Devil’s Advent

Chapter 587 Tian Wujing

fire,

fire,

A fire fueled by a capital city and its people!

Uncle Zheng, who was riding on horseback, opened his eyes wide.

Without that dream,

Perhaps Uncle Zheng would think that this is the prince who destroyed the capital of Chu and burned the city in one fell swoop!

can't say,

Uncle Zheng will ride on the horse and enjoy the extravagant bonfire leisurely;

If the interest comes,

Want to play Melancholy:

It can be said with emotion: the people of Yan are burned, and the scorched earth is pitiful.

Want to flirt:

You can take a cup of wine and drink it in small sips in front of the soaring flames and the miserable cries in the city;

want to play surging,

You can speak in front of the lieutenant and ignite their passion!

but now,

Zheng Fan didn't have the slightest leisure time to do these things,

When he saw the fire,

I just feel empty in my heart.

In two lifetimes, to put it more realistically, because of family reasons, the relationship between Zheng Fan and his father in his previous life was actually very weak, and his father didn't look much like his father. After his relationship broke down, he often drank heavily, Many times, he may have forgotten that he still has a son.

There are no warm memories between father and son.

Later, he got into a car accident and left. Actually, it was quite sudden, but firstly, I was still young at that time, and secondly...it was sudden.

At my father's funeral, there was some reluctance and sadness, but more of it was the hesitation about how I would change from an approximate orphan to an actual orphan.

Parental love is often praised and praised with various great metaphors;

But in fact, whether it is father-son relationship, mother-son relationship, or brotherhood, as long as it is a relationship, it needs to be maintained.

Ordinary people are not brave, it is impossible to feel the echo from the blood of the other party face to face;

If the relationship is not maintained or managed, to be more realistic, father and son, mother and son, brothers and sisters live like strangers, and there are too many of them.

But Lao Tian is really kind to himself,

You have nothing to say,

sometimes,

It was difficult for Zheng Fan himself to explain why.

As a bystander, the blind man may be able to analyze Lao Tian's psychology, but it is impossible for the blind man to study and analyze it with his master.

The relationship between people cannot be calculated, and it is a real relationship if it is not calculated, otherwise it is a mutual use.

A messy account, in many cases, is also quite beautiful.

Perhaps, Tian Wujing is fine. The sword master said, After all, the skin of a warrior is thick.

Juggernaut is no longer a matter of threshold or not, but when something happens, when the warning sign of the dream echoes the reality, he is really worried about Zheng Fan.

As for Tian Mujing,

The Juggernaut doesn't have any sense of sympathy,

He had expressed the most bitter emotion that could not be compared with Nanhou.

However, it is only limited to emotion.

After all, Tian Wujing would not come to his yard every now and then to grab a meal, Tian Wujing would not bring sweets to his stepson, nor would he call his wife and sister-in-law skillfully.

How can people not distinguish between closeness and distance?

He is a sword saint, not a Confucian saint;

And even if he is a Confucian sage, he should not be worried about Tian Wujing alone at this moment, but should be worried about the people in this city of Yingdu.

Zheng Fan remained silent,

Ride forward.

It's just that the speed is a little slower.

What should be faced is what must be faced after all.

In my previous life, I dared to end my life early,

There is no reason to live more and more in this life,

It also failed Lao Tian's efforts to drive ducks to the shelves so many times.

But, Ma Suu, I don't want to bring it up.

Better go slower, better, slower.

Si Niang was beside her, she didn't say anything, she knew that the Lord didn't need others to help him share anything.

call……

Uncle Zheng let out a long sigh of relief.

The eye sockets were a little red, the closer to Yingdu area, the more smoky the air filled the eyes.

But his family is here, and Uncle Zheng is not interested in finding a reason to say that he was smoked.

If at this time, you still have to hide your emotions and cover up your gaffes, these days will be too boring.

Actually, I had this premonition very early on.

four years ago,

field house,

The Marquis of Jingnan gave an order to the guards who were eating:

Do not stay behind!

If they hadn't seen how Jingnan Hou and Tian's family got along during the day, outsiders might think that the relationship between Dayan Nanhou and his family was not close.

But Zheng Fan could tell that the Tian family might have some faults of the Tian family, but the Tian family was really kind to Tian Wujing, and the Marquis of Jingnan also really liked and enjoyed this kind of family atmosphere.

don't care about things,

If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed;

In this world, the greatest torture is nothing more than letting you personally destroy the beauty you care about.

That sentence:

Wu Jing invites his uncle to ascend to heaven.

It's like taking a knife and cutting off your own heart, one by one, neatly and symmetrically.

after that,

It is the death of the cuckoo.

Triumph to Shengle City,

When celebrating,

Received the news of his wife's death.

Master Hou turned his head white overnight.

that time,

It was the first time Lord Hou said the word Jing Nan.

But he couldn't go against it, he couldn't really go against it, some things he couldn't even investigate, and he didn't dare to investigate.

For Dayan,

For the great cause,

For the ideal,

He has already destroyed himself,

If you repeat yourself,

What is the meaning of the death of the relatives who were ordered to be slaughtered by himself before?

This is a road of no return that is destined to have no back road. When you go up, you can't get down.

I heard from the blind man that Lord Hou went to see Tian Tian that night.

Maybe that's the only time father and son meet.

The blind man said that Tian Wujing didn't see his son. Apart from the various speculations, in fact, the biggest reason was probably that after becoming a father, he was afraid that he would lose control of himself.

I swear, this black dragon flag will always be in your hand.

There are too many, very obvious foreshadowing;

Flag, I don't know how many poles have been erected for a long time.

Sometimes, Zheng Fan could only pretend that he didn't understand.

You can't even persuade, and you have no reason to persuade;

Put yourself in your shoes, think in another place,

if you are in that position,

Maybe what you want to do the most is to die quickly and get rid of it.

But Zheng Fan really didn't want Lao Tian to die,

He was used to that figure appearing in front of him.

There is a saying that Zheng Fan has never said to anyone else.

He doesn't like to salute, he doesn't like to kneel, he kneels to others so that he won't kneel in the future;

But every time I salute Lao Tian, ​​I really have no resistance at all in my heart.

At this time,

Two groups of knights surrounded them. They were sentry cavalry on the periphery of the Jingnan Army.

However, the misunderstanding did not happen. Firstly, the armor on the bodyguards brought by Zheng Fan was obviously made by the Yan army, and secondly, a school lieutenant who was playing Qianer directly recognized Uncle Hirano.

See Uncle Hirano!

I've seen Uncle!

I've seen Uncle!

Zheng Fan took a deep breath and asked:

Where is the prince?

The lieutenant had a look of anxiety on his face,

road:

Returning to Uncle, the lord led the army into Yingdu earlier. When he came out after changing his team, the lord... the lord hadn't come out yet. Now, the lord should be out of the city now.

Zheng Fan didn't say anything else, and rode forward.

The fire in Yingdu could not be finished in a short while, and it was normal to burn for a few days. The closer to the city wall, the more anxiety Zheng Fan could feel from the soldiers who saluted him.

This is a kind of anxiety for the whole army, which means one thing, that is, the prince has not come out of the city yet.

It’s fine if it’s just a fire in the city. The big guys don’t believe that this kind of fire will pose any threat to their prince, but the problem is that most of the Jingnan Army knights who followed the prince into the city have already left the city.

They came out early, and apart from the casualties during the previous fight, the fire did not cause much damage to them.

After Uncle Zheng got off his horse, he immediately called for a general who had followed King Jingnan into the city.

Zheng Fan walked towards the north gate while listening to the general's narration,

Zheng Fan finally learned all the story of King Jingnan from entering the city to the appearance of Huofeng.

The Juggernaut who was always behind Zheng Fan said;

So, Tian Wujing guessed that there would be a fire in the city, so he didn't let the army enter the city?

Facing the capital of the enemy country, but did not let the army under his command enter the city, this is really unreasonable.

After all, King Jingnan would not do things like benevolent to the people of Chu and then use the land of Chu to establish himself as king. There is no need for him to be gentle with the people of Chu.

When a country was defeated, unless it was a decent surrender, its capital was bound to be poisoned.

In the early years, the peaceful lives of several generations who lived at the feet of the emperor would often be spit out with profit when the dynasty collapsed.

Siniang replied to the Juggernaut:

Since the Regent of Chu is not in the capital, and the main force of the Imperial Guards of Chu is not here, it must mean that there are strange things in the city. It is right not to let the army enter the city at this time.

Once the main force of the army enters the city, how many soldiers of the Yan army will be burned to death under the fire?

If they died in battle, that's fine. After all, anyone who wants to gnaw off Dayan cavalry will have to peel off their skin first.

But being burned to death by the fire like this is definitely a huge loss.

The general immediately said:

After the fire phoenix appeared, the lord ordered us to evacuate out of the city. If it was later, or after the fire had fully ignited, these brothers would have been very lucky if they could finally escape halfway alive.

Where is the prince, he has not left?

Returning to Uncle, no, some brothers have already gone in to look for the prince, but none of them came out.

Under such circumstances, the reason why they went out of the city at the beginning was because the Jingnan Army was used to obeying any military order of their lord, but when the fire suddenly broke out, the soldiers were concerned about their lord, so they couldn't help but send people in to check.

The sword master said: If the fire was caused by the spirit of the fire phoenix, then the imperial city, as the core of the formation, must be the place where the fire is the heaviest.

Moreover, Tian Wujing will not leave. His purpose of coming here is to trample on the dignity and pride of Chu people, and to destroy the capital.

Both of those things he needed, required him to stay.

Then there is still hope for King Jingnan? Si Niang asked instead of Zheng Fan.

The sword master shook his head, and said: This is a large formation, this is a blood sacrifice, under a blood sacrifice of this scale, only God knows how tyrannical that fire phoenix will be in a short period of time.

Siniang winked.

The Juggernaut shook his head and said:

Let's see fate.

The implication is that if Tian Wujing wants to escape, he must be able to escape in advance.

a fire phoenix,

as strange as it sounds,

But that is not the real fire phoenix after all, it is just a spirit.

Besides,

So what if it's a real fire phoenix?

If those so-called divine beasts were so invincible in the world back then, how could they be recorded in historical materials as the mounts of the Marquis of Yan and Chu?

They have all become mounts and have been domesticated, which means that they are not as invincible as the processing legends say.

But if Tian Wujing doesn't want to leave, take the initiative to force the spirit of the fire phoenix to open this big formation and fight to the death...

Juggernaut is not martial artist,

It was difficult for him to put himself in the situation and think about the survival rate of a peak martial artist of the third rank in that situation,

Um,

He's probably...mortal.

Because the physical body of a swordsman is incomparable with a warrior.

Uncle Zheng didn't speak, but he listened to what the Juggernaut said.

Looked up,

Even through the city wall, you can still see the bright red sky above.

Step aside!

The soldiers of the Yan army in front retreated after hesitation, and they occupied the position of the city gate.

The cruel side of the battlefield was revealed at this time, because when the fire broke out in the city, a large number of people wanted to escape from the city.

Earlier, the Yan army suddenly rushed to the city, which was the safest place in the heart of the big guy, but when the fire in the city suddenly burst out in an incredible way, the big guy started to panic and wanted to come out again.

But the Yan army guarded here, blocked the city gate with arrows and military formations.

Naturally, it is impossible to prevent everyone from getting out, because Yingdu is very large, and some strong people or a few wealthy families can use their own masters to help them climb over the city wall, and then escape from the patrolling knights of the outer Yan army.

However, there are not many people that can be brought in. Compared with the dense population of large households or big families, they can only go out to a few cores. If there are too many people, they will inevitably be discovered.

Uncle Zheng took the initiative to walk into the city gate. The area around the city gate, to be exact, was burned very badly in the city, but that was also because of the rapid spread of the fire, while the city wall was relatively open.

Even though the star tower is burning out with torches, most of the area under the city wall is relatively safe, although the smoke and dust are a little bigger, but it is not unbearable.

Therefore, when Zheng Fan came in, he saw that the corners of the wall were densely packed with Chu people with their families.

They can't get out of the city, so they can only snuggle up here.

The country was ruined and the family was destroyed. Today, the people of Yingdu have deeply experienced it.

Among the Wuyang Wuyang crowd, there must be the defeated Chu army and the great nobles hiding among them.

Because the imperial city was the most burned place, the fire was the most serious in the center and spread to the surroundings, and there was often a gathering place for dignitaries and dignitaries.

Uncle Zheng had already seen many people with dark faces but actually wearing brocade clothes curled up in the crowd and shivered.

There are also many children crying, and there are also women holding children.

As usual,

Uncle Zheng would probably be lenient with these children. When he was stationed at Xueguan, he also tried his best to accommodate refugees from Jin.

but now,

Uncle Zheng was not in that interest, nor was he in that mood.

The children were infected by the emotions of the adults, and they cried one after another. This sound made Uncle Zheng feel extremely manic at this time, and he even wanted to draw out the barbarian knife to kill first!

The Juggernaut sighed,

road:

Forget it, I'll go to the star observatory to have a look.

The Observatory Tower is the highest point in Yingdu. Although it is still burning, it is too high and too big, so it is really burning. The Juggernaut plans to take the risk to go up at this time, thinking whether he can look down on the situation inside .

The Juggernaut escaped.

Uncle Zheng continued to move forward numbly for a certain distance,

The fire has spread to the residential houses on both sides of the avenue here. In front, a group of people escaped, wearing Chu people's standard armor.

There are many private soldiers in the state of Chu, and there are also many styles of armor.

Thinking about it, they went in to rescue the person who needed protection, and they were a little staggering at this time.

When they passed Uncle Zheng,

Uncle Zheng drew out his saber,

He directly slashed down on the several Chu guards in front of him.

These few guards had long been dazed by the fire and smoke, and their bodies were exhausted. How could they be Uncle Zheng's opponents, and they were all hacked to the ground by Uncle Zheng soon.

The somewhat chubby nobleman from Chu State who was still covering his mouth with a wet handkerchief immediately knelt down in front of Uncle Zheng:

Don't kill me, don't kill me, I am...

puff!

Uncle Zheng's saber pierced directly from the back of his neck.

Uncle Dayan Ping, he is no longer interested in catching any big fish.

I can't be bothered to pull out the knife.

Uncle Zheng kicked over the nobleman's body,

Then sat directly on its corpse.

Resting his forehead with his right hand,

Uncle Zheng smiled and said:

It's boring, Si Niang, it's really boring. In fact, I should have thought of this day long ago. The blind man has said to me in a joking tone more than once that if Lao Tian is not dead, it will be difficult for us to use our fists.

But I never thought that he would leave so suddenly.

I thought I was ready, I would bring up Tian Tian well, and I would let Lao Tian go away with peace of mind, right, doesn't Lao Tian just value my sincerity?

So much money for milk powder, right?

But why the hell?

My lord, my condolences.

It's not about mourning or not. If he dies, he's looking for death. He doesn't want to live anymore. He's looking for relief!

Zheng Fan suddenly shouted:

This is a happy mourning, a happy mourning, he finally doesn't have to suffer anymore, he doesn't have to endure the inner torment anymore, he finally fulfilled his exile and died in battle.

look,

look,

A Yingdu,

to bury his bones,

Most of the people in the imperial city were buried for him.

In this world,

And where better to find his tomb than this?

What a treasured place of geomantic omen,

Lao Tian didn't care, and didn't like it.

He fits right here,

maybe,

He has already thought about it,

When I sailed south from Wangjiang,

No,

should have been earlier,

He may have already figured it out when he first started fighting Chu.

he wants to die

But he has to continue to live, supporting Dayan to expand the territory and cut off powerful enemies.

Now,

He felt that his burden could be relieved.

look,

The imperial city of Chu State was burned, and after a few days, it became a piece of white land!

How this war will end depends on Yan Jun's own will. The ending is not too bad. If you don't want to fight, let's just withdraw.

so,

He thinks it's ok,

The clan of Yan Kingdom was leveled by him,

The state of Jin was destroyed by him,

The savage was driven out by him,

Chu State was severely injured by him,

Dry country, things that mud can't support the wall.

He felt that he had done what he could and that he could finally let go and leave.

Zheng Fan laughed while talking,

Should I invite another juggling team and let them put on a show here for a few days to celebrate?

Siniang didn't speak, just looked at her master silently.

He's free at last, yeah, finally free.

Uncle Zheng wiped his face vigorously with both hands,

Some choked up;

But I still don't give up, I really don't give up, I still don't give up!

he lived very hard,

he should be set free;

But emotionally, Zheng Fan still couldn't accept the reality that Tian Wujing passed away like this.

Master, we can look forward.

Seeing that the master had almost vented his emotions, Si Niang finally spoke:

Yan Guo owes the prince, we will get it back for him instead of Tiantian, and we will help him to avenge the prince who cannot avenge himself; in the history books, whoever dares to write nonsense, we have to see if the historians have the courage.

We, can do, there are many.

Simple comfort is useless, you have to remind him what else you can do.

When you have something to do, you don't have much energy to think about it.

Uncle Zheng wiped away his tears,

take a deep breath,

Then,

He roared loudly at the sea of ​​fire in front of him:

Tian Wujing, you useless, you worthless thing!

Oh shit,

go to hell,

dead good

dead clean,

After death, the world will be clean, so go die! ! ! ! ! ! !

finished yelling

much more comfortable,

The only regret is that,

Not too many iconic swear words.

Sometimes, it's easier to vent your emotions by swearing at that kind of swearing, but Uncle Zheng still accepts it deliberately, not because he doesn't dare, but because he doesn't want to.

Zheng Fan scratched his hair vigorously with both hands,

road:

Si Niang.

Well, my lord, tell me.

Old Tian is dead.

Yes, my lord.

Old Tian is really dead.

Yes, my lord.

Old Tian is dead.

yes.

Zheng Fan turned his face and looked at Si Niang. Under the light of the fire, Si Niang's face was flushed, and Zheng Fan's face also showed a kind of morbid disobedience.

Siniang knew that this was the sequelae of violent mood swings.

It's great, it's great, no one can control us anymore, we can farm freely, preserve our strength generously, and pull people's heads generously.

Don't worry about someone riding a Pixiu and taking my head off if I do something out of the ordinary.

What a shitty Yan,

What kind of bullshit is the big picture,

after,

Who the hell don't want me to work for him anymore!

because,

The only one who can make Lao Tzu willing to work hard, he is dead, he is gone!

From now on, I will only live for myself, and live happily for myself.

Everyone in the world believed that it was King Jingnan who promoted Uncle Hirano all the time;

But in fact, in this world, only King Jingnan can make Uncle Hirano do things sincerely.

Don't care about personal gains and losses, don't care about family fortunes, and even let Uncle Zheng, who has always cherished his life like gold, take risks with his life time and time again.

Zheng Fan stood up,

With their backs to the burning houses,

Looking at Si Niang,

Behind him is a bright fire,

But its front is extremely gloomy,

Uncle Zheng stretched out his hand,

pointing to the sky,

Word by word:

In the future, no one will be able to control Lao Tzu anymore. Believe me, news of today's incident will soon be spread, and many people will be happy, happy that Tian Wujing died.

But I will let them understand,

Understand that he Tian Wujing,

Compared with us,

How benevolent and kind!

He, Tian Wujing, is a waste, who dares not dare, who hesitates, who hesitates, who is sorry for his family, sorry for his wife, sorry for his son;

I won't,

After Lao Tzu,

It will definitely not be like that trash Tian Wujing,

Even though he has such a great ability, he makes himself the most miserable idiot in the world.

Oh, is it?

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