My hero is myself

You guys are just a bunch of dead ghosts!

Why are you so brave when you talk about swearing to death? You have long since lost your chance to live?

We don’t want to accompany you to face the darkness in this city.

"The enemy is hiding in the darkness and has not yet appeared. We should retreat."

"After this battle, the main force of the Jin soldiers and the practitioners under their jurisdiction were all defeated in Bianjing."

"Whether this city is ultimately a blessing or a disaster, the decline of the Jin Kingdom's national power is inevitable."

"The Song Dynasty conserves its strength and looks for more reliable fighting opportunities, which is a foolproof strategy."

"Shan Yingqi, I now order you to act as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, take charge of the Yinghun Army, Peng Wang Army and Yingzhou Border Army, and quickly retreat to Yingzhou City to wait and see what happens."

When the generals heard about the retreat, they were immediately overjoyed:

Marshal Luo is still awake!

Shan Yingqi heard the implication of Roland's words:

At this time, the position of commander was handed over, and the teacher clearly wanted to stay in the city by himself.

He immediately knelt down on one knee and asked for orders:

"Teacher, I am willing to help you explore the secrets deep in Bianliang. Please move to a safe place and wait for good news!"

Roland shouted sharply:

"You just said that obedience is a bounden duty?"

Shan Yingqi was startled, lowered her head, and did not dare to speak anymore.

"This is just my incarnation. I still need your adaptability and wisdom to protect the living."

Roland's tone slowed down again, and he comforted Shan Yingqi and arranged for his retreat.

There is only darkness in Bianliang City, and there is no distinction between the sun and the moon.

It should have been half a day outside, just when the moon was at its zenith.

The Suzaku Gate directly to the south still had traces of the battle, and it was bloody and pungent.

The Song army, which had just captured Bianliang City in a decisive battle, was now leaving the old capital they cherished.

Although everyone is regretful, they are more grateful to have escaped death.

Separated by the Zhuque Gate, the inside and outside are completely different scenes:

The moon and stars were sparse outside, and the Milky Way was dazzling. It was a beautiful clear summer night.

There are no stars or moon inside.

In the darkness, even the helpless cries of people gradually stopped.

Ordinary people also found that they could not leave Bianliang City. Those who tried to escape from the city had already died.

Now they are all ordered to wait at home.

But for them, staying at home in this situation is like waiting to die?

The departure of the Song army meant that they had been abandoned.

There is no sorrow greater than the death of the heart. Everything is silent, but it is more terrifying than the sound of crying that shakes the sky.

Some soldiers also felt compassion. Most of the people in this city were compatriots decades ago.

But in the end no one wanted to stop.

Who knows what monsters are brewing in the darkness?

We are just ordinary soldiers. Do we have to fight for the Jinren when there is a problem that even practitioners cannot solve?

Roland stood on the city wall and watched the Song army leave the city.

The Yingzhou frontier army is in the front, the Peng Shen army is in the middle, and the Yinghun army is at the end.

The more devout one is to the Peng God, the more courage one should show and keep the danger to oneself.

This is the fine tradition that Peng Shinto has always maintained.

Fortunately, there was no danger in the end and all three troops left successfully.

The mastermind hiding in the darkness seemed not to want to stimulate the Song army to fight, and really left a way for them to survive.

"God Peng bless, God Peng bless... we all survived!"

Looking at the starry sky above their heads and thinking of the darkness and depression in the city, the general and the soldiers were filled with joy.

"Teacher, how about you appoint another commander and let me stay..."

Roland shook his head:

"The Northern Expedition has achieved initial results, and your mission has been completed."

"You also open the way for me to enter Bianliang."

"What remains now is my war, my cause and effect."

"I shouldn't involve any of you."

"If you believe me, then continue to wait and try to live longer, and we will see each other again."

He raised his finger gently, and a breeze sent Shan Yingqi down the tower.

Shan Yingqi was pulled away by other heroes holding her shoulders.

He couldn't help but growl, as if there was something stuck in his chest.

He heard the teacher's intention to die, and it would be unknown how many years it would be before we meet again.

What a mere incarnation...

That was simply a lie to deceive him!

"Is it worth it for some boneless people who have paid money?"

Shan Yingqi had a flash of doubt in her heart and sighed helplessly.

The Peng Shen Army is in formation.

Yue Lin has become a reconnaissance cavalry captain because of his bravery and repeated military exploits.

As the army captured Bianliang, he couldn't help crying with joy.

But within half a day, they were forced to leave because of the unstoppable darkness in Bianliang.

Yue Lin's thoughts couldn't help but be complicated.

There is both the joy of escaping death and the worry of unpredictable fate...

Could it be that, as some messages say, Song's fate is doomed and he will never be able to rise again?

Out of complicated emotions, he was forced to stay at the end of the Peng Shen Army on guard, trying to feel the atmosphere of the old capital as much as possible.

At this time, he looked back for the last time at the old capital that his father cherished so much.

The hazy black mist like a gauze waved and shrouded the ancient city.

The distance is not far, but the city wall they fought on is no longer clearly visible.

Marshal Luo, who was dressed in white and sent them away, could not see his face clearly.

I don’t know what he wants to do if he stays in that dying city...

No way, the marshal is going to save the people of the Jin Kingdom, right?

Even if they all die, they will not be worth a hair to the marshal!

In Yue Lin's heart, Marshal Luo, who promoted the success of the Northern Expedition, was a hero alongside his father, perhaps even greater...

Because he is stronger, impeccably strong in every aspect!

He knows how to fight, knows how to govern a country, and his intrigues are no less than those of any old fox.

There seems to be nothing in the world that he can't do...

"what?"

Yue Lin was suddenly surprised.

He saw a green shadow floating above the city wall.

The green shadow's appearance cannot be clearly seen, but its body shape and temperament...

They all look very much like the medicine-giving fairy that my father painted based on his memories.

……

……

On top of the city, Roland felt the powerful aura appearing above his head and raised his head.

Those beautiful eyes were slightly confused, and they sighed as if they had a headache:

"The door is always open, why doesn't His Majesty Peng Shen leave?"

"I still have a city of people to save, and I still have some accounts I want to settle with you."

"You are a general of the Song Dynasty, but you want to save the Jin people?"

"People from Song Dynasty to Jin Dynasty are all human beings first."

They are all innocent and powerless ordinary people.

Song defeated them irrevocably, and they could not light up the dark night.

Therefore, he wanted to try to become the new sun and light a way for them to survive.

Xiaoqing fell down, stood in front of Roland, and said in surprise:

"It's rare for you to think like this. But if you want to save people in this eternal night realm, you shouldn't let the army leave."

"The Song army is also a human being. I cannot suppress their will to save the Jin people."

Roland looked at the green snake with unchanged beauty, seemed to think of something, and asked slightly sarcastically:

"Sacrificing people all over the city, but leaving a way for the Song army to survive. Did you do it on purpose?"

Also, he had a familiar sense of absurdity in his heart.

At that time in Baiqing Town, Xiaoqing also persuaded herself to leave.

Various arrangements were also made to persuade travelers who strayed into the town to leave as much as possible.

She has no bottom line, but also has some kind of persistence.

"We only want to complete the ceremony, and we don't take pleasure in killing."

Xiao Qing said nonchalantly, "Besides, Sister Qin recognizes your strength and doesn't want to create complications at critical moments, so it's best for us not to interfere with each other."

The last sentence has the meaning of warning.

But Roland didn't seem to hear it, and just continued to ask:

"What are you trying to do by deceiving the Kingdom of Jin and arranging this darkness?"

"This has nothing to do with Your Highness."

"Is she the one who has been leading the war situation between Song and Jin?"

"This has nothing to do with Your Highness."

"Do you also obey that sister Qin in all your decisions?"

"This has nothing to do with Your Highness."

Xiaoqing pointed to the south impatiently, "Don't ask any more questions. Please leave quickly. I won't give you any answers."

Roland looked at her, and the figure on the city wall drifted away like smoke, leaving only a chuckle that kept going away:

"Then I'll find the answer myself."

He had only stood on the city wall as a phantom to attract Xiao Qing.

By delaying time through communication, he actually took the opportunity to deduce and analyze the direction in which Xiao Qing came, and found a crack that led to the depths of the earth.

"I really want to die..."