Episode 123 War

In April of 211, Deren's righteous daughter died tragically in the palace, and his request for the emperor to hand over the initiator was fruitless.

On April 10, Dongfang Ren suddenly fell seriously ill and returned to the imperial power and the emperor.

On April 12, Dongfang Ren died tragically because of his righteous daughter and stayed in a high position for a long time. On the grounds of physical and mental fatigue, he asked to be repatriated to the ancient city of the feudal land, but to no result.

On April 15, Dongfang Ren, regardless of the obstruction of the emperor, insisted on leaving the imperial realm and took a sharp force to the ancient city.

In late April, 100,000 troops appeared in the ancient city, led by the former marshal Xiang Han, and marched towards the imperial realm with great momentum.

Because the army is a subordinate of Dongfangren, and Dongfangren has always had a very high status in the hearts of the people, so wherever 100,000 troops went, the people opened the gates to greet them, causing 100,000 troops to be outside the imperial city in less than half a month.

At this time, the battle ahead is still tight. Xiao Bing and Lei Wei are both great generals, leading the army into their own way, and they have their own wins and losses in several battles. However, due to Dongfang Ren's sudden uprising and rebellion, and the protection of less than 20,000 guards in the imperial realm, Xiao Bing had no choice but to withdraw 80,000 front-line troops, personally led them, and rushed back to the imperial realm day and night.

However, the distant water could not stop the near fire. Dongfang Ren seemed to have expected that Xiao Bing would come back to rescue early, so he separated the 100,000 troops and 60,000 troops to intercept Xiao Bing's 80,000 troops, leaving only 40,000 troops and continuing to advance towards the imperial realm. He only needs three days. As long as he delays Xiao Bing for three days, he is sure to take the imperial realm.

The fire soared into the sky, the red and black night sky, the huge noise from far to near, and the chaotic sound of horses' hoofs seemed to be approaching the city wall.

Dongfang Ao stood silently on the wall and looked at the door of Huangyu Jiekou's door closed and the empty street, but the expression on his face was surprisingly calm. Why are you here?" In the distance is a blazing flame, imprinted with the boundless night, dyeing the whole night sky red. Behind him was Xiaoshui holding Yan Moxue, and the two stood quietly.

"Come and see you!" She waved her hand, and Xiaoshui consciously retreated, "What? Has the city been broken? She walked slowly forward, and when she was approaching the wall, Dongfang Ao stopped her. Yan Moxue leaned her body against the wall. Although her eyes could not see, she was still used to looking into the distance. Ten days, how time flies!"

"Yes, it's so fast." Ten days, just ten days, Dongfang Ren's army has attacked the city, which is easier and faster than the last time. Dongfang Ao looked at the empty street silently and thought to himself, will this be the last quiet night?

All of a time, both of them stopped talking, and only let the night wind blow slowly, blowing away their dark hair and slowly flying in the air. When will you leave? Suddenly, Dongfang Ao asked with a sideways eye. Originally, he promised to protect her well, but he didn't expect that the final result would be like this. Dongfang Ao lowered his eyes feebly and didn't know what else to say.

"Wait for the black shadow Baimei to come to me." Yan Moxue said coldly. Even if she couldn't see Dongfang Ao's expression at this time, she knew that he was powerless to return to heaven just by listening to his decadent voice. Did you give up like this?" Thinking of this scene made her think of the same night 15 years ago, and the same place and the same war. Her father... The last choice was... death.

"Even if I don't want to give up, I have..." Dongfang Ao said with a painful face.

Will his final choice also be...death? Why should fate be arranged so that their father and son experience the same pain? Suddenly, Yan Moxue paused and suddenly brushed the seven-star funeral flower on her shoulder. Will it be because of it?" She muttered that the subjugation of the country 15 years ago was because of its curse. Is it because of the reappearance of history now?

If so, how can she bear it!

There seemed to be a mountain-like belief in my heart that collapsed, and my heart seemed to be suddenly torn out of a big opening, dripping blood, which was extremely painful. But now she can't give up. The more she watches her relatives and friends leave her one by one, the more she can't ignore its existence. If death can solve everything, she really hopes to break it.

Standing here, he thought of his father who was connected to his blood. He used to be at the same time and in the same place, but he didn't know if his heart was thinking the same thing as them at that time. You can't give up." Out of the world, Yan Moxue said.

Dongfang Ao smiled softly. I don't want to give up." The eyes darkened into the dark night, and the gorgeous clothes of the bright ink and snow concubine were reflection, as if there was a touch of black gold circulating.

It was a manifestation of self-confidence, which was deeply hidden. Although Dongfang Ao said nothing, his dark night pupils still betrayed him.

It's just... where does his self-confidence come from? What is his plan? Can you win Dongfang Ren?

"Do you remember what you told me?" Suddenly, Yan Moxue opened her lips and said, "You said... If you want to be a king, you are not afraid of loneliness and pay the price."

"Yes, that's what I said." Dongfang arrogantly said, "So what?"

Yan Moxue smiled lightly. Although she was a son, Dongfang Ao was obviously more qualified for this position than her father, because he was fierce and excellent. Do you think your father is the king?

"Father?" Hearing this, Dongfang Ao looked at Yan Moxue inexplicably, thought for a moment, and said, "My father can't be called a king, because he is too kind. He is a benevolent king." Indeed, Oriental righteousness cannot be regarded as a king, because he does not have the ambition to unify the world. He only hopes that the people will live and work in peace and the country will be prosperous.

Renjun! It turned out that he described his father in this way. Hearing the words, Yan Moxue smiled faintly and said, "But this is the price he has to pay as a benevolent king." She raised her hand and pointed to the field of war, and the red light in the sky was the price he had paid as a benevolent king. "But I believe that at this moment, he is the king and the unique king in the world." After saying that, she slowly lowered her eyes and said, "No monarch would want the country to perish at his own hands, so... the moment your father stood on the wall, he must have summoned up a lot of courage. He is the king." Everyone's definition of the king is different, but Yan Moxue believes that at the moment when Dongfangyi steps on the wall, his heart must be full of power.

Dongfang Ao listened silently and said, "What on earth do you mean after saying so much?"

Yan Moxue looked back, slowly touched Dongfang Ao's face, and then pretended to smile and twisted his face fiercely while he was not paying attention. Don't pretend to be Dongfang Ao.

Dongfang Ao covered his face in pain and said aggrievedly, "Pretending?"

still installed? Although Yan Moxue couldn't see his expression, she still gave Dongfang Ao a big white eye, and then said slowly, "My spy has found that there is an army of 50,000 people in the north, coming here day and night." She said coldly, and her eyes suddenly sank, "And Xiao Bing's 80,000 troops are now trapped in Dieshan, and it is impossible to come. Then let me ask the emperor, where did these 50,000 troops come from?"

"Maybe it's the enemy." Yan Moxue made it so clear that Dongfang Ao still refused to admit it and looked at her carelessly.

"Enemy?" Hearing this, she sneered and waved her hand, "If those 50,000 people are enemies, what are these below?" Isn't Dongfang Ren's 40,000 troops the enemy? Enemy, how can there be so many enemies!! Dongfang Li. Suddenly, the bright Moxue's eyes suddenly became sharp, and under the flashing sharpness, there was a pair of deep blue eyes, "He is your last hope."

Dongfang Li, the brother of Dongfang Ao and the third son of Dongfang Yi, has been stationed in the border all year round and holds 80,000 troops in his hand. However, Dongfangli has not returned for more than ten years since he left the imperial territory to guard the frontier, and the frontier has been safe in recent years. Naturally, he will not think of him. Is even Dongfang Ren almost forgotten him?

Being able to find Dongfangli is worthy of the Yanluosha of the Flame Demon Gate, Dongfang Ao finally took back the fake smile and threatened, "It seems that... I really can't underestimate your spy." He was secretly doing these things. Even he calculated the time for Dongfangli to send troops for a long time, but he was still found out by her. Yes, as early as when Dongfang Ren went to the ancient city, I had secretly contacted King Li. The reason why he has only sent troops until now is to let Dongfang Ren take it lightly and think that I am powerless to fight back.

Yan Moxue looked into the distance, and there was only a red one in front of her. She sighed, "Dongfang Li is indeed beyond everyone's expectation, even me..." Even she didn't expect that there would be such a person. It seems that this Dongfang Ao... is really hidden.

"However, it will take another day for King Li's army to arrive. During this period, we can only rely on the guard of less than 20,000 people." However, Dongfang Ao still has some hidden worries in his heart. After all, it seems that the imperial realm is still on the verge of danger and may be captured at any time.

Hearing this, Yan Moxue was not worried at all. Twenty thousand to forty thousand, one day, can survive.

"Are you so sure?"

She suddenly nod. At least those 20,000 people are your cronies, just like those years... Your father's 50,000 personal guards didn't last for more than 100 days and finally gave up!" Fifty thousand guards can hold on for more than a hundred days. As his son Dongfang Ao, how can't he personally** these 20,000 people in one day?

Hearing Yan Moxue's words, Dongfang's proud eyes flashed and smiled, "It seems that... you know my father very well!"

These words aroused ripples in Yan Moxue's heart. Understand? Does she know him? She just experienced those things herself, so she saw them better than ordinary people. No, I don't know him." Yes, she doesn't understand. She doesn't know anything about her father's memory only before she is four years old.