One person guards the lonely city, invincible in the world

Chapter 52 Creating Miracles

Holy City.

The nine-layered palace was covered with thick clouds, and the sky was so gloomy that it seemed that a bottle of ink had been poured by the gods.

In the bronze palace, twelve haggard and tired faces are reflected on the shiny round table.

"Under the crown of the gods, the remnants of the Crusaders shouted to overthrow the imperial rule and restore the glory of ancient Rome."

"The Eastern Turkic tribes burned, killed and looted the holy city, secretly planning to accumulate money and return to Mobei to revive the Xiongnu Dynasty."

"Even a group of black slaves dare to move around, saying that they want to split an island in the Aegean Sea of ​​the empire and turn themselves into farmers..."

Beth, who was in charge of intelligence, had angry eyes, and she was filled with hatred at the end.

The rain is coming from the wind!
Ambitious people fan the wind and light will-o'-the-wisps, and ignorant people cry and howl like ghosts, do they think that the imperial sword is not sharp?

Everyone was silent when they heard the words.

It turns out that the castles in the sky of noble gentlemen in the past were all illusions, and when they encountered setbacks, they exposed their barbaric nature.

This is also the reason why the center processes dispatch orders day and night.

From the garrisons of the Korean Peninsula and the Japanese Kingdom in the east to the forces of the Frankish Dynasty in the west, they must rush back to the Holy City at the fastest marching speed.

Peace of mind!

The national humiliation is like a shocking thunder, blasting away the quiet surface of the empire, and various conflicts broke out one after another.

It can be said that the lone soul and wild ghost, on their own, caused the country's fortune, which was on the rise, to stagnate suddenly, and then slipped down in horror.

"Duke Xuanmei."

A hoarse voice came from the Purple Throne.

Tuoba Tianxia's face is like a piece of rusty iron, and now it is suffering to fulfill the responsibilities of the king.

Her future is dark, and her reputation has been rotten since then. She is obviously capable, but she is laughably reduced to the worst king ever.

"Your Majesty, is that Mei Shougeng?" the blue-eyed and purple-bearded judge confirmed.

Tuoba Tianxia stared at him coldly.

The latter understood and quickly walked out of the oppressive palace.

The rest of the judges looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling extremely humiliated.

The Empire is about to make peace!

It's a deal with the devil.

The empire withdrew its troops and returned to the holy city, and they were not allowed to hunt or kill them, otherwise they would simply take advantage of the situation and swallow up the land of Shu.

The supreme kingdom of God, which has the resources of heaven, will bow its knees one day...

Just thinking about it makes me suffocate!
The lengthy silence lasted for a few quarters of an hour, and an elegant literati wearing a Duke's medal came in, about fifty, with bamboo crown clogs and long sleeves fluttering.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty the God of Heaven."

Mei Shougeng saluted respectfully.

Tuoba Tianxia's expression was cold, Yi Jiangnan's betrayal was like a dagger pierced into the heart of the empire, she now doesn't trust any Central Plains Han slaves, including the first-rank duke in front of her.

Mei Shougeng stood stiffly in the hall, shaking his head to hide his embarrassment.

The two most famous people who surrendered in the Central Plains, one is him, and the other is Yi Jiangnan.

After this national humiliation, his status will be precarious in the future.

"The lonely ghost has been staying in the valley three hundred miles away from the holy city. You tell him that if he doesn't want to see Shuzhao turn into a hell on earth, he must not kill a single person during the withdrawal of the empire."

Tuoba Tianxia gouges out the bones and cones the heart, every word is sharp.

The twelve judges bowed their heads and put their foreheads on the table to make atonement to God.

This move is embarrassing, and there is no guarantee that the lonely soul will keep the contract, but the most important thing is to delay time.

wait.

When the abyss forges the means to punish the ghosts, as long as the evil Han slaves are eradicated, they will be able to avenge their shame. As time goes by, the people of the empire will naturally gradually forget that day.

Where there is the Dao of Heaven, there will be an endless stream of Taoism. Now all the old monsters who have been cultivating are working together, and it will come soon!good news.

"Am...shall I go?" Mei Shougeng shuddered, his pale lips trembling slightly.

"Otherwise I will go?" Tuoba Tianxia asked back, with a strong murderous intent in his pupils.

Mei Shougeng lowered his head and said, "They are all of Chinese blood, I can appease him by stepping forward."

"Let's go now!" Tuoba Tianxia said fiercely and urgently.

The old Confucian took his leave and left the palace in fear. He looked up and saw the statue of the cross. In a trance, he was about to be nailed to it soon.

The atmosphere is heavy and quiet.

The doubts that plagued everyone's minds lingered.

Did it confirm the seven-fold spiritual power explosion predicted by Heralds?
The most glorious holy city in the world has been ravaged. Isn't that enough to inspire the spirit of the Eastern Han slaves?
if not...

Creepy!

……

In the evening, in the sparsely populated holy city, the glass lamps of the churches were extinguished, and a chariot ran over the desolate streets.

"Duke, are we going to die?" The hunchbacked middle-aged man looked pale.

Mei Shougeng looked confused, and sighed softly, "God knows?"

The hunchbacked middle-aged man folded his sleeves with his hands, moved his lips hesitantly to speak, and remained silent for a long time before carefully saying:
"Duke, Yi Jiangnan has made a choice, you see..."

The implication is that it is not too late to wake up, allegiance to the barbarians is not worthy of the ancestors, let alone the people of the Central Plains.

"The old man's ambition is unwavering and has never wavered. He would rather be infamous for thousands of years, but also find a way out for the Chinese nation."

Snapped!
Mei Shougeng slapped the carriage hard with his palm, with a firm attitude.

The hunchbacked man was speechless, and the old man's stubbornness was like a huge rock lying ahead, blocking the road airtightly.

40 years ago, the Duke was still a passionate scholar. The governor of Suzhou exploited the people and disregarded human life. The Duke single-handedly beheaded the governor in the street.

The young man wields a sword, and cuts the greedy prostitute with one sword!

The Duke became famous in the Central Plains for this reason.

Mei Shougeng's eyes were squeezed into layers of wrinkles, and he didn't even know if he was asleep, so he uttered a few words softly:

"It's obvious that if you can't win, you will still fight. It is nothing more than sacrificing the territory of China, and in the end the country will be destroyed."

"The only way to save the nation is to surrender and save the nation in a peaceful way. The way of heaven cannot be violated. Gu Chang'an is just a fish that slipped through the sky's net. He is not enough to shake the foundation of the Great Barbarian Empire."

"In another hundred years, two hundred years, the internal conflicts of the empire will accumulate and break out, and our nation will take the opportunity to rise again."

The hunchbacked man shook his head, it was useless to persuade him to have a different idea.

The duke pinned his hopes on the kindness and mercy of the barbarians, but can he straighten his spine again?

"In the world, it snows for everyone, and everyone has their own brightness."

"Time will eventually prove that I, Mei Shougeng, am on the right path."

The old man closed his eyes and rested his mind. He also loved the homeland of the Central Plains, but he knew that the more the people resisted, the more miserable the end would be.

Gu Changan is a dazzling meteor, but the reason why the meteor is magnificent and turbulent is because it is fleeting.

The chariot drove out of the city, half a pillar of the Heavenly Gate hung in the night, and the three hundred li radius was as bright as day. Two land gods were entrenched in the old tree, staring at the distance.

A silent storm covered the valley, a lone soul stood with a sword, and a curtain of three thousand heavy swords hung over a town of a hundred miles.

Hanging but not falling, just like this stalemate with the land gods.

"Mr. Gu..."

As the chariot approached slowly, Mei Shougeng's hair stood on end, and he kept a humble posture and spoke out the conditions for the empire to beg for peace.

Gu Changan lightly pressed the hilt of his sword and nodded:
"it is good."

With just one word, the black mist disappeared into the night.

Watching the lonely ghost drifting away, the two land gods on the old tree branch looked at each other, feeling relieved.

Even though it's the calm before the storm.

But even a moment of peace is enough.

Mei Shougeng was stunned, he had prepared a lot of words and even thought up his last words, but Gu Changan didn't even look at him.

That's right, I don't even know...

The black mist drifted, followed by the blood sword.

Gu Changan looked down at his arms, he actually knew that Barbarian was delaying time, but he also needed time.

To create the miracle of transporting the city of Kucha across the air, the premise is to recast a complete body.

Turn into a sword with your body, move the city with your body.

But he had a strong premonition that if he didn't kill a land god, no matter how many wild dogs he slaughtered, he wouldn't be able to recover.

He needs two things.

First, the seven ounces of flesh and blood are used as trump cards.

I heard from Li Wan that Qiliang meat was kept by Liu Shang.

Second, the sword of national destiny.

He needs a sword.

……

It is very cold in winter.

At night, the Yumen Pass was raging with violent winds, and the flags of the pass flew flying.

A sallow and emaciated soldier was patrolling back and forth in one of the watchtowers with a knife hanging from his waist.

"Drop the book bag."

Suddenly a familiar voice came from behind.

Liu Shang's footsteps stagnated, his body trembled, and he turned around abruptly.

The ghost hovered in the air and smiled at him.

With tears in Liu Shang's eyes, he leaned against the wall and looked at him for a long time before softly saying:
"You seem to be thinner, and your hair is whiter. Your figure is so strange that I feel that it has been a long time since I saw you. You just called me a nickname, and I wanted to laugh. I was still studying in a thatched cottage in a daze. You After killing the barbarians at the top of the city, pass by there."

Momo, maybe he felt that he was too sensational, so he shook his head and laughed:

"Anyway, it's good to see you again."

Gu Chang'an didn't answer, and when he was still in the lonely city, he listened to the empress' ramblings, and also talked about Liu Shang abandoning his pen and joining the army, willing to be stationed at Yumen Pass and start as a pawn.

"Grandpas vowed to fight the barbarians to the death, just to prevent the younger generation from continuing to hold swords. Why do you bother?"

Liu Shang was unmoved after hearing this, and still insisted on his belief:
"The nation has reached such a point that there is no other way but to die for it."

"Besides, I have been in Qiuci City for more than [-] years, and I am not used to living a comfortable life."

Gu Changan was silent.

"Where have you been during this time?" Liu Shang asked lowly.

"Just walk around."

"The Empress of the Tang Dynasty was in Qiuci City. She occasionally sent a letter asking me if I had seen you. I didn't expect her to get used to the lonely and desolate life. She said she would leave after you came home."

Gu Changan walked a few steps on the observation deck, feeling the familiar wind and sand blowing on his palms, and said calmly:
"Tell her for me, please borrow the sword from Zhongyuan."

"The other seven taels of flesh and blood are with you?"

"Here!" Liu Shang had noticed Chang'an's flesh and blood arm earlier. Hearing this, he left the observation tower with a smile.

After half an hour, Liu Shang came back with big and small bags, panting:
"It's all thick clothes sent to you by grandma. Although they can't bear to think about committing suicide, but in the spirit of the sky, they will definitely be happy to see you eating well and dressing warmly."

"In addition, Xiao Luoyang raised dozens of hens. He said that he had never eaten eggs before, and he wanted to eat enough in this life. He sent you two baskets."

Gu Changan raised his hand to take them one by one.

"Here," Liu Shang finally handed Tang Qi the seven taels of flesh and blood to him.

Gu Chang'an stroked his clothes and took all the things. He wanted to say something, but there were only two light words left on his lips:
"Let's go."

He disappeared into the night again, and returned to the Holy City to wait for the sword of national destiny, creating a miracle of moving the city.

"Chang'an!" Liu Shang looked at his back, didn't say goodbye, but said loudly:
"We all have to live well."

"Okay." A low voice came from the night sky.

……

Chengdu Prefecture.

Zichen Palace in the imperial city.

The leaves outside the hall fluttered down, and the ministers were exhausted physically and mentally. The voice of the minister of the Ministry of War stating the battle report sounded like a reminder to their ears.

To what extent has the situation deteriorated?
The imperial court ordered the release of prisoners to fight the war half a month ago.

Just one sentence is enough to show the tragedy of Shu.

Who would order the heinous prisoners to go to the battlefield to atone for their crimes if they hadn't killed more than half of them?
"Your Majesty, please move east."

A purple-robed official staggered out.

The court hall was dead silent, all the ministers subconsciously clenched the court wat, and glanced at the throne from the corner of their eyes.

surrender?

It's impossible!

The Shu people wished they could eat the flesh of the barbarians, how could they succumb to their bloody feud?
But the situation is irreversible and there is no choice but to go the other way.

Move east!

Arrange for all Shu people to flee to Chu.

This means that the regime of the Shu State has disappeared, and Jinling is willing to take the risk of turmoil and is willing to accept it. It does not mean that it can tolerate His Majesty and still regard himself as the emperor.

All evacuation is to hand over the land of Shu, and the Central Plains barrier will completely fall into the hands of barbarians.

"Your Majesty, the subjugation of the country is a small matter, and the species cannot be exterminated."

"Preserve your strength, you will be able to expel the barbarians and restore the old capital in the future!"

The purple-robed veteran made a generous speech.

A censor came out to agree, and said in a deep voice:
"Your Majesty, we can't delay any longer, we must make a decisive decision!"

The barbarians continue to send out elites, and the Kingdom of Shu won't last long. Will we really see the humiliating scene of barbarian soldiers coming to the imperial capital?

Emperor Shu's face was gloomy, and he dared not make a decision.

He is not a moral saint. It would be a lie to say that there is no sorrow since he lost his crown, but the most heartbreaking thing is the subjugation of the country.

"If you don't leave, if you were born in Shu, you will die in Shu. At worst, you will shed your last drop of blood!"

"It's hard to leave the homeland. Are the people willing to cultivate the farmland that they have spent their whole life in?"

The thin civil servant walked up to Danchi step by step, loudly.

Yu Shi's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he roared:

"Pedantic! Then you just watched the land of Shu become a hell on earth, and 600 million people were reduced to barbarian butchers?"

"Death, don't take a step back!" The civil servant also roared angrily.

Listening to the fierce verbal battle, the ministers were saddened.

Any choice is a disaster!

Just now.

"Your Majesty, gentlemen, the shocking battle report!"

A crooked old eunuch was still in Baiyu Square outside the hall, and his sharp voice spread into every corner of Zichen Hall.

Due to their mental exhaustion, most officials subconsciously listened to "shocking news".

Thinking about it, the bad news has been going on for several months, and this time it has the prefix "Shocking". Could it be that barbarian dogs broke into Chengdu Mansion?

When the eunuch ran in wrinkled with a smile on his face, the officials looked at each other and felt puzzled.

The masters in the palace have always had thunder in their chests and their faces are as calm as a lake, and their expressions rarely show their likes and dislikes directly, let alone smile like flowers.

Could it be that the long drought meets the rain, and the precarious battlefield has created a miracle?

"Quickly read!" Emperor Shu leaned forward and shook his arms vigorously.

The old eunuch took a deep breath, and said in a voice like a bell:

"It's the hero Gu's feat."

"he……"

His voice suddenly became hoarse, and he couldn't continue speaking.

The whole hall was dead silent, and the ministers were delighted.

It's been a long time since there's been any news about Gu Yingxiong. Zhong Yuan deliberately didn't go to the Western Regions to inquire, just hoping that the man could live the quiet life he wanted.

Who dares to forget the Chinese giant who stood upright in his lifetime and turned into a ghost to rule the mountains and rivers after his death?
Not death.

He is still there.

"And then?" Emperor Shu showed a long-lost smile on his face. Although it was very faint, it also dispelled the haze of the past few days.

The ministers couldn't help smiling.

Some people, as long as they hear the news that he is still alive, it is enough to be happy for a few days.

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PS: In order to ensure that the 9:[-] update is too urgent, there will be another update at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning, and we will do what we say.

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