011 Borrow a knife to kill

A night of fierce battle, but when I woke up, I only saw that the wind was calm.

However, the scorching blackness of the room, the pungent smoke floating in the air, the new scars added by the soldiers on guard, the more rolled knives and guns, and the broken armor all prove that there was a terrible tragedy last night.

"... In fact, those small countries couldn't bear to continue to dig tunnels, so they launched a sudden attack, which was intercepted by us. Sister, even if the house is burned like this, they are worse than us. Not to mention the soldiers, they were scolded by Xi Rong..."

The small stool was originally proud, but its face suddenly changed: "However, Xirong has invited Wu Zhu to do it. Once we choose an auspicious day to attack the city, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to resist."

"Is it really so effective?" Luo Wener found a bottle of hair dye from the box and poured it into a small bowl.

While watching her busy, the small stool nodded: "No matter what Xirong does, he will ask Wuzhu to pray to God. However, this invasion is boundless because the departure time was a little later than the auspicious time, so he was driven out after capturing 22 cities to break through Yucheng. But I can't attack it for a long time."

"I didn't expect Xi Rong to be quite superstitious."

Luo Wener was stirring the hair dye. I don't know what she thought of, and her men stagnated.

The small stool sighed: "Actually, what auspicious time is? The wall was built in the early years, but now it is not strong. Coupled with the attacks these days, it is broken everywhere. Even if the enemy does not use ladders and hooks, it is possible to climb up. If it hadn't been for the heroic and invincible general and good command, Yucheng would have been gone long ago. But even so, it still suffered heavy losses. Let alone the knife has been rolled up, and people have been injured a lot. Even Vice General Yue has been hit by an arrow. The key is that there is nothing to eat. If it goes on like this..."

Didn't you say there were reinforcements? Why not yet?"

The small stool immediately curled his lips: "At that time, I did receive news that the reinforcements had left only half a month late, but now it has been three months, and I haven't even seen anyone or heard any news. Now the soldiers say in private that they have not sent any reinforcements at all!"

Luo Wen'er was a little strange: "Didn't you say that Yucheng is an important town? If you can't keep it, isn't it hard to protect the country?

"What country? It's just that you want us to die here! It's nothing more than trying to force the general to die!" The small stool finally couldn't help it.

To force thousands of wings to death?

Luo Wener was stunned.

Although that guy is indeed very annoying, he seems to be guilty of not to death, and if he is really as invincible as in the mouth of a small stool, once there are three advantages and two shorts, won't he destroy the Great Wall? Who is so stupid?

The small stool said angrily, "When I was choosing the endless lord of this generation, the dragon suddenly had an accident, and the throne fell to the general. After that, the general made great achievements and became more and more prestigious. Everyone said that the Dragon was supposed to choose a general, and it was the king who made the decision without authorization..."

Luo Wener suddenly understood.

It is an intolerable thing that no king can tolerate, but the country is in danger. How can it be lost because of small things? However, in history, there is such a monarch who has no priority. Even if he loses his country, if he is willing to be humble and slave, he can also turn to a powerful country and be blessed by it. He only needs to pay a certain tribute every year, even if he is a son as a grandson, and it is good to be at ease.

This kind of person only cares about his own life and death? It is difficult to tolerate the disaster of depression than to be oppressed by foreign enemies.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help sympathizing with Qian Yuyi. Such a powerful and powerful man is trapped in the water and can't use it. Even if it is clear that Yucheng is about to face a crisis, even if he is loyal, he will inevitably be feared by the king. If he wants to become a victim of power competition, he will not abandon the city and escape and live in the world. He is so bold and dedicated to the country, but if he really comes to the last moment, will there be a trace of regret in his heart?

I don't know why I feel a little sad.

She raised her head and looked out of the window...

The snow is still floating, covering the new or old scorching black, which is a kind of quiet desolation.

Maybe it is really a king and defeat, with no regrets, and if Qian Yuyi becomes the current king, will he refuse to show mercy to his brother like this?

She seriously thought about it for a while, but suddenly felt bored and couldn't help shaking her head... What does it have to do with her?

However, Luo Wener, who is an outsider, can stay out of the matter, and as a person in the bureau, the small stool can't look on coldly. He was even more angry when he saw that Luo Wener didn't say anything.

"...Many years ago, Yucheng was just an island. The dragon was injured and rescued. A temple was built for special worship. Later, the island continued to grow, gradually bordered the land, and gradually flourished. People say that it is the birth of the dragon that brings welfare, so they intend to build a country. The first generation of monarchs was selected by the dragon, and each later generation of monarchs was also selected by the dragon. Therefore, it is rumored that those who get the dragon will win the world. Until this generation..."

He sighed: "Six years ago, the first king was seriously ill and needed to choose a new monarch. However, when the dragon appeared, it was not as energetic as before, but fluttering, like a smoke. And he moved very slowly and turned around in the air. He was flying to the general, but suddenly disappeared on the head of today's king... The dragon never appeared again, but the country could not be without a king. In two days, the State of Song invaded, and the general led the army to fight. The former king passed away that night and passed on the throne to the current king..."

After a moment of silence, he clenched his fist and clenched his fist: "So over the years, he has kept asking the general to fight around, but what about him? Travel to the mountains and rivers all day long, eat delicious food and drink spicy food. Isn't it because the general has not been recognized by the emperor so far? I'm afraid that even the emperor of Yuanjun thinks that the inextrative king should be a general, not his Qian Yumo. This time, I want to borrow Xirong's knife to remove this big trouble for him!"

A punch hit the table and made a bowl of water jump: "I didn't expect that the painstaking management of successive monarchs would be destroyed in his hands!"

Luo Wen'er was listening to his nagging, but a sudden loud noise made her suddenly raise her head.

The small stool was stunned and grinned with embarrassment.

He touched his head and felt that his mouth was dry and his tongue was dry. He picked up the water bowl with his hand. As a result, he was stunned again.

He threw the bowl on the table and immediately lamented: "The grain and grass have been cut off, and now I can't drink half a mouthful of water. Is it that innocence is going to perish?"

If there is no end to death...

Will Wuya really die?

Luo Wener withdrew her eyes and was about to continue stirring her chopsticks, but found that it was just a distraction. The hair dye in the bowl had frozen into ice.

She stared at the black pimple and looked at the little stool with a sad face, and her eyes suddenly lit up.