Confusion and self-questioning
There were constant curses inside and outside the Lin Guozhaoping City.
The people outside the city were shouting and cursing, saying that the broken barrier was quite thick.
People in the city were cursing, saying that these respected adults did nothing and were actually beaten at their doorsteps.
And he could only passively take the beating!
How long can that broken barrier, older than their great-grandfather, last? Why aren't those people doing anything?!
The people of Lin Country sighed. It was all their fault that they didn't run away in time. Now they could only be trapped in this city and leave everything to fate.
but……
They huddled together, their eyes flickering.
They planned to take advantage of the chaos and run away as soon as the barrier was broken. If they could escape, they would run. If they couldn't, they would kneel on the spot.
Hasn't this been the custom in Lin Country since ancient times?
Who would expect bandits who burn, kill and loot to have any backbone or shame?
Oh, no, maybe there are, but the bandits and robbers in their Lin country don’t have them.
The more prominent one's status, the more he values his life. In normal times, those nobles would try to be amicable when encountering some trivial conflicts. But when they are really forced to do so, they would kneel down faster than anyone else.
The Zhao royal family of Lin State is well aware of this point. When the wall falls, everyone pushes it down, so there is no need to expect anything.
In every corner and house of the city, the people of Lin State ate flatbreads and steamed buns, silently praying for luck.
Just be a little luckier, just be a little luckier and survive, it’s better to live a miserable life than to die a good death——
Even if there was no fighting, those who couldn't run fast and were always lagging behind wouldn't necessarily have it easy.
The suffering is the same.
On those dusty faces, those eyes were sometimes angry, sometimes cruel—
They just want to live.
They don’t know why they are struggling to survive. They have never thought about this question and have no energy to think about it.
The mere thought of death makes me feel panic and fear, yet I instinctively follow the crowd and insist on staying alive.
When the sun rises in the morning, is it death or rebirth?
have no idea.
No need to think about it.
They just need to try their best and get used to it, as this chaotic era is inherently dangerous.
Oh God, oh God, please bring luck and beauty to this land.
This soil is waiting to be cared for.
On the silent memorial.
Three hundred thousand people silently recited and prayed.
Perhaps, tomorrow's sunshine will be very bright.
…………
"Aren't you ready to surrender?!"
Meng Qiyun smiled.
He turned the long sword in his hand swiftly and suddenly pointed it at the city wall in front of him.
The thick white smoke dissipated, and on the tall city wall, everyone's faces were gloomy and ugly.
No words were spoken in response.
Everyone on the city wall wanted to escape, but this barrier was both a protection and a cage. They could not escape and could only fight a final desperate battle.
Go crazy, roar and scream, cry and struggle until the last moment of your life.
The last drop of blood dripped from the fingertips, writing the last inscription of death and rebirth.
Then he fell to the ground, laughing.
“Boom—”
"Bang!!!"
The thick white smoke that obscured the view suddenly echoed with the sound of a barrier shattering—
Clear and crisp.
Harsh and pleasant.
The broken starlight was blown away bit by bit by the wind along with the smoke.
“Haha ...
A huge laugh suddenly broke out.
Many people laughed so hard that tears came to their eyes.
They laughed and roared—
"Then come and fight, come and fight! Kill us all—including your Seventh Prince!!!"
The clouds and mist suddenly dissipated, and the countless sword lights and shadows suddenly stopped.
The people outside the city gradually raised their heads and looked up, their pupils trembling in their wide eyes.
However, it was this little gap of hesitation!
The huge and magnificent city once again raised a layer of water wave barrier!
Through the rippling water barrier, the people outside the city saw that on the city wall...
A figure in white was escorted here.
Thin and frail.
She raised her dark eyes, gray and lifeless.
…………
distance.
In the darkness of the night, the rustling sounds gradually turned into the earth-shaking "bang bang bang" of countless iron hooves galloping.
“Aa ...
A scream suddenly pierced the darkness.
Tall figures rushed out of the darkness, "Bang, bang, bang, bang—" They ran away, almost at a loss as to where to go.
Several young men from the Lian family, who were protected by personal soldiers, cried and fled on horseback.
Behind them, a large group of soldiers were chasing closely.
The iron-black armor and the tall, fierce black horse made them look like some legendary underworld soldiers.
With a murderous and cold aura, it attacked like a poisonous snake.
The young men of the Lian family cried bitterly, and from time to time they let out a long, ghostly cry in the wind.
“Aa ...
However, they ran faster and faster, and several times they almost got rid of the group of ghosts behind them.
The ghost raised his longbow, and whoosh—a rain of arrows fell from the sky.
The invisible barrier blocked all the arrows.
The young men of the Lian family had tears in their eyes, huddled down, and looked pitiful.
"Young lady, hold on a little longer!"
The personal guard anxiously comforted him.
The young men from the Lian family didn't say anything, but pouting and crying.
The next moment, someone shouted in surprise—
"Don't hold on, they're coming!"
Everyone was cheered up.
Ahead, figures on horseback suddenly emerged from the darkness, and the young men being protected cried out with tears in their eyes:
“Ah! Here it comes!”
Behind them, a large group of murderous soldiers were chasing them.
The fleeing troops from both sides looked at each other, passed each other by, and rushed towards the large group of troops in front.
They shouted in the darkness with high morale—
“Hit him!”
“Kill!”
"Beat him!"
"My reinforcements will beat you all down today!!!"
The young men and their personal soldiers dispersed like fish in water, dashing among the tall ghostly shadows, swords in their hands, slashing at anyone they saw.
——The roars turned the world upside down on both sides, creating a chaotic mess of anger.
"Come on, come on! I'm going to chop you and your reinforcements together!"
The Lian family's personal soldiers roared.
The troops of both sides collided with each other with a "bang", and they were stabbed one after another. In an instant, both sides were entangled in a blood-thirsty killing spree.
The young men who had stirred up the muddy water still had tears on their faces, their teeth bared in laughter, and they shouted amidst the roars—
"My reinforcements are here, why don't you surrender now!!"
This immediately caused the soldiers on both sides to curse each other.
"The soldiers of Yu Country, huh?! You'll pay the price for interfering. If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
"Who are you afraid of? You keep fighting and fighting, why are you so arrogant? In the end, no one knows who will die!"
The young men of the Lian family immediately burst into laughter.
Amidst the earth-shaking roar, everyone teleported away without hesitation.
Only two groups of soldiers were left fighting each other in anger.
Just at this moment, the sky in the distance suddenly became bright.
…………
Zhao Pingcheng.
The darkness faded little by little, and turned white rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the cool breeze, large swathes of white clouds, some thin and some thick, rolled around.
The large group of soldiers and horses outside the city froze, and it was the generals who froze.
Her messy black hair flew in the wind, her white dress fluttered, and her layered sleeves fluttered, rustling in the wind...
On her pale face, the pair of eyes that were raised were dark and empty.
However, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.
She looked at the morning light spreading high in the sky in the distance, smiling slightly, and the aura around her was soft and gentle... peaceful.
peaceful.
Almost everyone who saw this scene had these two words unconsciously popping up in their minds.
It is the tranquility of a night with a full moon hanging high in the sky, and the tranquility of a rising sun that is not dazzling.
It is soft and gentle to the extreme, with a hint of sadness and a hint of hope, strangely intertwined and harmonious.
——She is laughing.
She was actually laughing.
The hazy skylight spread and fell on the figure in white. The white clothes seemed to be emitting a faint glow, ethereal and illusory.
She smiled happily.
His smile made his empty eyes sparkle.
have a look.
look.
Just as she had expected, she knew with absolute certainty that she would see the light of day again.
But I can't be sure.
Is it death or rebirth?
What is it? Jiang Jingmang's face was filled with a warm smile. He lowered his head slightly and looked at the large group of soldiers and flags spreading into the distance below the city wall.
What is it?
Instead of asking others, it is better to ask yourself what you are actually thinking about.
Jiang Jingmang chuckled, his eyes half closed.
Under the city wall.
Everyone in the North looked up, their pupils trembling, perhaps because of the glare of the setting sun.
Your Highness...Your Highness...
The buzzing sound in everyone's ears was so loud that it almost drowned out the sound of the wind and the pounding of their hearts.
The same thought echoed in their minds -
Your Highness.
Come here, Your Highness.
Any prince, come and make the decision.
Even the Marquis of Pingjiang was frozen in place. They had thought about what tricks the Lin Kingdom would use, and they had also thought about... how to deal with it.
But it shouldn't be when there's no His Royal Highness present.
Their minds were in a state of confusion, and they even wanted to call Prince Huai over from behind.
That Princess Changsheng is elusive and only appears when she wants to. No one else can find her at all.
On the city wall, everyone witnessed this scene and laughed wildly.
Under the city wall, the soldiers besieging the city from behind were unconsciously affected by the atmosphere and felt helpless and slightly anxious.
In this strange atmosphere, Meng Shuangfu suddenly took a step forward.
The shyness that had always been on her face disappeared. She looked up at the figure in white high above her with a calm expression and slowly opened her mouth.
"Frost Float."
Pingjiang Hou suddenly called her.
Meng Shuangfu paused and looked back.
Marquis Pingjiang didn't look at her, but just said, "Let you decide." Then he turned away.
Meng Shuangfu was quiet for a while, then suddenly a faint smile appeared on her face, and she replied obediently, "Yes."
My Lord...I'm probably still sad because of what happened to the Crown Prince back then.
When the two armies were fighting and were about to force them into despair, evidence of the prince of Pingjiang Marquis collaborating with the enemy was exposed.
There was no time to think about these things at that time. Marquis Pingjiang... beheaded the prince on the spot and led his troops in a desperate fight.
Only after the war did Pingjiang Hou collect evidence to prove the prince's innocence.
Since then, Pingjiang Hou suddenly became able to judge the situation and became cautious.
Beside him, Meng Qiyun lowered his head slightly, his face expressionless, his eyes cold.
Meng Shuangfu is the guiding star of the north.
If no one makes a decision, then let him be the bad guy!
Zhaoping City.
The imperial guards formed a long line behind the city gate.
In a dilapidated corner, a figure was crouching, looking up at the top of the city wall, where only a white sleeve could be vaguely seen.
Jiaoxi held onto the pillar with both hands, frowning and unconsciously clenching his teeth.
Seventh Prince...
She followed them all the way, but the escorts kept a close watch on them, leaving her with no chance to rob them and escape.
Only at this time...
If we don’t take action now, there will be no possibility!
Thinking of this, Jiaoxi spread out his hands, stared at the sky with his eyes, and rushed out with all his strength.
“Bang!”
She suddenly tightened her right hand, and the whole person who was stepping on air was instantly pulled into the house behind.
In front, several guards suddenly turned their heads.
Inside a dilapidated house.
"I didn't realize that you, Miss Jiaojiao, are such a desperate person."
Lady Fu, dressed in a neat and simple robe, glanced at her in surprise and said.
"But, but there is no chance..."
Jiaoxi said anxiously.
Lady Fu laughed out loud, "What's the point of you going? You'll be hacked to death right away."
She looked at the girl in front of her, her tone full of amazement:
"You are so loyal and kind. Even the people outside the city would probably give up on her. Are you going to be buried with her?"
Jiaoxi instantly quieted down, pursed her lips, and stood there with a troubled look on her face.
Although what Empress Fu said was unpleasant, it was the truth. The Seventh Prince's worth simply couldn't make her be chosen at this time.
"Miss Jiaojiao, don't be silly." Lady Fu said, "It's not easy for anyone to live to this day, so who is luckier than who?"
She chuckled, a tone that seemed both mocking and helpless. "Just watch quietly from here. When chaos breaks out, don't worry about anyone else and run as fast as you can."
Jiaoxi lowered her head and did not move. After a moment, she uttered a muffled "hmm".
Outside the city wall.
Meng Qiyun's eyes suddenly became firm, he raised his head and opened his mouth——
"boom!!!"
Fire rained down from the sky.
In an instant, burning gaps of various sizes appeared on the huge water wave barrier.
"It's like paper, it breaks with a single poke. What are you bluffing about?"
A scattered voice suddenly sounded in the sky.
The pupils of the people on the city wall suddenly shrank, and they subconsciously defended and hid quickly.
The person who was escorting the figure in white also subconsciously wanted to run away in panic.
He tentatively moved his body left and right, then suddenly seemed to remember something. He stood firm and moved his sword closer to the neck of the white-clothed figure.
call--
A hand suddenly grabbed his head and twisted it fiercely.
"Bang!"
The long sword fell to the ground.
In the rain of fire, among the fleeing figures, on the city wall, the thin figure in white stood quietly.
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