Chapter 50 The Wind and Clouds Resurreation

The south gate of the city.

The high and heavy shield wall is still strong. Dark red blood oozes from the wooden texture on the surface of the first and second shield walls. The two shield walls bite the bodies of tens of thousands of vigorously riding and the iron armor, which seems to have been bitten. A magnificent ride! This is the heavy cavalry emperor who has frightened the southern people for hundreds of years. Now the bodies of tens of thousands of vigorous horses are held in the mouth of the dragon like prey! And the person who controls the dragon stands on the towering building, like an eternal mountain, wearing the moon and starlight on his shoulders!

General Zhentian still looks so indifferent, as if it was not him who killed so many magnificent riders in one fell swoop! Such great achievements will undoubtedly be rewarded by the emperor, but General Zhentian's face was as quiet as water, and his quiet eyes seemed to be a little confused, but he passed through the thick night like a knife, mixed with the killing machine on the battlefield - the killing machine was better and his eyes were colder.

The Mengyang warriors, who had been frightened by the vigorous riding before, became excited at this time. Their eyes when they held the knife became suggestive, their bodies were tight, their expressions were solemn and strong, and they could no longer see cowardice and cowardice - this change of morale was far more meaningful than killing more than 10,000 vigorous horses! Because killing more than 10,000 vigorous riders will not have a big blow to Chi Nasi, but may cause the enemy's more crazy counterattack, but its morale has become high, which has reversed the whole situation.

The general turned around and looked at the gorgeous and towering buildings behind him, looking confused and dreamy. His duty is to defend this city. This is the heart of Mengyang. As long as the city has not been broken, Mengyang will not die... Has it reached the time of survival? The general dimly thought that the Mengyang Dynasty, which has been passed down for 300 years, is now wandering at the intersection of 'existence' and 'destruction'. There is no choice. If you don't fight, you will perish, that is, the destruction of the whole dynasty... No one can afford this price. He knew that when every regime was destroyed, the first to die were the rulers and the great nobles... These must be killed! On the contrary, civilians can still be safe.

But this time the enemy is Chi Nasi! This is a group of evil wolves running in the sky of the far north grassland. They are the heirs of the 'barbarians'. In Chi Nasi's eyes, there are no aristocratic civilians, only the living and the dead! The general can't forget the murder of slaughtering the city along the way when Zhuoligetu climbed over the wilderness and the mountains all the way... In the eyes of Chinasi, south of the mountains is the granary, the vault, or the rusty blood pool on the sword armor...

"These don't matter..." The general pushed out the Zhanlu sword at his waist and returned the sheath. The sound of the sword and the iron-inlaid silver scabbard was sonorous and powerful, echoing in the night sky. Now the most important thing is to keep the omyo city. As long as the city is still there, Mengyang will not be finished. He took a deep breath, and the cold fog poured into his chest with bloody air. The general couldn't help jittering. Looking up at the sky, the fog pressure is very low, and the moon, river and stars are almost invisible.

"It's going to rain..." Vice General Ye Jiangqu whispered! On the contrary, there is more rain in autumn than in summer. One after another, every time it rains, the weather will be colder, and it will be winter at the end of October and the beginning of November. The glare city in winter is another scenery. The sky above the city is still glare clouds, but these magnificent buildings are all condensed with a layer of ice, which is crystal clear. The ice hangs upside down along the corner eaves. People are worried that the ice will break and pierce people. They want to beat the ice down with a pole, but it is too strong to freeze the bamboo pole. I interrupted... Ha ha, the ice is usually frozen overnight. Today, it is still cloudy. When I woke up, I opened the door. It was surrounded by crystal ice, and the whole city was snow-white and shining...!"

The general listened quietly, with a smile on the corners of his mouth, gentle and indifferent, not the kind of murderous sneer, really like a circle of weak water ripples on his face. This is the first time that the general has laughed sincerely since he set out from the Night Kingdom to the Ethereal City. The sharp corners of his eyes also softened, flashing brightly, and his lips were not so tight...

"In fact, the most beautiful city is winter. The scenery of spring, summer and autumn is actually no different, but the clouds in summer are more abundant, and you will feel dizzy after watching too much. Only in winter, water vapor clouds and fog are frozen on the pavilions, and even the city walls will be frozen with a layer of ice. The whole city is like a big ice sculpture, crystal clear. Especially the highest star falling hall in the palace - it looks like a whole piece of ice following heaven and earth... If the sun comes out, it will be more beautiful. The ice can't melt. On the contrary, the sun is reflected colorful, and various colors are intertwined together. It looks like..." Ye Jiangqu tried to roll his eyes and searched in his mind to describe this. The words of the scenery are wrinkled and deformed!

"It looks like a fairyland... The palace where the gods live is nothing more..." The general said lightly.

"Yes, yes, it's a fairyland...!" The deputy general was enlightened and slapped himself on the forehead. Unexpectedly, his hand was heavier and his voice was very loud. The place where he was slapped quickly turned red. He rubbed his forehead slightly awkwardly and said with a wry smile, "I don't study much, and I can't think of words for a while..."

"Ha ha..." The general looked at the cute appearance of his vice general and couldn't help laughing. It seems that he hasn't smiled so happily since Yuanhong's death. After all, General Zhentian has a thousand names alone, and then suppresses the hundreds of thousands of troops of Chi Nasi, as if the whole world is pressing on him alone.

Ye Jiangqu looked at the general's happy appearance and finally felt that he had made a big thing! He respects the general very much and is not only loyal to him, but also loves him from the bottom of his heart.

"Jiang Qu, what is your rank now?" The general asked!

"Hmm?" He was stunned for a moment and didn't expect the general to ask this, but he still said, "General, I am now a 'Zhaowu lieutenant'!"

"Lieutenant Zhaowu...? A military rank that is neither high nor low..."

"My subordinates are not talented. They have joined the army for so many years and have not gained any combat achievements. There is no way to compare with the famous generals such as 'General Liuhu' and 'Flazing General'! If you don't come from the Ye family, for the general's face, your subordinates may be just a centurion," Ye Jiangqu said frankly.

"Ha ha, don't underestimate yourself! After so many years of you and me, I can still see your talent and mind!" He looked at Ye Jiangqu and said, "I'll write to your majesty later and make you 'General Yunhui'!"

Ye Jiangqu's breath suffocated. 'General Yunwei' ranked third in Mengyang's rank, only under 'General Zhentian' and 'General Liuhu' and 'General Flaming'. If he waits to reach the sky one step, General Yunqi is a height that many people can't reach in their lives... But he wakes up from the momentary ecstasy... If Mengyang is defeated by Chi Nasi, there will be no military rank, status, or glory...

General Zhentian laughed in a low voice. He saw what he thought in the eyes of his deputy general and said, "That's right... If we lose, it's meaningless. Including me, the general of Zhentian, all of them have to die. With that, he pinched his finger into a knife and made a beheading action on his neck. If you die, it's nothing. There is no difference between a general who died in battle and a soldier. It's nothing more than letting the historian take notes and leave a false name... Only living is the most important thing!"

"You can suddenly wake up from the joy of the title of General Yunyu and realize what is the most important thing you are facing now. There is no arrogance. This mind is no longer comparable to ordinary people! Do you know?" The general said.

"Is this a test for me?" Ye Jiangqu secretly said.

"If you can win, you can ride a steed and wear armor through the streets of the terrified city to receive the royal family's seal. You can also stay in the imperial capital and wait for winter to see how beautiful the fairyland is... If we lose, we will die. It's just another layer of bones under the wall of the erratic city. No matter how gorgeous the scenery is, it has nothing to do with us... The rules are so cruel. It depends on whether you dare to play and whether you can afford it... That's all!" The general's voice is as vague as the fog of the loom city, like the ancient vicissitudes of the universe, but it is like thunder in the ears of the night river...

Ye Jiangqu lowered his head and said softly, "As long as the general can live, his subordinates don't care about anything..."

The general didn't hear his words, but stood on the tower and looked at the wolves in the distance...

"Suhe, I'll give you 20,000 vigorous horses, and 50,000 ordinary warriors, plus all the phalan horses... Do you dare to rush to fight?" The king said, and he took a deep breath as he spoke, as if to let the smell of blood penetrate into every detail of his body.

"Enough, king, that's enough! Suhe promised that he would not make the same mistake again! If Su He fails again, the king will cut off my head with a knife--"

"Don't say such depressing words, my naked male wolf will not say anything about defeat before the war! If you lose, you will be defeated. We don't have to force ourselves to the same height as the God of War. The military books in the south often say: 'It's common for soldiers to win or lose. There is nothing to be ashamed of if you lose. Every year, you are thrown out by the first place at the horse racing festival... It's no big deal!" The king said that his broad chest muscles were protruding, emitting a hot temperature in the cold night.

"Yes. King!" Su He said gratefully with a warm heart. He was already a sinner of Chi Naisi. The leader's mistake led to the death of more than 10,000 fierce horses, which was enough to make him die!

The crucifixion is the most cruel way to be sentenced on the grassland... Put the criminal in the horse's skin, sew it tightly, and let the warriors of the royal horse trample on it repeatedly. It is not killed at once, but first let the horse kick it, and the heavy horseshoe can make people spit blood; then let the horse step on it, crush the human bones, and finally it is the fierce horse. It can be trampled in turn and can last for half an hour. After the death penalty, the prisoner in the horseskin becomes a pile of blood mud, and then pours into the largest and most beautiful 'Jurana River' in the far north. The fish in the river will roll out and eat the pile of flesh and blood, and can no longer find traces of the man's existence...

He made a mistake this time. If he let those sweat kings know, he must be forced to put him to death... After all, he is the leader of the powerful horse and the king's strongest arm. It is undoubtedly a fatal blow to the king to his death... Those sweat kings are also happy. This way. The existence of vigorous riding always makes those big sweat kings feel like a lion sleeping beside them...

Only by winning a beautiful battle and bringing back Mengyang's endless wealth to block the mouths of those timid and selfish sweat kings can we consolidate Chinasi's position in the grassland and let the tribes on the grassland transfer their fear and respect for the king to the young prince Suille and Ke. The king is really old. If the young prince can't grow up, once the king dies, the other sweat kings will rebel...

The king looked at him, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I gave you so many men. Su He, you are the most trusted general. Use my naked wolf blood to dye this city red... I will also follow your horse and kill a piece of sky..."

Su He looked at the king and really wanted to shout out. He suppressed the fanaticism in his heart and left this fanaticism that can burn the sky to the Mengyang people!

But the Chinas warrior around him raised the sword in his hand and shouted wildly. His sword fingers were about to crack every day, and his momentum was like thunder. These prides of the grassland did not lose their fighting spirit because of a small setback, but aroused the belligerent blood in their bodies and wanted to flatten the city to pay tribute to their comrades-in-arms buried here...

Tens of thousands of warriors gathered again and rushed to the shield wall of the erratic city.

In the night sky.

Emperor Lin Xi looked at the dense Chi Nasi warriors under him, with a satisfied smile on the corners of his mouth and said, "It's worthy of being a nation that believes in wolf totem. It's really domineering!" Then he looked at Shura and said, "Do you think General Zhentian can still withstand it?"

Shura raised the corners of his mouth and said lazily, "No problem. Now the second shield wall and the third shield wall are against each other, and it is no longer useful to break the city cone. Even if the shield wall is broken, there is still a wall more than 20 feet high..."

"Ha ha, then give Chi Nasi a hand! Help them break the shield wall of General Zhentian..." The emperor said, with a burning light in his eyes. "Isn't it saying that 'we are like the gods who control the world in the whole chess game'? Then support the weak, weaken the strong, maintain their balance of their power, and let them consume more with each other..."

"Also," the emperor turned his head and looked at Shura with cold eyes: "I also want to see if the power of the magician is really as powerful as the legend..."

Shura's narrow eyes are round, and his dark red pupils are about to bleed. A beautiful smile appeared on his delicate face, but his eyes had no smile and looked at the emperor coldly...

After a long time, he regained his lazy look and said, "No problem, Your Majesty, you will see..."