Jian Sui Daye

On a hillside more than ten miles away from Jinyang City, Gao Changgong stood quietly on the top of the hill, with his hands on his back, overlooking Jinyang City.

After repeated battles, Jinyang City is no longer as prosperous as it was yesterday. Although it is still majestic, it is mottled and devastated. It's a faint cold smell.

In the battle at night, the 5000 Zhou army completely collapsed. Except for the 4 people who fled back to Jinzhou with Yu Wenyong and the nearly [-] people who were captured by Gao Xing, almost all of them were buried outside Jinyang City. The corpses were not left behind either, they were all reduced to ashes in the raging fire and drifted away with the wind.

Although the sunshine in winter was far less intense than that in summer, the warm sunshine still dispelled the haze that had been covering Jinyang City for several days, allowing the nervous Jinyang soldiers and civilians to breathe and relax completely.

However, compared to the joy in Jinyang City, the Sui King Gao Changgong who was standing alone felt confused and lonely for no reason at this time.

There are six brothers, and even more brothers from the same clan, but no one has treated him sincerely. No matter how hard he tries, he is still humble in the eyes of others, not even as good as a concubine, and he should not even live in this world. They are all alone, and they have never been truly included in the Gao family's royal line.

Since he was born, he has always lived in the ridicule and contempt of others. In order to gain his father's respect, he read a lot of books, practiced martial arts hard, behaved humbly, and did things in a down-to-earth manner, but he still failed to achieve his wish.

For so many years, although he has made countless contributions and has been admired and worshiped by thousands of people, Gao Changgong has a kind of inferiority complex and loneliness from the bottom of his heart. Mother, he can only bury all the humiliation and pain deeply in his heart, and endure silently alone.

Now, when he stands on this hillside, looking down at Jinyang City from a high position, instead of looking at all the small mountains and looking at the world with pride and high spirits, he feels deep confusion and a little fear.

During the in-depth conversation four years ago, Gao Changgong knew that his only son was happy in the world, and he had long expected this day to come. However, when this day really came, he was still very confused.

Although Gao Changgong acquiesced in all of Gao's actions, deep down in his heart, he didn't want to be the one who subverted the orthodoxy of Northern Qi.

The inner inferiority and loneliness make Gao Changgong have a paranoid feeling for the family. He is very eager to integrate into the family, but the reality makes him only linger outside the home for a long time, being hurt by his family again and again.

Now, the situation forced him to stand on the opposite side of his brothers, and even the entire Gao family. Even though he was never afraid of such a powerful enemy, it was inevitable that he felt a little timid at this moment.

"Father,"

Gao Changgong woke up with a soft call of joy. He trembled slightly, without looking back, and asked softly, "Are you really going to do this?"

Happy was startled, when he saw the confusion and melancholy in Gao Changgong's eyes, and the sadness on his face, he instantly understood what he was thinking in his heart, looking at Gao Changgong's hair stained with frost on his temples, and his somewhat hunchbacked and bleak figure, he secretly clenched his fists happily, no Asked rhetorically, "Do we have any other options?"

Gao Changgong was shocked again, his eyes were dull for a moment, and the sad look on his face became more intense. After a long time, Gao Changgong sighed, his voice contained too much bitterness and helplessness, and his body became more and more serious. He was stooped, his brows were furrowed even tighter, as if he was carrying a huge mountain on his back.

"Daqi's country, the ancestor's foundation or uncle Gao Yanzong, which one does father think is more important?" Seeing that Gao Changgong didn't speak, he said happily. Although his tone was very light, his words were very sharp, piercing Gao Changgong's heart deep.

Gao Changgong remained silent and looked in the direction of Jinyang City with erratic eyes.

"Father, have you seen the sincere smiles on the faces of the people in the city; have you heard him, they are cheering from the bottom of their hearts, they are for the victory of this battle, for the bravery and fearlessness of you and your soldiers, It is also for the stability and peace of the land under our feet, for a peaceful and prosperous life,"

"They are the people of Daqi. Whether we are members of the royal family or just ordinary men, we should fight for the fertile soil under our feet, fight, protect our family, and let them be happy and healthy forever,"

"Gao Wei can't do this, Gao Huang can't do it, and Gao Yanzong can't do it either. Only you can do it. As a direct descendant of the Gao family, you should shed every drop of blood for the foundation and glory of your ancestors. It is your inescapable responsibility to protect every citizen on the land of Daqi,"

"I have never for a single moment forgotten the humiliation and pain that our family of three knelt in the snow and ice and were ruthlessly expelled from Yecheng by Gaowei on that day four years ago. Have you forgotten? Have you forgotten? Have you forgotten their abuse and contempt for you, have you forgotten that your mother often shed tears and fear for what happened to you, have you forgotten all this?"

The happy tone was very depressed, and the depression was a bit heavy, and the last sentence was almost roaring with excitement.

The happy words hit Gao Changgong's chest like a heavy hammer, making him almost breathless, his chest heaved sharply, and he couldn't help staggering back a step, his face was pale and painful.

"Father, Jinzhou is still in the hands of the Zhou people. Turkic wolves are ambitious, and they are always on the lookout for going south. Daqi's country is still precarious. She needs your protection." Gao Changgong was happy to support Gao Changgong, and he couldn't bear it when he saw the latter's pain, but He continued to speak, but his tone was much calmer and calmer.

Saying that, Gao Changgong put his right hand on the back of Gao Changgong's heart, and slowly passed through a wisp of long-lived qi, calming Gao Changgong's tumbling blood.

"call,,"

Gao Changgong broke free from the happy support, straightened his body again, exhaled a long breath, and his face recovered a lot. He turned his eyes to Jinyang City again. , clear and pure.

At this moment, Gao Changgong felt that the entanglement in his heart suddenly disappeared with the wind, and his body and mind were relaxed and carefree like never before.

"Xing'er, let's go down the mountain,"

Although Gao Changgong did not famously comment on his decision, Gao Xing could tell from his already evacuated brows that he had made a decision, he also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, nodded heavily, Gao Changgong was half a step behind Gao Changgong, and walked slowly down the mountain .

……

On the battlefield in full swing, there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"Yu Wenyong, you are at the end of the road. Where are you going to run? Hurry up and get caught," Gao Xing was soaked in blood, his face was ferocious, his scarlet eyes were flickering with madness and bloodthirsty, and the steel knife in his hand exuded a palpitating chill .

"Don't even think about it, I haven't failed yet, I'm going to cut you into pieces, tear you into pieces, and raze Jinyang City to the ground," Yu Wenyong panted, staring at the happy man a few meters away. , the voice was extremely hoarse.

At this time, the long sword in his hand had already been edged, and the armor on his body was broken in many places. The red blood stained Zheng's robe, and he looked extremely miserable, but Yu Wenyong's eyes were still full of raging anger. Stubbornly and proudly staring at the opposite enemy.

"Go to hell," Gao Xing roared, and suddenly jumped out, and the bright knife light instantly blinded Yu Wenyong.

"Roar," Yu Wenyong roared unwillingly, and swung the long sword forward with all his strength.

The thunderous shouts of killing suddenly disappeared, and the fierce wind also disappeared without a trace. Yu Wenyong looked around blankly, only to realize that he was already in a magnificent mausoleum at some point, and the solemn and desolate atmosphere instantly overwhelmed him. shrouded.

"You Luotu..."

An old and hoarse voice came from behind him, Yu Wenyong suddenly looked back, and saw an old man with white hair standing a few meters away, although he was dressed in a yellow robe, which could hardly conceal his noble aura, but his face was haggard and extremely weak .

Seeing the old man's appearance, Yu Wenyong was shocked all over, his mouth grew in disbelief, and he was speechless for a long time.

"You Luotu, you have disappointed father and emperor too much,"

"Father," Yu Wenyong called excitedly, but the old man didn't look at him, and said with a heavy face:

"The overthrow of the Qi State and the unification of the country is the lifelong wish of my Yuwen clan. The accumulation of generations of ancestors, but you have fallen short, and you have been defeated repeatedly by Huangkou children. How do you have the face to meet your ancestors?"

"Father, I know I was wrong," Yu Wenyong knelt down on the ground, full of shame.

"You go, don't appear in front of me again, I don't want to see you," the old man shook his head, his body slowly retreated, and his figure slowly disappeared.

"Father, don't go, don't go," Yu Wenyong wanted to keep his hands deep in his hands, but the figure of the old man finally disappeared into the void. Just when Yu Wenyong was ashamed, angry and in pain, the scene in front of him changed again .

This is an empty space, there is no obvious boundary between the sky and the earth, the surrounding is gray, the damp and cold air makes people tremble uncontrollably, and the silence without a single sound or living thing is even more frightening.

At this moment, a burst of sharp and piercing laughter suddenly echoed between the sky and the earth, which was as unbearable as a night owl.

"Yu Wenyong, my good brother, you finally came down to accompany me, hahahaha,"

"Who, get out," Yu Wenyong shouted angrily.

"It's only been a few years, don't you recognize him as a brother?" A ghostly Bai Yingyou appeared in front of Yu Wenyong, with disheveled hair and a long scarlet tongue hanging from his chin, forming a wise and wise expression with his pale complexion. contrast.

Yu Wenyong was so startled that he sat down on the ground, with chills coming from his back, he couldn't help trembling and said: "Yu Wenhu, it's you, are you a human or a ghost?"

"I want to be a human being, but it's a pity that you made me a ghost, and I'm still a grieving ghost." Yu Wenhu bared his teeth and smiled, and his appearance was even more terrifying, "I've been looking forward to it day and night, and I finally hope that you will come down to accompany me, quack, "

As he spoke, Yu Wenhu suddenly stretched out his hands with pitch-black nails, and pinched Yu Wenyong's neck.

Yu Wenyong wanted to dodge, but suddenly felt that his limbs were suddenly out of control. Looking at the ferocious Yu Wenhu, he couldn't help but exclaimed.

"what,,"