will cause.

At that time, the decadent and disintegrated Central Plains Festival may usher in an awakening and explosion because of this.

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On the lonely city head, there is always a figure standing, occasionally in the watchtower, occasionally leaning on the railing of the tower, watching the sunset thousands of times.

But today the city wall is nowhere to be seen.

In most of the houses in the city, women, children, sick and disabled stood in front of the door one after another, each with a sad expression and intermittent crying.

Mrs. Guo is dead.

Perhaps after seeing the map, the collapse of Datang's status quo completely disintegrated her will and destroyed her mental state, and this 80-year-old man was approaching the end of his life.

"At the end of my life, I'm the only one in the Anxi army."

There was a brisk voice in the room, maybe it was a flashback, and the old woman's voice was no longer hoarse.

60 years ago, she accompanied her husband to station in the Western Regions, bid farewell to the soft and delicate Jiangnan, and came to the quiet and dreary city of Kucha.

These 60 years have been really hard.

But when she was dying, she didn't feel even a trace of regret.

"Chang'an, you are suffering." The wrinkled woman held the young man's arm tightly and repeated, "You are the most miserable in Kucha City."

"It's not bitter." Gu Changan patted her arm lightly with the other hand.

"If you had been born in the Central Plains, you would have been a long-sleeved banished son, a lover whom girls in the boudoir adore..."

"Grandma, don't talk about it." Gu Changan squeezed out a smile and interrupted her rambling.

"Let's go, even if you leave and come back, or you will die with nothing to rest in peace." The old woman stared closely at his eyes and kidnapped him with her dying wish.

Gu Changan remained silent, and was as firm as usual when facing this topic, but this time his tone was very gentle.

"Unless I die, even if I lose this city for a moment, I will be ashamed of the more than 2 Anxi heroic spirits and my own conscience and belief."

"Besides, I have lived here since I was a child, and I don't want to adapt to the outside world."

The old woman's vision gradually dimmed, she smiled with relief, wriggled her pale lips with difficulty, and said softly:

"Grandma will bless you in heaven, you will always be the pride of the Anxi army, you...you...you support the backbone of the nation."

Suddenly, she looked directly at the faces outside, and shouted with the last of her strength:

"The sun, moon, mountains and rivers are still there, and the lonely city is still there, don't cry, everyone slow down."

The arms hang down quietly, and the breath gradually disappears.

Gu Changan's body stiffened accordingly, he helped her close her eyes gently, and then walked out of the room silently.

There was a lot of crying outside the door, and women, children and children poured in one after another, crying and mourning beside the bed, tears rolling down uncontrollably.

For 60 years, Mrs. Guo has been the monument that Anxi has stood by. Her death seems to have broken the spirit of Anxi's army.

Gu Changan stopped abruptly, turned around and stared at Wu Yangyang's relatives, as if talking to himself and swearing loudly:
"The lonely city is still there, and I am still here, so Kou can't go there."

After speaking, he took his usual steady steps and headed towards the city.

The enemy's swiftest attack may be not far away, and he has no time to grieve, or grieve will only be left in a deserted corner.

He has witnessed too many deaths. He was still in his infancy at the age of one. Because he traveled through time, he could easily understand the meaning of death. For 20 years, countless acquaintances left him with smiles on their faces.

A heart is numb and firm.

This is also the reason why he vowed to defend this lonely city to the death, and will never retreat until the last drop of blood is shed.

(End of this chapter)