Chapter 438 There is no retreat

At dusk, the fire burns the clouds, and the residual sun is like blood.

At this time, the scenery in Qiongyu Villa is always beautiful. Standing on the Qionglou Yuyu platform at the highest point of the villa, it is undoubtedly a kind of enjoyment to enjoy the scenery of the whole city.

In Lanzhou City, many people with excellent eyesight saw from afar that today, there was a person sitting on the roof of the highest platform of Qiongyu Villa. The bloody Canyang coated her body with a dazzling and mysterious color. From a distance, she looked like a fairy.

It's Chen Yan.

At this moment, she sat on the top of the cool pavilion on the water platform with a sword in her arms. Her left leg was slightly bent and her right leg was straightened, and her hair on her forehead was gently raised in the wind.

There is a chill in the wind, and the fallen leaves of the sycamore trees are flying.

Since she has been a mother, Chen Yan has rarely played with weapons or shown her martial arts skills. Today, she sat alone on the roof of the pavilion, with deep eyes in her eyes, looking at the boundless northwest.

"Yin..."

The sound is so familiar and far away. Chen Yan lowered her head and pulled out half of the sword in her arms and took it out of its sheath.

The cold light is slightly, the divine object is obscure, and it is a good sword.

"Guiyi knife, ruthless sword..." She whispered, and finally raised her eyebrows and pulled the sword out of its sheath.

"Hum--" The dragon roars, and the sword is like Qiu Hong!

But on the light-appreciable sword, it reflects her tearful eyes.

"Mom, you're here!"

At this moment, a childish voice came from the bottom of the attic. Chen Yan's heart tightened. She hurriedly put her sword into the sheath and wiped her tears. She turned over and jumped down.

"Rouer, how many times have I told you, don't run up to Qiong. It's very high and dangerous here!" Chen Yan squatted down, held Xiaolou's shoulders tightly with both hands, and said with a straight face.

"Mother, I know I'm wrong..." Xiaoloutai curled her mouth aggrievedly and nodded seriously to admit her mistake.

Chen Yan looked at Xiao Louer and faintly recognized the traces of Qin Mubai from her face. She couldn't help but feel sad, and her eyes turned red.

"Mother, why are you crying..." The small platform stretched out her white, tender and fat little hand to wipe Chen Yan's eyelids.

"No, my mother didn't cry, but I accidentally let the sand blow into my eyes." Chen Yan immediately squeezed out a smiling face, "Let's go, Auntie hugs you downstairs... Well, what do you have in your hand?"

The small building suddenly smiled happily: "Mom, look! It's the painting that Aunt Wu taught me to draw! I've drawn it. I'll show it to my mother!"

"What did you draw? Let's have a look." Chen Yan took the white paper and painted duck from Xiaolouer's hand, unfolded it, and couldn't help laughing, "What are you drawing? Can't you understand it?"

Xiao Louer smiled and used her fingers, pointing to some irregular circles and lines drawn, and said, "This is an old lady, this is me, this is Aunt Wu, this is a princess aunt, this room is our home... And, this, this is the father riding a big horse!"

Chen Yan bit her lips tightly and held the small platform in her arms. Tears finally flowed down.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Louer hugged Chen Yan's neck and patted her gently on the back like an adult, "Good mother, mother, don't cry!"

"Louer, I'll take you to see your father, okay?"

"Good! I miss my dad so well!"

"Go!"

Holding the small building, Chen Yan came to the main house and found Wu Meiniang.

"Mei Niang, I'm going to Dafeichuan." Chen Yan said.

Wu Mei Niang frowned slightly and nodded gently, "I know that the decision made by Sister Yan will never be easily changed."

"I'm going to take the building with me."

"Go ahead..." Wu Meiniang sighed gently, "It's just that don't let Gao Yang know, otherwise, with her nature..."

"Don't worry." Chen Yan took a deep breath and said, "In this way, you and Gao Yang are taking care of yourself in Lanzhou. In addition, you still have to hide it from Gao Yang and don't let her know the news.

"Uh-huh..." Wu Mei Niang sat in front of a big bronze mirror and looked at herself in the mirror. She was haggard as before.

Chen Yan walked behind Wu Mei Niang, gently put her hands on her shoulders, and said, "Mei Niang, this may be our life... But since it's our own choice, we don't have to regret it."

"I never regret it." Wu Mei Niang looked at Chen Yan firmly through the mirror and said, "If he really gave up me, then I will also take care of the child well. If he is a boy, I want him to practice martial arts. In the future, he will be better than his grandfather and father. He will inherit the glorious martial arts style of the old Qin family. He must not let the old Qin family decline from now on! - If he is a girl, I will also want her to marry a... hero like his father!"

"Mei Niang, take care of yourself." Chen Yan gently pressed Wu Mei Niang's shoulder to show her comfort and farewell, and then turned around, picked up the small building and was ready to leave.

"Sister Yan!" Wu Mei Niang suddenly shouted.

Chen Yan turned around and stopped. She saw that Wu Mei Niang did not turn around and was still facing the big bronze mirror. It's just that on her face, she finally burst into tears.

"When we get to Dafeichuan... We still have to remember that we are not ordinary women, but the family of the young marshals. Everything should be put the overall situation first. Sister Yan, you might as well go to King Jiangxia to ask for a letter first.

"I know." Chen Yan nodded gently, "You are pregnant. Don't be too sad."

"Sister Yan, don't worry! Gao Yang's side, leave it to me. You don't have to worry." Wu Meiniang whispered.

Chen Yan nodded and looked at Wu Meiniang a few times. Finally, she walked out of the door with the small building in her arms and got into the carriage.

In a room on the second floor, a small crack was opened in the window. Princess Gaoyang sat by the window and quietly watched Chen Yan get into the car with the small building in her arms.

"Are you hiding it from me? In your eyes, am I really so fragile and entangled? The corners of Princess Gaoyang's mouth rose slightly, showing a heartbroken smile.

"You underestimate me." Princess Gaoyang gently touched her bulging belly, and the smile on her face added a trace of warmth and firmness. "Only that stinky man knows me best. Yes, I usually love to fool around and be the most unreasonable. But what's the big deal? You are not as calm as me... After all, I have experienced more storms than you!"

"Mu Bai, it doesn't matter whether it's a rumor or a fact. I have your flesh and blood in my stomach. From then on, you will be with me... I'm going to be a mother, and I won't be as naive and impulsive as before. Princess Gaoyang still had that smile on her face and said to herself, "What I want to do now is to give birth to and raise the child." If you come back one day, you will be happy, won't you? ...Even if you really can't come back..."

"Isn't there an afterlife? ...Even if I look up at you in front of the Buddha for three thousand years, or be blown by the wind for another five hundred years - what's the matter?"

"Mu Bai, listen! Whether in this life or the afterlife, your Linger, wait for you to come back!"

......

Chen Yan has been walking for more than two hours. Late at night, guests suddenly came from Qiongyu Villa. A simple carriage seems to come from afar. The carriage had not completely settled down outside the courtyard wall. A person rushed out of the carriage like an arrow, like an eagle rising and falling over the tall wall several times, like a phantom and going straight to Princess Gaoyang's room.

"Your Highness, the last general is back!"

"Are you... Dandan? Double? Aren't your sisters in Dafeichuan?

"Dan Dan!! - The last general is ordered by the young commander! ......”

Dafei Chuan Qingluo Yuan, in front of the two armies of the Tang Dynasty and Tubo.

A sergeant sat on it, tightly covering his thighs that were constantly spraying blood with his hand. His teeth were rattling, and his whole body was really trembling with pain.

"Bang-Bang-Bang!"

The earth-shaking sound of war drums hammered again, and the sergeant jumped up from the ground like a wolf, picked up the big knife, roared with the generals and soldiers next to him, and rushed to the oncoming Tubo iron horse...

The sound of killing is like thunder, and the blood is stained in Liaoyuan.

The positive conflict and the fight between life and death finally happened inevitably.

Although the Tubo people retreated one after another and held filial piety to pay tribute to Qin Mubai in the army, no one in the Tang army appreciates it, but felt that it was a kind of sarcasm and sarcasm.

Although the abandoned emperor tried his best to stop the outbreak of the battle, he would not let the Tubo army return all the way to the city... Under the order of the garqinling, the Kunlun iron horse, who had already suffocated his cowardly, was killed fiercely.

The battle has lasted for a day and a night.

Originally, according to the previous routine, the 30,000 Tang troops were not worth mentioning at all. However, this time, the Chalqinling sent nearly 40,000 people to fight against and suppress the Tang army in turn, but they did not defeat or defeat the Tang army. On the contrary, there are many losses.

All the owners of the Tubo army, including Qi Zong Nong Zan and the Chalqin Mausoleum, will be shocked!

In front of us, it is the fifth battle in 12 hours. Tang Jun still showed no sign of retreat and timidity, and did not even have a rest. Several times, they rushed to the Tubo camp. If it hadn't been for the crossbow shooting, the Tang army would have almost invaded the camp!

"Are you all crazy?" The Chalqin Mausoleum stood on the arrow tower, with his eyebrows tightened and his face tightened.

On the battlefield, the most powerful army is not the best equipped, not the most well-trained, nor the famous generals command and achievements, but a group of people who are really not afraid of death!

In the mind of the Chalqin Mausoleum, the impression of the Daqin army involuntarily appeared. In that way, a group of dead soldiers of the Qin army with ragged clothes and dilapidated weapons dared to compete with the invincible phalanx of Wei soldiers in the world.

On the basis of this fierce and fearless stupidity!

......

The battle is still going on, and it is almost dusk.

On the battlefield, corpses are bleeding all over the field. Thirty thousand Tang troops have lost at least half of them, but there is still no sign of retreat and defeat.

"Marshal! It's better to use all the main force to kill all these crazy people in one go! It's so annoying to mess up like this!" The left and right deputy general shouted.

The face of garqinling became tighter and tighter, and there was no sound. Inadvertently, he turned his eyes to Zamp, who stood in the first half of the step.

Abandoned Zong praised and squinted at a big battlefield in front of him, with no expression on his face, but his eyes were full of infinite disappointment and sadness.

The generals shouted a few times and dared not shout again. Because they found that the Chalqin Mausoleum could only stand quietly beside Zanpu, without giving orders as domineering as before.

"Qinling..." Abandoned Zong suddenly called out.

"I'm here." The Chalqin Mausoleum hurried forward.

"Here, I'll leave it to you." The voice of Qi Zong's praise was a little low, as if the person who had just recovered from a serious illness was not angry enough. He said, "I will go back to the city for the time being."

Gar Qinling and the generals were shocked and looked at the abandoned sect and praised them blankly.

Abandoned Zong turned his head and smiled slightly, but smiled a little palely. He patted the shoulder of the Chalqin Mausoleum and said, "I'm not here, but you can command calmly. If I don't come, maybe the situation will be better than now.

"Zanpu...Brother! You are..." For a while, the Chaling Mausoleum was also speechless.

"That's how it is!" Qi Zong smiled and said, "I'm leaving, Qinling. There is no need to send it to each other, but the military affairs are the top priority.

After saying that, Qi Zong Nongzan took several cronies and turned around and left.

Garqinling stood blankly for a long time until he watched Zanpu ride a horse and run out of the camp. He hasn't recovered for a long time...

At this time, the Chinese army on the side of the Tang army pointed to the battle near Yuntai and rushed to count the horses. The man's clothes were luxurious and noble, and he turned over and got off the horse and went straight to the general platform. He couldn't help shouting - "Mingjin, withdraw the army!"

"Who is so bold to talk nonsense here!" Xue Wanjun, who was in charge of the battle, shouted angrily.

"I, Li Daozong!" The man shouted loudly and pointed to Xue Wanjun and shouted, "Xue Wanjun, if you don't collect the army, I will be the first to cut off your head!"

"King of Jiangxia!" Xue Wanjun was shocked and hurriedly ran to the stage to see the salute.

"No need to say anything, sing gold immediately and withdraw the army!" Li Daozong waved his hand and shouted irrefutablely.

"The last general... listen to the order." Xue Wanjun had to bow his hand to Ying Nuo, hesitated for a moment and said, "I just don't know. Even if it's Mingjin, can the former army retreat?"

"How can it be! Is there any doubt that Mingjin withdrew his army after hearing the drums? Li Daozong was anxious and angry.

"Wang Dao... If you go to the battlefield and take a look, you will know if there is any doubt." Xue Wanjun said, "In short, all the 30,000 soldiers are red-eyed, and no one will be willing to withdraw. Dare to ask the prince, have you ever seen 30,000 people who dare to fight with 300,000 people and would rather die than retreat knowing that they would be defeated?

Li Daozong was silent for a moment, nodded gently and said, "Anyway, we must retreat. Mingjin bar..."

Night is gradually coming.

After the Tang army's back battle three times in a row, the crazy Tang army finally retreated reluctantly.

Instead of catching up with the exhausted Tubo people, they breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew from the camp one after another.

"The power of hatred, fanaticism, terrible." The garqinling stared into the distance, looked at the Tang army that was gradually moving away, and said to himself, "Qin Mubai, whether you are dead or alive, your goal has been achieved. Zanpu left in frustration, and he will definitely not trust and support me as much as before. Your Kansai army has become fearless and crazy because of hatred, and dares to fight head-on with Kunlun Iron Horse... More importantly, you framed me into a despicable villain who plotted assassination, and my army has completely become unkind. The teacher of injustice."

"In this way, I have no choice but to step on Lanzhou and enter the Central Plains. What's the use of the mechanism? It's just a failure to become a king! - No matter what happens in the future, Qin Mubai, you forced me!"