Single Man Guarding a Lonely City, Invincible in the World

In the early autumn of Chang'an, the fallen leaves began to fall.

The imperial temple, the smoke curls.

In the hall stood a noble and elegant woman. She was wearing a phoenix dress that dragged the ground and could not hide her plump figure.

It was the new king, Li Wan, who had only been on the throne for three months.

The second female emperor in history is also the second female protagonist of the Tang Dynasty.

Unlike the emperor Zetian who created the world, her superior position did not cause a storm of public opinion, which seems to be a matter of course.

Fifty years ago, the way of heaven changed dramatically, spiritual energy recovered, the world was subverted, and major forces rose up one after another, and the already fragmented Tang Dynasty was completely collapsed.

As the most talented clan of Li Tang clan in martial arts, after seven years and twelve emperors, she fearlessly mobilized court soldiers to remonstrate and ruled the Golden Palace.

The first thing she did was to eradicate the eunuchs. The eunuchs who had been leading the government for 20 years completely disappeared, and the stubborn diseases since the An-Shi Rebellion were eradicated.

But that's all.

No matter how strong she is, she can't deal with the situation that is about to collapse.

Outside, there is a prosperous barbarian country that is full of arrogance, seems to be favored by heaven, and occupies the territory with the most aura.

The land of Shenzhou was even more tragic. In just a few decades, in addition to the Tang Dynasty, Xishu, Nanchu, Beiliang, Youyan, Zhao, and Soochow successively became emperors.

In the chaos of the rivers and lakes, the use of force to violate the ban, morality and ethics are not worth one or two in front of fists.

"Li Wan, to turn the tide and help the building collapse, I can't do it even if I try my best."

The queen's red lips parted slightly, sadly.

Even if she has a strong will to turn the tide, even if she has all the courage that a dynasty savior should possess.

But times have changed.

In fact, the princes of the court and Gong Gong have been heartbroken, and they have already begun to rot, waiting for the Kyushu Dinghua to fall.

Help who wins.

During the Anshi Rebellion, the Tang Dynasty was exhausted.

She may well be the king of subjugation.

Li Wan is not afraid of being criticized by later generations, not afraid of being nailed to the pillar of historical shame, she is only afraid that the prosperous Tang Dynasty will become a bubble.

The Empress looked out of the window and saw that the sky above her head was always black and gray, as if someone had covered it with a dirty rag.

Can't pull it off no matter what.

The Tang Dynasty, which used to be a dynasty from all countries, is now in a state of ruin, and it is only possible to protect itself.

The Empress paced to the spiritual seat, offered a few incense sticks, and then quietly stared at the portrait.

The first was Emperor Taiwu.

He overthrew the Sui Dynasty and established the Tang Dynasty.

The second is Taizong.

Tian Khan, in the heart of the empress, is only inferior to Qin Shi Huang, and is the only emperor of the ancient times in the history of the Central Plains.

The third is Gaozong.

The real King of Shoucheng, although his personality has been discussed a lot by the people, he created the rule of Yonghui and destroyed Goguryeo and Western Turks.

The Empress paused for a long time before the fourth portrait.

The Great Holy Queen of Zetian!

Since the creation of the world, the only female emperor, she used her solitary courage to imprint an indelible mark on the history books.

She is destined to be a legend. She killed indiscriminately when she was in power, and even lost territory, but she also increased troops in the four towns of Anxi and truly ruled the Western Regions.

"Anxi..." Li Wan murmured, his expression very bitter.

The former glory has long since disappeared, and even the Hexi Corridor is gone. How can there be Anxi?

Those generals on the frontier were far away from their homeland in the Central Plains, and even their bones could not be brought back decades after their death.

"The royal family of the Li family is ashamed of you, and the Jiangshan community has failed you."

The empress skipped the portraits of Tang Zhongzong and Tang Ruizong. The two ancestors lived in the shadow of the great sage Zetian, and they were mediocre and incompetent no matter how they decorated them.

She looked at Xuanzong's portrait.

"Li Longji..." The Empress sighed in her heart.

A large part of the current tragic situation is caused by this ancestor.

The An-Shi Rebellion and the split from the vassal towns completely changed the prosperous age of Kaiyuan and brought the Tang Dynasty to a dead end.

The ancestor Xuanzong undoubtedly had a very gorgeous cover and a splendid text, but unfortunately the ending was so scribbled that Li Wan couldn't bear to read it, and the back cover was covered with dust and dirt.

Looking through the history books, it seems that there are few emperors who have such a huge gap in their lives like Xuanzong——

The prosperous Kaiyuan era he created will surely stand at the top of history, which will amaze future generations.

The An-Shi Rebellion, which could be caused by him, pushed the empire to the abyss of doom.

"One point of credit, nine points of failure, this is the private evaluation of you by the court..."

The Empress paused for a long time, and suddenly said:

"I thought so too!"

Is it unfilial for later generations to criticize their ancestors like this?

But Li Wan really finds it difficult to praise Xuanzong, the tragic state of the people today, the land of Shenzhou that is now being oppressed by the barbarians, and the Central Plains where morals are corrupted and Gangchang is absent.

Mostly because of him!

"Tai Zong, you are alive, can you save the situation?"

Li Wan did not look at the other portraits, but stared at the portrait of Tang Taizong Li Shimin.

No one answered her.

Really?

She didn't know, the answer might be too cruel.

Today's Datang is like a chronically dying patient. It will surely die. It is only a matter of time, but how long can it last?

"Where is the light of hope?"

"Who told me that there is still a Tang Dynasty in the world? How many sons are willing to fight for the Tang Dynasty?"

Li Wan pursed his lips, calmed the sadness in his heart, and slowly left the Imperial Temple.

...

The wind galloped and howled, and thick clouds rolled in.

In the vast and vast desert, the city of Kucha, which has experienced disaster, looks extremely small and lonely.

The only dignified government office in the city was overcrowded at the moment, all of them were scrawny women and children, as well as a few crippled white-haired old men.

The atmosphere was quiet, even depressing.

A map was placed on the table.

In the past sixty years, Qiuci City has found many maps on the corpses of aliens, but it has never been so clear and detailed.

On the blond leader, a map with blood was found.

The smile on the old woman's face gradually stiffened.

Can you imagine?

After 60 years of waiting, she was sure that the Tang Dynasty was still there, and the word "Tang" on the map made her unable to look away.

But when she saw the territory of the Tang Dynasty, she felt a sense of helplessness and sadness soaked through the marrow.

"God, how could this be..."

Countless women cried bitterly, unable to accept the downfall of the Tang Dynasty.

The splendid and prosperous Tang Dynasty, when all the kingdoms came to the dynasty in the past, is now the land of the three states.

The barbarian country dominates the entire Western Regions, and its territory extends to Mobei, fighting against the continent of Shenzhou by itself.

In the dead silence, the old woman wriggled her lips and said with difficulty:

"The Tang Dynasty is still there, and 60 years of perseverance is meaningful."

"But what's so pitiful now!!" A woman blushed and said loudly:

"What in the world is more difficult than our persistence?"

"Sixty years, no reinforcements, I grow my own food, I haven't eaten a piece of cake, and I haven't worn a piece of splendid clothes!"

"Watching the child grow up, watching him die in the city wall, and burying him in the grave with his own hands!"

"In sixty years, with a total of 22,000 Anxi troops, can one surrender or be captured?"

"None of us ever thought about giving up for a moment, why is the Great Tang Dynasty, who came to the dynasty, so down?!"

Choking and crying spread throughout the hall, it was the most unwilling roar in darkness and despair.

She hopes to see a prosperous Tang Dynasty with many soldiers and generals, she hopes to bring the spiritual position back to the Central Plains, and she hopes that the court will send troops to assist Anxi!

But all fantasies are destroyed!

Gu Changan stood in the corner, silent.

The historical process of the previous life has completely changed, and he has become at a loss.

The only constant.

The Tang Dynasty, which once came from all countries, has already suffered from cancer. The cancer cells are spreading wildly, and half of their feet are in the coffin.

"Chang'an, now that there is a map, you can go to Chang'an."

The old woman staggered and walked to Gu Changan's side, holding his hand tightly.

"Don't go." Gu Changan vetoed.

The old woman's face was cold and trembling said:

"Do you want the Anxi army to rest in peace? Anxi, rest in peace!!"

"They just want to let the Chang'an Chaotang know that Anxi has never retreated in 60 years, has never lost Qiuci City in 60 years, and the territory of the Tang Dynasty is still there!"

Gu Changan's throat tightened, but he still refused:

"People are in the city, as soon as I leave, the territory is lost, you..."

He said half of the words, but his attitude was still very strong.

Impossible to leave.

He can still fight, he does not allow himself to fail to do his best, he is afraid of losing the city, and even more afraid of the slaughter of the elderly and the weak.

"Let's go to Chang'an, only you can get out of the endless desert, and only you have the ability to reach Chang'an."

An old woman begged.

She just wanted the child to live.

Everyone knew that Qiuci City would never be saved, and she didn't want this promising child to die.

"Chang'an, let's go, fulfill Anxi's last wish for sixty years, and let the Central Plains know the spirit of Anxi's army."

All the people persuaded one after another, and everyone hoped that Gu Changan would survive and stop following in the footsteps of the white-headed army.

Sixty years is long enough. No matter how long it takes, the reinforcements will not come. Anxi is worthy of the entire Central Plains nation.

Gu Changan looked around and said sincerely:

"Grandparents, Chang'an will not retreat. People are in the city, and defending this territory is my mission and the whole meaning of my life."

The voice just fell.

Pfft!

The old woman fell to her knees.

She was Guo Duhu's widow, nearly eighty years old, but at the moment she knelt down and begged for her.

"Grandma..." Gu Changan panicked, grabbed her shoulders and forcibly lifted her up, and said in a rare rage:

"You can't force me either, guarding this city is my vow when I was ten years old, and it is also twenty years old, or thirty years old or even eighty years old!"

"As long as I don't die, it is impossible to give up Qiuci City, and it is impossible to give up the last piece of territory in the Western Regions of the Central Plains of Shenzhou!"

A sharp voice sounded, the hall was dead silent, and the old woman quietly swallowed the bitterness in her throat.

Why bother.

"I go!"

At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded outside the hall.