Chapter 123 troubled years

King Suille and Ke's eyes flashed with complex brilliance, mixed with surprise, excitement, relief, and an uncontrollable anger like a snowstorm. When he saw the red eyes, the silver bowl with the drunken white moon in his hand fell to the ground, and slowly moved his hand to the knife around his waist. His arched waist was also straight, like a vicious wolf squatting down on the cliff and looking down.

He squeezed out a few hoarse words from his throat, "Night Star, do you still have the face to see me?"

Ye Xingchen's face was very pale, standing at the door of the tent, his eyes were red but empty, "Su Rile, please, help me, only you can help me now!"

"Why do you think I will help you?" Suil said with a sarcastic smile.

Ye Xingchen was stunned and looked up at the dark eyes - it was Su Rile's eyes, but in his impression, the simple and honest, and even lack of independent barbarian prince actually had such a tyrannical look that he would speak in such a contemptuous and sarcastic tone, as if he had become the queen of the barbarian king, and his whole body changed. .

He smiled weakly and spread his hands, "Because you are my most important friend, I know, you will definitely help me!"

Suil's black eyes flashed with a vicious cold light and sneered, "Friend? Now you say we are friends? Ye Xingchen, I haven't seen you for two years, and you are still so self-centered!"

The next moment, the man who had been respected as the barbarian king suddenly jumped high, like a giant wolf pounced on the prey, and he pulled out and cut it in the air. Horse. The knife was split with the knife in both hands, and the tent was full of the angry roar of the greatest man of the barbarians.

Ye Xingchen's eyes suddenly opened. He suddenly pulled a knife to block it, and quickly retreated, and his sideways could avoid the knife cut by the head.

The divine knife was beheaded by the king. Horse. Suppressed by a knife, this barbarian prince, who had not been seen for two years, grew up not only with power, but also with unparalleled force.

Night Star clenched the knife and cut it heavily. Horse. With the force of the knife, he saw Suzile and Ke's close faces, full of ferocious anger and resentment, their beards trembled slightly, and their noses were closed, spitting a scorching breath.

Night Starchen only felt that the person in front of him who wanted to kill him was extremely strange, and suddenly felt so tired, as if he had exhausted the last trace of strength and hope. He thought that there would be people to help him in the far north. He thought that the people who relieved him were waiting for him on the snowfield in the far north, thinking that the warm tent and the delicious goat milk barbecue were waiting. With him, he has even figured out how to explain the tragic upheaval two years ago.

The pre-prepared calmness and calmness were smashed by this knife, and even his luck and hope were all turned into powder.

He couldn't exert any strength all over his body, and the god's knife came out of his hand and fell to the ground. Suil and Ke grabbed his neck as slender as a stag, holding the knife with his backhand, and cut it. Horse. The sharp blade was against his neck, and he could feel the smell of rust on the blade, mixed with the smell of blood accumulated by how many people's blood condensed, and he could feel the tingling touch when the blade cut the skin.

The curtain of the big tent was hurriedly lifted, and a group of barbarian warriors with a big bow and a long knife rushed in. The leading warrior had a pair of bright green eyes like a wolf, and his face was as firm as iron. He held a long knife in the shape of a wolf beast and roared harshly: "Protect the king!"

Zarhua, the leader of the gale tent, looked at the thug who had been restrained by the king and whispered, "Night...Night Stars?"

"General Zarhua, it's okay here. You take the samurai to escort the great shaman out first." The king said in a low voice.

Zarhua took a deep look at the night stars, did not ask questions, and nodded and agreed.

Only the angry king and the distracted Ye Xingchen were left in the big account. Su Rile pushed back fiercely and loosened his neck. Ye Xingchen stumbled backwards and hit the wall of the tent, showing the flush mark of being severely pinched.

"I really want to kill you!" Suzile and Ke hissed fiercely. He squatted down, picked up Yujue, which was crushed by him, rushed to Ye Xingchen, grabbed his hair and pulled his head, and let his distracted eyes look at the pieces of Yujue in his palm, "See? You lost this jade, didn't you? It took me a long time to get it back! This is from Yumeng, isn't it? Isn't that right?

"Yes, Yu Meng gave it to me!"

"This is what I gave to Yumeng!" Suil and Ke roared fiercely in his ear, "I bought it for Yu Meng. She gave it to you, and you lost it again!"

Night Star's head works so hard, like struggling in a mud pond.

"I hate you, Ye Xingchen. Because of you, I lost Yu Meng. Why did you appear on the grassland at the beginning? Why did Lao Guimu's family save you? Just let you die on the grassland, Yumeng and I won't know you, and there won't be so many things!"

"Speak, why don't you say a word? Aren't you southerners very good at talking? Let me hear your reasons. Don't you feel guilty about why you can leave the grassland and go to the south to be a prince after killing Yu Meng?

Su Rile took his hair and shook it fiercely, almost tearing off his scalp. His voice was like the thunder in summer, which made him buzz. He was like a big broken doll, kneeling on the ground, shaking in his hand, almost turning into pieces.

"You are not me, how do you know my pain?" The night star said softly.

"What did you say?" Suzil and Ke said angrily.

Night Xingchen raised his head and looked into his eyes with tears in his eyes, "You are not me. How can you know how I feel?"

There seemed to be no tears flowing out of his scarlet eyes, like molten magma, burning into Suzile and Ke's heart. The young king of the barbarians let go of his hand, stepped back two steps, and looked at the tearful eyes. His anger and tyrannical hatred were like the ice and snow melted by the midsummer sun, and his face was no longer so tight. He squeezed his lips and stepped forward to help the night stars.

"Let's go and take you to a place." The king said lightly, bent down to pick up the divine knife on the ground and put it back into the sheath.

Suil and Ke took him up the river and brave the wind and snow to a snowy mountain that has not melted for years. He looked pale and climbed hard. Facing the roaring wind, he said, "We barbarians died, buried in the ground and rotten, and then grew into the green grass. After all, we all depend on the grassland to survive. If we die, we should return everything to the grassland. I don't think Yumeng should be buried in the soil and rot. She is so beautiful that I can't bear to bury her... So, I buried her here, and she will like it!"

He turned sideways, made way for the night star, and pointed to the front, "There it is."

The spell attribute of the night stars is the ice and snow system. The ice and snow are comfortable and pleasant for him, but when he sees the scene in front of him, he still feels panicked. The fierce wind cuts his face like a sharp knife, like a flexible wicker beating on his body, like countless arrows penetrating him.

He saw a huge crystal clear ice, wrapped in a snow-white fox jacket and a fiery red horse skirt. He stumbled over, looked at the vivid face, reached out to touch it, thinking that he could still touch her lips, but his fingertips touched hard ice. The ice is surrounded by a blooming white snow lotus. This is the back wind of the mountain, and the fierce wind and snow also become soft. The pure white snowflakes slowly fall, melting into water on the face of the night stars, and rolling down with hot tears.

Yumeng Erdun Ketu, once the most beautiful girl on the grassland, quietly slept on the snowy mountains that had never melted for years in the far north, and the white lotus flowers surrounded her, spotless. Her lips are still vivid, her eyelashes are bent and raised, and her eyes seem to be able to open at any time. The ice and snow condense not only her body, but also the time has solidified. She is exactly the same as she looked two years ago. The slightly raised curvature of the corners of her mouth is like a playful smile, and she will suddenly open her eyes at any time to make a grimace, scaring people. A jump.

"Yu Meng..." Ye Xingchen knelt in front of the ice crystal, bent down and stretched out his arms to hug the whole ice crystal. His pale face was close to her chest and choked silently, but he did not dare to let go of crying for fear of disturbing her, for fear of missing the impossible heartbeat in her chest.

"I let her sleep facing south. The starry sky in the south is the brightest. She likes to see the stars. After knowing you, she likes it more. Just like she can see you. Your name is the stars." Suil and Ke are not in their hearts. He can see that the sadness of the night stars is real, the hot tears will not deceive people, and the sadness in his eyes will not deceive people. Even if he is really acting on the scene, if there is no sadness in his heart, can he do it like this?

Ye Xingchen felt that there were countless things he wanted to say in his heart, and he couldn't say a word. How much he wanted to tell Yu Meng how much he regretted he was. Even if his memory was tampered with, the tragic scene of her arrows all over her body would suddenly rush into his dream. The gentle words she once said, the once pleasant and clear laughter, and the once cheerful skirt The train swayed in the wind, and the lifelong alliance he once agreed with will always come to his mind in an inadvertent moment, as if deeply engraved in his heart.

He is now a general in power, and even in a huge empire, he is about to become an emperor, but Yumeng, where are you? Can't hear her voice, can't see her posture, can't feel her warmth. He can only hug the ice like this and want to warm her, although his body temperature is being plundered crazily.

The soft snowflakes fell quietly, and the wind was weaker. Ye Xingchen stood up, looked at the vivid face, and whispered, "I have a way to save her... If there is a way, she will live!"

"What did you say?" Suzile and Ke lost their voices.

"Her body is well preserved, and there is hope of resurrection. Believe me, Suil, I won't lie to you again. I will try my best to save her!" Ye Xingchen said firmly, like a snow line that has not melted for years on the snowy mountain in the far north.

Su Rile looked into his eyes. After a long time, he nodded slowly and frowned a little.

He strode forward, raised his thick arms, and hugged the night stars tightly, like a brother who had been separated for many years.

Although he is already the supreme king of the barbarians, and although he needs infinite majesty to make his herdsmen submit, he is still the barbarian teenager who would rather take a few more miles to avoid a splendid mulberry flowers when graze.

It's too difficult for him to hate someone.

"Do you remember our lifelong alliance?" Suil and Ke shouted, "I am the king of the barbarians, and you are the emperor of the south. We stand side by side, and we can conquer the whole world..."

Let's stand side by side and look at this lonely world!

The three of them seemed to return to the day they first met and hit each other high-five. They laughed. They rode their horses and ran up the river along the sparkling Rejilarna River. They stood hand in hand and stood side by side, looking up at the whole galaxy.

In those years, the children took root and sprouted in the corners of the world, and now they have become emperors above their heads.

The alliance of a lifetime will never die.

History.

At the beginning of January of seven years, after seven years, the iron horses of the barbarians in the far north once again rushed through the wilderness and mountains and set foot on the land where Mengyang had just ushered in spring.

This barb invasion is far more powerful than seven years ago. It is no longer a lonely army. Mengyang has to face not only the heroic iron horse and pheasant horse that brought them endless dreams in those years, but also the wind demon horse waving a bronze axe on a huge war cow, and the lion tooth riding the first to control the string, like a fast knife straight. A big wind tent inserted into the heart.

The barbarians united by the new king Suille and Ke Chinasi had all their combat strength. The war came suddenly. Historians also don't understand why the barbarians experienced the tragic losses of the unification war. After two years, they braved the cold ice and snow in the far north, crossed the wilderness and mountains, and entered the land of Mengyang vastly. Medium.

The sudden rise of the barbarians in the far north made Mengyang's hands and feet chaotic. At that time, Mengyang and Fanyang were in a state of tension on the verge of war. These two rival empires did not dare to underestimate the strong barbarian iron riders, so they did not hesitate to spend five years to spend a lot of money to provoke the barbarian internal war to consume the power of the barbarians. In order to prevent the barbarians from profiting from the war between the two countries.

After all, southerners still underestimate the blood in the bones of barbarians who can be used by old, weak women and children.

On January 10, Mengyangbu and the 50,000 wind and thunder iron horses in Longhuaiguan urgently went north to fight against the vast barbarian iron horses. The magnificent cavalry known as the world's most powerful cavalry and the rising wind and thunder horses fought fiercely in Cangzhou, Mobei. The majestic steel emperors used thousands of iron and blood stored in the bones of the barbarians, and will use high yellow The wind and thunder horse made by Jin crushed fiercely and defended the dignity of the heavy cavalry emperor.

Because of the sudden invasion of the barb cavalry, the plan to behead Princess Ningzheng of Fanyang was repeatedly postponed. Mengyang did not want to anger Fanyang too early. Even Emperor Lin Xi's heroic strategy was not sure of daring to fight with Fanyang and the far north barbarians at the same time.

The barbarian cavalry went all the way south and went straight to the Mengyang imperial capital. The warriors who were constantly transferred to meet the enemy at Longhuaiguan were constantly. Mengyang, who lost the wind and thunder horse, was shocked to find that the barbarian iron horse that killed all the way to the foot of the imperial capital seven years ago was still a terrible nightmare on the battlefield, and they could use the step formation method to fight against the barbarian iron cavalry. Ye Mingshan, the general of Zhengtian, is no longer there.

On January 15, 2017 by Lin Xi, Fanyang's army forcibly attacked Longhuai Pass, fought a bloody battle day and night, breaking through the barrier. The barbarians and Fanyang walked north and south, attacking the city of Mengyang Emperor. Princess Fanyang Ningzheng was brought back to Mengyang Imperial Capital as a bargaining chip for the final negotiation.

On January 26, a few days after the far north barbarian cavalry besieged the erratly city, the Fanyang army also killed all the way to the capital of Mengyang.

The barbarian king Suille and Ke Chinasi and the commander of Fanyang Wudu, General Beichen, Ye Xingchen, stood side by side, looking at the Wanyi flag flying on the ethereal city and the towering star-picking hall in the distance.

Seven years later, Emperor Mengyang Linxi, like when he just usurped the throne and became emperor, put on the golden armor left by Emperor Shinra, held the night to practice the sword, personally marched, and took tens of thousands of warriors out of the city to fight.

is the same as the tragedy seven years ago.

Only this time, Emperor Lin Xi was defeated and seriously injured. He was rescued back to the city by the guard nurse. The gate of the city was closed and struggling to death.

The barbarians and Fanyang's army did not attack the erratic city. They just looked up at the prosperous city and waited quietly for the death of the man named Wan Yijun, the sonless Emperor Mengyang.

On January 27 of Lin Xi's seventh year, the city snowed heavily.