The whole sect is reborn

When Ling's mother was in a coma, Ling Junqian was sitting next to Ling's mother expressionlessly, still turning a Mo Gong lock in his hand. The lock made a rhythmic clicking sound, and the maid serving beside him couldn't bear it when she saw this.

Sadness comes from this. The world is so chaotic. It is said that there is already a famine in the prosperous Jiangnan Road. Those hungry people are fleeing everywhere, forming a wave of fleeing from famine. Wherever they pass, everyone is in danger. In the troubled times, only Ling Ling

The border gate protected by the family is a place where people can thrive. But now that the storm is raging, is it possible that the last peaceful place in Dayang no longer exists?

Awakened by the clicking sound in her ears, Ling's mother opened her eyes and looked at the bloody clothes that belonged to the third son brought back from the battlefield in the maid's hands, as well as the confused youngest son, and couldn't help but feel sad. Although she had a third son

Two daughters, but each child is his or her own heart. The death of the third son is like cutting out a piece of one's own flesh. How could it not hurt?

Stretching out his hand, people around him were shocked to find that his mistress, who was over fifty but had taken good care of herself, had several obvious wrinkles on her smooth face, and her black hair had many gray hairs!

At that moment, some confidants couldn't help but cover their mouths and choked up. The mistress...

Ling's mother waved her hand, then hugged the clothes that exuded a strong smell of blood into her arms, and then waved away everyone, making a sound of pain.

"...my son..."

Ling Junqian was watching this scene from the side, as if he didn't understand anything, but he remained motionless and refused to follow the maids out.

After a while, Ling's mother raised her head from the bloody clothes, and then looked in the direction of the capital with an expressionless face. The flames of revenge danced in her eyes.

"Jun'er, you have to know that this is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster! It is a sign of the collapse of the country! The soldiers are fighting to the death outside the house to kill the enemy, but the princes and grandsons turn a deaf ear to it for their own selfish desires, and even add fuel to the fire! I, the Ling family,

, will definitely die for the sake of thousands of people in Yangguo, but the royal family of Yangguo is unforgivable, their crimes are extremely heinous, and they must be punished by God!"

“Click, click, click—”

Ling Junqian still didn't speak, but the Mo Gongsuo in his hand did not stop for a moment, crackling and turning. It was as if he was responding to Ling's mother's words.

Ling's mother didn't pay much attention to her youngest son's reaction. She just looked in the direction of the imperial capital, with a flash of hatred in her eyes, and then her eyes were full of worry when she looked back at the battlefield.

Her third son is brave and good at fighting. He has been taken by her husband to fight since he was a child. It is not her boast that the child is superb in martial arts and invincible on the battlefield. But who would have thought that such a third son could actually fight under the protection of the family soldiers.

Death on the battlefield only shows that this war is more difficult than she thought.

This is also true. Ling's mother waited at home day and night, but none of the men who went out to fight came back. Either they were still fighting the enemy, or they had died in the battle. Later, even her forty-year-old

My sister-in-law actually wants to go into battle!

"Aren't you just fooling around? You are already forty, not a young man anymore. What will the children do if something happens to you when you go to the battlefield?"

The sister-in-law of the Ling family gave a bitter smile, and her old face showed a faint hint of fatigue. This was because she was tired. Three of her five sons had died in battle, one had both legs cut off, and now only one is left intact.

Xiaowu is here. But Xiaowu is only eight years old! How can he go to the battlefield?

"Sister-in-law, if I don't go, should I let Xiaowu go? That child has been weak since he was a child and can't even hold a knife. But thanks to this, I can leave a bloodline for my husband."

The husband of the sister-in-law of the Ling family had already died in the war before March.

When Ling's mother heard this, she was silent for a long time, with broken crystals flashing in her eyes.

"I think of this time a year ago, our children were gathering together to play and make a lot of noise. At that time, I just felt a headache. Now, even hearing their noisy voices has become...

Extravagant hope..."

The sister-in-law of the Ling family sighed, and looked at Ling Junqian who was expressionless on the side, as if she was immersed in her own world, and felt even more distressed.

Not only do I feel sorry for this child, I also feel sorry for my sister-in-law. I have a deep understanding of how difficult it is to raise a different child. My sister-in-law has really worked hard over the years.

After a brief greeting, the sister-in-law of the Ling family also went to the battlefield.

From then on, in addition to taking care of the housework and arranging food and logistics for the Ling family army, Ling's mother also had another habit. In her rare spare time, she always burned incense and prayed for blessings under the plane tree in Ling Junqian's yard. Although the war was

It was tragic, but it continued. Ling's mother burned more and more incense ashes, and in the end they even accumulated into a small mound.

While Ling's mother was doing this, Ling Junqian was sitting on the side, as if she was still immersed in her own world, but Ling's mother never paid attention, it always talked to Ling Junqian about something,

Most of them were quietly watching the young children playing with their toys and listening to the rustle of the leaves in the wind with a gentle smile.

Later, the war situation gradually improved. Even though the enemy had a numerical advantage, the Ling family's army had a geographical advantage and the Ling family's fierce and fearless generals were able to reverse the situation. The survivors of the Ling family were gradually able to return home.

Come and see, Ling’s mother’s face is smiling more and more.

Just when everyone thought things had improved, Emperor Dayang suddenly issued an imperial edict. He actually reached a consensus with the enemy country and wanted peace talks!

The first requirement of the enemy country's peace talks is to hand over all the living males over ten years old in the Ling family.

If this is all handed over to the enemy, what good can there be? They will definitely be killed!

This edict is nonsense and ridiculous. This edict was read directly by angels on the city wall in front of everyone. The people in the border town who heard it were so angry that they wanted to kill all the angels!

No matter how angry the Ling family was, they couldn't help but feel warm in their hearts when they saw the people under their rule supporting them so much. Even for these people, they couldn't let Dayang be invaded by the enemy!

However, at this moment, the enemy generals on the opposite side came out to make a noise.

"If you don't hand over the heads of the Ling family within three days, when the border city is destroyed in the future, we will be waiting to slaughter the city!"

"Yes! It's time to massacre the city! Massacre the city, massacre the city!"

It is said that the enemy country is a country where people drink hair and drink blood, and massacres of cities are not unheard of. Seeing that the people of Dayang were threatened and frightened by the enemy country, the Ling family was extremely angry when they saw this. Ling's father even bent his bow and arrow to kill the person who spoke.

The man's crown and feathers were shot off, and he stood proudly on the city wall and shouted angrily.

"Abbott, you are just a child with a dirty mouth, but you dare to be so arrogant in front of me! When I roamed the grassland, you were not born yet! Stop sowing discord here! The people of my border town swear not to be slaves to the subjugation of the country!"