The waste bird throws down the gods

Chapter 90 Sealing the past of the bloody battle
They can only rely on a little bit of willpower to persevere. When the food and grass are gone, they can only eat horse meat and drink horse blood. After eating all the stored food, they start to eat tree roots and weeds. Cloth, dirt, batting, eat everything in sight.

They clung to the city surrounded by isolation.

On the eve of the day before their duel, my father swore in front of all the generals that tomorrow he would burn the city and the ropeway in the canyon on the river behind the city.Burn all escape routes and fight to the death.

His blood was boiling, and he only thought that he must go to this last carnival.

Because they transported the civilians away for three consecutive months, they had no time to flee, and they never thought about fleeing, so the chain bridge behind was broken. On that day, my father sent someone to say that many people did not take any surplus food. Those people also entrusted their lives to the soldiers stationed in the city, so the soldiers drank big bowls and ate big mouthfuls, wanting to have a last carnival. The little food left in the whole city to fill their stomachs was proclaiming , this is the last carnival before death.

He felt excited, depressed, released, and he wasn't afraid, even though he knew he was going to die.

He thought he was going to die soon, but his father prepared a way out for himself.

That day my father said, "Son, if you survive, you'd better leave a way out for our Feng family."

What did he say when he was young and energetic?
"Father, I am not afraid of death."

After drinking a glass of bitter wine, he passed out, and one of his father's adjutants led him to swim away in the dark.

When he woke up, he was already hundreds of miles away, but at that time, the fire burning in the sky in the south was so intense that it hurt his eyes.

"Father--"

The Qingya Army had 12 lives and 12 were left, and they were burned. He couldn't hear the fighting on the battlefield. His father and His Majesty used the 12 lives of the Qingya Army to make a gamble. This gamble is just a game. As for the gambling on the land, the land of Shu in the southern country has always been a serious problem for Daqin.This is a gamble about life, including my father, who left nothing but his own life. Together with [-] soldiers of the Qingya Army, they made a game to invite you into the urn. All the cries and battles were heard in the fierce battle, because all the people died and no one survived.

Together with the enemy, they burned to the ground in the monstrous red lotus karmic fire, not even their bones remained.

He shed tears in pain, and at that time, his father's adjutant asked him to abolish his martial arts, and the two of them faced the monstrous red lotus karma and abolished their own martial arts, and he recognized him as his father.The old general changed his surname to Feng, so he also took the surname Feng, Feng Dalang, without even his real name.

But he wanted to keep that memory.

On that day, by an unexpected coincidence, he went up the mountain to collect firewood, and met King Ling who was bitten by a poisonous snake. King Ling was the son of the emperor, and it is said that he was the son of a very favored concubine. He died at the young age of 20. Sealed the prince.He looked at him who was bitten by a poisonous snake, and wanted him to die so much, but he didn't, because his father, even if his father died, he never forgot a word of those teachings.

"Son, Cun'er, do you know that the people of our Feng family are destined to be courtiers. If the king wants the minister to die, he has to die. We can't stop it, but we have to bear it. Do you know? We must die. The king wants the minister to die , had to die."

"If the king wants his ministers to die, he has to die."

"Loyalty, filial piety and righteousness."

He bit his lips and repeated his father's teaching.

King Ling would definitely not remember himself who had changed his appearance at this moment, not to mention that he was no longer the young man who walked Marcy Street with him back then, but just a useless person, and he still saved him.

After Ling Wang woke up, he wanted to leave, but Ling Wang refused, Ling Wang said. "Thank you for saving me. The grace of rebuilding is unforgettable. From today on, you are my righteous brother. If you can return to the capital alive in the future, you will definitely repay this great kindness."

He left without looking back.

He asked him: "What's your name? Brother."

"Feng Cun." He said.

"May I ask which seal is it?"

"The wind blows and the clouds fly."

He left quickly.

Who else will remember that sealed general who dominated the battlefield back then?No one will remember.

King Ling knelt deeply three times and kowtowed nine times.

He will always remember the name. "Wind storage."

He was no longer his brother who had grown up with him since he was a child, his voice and appearance were described, there was no similarity at all, and he had no martial arts at all.

Maybe the concubine mother is right, the 12 soldiers of the Qingya army all died in the battle of Wangchuan, and no one survived.

Therefore, the children of the Tian family can't forget the kindness of the Feng family until they die, but there are no descendants of the Feng family alive, so they can only be sacrificed in the Tian Temple.

After 18 years, Ling Wang did not come back, but his son returned.

The handsome young man in front of me, in front of me, is polite and courteous, making people feel like a spring breeze. Maybe the Tian family is ruthless, but this kind of lei lei style is indeed still passed on. Maybe the Feng family's Qingya army had 12 heroes back then, and they didn't feel chilled Under Jiuquan.

"Okay, little brother, get up and tell me about the recent situation in the capital, and tell me about your affairs."

Feng Cun pulled the white-clothed man up and went into the house.

Aunt Feng went to make tea.

"What's the name of the little brother?"

"I am the number one in my family, and I am called Dalang at home on weekdays, but my father gave me the nickname, Feng Jing, and my first name is according to the imperial grandfather's will, and I got the first generation, Du Yihang."

"Da Lang? Then I'll call you Da Lang, just Feng Jing? Why is it called Feng Jing?" Feng Cun's face didn't change at all.

"I heard that my uncle lived in the deep mountains for a long time. I probably don't know that in the battle of Wangchuan in Shu, 12 soldiers of the Feng family and 80 enemy troops were buried in the sea of ​​flames. This shocked the heavenly family. When the news came, the emperor's grandfather led the royal family. The son bowed to the south, and ordered to cast a sky-watching mirror to show that General Feng is upright, just like a mirror. My father admired the military demeanor of the Feng family, so he named me Feng Jing, that's all." Du Yihang's expression was blank. Change, very longing to say.

Feng Cun was a little silent, at this time Fenghuang came out, holding tea.

"Pour tea for the young master."

The girl is hazy and beautiful.Girly style.

Feng Cun said to Du Yihang with a smile again. "This is the eldest daughter of my family, Fenghuang, she is lively and active, very cute."

"I've seen Missy." Du Yihang stood up and bowed.

So he sat down again.

(End of this chapter)