Taiping Order

Chapter 518 Chen Dingye’s final chapter (please ask for monthly votes)

When asked this question, it seemed to have a sense of heaviness that could not be described in words. Chen Wenmian's palm paused, and his energy spread continuously.

Chen Wenmian was already at the peak of the seventh level. His mind was shaking and his breath dissipated. The fishing rod standing beside him trembled.

The silk threads hanging from the fishing rod swayed slightly, causing ripples.

The ripples swept across the entire lake in an instant.

Li Guanyi looked at Chen Wenmian in front of him with a gentle expression. According to common sense, according to the wishes of this magnificent general trend, it was necessary for Chen Wenmian to end all hatred himself, but it was precisely because it was Chen Wenmian that Li Guanyi was very proud. Worry.

Chen Wenmian has a gentle personality and extraordinary tenacity.

He is suitable to be a teacher, a scholar who reads quietly, and a guest who drinks tea next to him when scholars say that the world is magnificent and the mountains and rivers are magnificent. He lifts up his spear, rides a war horse, and walks into the world.

Fate always forces people to a path they are unwilling to take.

What Chen Dingye did was unforgivable, but in the past ten years, he was Chen Wenmian's father. When he was young, Chen Wenmian always yearned for the back of that father.

At that time, he practiced martial arts and studied, hoping to truly gain his father's recognition.

Now that the turbulent times are surging, he wants to kill Chen Dingye with his own hands.

Is it too cruel for such a gentle person?

Li Guan looked at him with a look of unbearable expression.

Chen Wenmian was silent for a long time, and Li Guan let out a sigh of relief. He was not used to doing such things. He fought to the death by himself. When he walked before everyone, he almost didn't think about it, but when he took care of others' soft hearts, he was a little clumsy. Now.

If Murong Qiushui said, it would be clumsy like a tabby cat playing with a ball of thread.

Li Guanyi felt that he was not very comfortable, so he scratched his temples, and then picked his hair, saying, "Chen Dingye is about to be attacked, so Qin attacked Chen. According to common sense, I should take you to that small city with you. , go to the last battle to destroy Chen."

"But he was your father after all."

"You can't go to this last battle."

Chen Wenmian said, "I can't ignore it."

Li Guanyi said: "Is it your own intention to go, or everything you have experienced, your morals and ideas, or the words of everyone around you, all this tells you that you must not go?"

Chen Wenmian opened his mouth and couldn't speak for a moment.

Li Guanyi looked at Chen Wenmian who was silent in front of him, and stood up. Li Guanyi pressed his palm on Chen Wenmian's shoulder and said, "Of course, you are the son of King Shenwu. According to common sense in the world, you should be brave and should Go and fight against enemies."

"But, people are common sense, what do people think you should do? And what about?"

"Does the world think what you want to do really matter?"

Chen Wenmian was stunned and subconsciously raised his head.

Li Guanyi said softly:

"Fate is cruel and ruthless, I will give you my choice."

Li Guanyi looked at the gentle young man, turbulent times and ambitions, but this magnificent thing fell down and could not be looked at carefully. If you look closely, it would be so cruel. Chen Wenmian's tragedy began with Dan Tai Xianming's ruthless plan. .

Dan Tai Xianming even used his daughter as a bargaining chip to guide Chen Dingye, who was still young at that time, and led to his extreme and persistent desire in his heart. I don’t know if it was Chen Dingye’s own ambition or Dan Tai Xianming’s method.

Or, both are available.

This led to the past tragedy of Li Guanyi and Chen Wenmian.

And Dan Tai Xianming's ruthlessness comes from the killing in troubled times.

Li Guanyi has gradually been able to reconcile with him.

What Chen Wenmian carries is actually heavier than Li Guanyi.

His most respected grandfather personally guided his father to indulge in desires and ambitions in the first half of his life, and then created a complete tragedy. During the more than ten years of princely career in front of Chen Wenmian, his father was cold to him and his mother couldn't bear it. Touch him.

And Dan Tai Xianming, who was the best for him, personally taught him to be a gentle gentleman, the grandfather who was like a teacher and the most reliable elder.

It was the person who designed and guided his life's tragedy with his own hands.

My biological father was exiled as a traitor at that time.

When he had his biological father, it was the moment when he used to cherish everything and collapse.

He lost everything he had in the past ten years, his biological mother, his thoughtful father and his cherished grandfather, said goodbye to everything, picked up his spear and stepped into the chaotic world.

Now, his biological father, Chi Cheng, died on the battlefield, his mother burned himself under the palace wall, and his grandfather, the culprit, committed suicide for his own strategy.

He came to this life.

The only person who is persistent is Chen Dingye.

An enemy, a former father.

If Chen Wenmian, who is still a gentle man, finally held the sword himself and cut off the last connection in life, Li Guanyi felt very reluctant, but for such a huge decision, he was not qualified to replace Chen Wenmian. Make it.

He just looked at this friend, general, and said:

“The world always teaches people to be brave.”

"But, occasionally cowardly is not a mistake."

"Don't be constrained by the eyes of the world, nor do you. You are bound by the reputation of King Shenwu. You can do whatever you want in your life. It doesn't matter if you don't go to this last battle."

Li Guan patted Chen Wenmian on the shoulder and stood up and left.

Chen Wenmian sat here quietly. He seemed to have not noticed Li Guanyi's departure. Xiao Wuliang was outside. Seeing Li Guanyi coming out alone, he stood up, and looked at the place where Han Lake was worried and said, "...General. ”

Li Guanyi said, "Let him think about it for himself."

"Only he should make such a big decision."

Xiao Wuliang was silent for a long time and nodded.

As soon as Li Guan left, Chen Wenmian sat here alone for a day and a night.

Sitting withered, sitting in a daze, thinking about random things.

He thought of the things he was young, how he got along with Chen Dingye, and the teachings of Dan Tai Xianming that after his mother touched him, he would go back and wash his hands constantly, rub his hands and turn red, almost breaking his skin.

Decisive...

Chen Wenmian breathed out.

He stretched out his hand, gently brushed the Canglang Blade inserted beside him, his fingers swept across the cold steel, with a special touch, and his eyes reflected on the sharp blade, Chen Wenmian muttered to himself, road:

"That's how things are, there are actually not many choices..."

Dan Tai Xianming guided and Chen Dingye implemented it.

His fate in the first ten years was ultimately bound by silk thread.

But even if you have already come out, you will still be affected by various other things.

In the chaotic times, there are too many so-called difficulties, so-called temporary choices, and there are too many things to regret. If everything is discovered, everything will be unclear, and this person's life fate is like thousands of knots.

Chen Wenmian held the fingers one after another and held the Canglang Blade.

The magic weapon roared, and a stream of solemn aura shook around. Chen Wenmian's hair was raised, he held the magic weapon tightly, and slowly pulled out the weapon inserted into the ground. The energy scattered and flowed like a strong wind. Chen Wenmian's eyes were as quiet as iron.

Right and wrong, grudges, some right and wrong, some hatred, and some true feelings.

Is he full of resentment, murderous intent towards Chen Dingye, or is he mixed with his desire and admiration for more than ten years of youth?

So what about Chen Dingye to him?

Grandpa Dan Tai Xianming treated him as a completely ruthless pawn.

He still regarded it as his own projection, a chess player and a poisonous man who could stay in history, but he truly cultivated his chess piece into a gentle gentleman who is both civil and military.

Chen Dingye, Dan Tai Xianming, mother, father, and countless others, treat him with guilt, hatred, ruthlessness as a chess piece, or even as a chess piece, he tried his best to teach him to be what he longed for. value it.

Love, hate, love, hatred.

They have been entangled together for a long time and cannot tell the difference.

This human affairs cannot be clearly distinguished.

That's it—

It’s better to cut off with one move!

The blade was pulled out of the ground, trembling and making a steely howl.

The low moan of the wolf shook all over the world. Chen Wenmian pulled out the wolf blade. The aftermath swept across the cold lake. In an instant, countless cracks appeared on the frozen lake surface. Then, with loud noises, it sank down toward the bottom, and the water waves splashed. Shoot out, bursting like clouds.

Chen Wenmian brushed his palm across the blade of the magic weapon and whispered:

"This lineage has been ridiculous for more than twenty years."

"I should cut off Da Chen's last fate myself."

"This conspiracy, this deceit, this passion, this heroic intention, this fucking, this passion..."

"Who else is qualified except me?"

"Who else should I end it all."

Chen Wenmian's eyes drooped down and he said softly: "Maybe you can choose to be weak, but such a thing is not a good thing and you can't bother others."

When Qin King Li Guanyi personally led his troops to attack Chen Dingye, the young general Chen Wenmian, also rode a divine horse and led the Canglang Guard. He stood outside Zhenbei City for a night, and the moonlight dispersed. He left snow-like frost marks on his body.

Chen Wenmian said softly:

"I'd like to be the striker."

This is his decision.

He is also a hero who gallops in troubled times.

…………

The second genius general in the world, the unparalleled Qin King, personally led his army to attack a small city with only 10,000 people left to defend the city. This city has been besieged by Fan Qing, a rare commander in the Qilin Army for a long time in advance. , morale is sluggish.

There is actually no need to think about the number of winners and loses.

Li Guanyi rode a divine horse, and lies on his shoulders, before the troops.

The soldiers guarding the city had already had a very low morale. When they saw the King of Qin, the second largest in the world, the ninth largest peak in the world, the southwest king Duan Qingyu, and the former crown prince Chen Wenmian appeared together.

The flags of famous generals in the world are like clouds and mist rolling around, locking the city.

Locked the national destiny of Dachen.

These famous generals gave their respect and respect to the destruction of a country.

Li Guan lifted the weapon in his hand and pointed it forward. His breath surged and soared into the sky. His voice spread all over the world under the aura of a great master, saying, "Everyone, the world is in chaos, the country is in chaos. , it will die today."

"I should be the arrow."

"wind!"

The army from all directions of the city took a step forward half a step in an orderly manner. They were wearing different armors. They came from different places in the world. They even had different ethnic groups, but they raised their weapons at this moment. They were so proud, so pious and fanatical.

They were neat and shouted:

"wind."

"Raging wind!"

The courageous and murderous aura soared into the sky.

At the gate of the Western city, the phoenix of Xiyi City soared into the sky, slowly hovering in a golden military soul flame, bursting out a long roar. Li Zhaowen of Xiyi City led the army to Western-inspired mysterious armor.

At the northern city gate, the ninth one of the eight gods in the world, Yue Qianfeng, the ninth one of the eight gods in the world, the red dragon slowly circled, making a low dragon roar. Behind it are the top corps in the world, the Yue family's heavy cavalry, and the Beiwei Army.

At the southern city gate, Chen Wenmian held the Cang Wolf Blade in his hand.

The roaring sound of the wolf rose into the sky. Li Guanyi held the weapon, Fan Qing behind the left, but Ye Buyi was still there on the right. Zhou Liuying, the two men, went out for themselves and for their relatives. The army spirits of the four directions soared into the sky. Chisel through.

Li Guan turned the battle halberd in his hand and pointed ahead.

What he saw in front of him was the city, the self who broke through the city and fled out of the world nearly ten years ago, and the journey of 100,000 people behind him, and he finally spoke and spit out a word:

"attack!"

The fire kilin jumped down from his shoulders. When it was leaping down, the blue and golden red lights changed at the same time, and it changed in an instant. The fire kilin just rolled in the air and turned into a real kilin posture. .

He roared with his head held high, and the golden red light burst out in his mouth.

Taking a deep breath, a pillar of flame light wrapped around it with pale blue marks stormed **** the city gate.

The fire qilin's accumulated fire attack was in confronting the defensive military formation that was barely arranged in this city. At this moment, he still led the army to resist. The Chen State Jinwu Guard and the last Jinwu Guard General Wang Yunqi's eyes were bloodshot. .

"Stop, block!!"

Fire Kirin's offensive gradually eased.

Wang Yunqi saw that after the Qilin fire, the King of Qin slowly raised the battle halberd in his hand. On the battle halberd of the Double Moon Blade, the aura flowed, making a roar like a dragon and a tiger, unknown, the colors of iron and blood. It turned into a fire, soaring into the sky, leaving behind a desperate afterimage in Wang Yunqi's eyes.

The terrifying flames above the battle halberd were accumulating momentum and paused.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Then it fits the entire army's military power and is surging and magnificent.

Cut down hard!

The King of Qin personally led his army, holding a divine weapon, combined with the move of the 100,000 troops, the Qilin's military soul roared into the sky, and the moment he rushed forward, it turned into a black and red flame, turning into an arc.

This ink arc is like the moon in the sky, falling on the ground.

The city gate that had been reinforced many times was severely destroyed.

A city with only tens of thousands of troops, without sufficient troops, no famous generals, and no luck formation to protect the city, the city gates in all directions were almost broken at the same time, the rumbling sound stirred the four directions, and the entire city was trembling violently. .

The changes in all directions can be seen in the courtyard in the center of the city.

Yan Chen pursed his lips and saw the rising smoke and dust, the solemn and fierce military aura, he lowered his eyes and looked at the Confucian scholar's sword on his waist. Even the Confucian scholar's sword was matched by the Confucian scholar, At this time, it was still trembling violently.

It is stimulated by evil spirits and guided by murderous intent.

Yan Chen held his own sword.

Chen Dingye sat there, calmly and said, "Has the enemy been killed? Master Yan Chen, what do you see?"

Yan Chen said with a gentle and gentle voice: "The army in all directions are all the first-class strong soldiers in the contemporary era, and all the corpses led by them are the first-class generals."

Chen Dingye said, "Who are there?"

Yan Chen looked at the rolling flags and said the names of these famous generals one by one. When he heard Chen Wenmian, Chen Dingye said, "Very good, he is here..."

Yan Chen looked at Chen Dingye in front of him.

Chen Dingye was almost dead. His white hair was tied into the king's crown. He held the sword and was calm. Yan Chen didn't know that the emperor of Chen knew that his former crown prince came to kill him. What mood?

This city is not big.

It can even be said that it is very weak.

The troops from all directions were unable to enter them all. The last Jinwu Guard of Chen State fulfilled their duties, tens of thousands of Jinwu Guards fought to the death without surrender. These imperial guards had many connections with the royal family of Chen State, and everything about them. It determines them in the past era.

Qilin Army held back, but found that these Jinwu Guards in Chen State had red eyes and swung their swords to the death. Even if they were injured, they refused to put down their swords. There was a Jinwu Guard Captain who once fought side by side with Qilin Army on the grassland. .

The battle was fierce at this moment. He fell to the ground with wounds. Seeing that the Qilin Army was coming to remove his weapons, the prisoner went to the rear for healing, but he ran his head crazy and knocked the Qilin Army down with his head. He staggered up and held his own knife.

He gasped and stood in the alley, with no one behind him.

In front is the Qilin Army wearing heavy armor and holding swords and shields.

He gasped and said loudly, "Come on!"

"What hand do you keep!"

"Are you a fool?? You still hold on the battlefield. Be careful to die on the battlefield. Then there will be nothing, and you won't take action!"

The soldiers of the Qilin Army held the knife. The palms of their hands holding the knife were clenched tightly, their fingers were green and white, but they couldn't make any moves. The Jinwu Guard's captain panted and staggered, tearing off the Jinwu Guard's sleeves and bleeding profusely. Arms tied up.

He was stabbed in the arm, his tendons and veins broke, and his fingers kept trembling.

He held the hilt of the knife with his trembling right hand.

Then, using his powerful left hand at this moment, he held his trembling right hand, held the knife, and there was a king behind him, but there was no comrade behind him, and then pointed the blade forward and aimed at the countless elite heavy armor.

He lowered his body, acted in a desperate position in the battle, his voice hoarse, and said loudly:

"The Great Chen Jinwu Guard, the Longwu Army recorded the military, Luo Xingyi!"

"Rebellion ahead, don't step forward!"

Yue Qianfeng's expression became solemn. Looking at his comrades who had been galloping on the battlefield with them before, he held the weapon and suddenly spoke, "Qilin Army!"

The voice of the **** general was rough but solemn: "Send me a gift to my comrades."

Luo Xingyi, who was lying down as a desperate gesture, grinned and charged forward. The Qilin Army opened the bow and crossbow in his hand, and Yue Qianfeng, the ninth **** general in the world, personally held the battle halberd and prepared his momentum.

He said, "Attack!!"

In an instant, the roar of the bow string was like a bird flapping its wings.

Luo Xingyi looked at the streaming light slashed out by the divine general, and the knife that slashed out from the Jinwu Guard broke in an instant, then rotated and flew over the top of his head, hovered, and inserted heavily into the ground.

Luo Xingyi staggered two steps and fell to the front.

Death in battle.

Yue Qianfeng held the weapon, breathing a little heavy, and hit the wall with a punch.

"Troubled times, troubled times!"

Unreasonable.

Each other has no difficulties, no use.

A city, hand-to-hand combat.

Since ancient times, the elite troops have lost 30% of the troops' morale to be unstable.

The Jinwu Guards of Chen State fought to the point where they all died. They waved their swords and soldiers wearing golden armor fell to different places. They stood in front of the enemy and the king, and they were obviously just the most ordinary brick and stone floor in an ordinary small town.

The blood of the brave and harsh men became the jade stairs to meet the king.

Ten thousand Jinwu Guards, from the generals to the guards, all died in battle.

He threw himself forward and never turned back.

It was extremely tragic and it was the funeral of the country.

Chen's death cannot be slaughtered.

Li Guanyi was silent. Famous generals from all over the world surrounded the small courtyard and broke the wall. A **** sat in front of the wall, holding a knife in his hand. He had already been hit by an arrow, gasping for breath, his face pale, and his vitality gradually faded. .

Chen Wenmian rushed into it first and met Chen Dingye.

Chen Dingye's eyes could not see the objects, and the color and texture were like wood and stone. His white hair fell down behind his shoulders. He held the sword and sat cross-legged there. Many famous generals in front surrounded this emperor.

Chen Wenmian looked at him, his destiny, his former father, and his enemies.

Chen Dingye stood up, leaned on the sword in both hands, and said contemptuously: "Are you all here?"

"Then let it go!"

Qiongqi and the poisonous dragon roared into the sky.

Phoenix, red dragon, sling, wolf, tiger, black panther, many represent the breath of the first-class and above contemporary generals soared into the sky, making this place a stern battlefield. Chen Dingye personally fought with his sword.

How could he be the opponent of so many famous generals?

Many famous generals who were in front of the battle took action to expose their unwillingness. Fan Qing's experience and Yue Qianfeng's unwillingness, Chen Dingye's body showed sword scars, blood flowed out, and his breath gradually weakened.

But there was a familiar aura in the angry shout.

Chen Dingye seemed to remember the sounds that lasted for a long time.

Chen Wenmian held the Canglang Blade, and he asked Li Guanyi to let him finish everything with his own hands, so Li Guanyi did not take action. Behind Chen Wenmian, the Canglang Dharma image exploded. He held the Canglang Blade, looking at the white-haired and in a mess. Emperor Chen.

He could not even recognize Chen Wenmian's mood, but his eyes were red.

“It’s time to end…”

"Chen Dingye!"

There seemed to be a trace of tears in the corner of his eyes.

Canglang's voice soared into the sky and slashed heavily. At this moment, Chen Dingye, who had just staggered, seemed to have returned to the peak after practicing the forbidden exercises. He changed his figure in an instant, raised his hand and grasped Canglang's blade.

However, taking this move will lead to a loss of defense in the rear.

Behind Chen Dingye, the weapons of Fan Qing, Yue Qianfeng and others have fallen down heavily.

Tear the vitality and pierce Chen Dingye's body.

Blood was dripping.

Chen Wenmian looked at Chen Dingye. Chen Dingye grabbed the weapon tightly, with a trace of arc on the corner of his mouth. His eyes, which had been completely destroyed by Fei Du, looked ahead, but he seemed to have a look of contempt.

Suddenly, Chen Wenmian's body was pulled closer by this terrifying force, and Chen Dingye was clearly seen.

Chen Dingye tried his best to do his best.

Lift your feet.

He kicked Chen Wenmian in the chest. He tried his best to breathe and the last thunderous blood. He kicked the seventh-level **** generals out of here and landed heavily on the ground. Chen Dingye took The Canglang blade was inserted into the ground, looking down on the arrogant and said lightly:

"Everyone can kill me, I can die at the hands of anyone."

"But absolutely cannot, die at your hands!"

This was Chen Dingye's desire - Chen Wenmian, who lost his biological father, lost his mother and grandfather, and killed himself with his own hands, would have no weaknesses, but thinking about it at this moment, this idea is really boring.

Too boring.

Chen Wenmian coughed violently and struggled. Seeing Chen Dingye turning indifferently, **** Sili struggled and closed the door. In the end, Chen Wenmian just saw Chen Dingye's calm eyes.

Just live in this world with regrets that you can't kill me and the gratitude that you didn't kill me after all.

If you kill me and attack Jiang Su, you will lose the reason to survive. Dan Tai Xianming, why did you really teach you a gentleman?

Chen Dingye's eyes were pitch black, and he was 'looking' at the child in his memory.

He didn't get close to touch the child.

Just watching.

He let go of the Canglang Blade in his hand, turned around, and walked away.

The spine is straight.

Emperor Chen took a step by step, and blood was everywhere behind his feet.

He mixed into the blood of bravery who sacrificed the death of a country.

"My head level is enough to get the best reward in the world."

Chen Huang swept his sleeves, and there was a sense of ferocity in his blood-stained sleeves. He sat on the most ordinary stone in the courtyard of the small town, with a plain and arrogant voice, facing the world and the famous generals in front of him. He said lightly:

"Come."

"With you, the founding Duke."

(End of this chapter)