Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 713 Dazed
Sure enough, when Hua Rong waited to listen, the sound of horseshoes was retreating, in a very messy direction, and the smoke was so big, it was rising crazily, and it was also in the opposite direction, gradually, it became smaller.That direction is exactly the direction of Jiangping City.

Then, it was "bang bang bang"... a thunderous muffled sound, one after another, like knocking on a person's heart.That was the sound of huge pillars hitting the city gate.When attacking a city, this kind of collision is a common occurrence.After a while, the impact sound disappeared, and only a "crash", a shocking cry of killing was heard.

Apparently, the parachutist and the others had knocked open the city gate and rushed in.

Hua Rong's heart jumped.To win Jiangping is to go straight to Lin'an.Now, Zhao Deji's way to the north is blocked, and there is no way to escape to the sea ahead.He is dying.The parachutist's momentum is like a rainbow, it is really the end of Zhao Deji.

She was almost shaking with excitement.Muttering to himself, I hope there is only the last battle.The last battle in my life.Fortunately, never left.Even if we can't recognize him, even if he is not Pengju, even if we can see Zhao Deji's demise with our own eyes, it will be the greatest joy in the world.

What could be more exciting than this?
She laughed loudly: "Wenlong, hurry up, we will chase after him right away, and we will definitely see the grand siege of the city. Come on, let's compete to see who can run faster..." She ran as she spoke.Lu Wenlong hurried after him.King Qin looked from behind, but saw her light and graceful, like a resplendent running deer, for many years, she had never shown such a smile, such light.

But she turned her head and smiled sweetly: "Qin Shangcheng, Brother Lu, why don't you run away..." While speaking, she didn't stop, and rushed into the city frantically.

The two smiled and followed in stride.

In Jiangping City, the battle was drawing to a close.As soon as the city gate was broken, a large number of Song troops began to surrender. The parachutist gave an order to wipe out the remnants of the resistance, and ordered the troops not to enter and rob, and to maintain the stability of Jiangping.Therefore, when Hua Rong and others approached, they didn't see the tragic scene of once the city was broken, it would fly around, smoke was everywhere, and there was a sea of ​​fire everywhere.It's just that the gates of the city were wide open, and every family closed their doors and did not show their faces.

Everyone stopped and stood at the gate of the city.But on the city gate, there was already a huge banner planted high, it was the command flag of the parachutist, completely replacing Zhao Deji's banner.Lu Tisha was holding a Zen staff that was as thick as the mouth of a bowl. The guards at the door recognized this as his symbol, and were about to greet him, he waved his hand to make everyone retreat.

On the street, soldiers were hastily checking the assault, and everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.Even King Qin had to admire him. He had been a soldier for half his life, and in a troubled world, he had never seen such a war scene—and it was completely unimaginable before.Neither the Song Army nor the Jin Army, or even the savage tribes, had such a scene.He suddenly asked Lu Tisha next to him: "Have you ever seen such a grand battle under the command of the old manager?"

Lu Tisha laughed and shook his head: "Never. Although the old businessman is a generation of heroes, his lineup and military discipline can't do this at all."

King Qin's heart darkened, no one could do this except Yue Pengju.When he was in the Dongting Navy, he had fully experienced it. 40 troops crossed the border, and easily settled Yang Mo's judgment of millions of people. The casualties were not heavy, and only the culprit was killed.

In troubled times, human life is more humble than a dog.If you can kill one, there will be one less.What the common people are facing is a wolf-like army, whether it is the Jin army or the Song army, whoever captures the city will be the master, burning, killing, looting, and doing all kinds of evil.Now, I heard a group of well-dressed and friendly soldiers galloping to put up the Anmin notice in an orderly manner.A few bold men came out to check quietly, but they saw that Anmin's notice said that the parachutist attacked the city, only killed corrupt officials and distributed the land, and there was nothing to gain.Long before the siege of the city, the people in Jiangpingli got the news that wherever the parachutist passed by, Qiu did not commit any crimes. Not only that, but also burned the land deeds of the landlords, big bureaucrats, princes, etc., and distributed the land to the people.It was precisely because of this that Jiang Ping's defenders were unable to mobilize the people to stand together, so they were captured so quickly.

At this time, Lu Wenlong suddenly shouted: "Look, Dad, it's Dad..."

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Not only the parachutist, but even King Qin noticed her change—it was no longer the same as before, always casually and eagerly staring at the parachutist.Even Lu Wenlong was happy with this change.My mother, finally sober, never did any inappropriate behavior again.

She was by no means the confused woman who ran into a man's house with bare feet and was chased out in a panic.Even sometimes, when her eyes met the parachutist, it was with a smile—a real stranger's smile, polite and polite, calm and unwavering.All her attention was put on her husband and son, just like other ordinary women.

But for some reason, the more this happened, the more uneasy King Qin became.But I feel that in my life, I have never seen her live so quietly and naturally, as if she is so determined, as if all the pursuits in the past have been completely forgotten.

When he took a drink from the wine bowl, he found it was empty.Just as he was about to put it down, it was already taken by a jade hand. It was Hua Rong, who smiled and just poured him a small bowl of wine and said softly, "Don't drink too much."

"Okay, okay, don't drink, don't drink..." He was in a good mood, remembering that she didn't like to smell too much alcohol on him, so he really stopped drinking, and immediately put the wine bowl aside.

At this time, the parachutist drank a big bowl.That night, he didn't know how many bowls he had already drunk.He drank so happily, the kind of utter joy after a great victory.Even if other elements are mixed in, this kind of joy cannot be stopped at all. The wish of many years is about to come true.

And Lu Tixia was talking and laughing happily, he was the happiest one in the group, and he was discussing with the parachutist how to enter Lin'an.

The south of the Yangtze River is hot and humid, and it is now a cold winter. Zhao Deji sticks to it, and it is inevitable to walk by water.Now Lin'an City has hoarded 30 troops, strictly guarding against death, and they are all the most elite troops. It is really not that easy to win.

Everyone offered advice and suggestions, and the discussion was extremely heated.Lu Tiha, the parachutist, and the king of Qin all had their own opinions. Although Lu Wenlong only listened to it, his blood boiled with enthusiasm.This was the first time he had participated in such a "high-level" military discussion. The three people in front of him all had spent half their lives in the hail of bullets, and each of them was a military genius.He listened with gusto, occasionally interjected a sentence or two, and even made some immature reasoning.Every time at this time, King Qin would pat him on the shoulder vigorously, smiling, very pleased.

Before I knew it, it was already late at night.King Qin felt heavy on his shoulders, it turned out that Hua Rong had fallen asleep leaning on his shoulders at some point.No matter how many heroes are passionate, no matter how many grand plans, she is tired of hearing it, too tired.Everything is worse than this peaceful sleep.

King Qin turned to one side, and she almost fell to the ground.King Qin suddenly woke up and hugged her, but her body didn't move, she was still in a deep sleep.King Qin whispered: "I'm sorry, she's tired after traveling for several days. I'll take her back to rest first."

"It's getting late, you all go to rest. Wenlong, it's time for you to go to rest too."

After all, Lu Wenlong was a child, and he was already exhausted. After receiving the order, he got up and left immediately.

The parachutist was still holding the wine bowl, and drank it down in one gulp.Lu Tiha was also a good drinker, so they faced each other and drank bowl after bowl.When he raised his head again, King Qin had already hugged Hua Rong.She hung in his arms, with her hands hanging down, and fell into a deep sleep, like a child.Maybe it's because his figure is too tall, but she is so slender, lying in his arms, it's almost impossible to feel her weight.

Perhaps, in the face of war, women have no weight at all.The parachutist inadvertently withdrew his gaze, raised his head, and looked up at the sky.Behind him is a tall poplar tree. At this time, the leaves of the poplar tree have long since fallen.Bare, thick branches.However, it looks different from the one in the north. In the south, this kind of tree is called Fenghua tree, but the shape of the leaves is similar to that of poplar, but it is much wider and more lush than poplar.

Next to it is the fire, so warm, but the sky above is so cold.A few stars blinked their cold eyes bewitchingly.On the opposite side, Lu Tisha, who was already drunk, was also leaning against a big tree, and was already sound asleep.

This is a soldier, no matter where he can fit and lie down, what's more, there is a rough carpet on the ground in the square where the fire was lit.

Not cold on the body, not cold in the heart, not even the night sky—just deserted.Just like holding a wine bowl, gradually, the hotness brought by the strong smell of wine has been eliminated.

Suddenly I remembered the poplar forest in Chongjiazhuang in the north in the past.It was a bright spring, in the shade of poplars, there were flocks of cattle and sheep, and the hardworking villagers were working hard in the fields.On the road with luxuriant weeds and wild flowers, a slender and vigorously dressed young woman walked by so energetically, with green scarves and double rings, civil and military flower boots smeared with green, with a bow, a pot of arrows, and white lips. Red eyes are handsome, eyebrows are bent into the temples, waist and shoulders are slender.At that time, she was so young, so full of endless vitality.It is this one glance that will forever be branded in the bottom of my heart, and has never been forgotten.

Those good times, all of a sudden, there is only a dream left.

He murmured against the poplar tree and fell asleep. In his sleep, his face was still full of smiles, just like the green years that had never changed.

The surroundings were completely quiet, only the winter wind was blowing.

In the house in the south, a brazier was burning and it was very warm.Hua Rong lay on the bed, sleeping deeply.When I opened my eyes, I heard the silence outside, only the deep snoring of the people around me.

She sat up blankly and looked out the window.It was moonlight, a deserted moonlight, shining on the land of the southern country.Even sprinkled on the face of the vicissitudes of life around him.

Only slowly did I remember where I was and who I was.Sporadic voices came from the street.It was the voice of the watchman, reminding "the weather is dry, be careful with candles" and the like.The south is different from the north. The snow a few days ago has already melted after a few days of sunshine. There are yellow grass roots and some evergreen pines and cypresses all around. It doesn’t look too depressed.

(End of this chapter)