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After nearly a month of bumps, Long Qixuan and the marching brigade reached the frontier. In order to win over the hearts of the local people, Long Qixuan first settled in Mo Wu and Xia Yiyi, and then asked to go to the battlefield to take a look.

Long Qixuan, who was picked up by local official Jiang Changjun, saw that the majestic five princes even brought two of their concubines on the battlefield. Jiang Changjun smiled disdainfully. The five princes might not win the battle. Too. Those who came to the frontier to fight, also brought a few people. Alas.

But Jiang Changjun did not reveal his emotions at all, but said to Mo Wu very flatteringly: "This is the princess, the small is the local official here. Here, please, is the mansion we arranged for the five princes. . "

Before Mo Wu spoke, Xia Yiyi said aloud: "Official Jiang is really good-sighted, and no one can recognize the concubine."

Jiang Changjun was shocked by Xia Yiyi's words. Jiang Changjun just looked at Mo Wu's noble body, and was just helped by the five princes off the carriage. Who thought that the little girl with yellow hair next to him was the real princess? Jiang Changjun said quickly: "Oh, you don't know Thai baht. If you are young, take two to the mansion."

"What a broken ground, it's frozen to death." Xia Yiyi mumbled, and then left.

Mo Wu saw Jiang Changjun's hand stiffen and then said with a smile: "Master Jiang does not want"

Long Qixuan was now checking the situation on the battlefield with Ning Wu, now the general. The frontier was setting sun at this time, and the residual sun was bloody. The dazzling yellow light was mixed with a frightening scarlet, just like the red blood of thousands of people on the battlefield, enchanting and beautiful. The soldier's blade was dropped on the ground at random, and the blood flowed unscrupulously. The corpses were everywhere, and there was no breath of living people.

The dark clouds screamed through the sky and pierced the thunderbolt, and the **** smell smelled over the noisy and noisy ruins. The wailing and sword shadows that had just dissipated spread out in the wind again, and the accumulated debris was grisly and terrifying, and the thick breath almost suffocated.

The soldiers in the reflection of the sky are already a plain of broken fragments. The rest of the people have forgotten the nostalgia of life, the wailing children in the infants, the diligent wives in the fields, and the withering Old age mother. Nothing was left in their eyes, they were already roaring like a beast, and they were to die with the evil enemy. I don't know how long it has been. After the smoke and dust, the remaining beacon finally extinguished silently after the downpour.

Piece by piece of ruins, the broken eaves like a broken wall. The fallen man's eyes reflected the light smile of his wife and children, and then he became a broken ashes. And the remnant soldiers still slashing and wielding weapons, only desperate cries and disillusionment sounded in anticipation. In the center of the battlefield, Lord Snow will kill King Naoyuan in a twinkling light and shadow. Far away is the collapsed city wall and horizon.

Long Qixuan looked at the **** battlefield here, sighed and asked, "How many people are left in the city now?"

"Go back to the five princes, not much, most of them are dead." Ning Wu said lightly, he looked at the ruins, his voice hoarse.

Long Qixuan originally came all the way, and his mood was still relaxed and happy. Originally, he thought that he was a emperor's pro-general in any case, so he asked to take someone to see the main battlefield. After hearing his proposal, Ning Wu only frowned. It was estimated that there was any dissatisfaction, or what, but he didn't say it.

Long Qixuan watched on the main battlefield and was shocked by that. Then, Long Qixuan made up his mind to use these people he brought and beat them to nowhere!

Long Qixuan felt his blood boiling.

I want to win! I want to win the battle! Long Qixuan thought to himself. Only in this way can everyone be humbled to him, including him-Long Yinfeng.

The madness in Long Qixuan's eyes naturally did not escape Ning Wu's eyes. Ning Wu pursed his lips and made no noise. He has always been a bad talker, and he is not willing to flatter.

Ning Wu will raise the jug, swallow the clear syrup into his throat, and then throw it away. It seems to be a pot of strong spirits, and he has a hint of drunkenness. Ning Wu looked at the orange-red sunset over there, but he felt no emotion but sadness. On the side, Long Qixuan laughed and waved his sleeves, countless soldier shadows surrounded his silhouette.

In a vast and endless wilderness, looking up and seeing no trace of people. The cold wind roared, bringing coolness to people. Suddenly a gust of wind set off the yellow sand, rushing into the distance, the dust was rolling, and the momentum was huge. The river on the verge of dryness bends like a ribbon and stretches into the distance. Innumerable intertwined in the distance, casting a shadow on the earth. The attendance of the setting sun was slanting on the yellow sand, and occasionally the bonsai grass that was buried in the sand was occasionally found. This is the only decorative object polished. The bird's sad hissing seemed to feel sorry for this land, but no, a willing to fall down to roost, and some just a tenacious eagle made a mournful cry. Stray beasts on the ground rushed past, and the messy footprints on the sand soon disappeared under the caress of Huang Sha. The west wind is blowing, and there are often wailing noises on cloudy days. It is probably that the one who died in the past will be weeping and sad ... everything is so dark and desolate.

"Luoyang ’s peony, which should have been turned into a season of fineness, was suddenly scattered in the sound of horseshoes. The sword and sword shadow, the horn drum contend, the blood drifted. The enemy whistled past me with a knife, there was a drop of companion The blood ran down to my face and fell into my eyes. I should have been a warrior, leaving my last back against the setting sun. But I did n’t, I heard my wife in a trance. Wu Nong whispered, saw the crescent crooked behind the weeping willow, and smelled the lotus that we stumbled upon by boating that year. I ca n’t die ..... I ’m going to win ... I ’m in the yellow sand. She closed her eyes and left a trace of deserted lonely smoke in her memory. "

Long Qixuan said that he twisted his face and smiled at Ning Wu, a bloodthirsty smile. Long Qixuan is an old saying in the back text.

What Ningwu listened to was a bit disturbing. He could feel that Long Qixuan was an aspiring person, and this lofty ambition was to hold their corpses and their territories as a memorial service.

Ning Wu opened his mouth, didn't say anything, and didn't speak. He thought that if he came to someone who didn't understand war, he could still use people. But now what to do about this, this ambitious person, wants to use his city to exchange for his future, which makes him how to be good, what should he do.

Ningwu has no ambitions, he just wants to defend his city.

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