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He even felt that everything in front of him became pale...

"My bones... are also in that tomb?"

This is really a bad joke.

However, for so many years, he had never heard of any tombs of his parents. He always thought that the bones of his parents had already rotted on that desolate dead path.

Maybe he became a delicacy for wild dogs and vultures, or maybe he was lucky enough to be covered by the raised dust and lush weeds. In short, after he was taken away by Zhuge Wolong, he never went to look for them.

"Impossible..." Qin Ke stared, "Who will build a grave for them? It can't be them, right? You must have made a mistake. It must be someone with the same name and surname as my father..."

"Same name and surname?" The woman interrupted him, and said with a sneer, "I don't care if you insist on saying it's a coincidence. Anyway, we found the old forest guard. He just turned sixty this year. He said that Qin demolished the family's grave. He set it up, and it is said that your father finally gave the old man a piece of broken jade from his family, and asked him to help collect the bones after he died, so that the family could be reunited in the underworld... He also said that when the burial, your sister It's just a small skeleton with no flesh and blood on it, and even the bone marrow has been boiled dry."

This is one of the biggest secrets in Qin Ke's heart. Now that it was suddenly revealed, Qin Ke felt a throbbing pain in his heart and could hardly breathe.

But what made him feel even more painful and confused was that the more real the woman said, the weirder his own existence would be.

He doesn't remember that he has other brothers and sisters, but his family of four is clearly buried in the tomb. Is there anything weirder than this in the world?If he wasn't Qin Ke, who else could he be?Where do those real memories of the past come from?

"He must have made a mistake. Yes...it must be..." Qin Ke muttered to himself, as if to give himself enough courage to believe, his voice was a little trembling, and he kept telling himself that all of this belonged to that woman Illusions and lies, she just wanted to disturb his mind with these rambling words so that she could get away...

By the time he regained reality in a daze, the figure of the woman had disappeared.

Out of control, this illusion naturally dissipated, the sky darkened again, showing the darkness of the night, the flames rose in the distance, and the war made the strong smell of gunpowder drift all the way to this end.

Two subordinates from the school affairs office rushed over at this time, each of them was exhausted, and their clothes were soaked in sweat.

Different from what happened to Qin Ke, what they experienced in the illusion just now was much worse. If the illusion hadn't dissipated midway, I'm afraid they would be exhausted to death in the endless forest burning with wildfire.

Qin Ke was startled suddenly, then turned his head, and saw that Gao Cheng had fallen to the ground, his eyes were closed and his brows were wrinkled, as if he was suffering from pain.

Walking in three steps at a time, Qin Ke half-kneeled to support Gao Cheng, called twice in a low voice but did not get a response from Gao Cheng, so he was about to pick him up and take him to the school office.

Just moved a little, he felt a pair of old and rough hands holding his arms, the old Gao Cheng slowly opened his eyes, said: "What are you doing."

"Of course I will take you for treatment." Qin Ke's bewilderment persisted, but he didn't know whether Gao Cheng, who was unconscious, had heard the conversation just now. After a moment of silence, he finally didn't ask.

"No need." Gao Cheng said a little tiredly, "The bed for the dead in the school office is too dirty, an old man like me is not in the mood to lie down, leave it to you."

Qin Ke was slightly taken aback, wondering where did he say this?Could it be that such a large school office can't clean up a room to accommodate you?But then he realized what Gao Cheng meant, and showed a sad expression.

"The Gao family does serve the royal family." Gao Cheng sighed slightly, "The ancestors paid a huge price to continue the family. Naturally, it is difficult for an unworthy descendant like me to blame them."

"In this case, why did you do this?" Qin Ke asked in a low voice.

Gao Cheng squinted at Qin Ke, and sneered, "Why, I'm not a villain anymore? Brat, when you marry a wife and have children, and become a parent, you will naturally know that some things are far more important than life and death."

He paused for a moment, then sighed again: "But I have hesitated for many years to take this step today. Thinking about it carefully, if I could wake up earlier, things would not be where they are today. I think the older you are, the more afraid you are of death. Can't be as courageous as a young man."

Qin Ke shook his head with difficulty and said, "You are the real and courageous person."

"Don't flatter me. If you want to scold me in the future, it's best to scold me alone. Don't let the children of the Gao family bear these charges." The color in Gao Cheng's eyes is fading, but his voice is still calm and composed: " Pick up the 'key', it is the key to defending Jianye tonight, go to Sun Jianan after entering the palace, and ask him to open the gate of the underground palace leading to the formation. As for how to use it..."

As if explaining the funeral, he said it word by word, as if he was afraid that Qin Ke would miss the slightest bit.

"If you can do it, save Chang Gong." In just a few short breaths, Gao Cheng seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He lay quietly in Qin Ke's arms, closed his eyes, and revealed his true love between his brows. relieved.

Perhaps the old man has survived until now, but he just feels that he owes his son something?

But he hadn't had time to ask one more question, whether what the woman said was true or not.

And who is he, Qin Ke?

Chapter 7 Ninety Barricades

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The light of the fire seemed to draw a huge curtain in the dark night, and the blood on both sides of the street was like rain that fell at an unknown time.

As the two teams collided amid roaring and furious roars, Huang Yao felt the spear in his hand penetrate into one's chest in front of the array with his palm clenched.

Then, with another effort, the point of the spear pierced through the hard leather armor, and the rider was dragged off the horse until he died convulsively.

Of course, most soldiers on the battlefield don't know how to practice, so it's hard to kill people directly with a violent attack like him, but the narrow streets are not places where cavalry can gallop freely, and the power of spears and spears can be doubled at this time .

Therefore, although the army left behind in Jianye was not a master of all battles, after bordering the border, it was still able to fight the fierce Qingzhou ghost cavalry.

Even, the solid formation of the infantry once caused the horses to raise their front hoofs in fear and overturn the riders on their backs.

During a round of melee, Huang Yao was dazzled by the dust and blood, but still judged the situation calmly.

He was not an opponent of well-trained Qingzhou Ghost Riders, so he immediately greeted and threw down the barbed wire, then turned around and led the troops back into the streets and alleys.

On the street, all kinds of furniture, rolling logs and stones used to defend the city were piled up together to form a high barricade. Huang Yao put one hand on the foot of the table. Seeing that the cavalry did not pursue, he laughed and dragged his tired The body climbed up on the pull of the guard.

"Damn, you think you can run wild in the city when you ride a group of horses? Don't these Qingzhou ghost riders have water in their brains?" Huang Yao said cursingly as the night wind was a bit chilly.

Rubbing his eyes with dirty hands, the blurred vision became clearer. He reached out and snatched the pipe from the old guard, and stuffed it into his mouth mischievously and rascally.

Although he used to be a son of a bitch, but he has been guarding the border for a long time, even if he doesn't say he has all kinds of poisons, smoking and gambling are no problem.

Just taking a deep breath, Huang Yao felt a pungent and stimulating taste deep into his chest, which made his scalp tingle and his spirits shook, and he sighed in satisfaction after a while.

The old soldier's name was Tinglu, and he was not angry when his pipe was taken away. He just looked at this young general with a clear face and a good family background, but he was more rogue than any veteran in the army.

He complained: "Boss, this is the last bag, I'm not willing to take such a big mouthful."

After hearing this, Huang Yao laughed and kicked Ting Lu's waist, saying: "Fuck you, it's just a bag of leaves, you are really a treasure. When the time comes, I will return you ten bags and beat you to death."

That being said, Huang Yao also knew that at this time, a bag of tobacco leaves that could relax and tense the mind was more expensive than gold, so he took a few puffs reluctantly and threw it back, which made the latter flustered.

After hiding his treasure, Ting Lu climbed up the barricade again, looked at the gathering of ghost riders in Qingzhou from a distance, and said a little dumbfounded: "Boss, it's not that they can't beat us, why don't they retreat?"

This sentence made Huang Yao spit out saliva, and then slapped Ting Lu's helmet, making his eyes black.

"Aren't you stupid? I'm bragging, sir, and you take it seriously!" Huang Yao cursed, "He is Qingzhou Ghost Rider, and there are only a few armies in the world that can fight against him. Can you beat them back? Then don't call me Huang Yao, can you call me God of War?"

Ting Lu straightened his helmet, and smiled: "Then we don't understand."

"You, you are only worthy of being a pawn for the rest of your life." Huang Yao shook his head, with an expression of hating iron but not steel.

He knew very well in his heart that although the army under him was not the miscellaneous brands that were belittled in the words, it was still not at the same level as the Qingzhou Ghost Rider.

If you really think about it, these few rounds of attacking and defending Qingzhou Ghost Riders did not suffer any heavy losses. On the contrary, our side has already panicked under the series of blows tonight.

"Now that I think about it, I'd rather guard those monsters." Huang Yao began to worry about Abu, but soon his eyes lit up, because he found a dazzling fire on a watchtower in the distance, like a crowd rising star.

"Win! Win!" Huang Yao laughed loudly, the original haze was swept away, and he clapped his hands wishing he could fly up.

This was the signal he had agreed with Abu. If Abu could block those living corpses, he would tell him on the watchtower. In this way, the city has not completely lost hope?

"If you gather more people, you may be able to pull up a team of [-], and join Abu again..." Huang Yao calculated that the Qingzhou Ghost Rider on the street in the distance changed again.

I saw these powerful cavalrymen began to abandon their horses, one by one dismounted and formed formations, and continued to march towards the barricades!

"Archers get ready!" Huang Yao's heart tightened, and he immediately started shouting, but the crossbow arrows of the Qingzhou Ghost Riders are first-class war weapons, and the swishing sounds exchanged with each other, but it was his side that was shot a little Can't hold my head up.

However, Huang Yao knew very well that the Qingzhou Ghost Rider's crossbow was slow to reload, and it was impossible to continue shooting like this, so he patiently waited until the sound of the crossbow machine disappeared, and let the archers counterattack the Qingzhou Ghost Rider again. There was a sound in the formation of Qingzhou Ghost Riders.

"Grass, it's all bastard, and you can't shoot it in."

Huang Yao could clearly see that the cowhide armor on the Qingzhou Ghost Rider was very hard and could insulate a lot of damage. Many arrows were directly stuck in the gaps between the armor pieces, without any lethality.

Huang Yao saw with his own eyes that the people who were screaming in pain did not die, but held their weapons again within a few breaths, and came forward steadily!

This is probably the first time in Huang Yao's life that he complained about Jingwu's armor craftsmanship. Although his complaints are unreasonable, after all, he never thought that he would become an enemy with Ghost Rider before, so naturally he would not respond to it. This is guarded against.

"The position of this barricade is too far forward, ready to retreat." Lowering his head, Huang Yao heard a crossbow bolt whizzing past his head, feeling a little chilled in his heart, and also a little strange that the enemy's offensive suddenly became so resolute.

He waved his hand to signal to the few subordinates beside him, and the subordinates he had carefully selected were also very capable. Amidst their shouts, the team of hundreds of people quickly became two teams under the distribution, each responsible for After the break and the response.

Just after entering the barricade at the back, Sun Yi arrived panting. This civil servant from a family was still dressed as a scribe, but his upper body was tightly wrapped in armor, and his clothes and knife were covered with sticky blood. , obviously did not kill the enemy less on the battlefield.

When he saw Huang Yao, he didn't wait for his breath as soon as he stopped, and immediately said to Huang Yao: "Those county soldiers on the edge of the southern city stopped attacking and turned around to plunder the people. I need two thousand... …No, 1000 people."

Huang Yao was not happy when he heard it, and said cursingly: "My mother, I don't have so many people, I want another 1 people to help me guard this territory, Qingzhou Ghost Rider is over there, in a while It's time to do it!"

"Damn it, these bastards, Qiu Ba, didn't dare to turn around and go back to fight the Qingzhou Ghost Riders, and they didn't dare to fight us head-on, they only dared to do some house robbery. When did Jing Wu have such a group of bastards. "

But as soon as this sentence was finished, Huang Yao noticed that there was something wrong with the expression on Sun Yi's face. Knowing that these county soldiers were recruited by this lord, he laughed and said, "Master Sun, I didn't mean you, Don't take it to heart."

Sun Yi shook his head and said: "It's okay, this matter is all my fault, if I hadn't been self-willed and arbitrarily led troops to help, I wouldn't have given Gao Changgong a helping hand for nothing."

Huang Yao patted Sun Yi on the shoulder, but he didn't care that it was against the rules for him to do so as a junior. He pondered for a moment and said, "I'll spare you 1000 people, but none of them are very good at fighting."

Sun Yi understood Huang Yao's meaning, and responded: "I'll try my best to bluff, those county soldiers are scared out of their wits now, maybe I can win them over again..."

"Then I'll give you another thousand!" Huang Yao gritted his teeth.

He knew that Sun Yi had such abilities, if he could really bring those county soldiers here, it would be considered unbearable to go into battle, as long as he could put cold arrows in the rear, anyway, Jianye City's arsenal was full of bows and arrows, and one more man would be more powerful.

It's just that this distance can't quench the near thirst, and the extra thousand is already his limit.

Once his side fell, Qingzhou ghost riders would be able to reach under the palace wall in less than a quarter of an hour. Such a crime was enough to make some staunch generals commit suicide.

"Thank you." Sun Yi nodded emphatically, and before leading the team to set off, he gave Huang Yao a deep bow, as if he was not facing his own junior, but a respectable superior.

"Master is not someone worthy of respect." Huang Yao shrugged his shoulders. In his life, he has done a lot of good and bad things. The most accurate thing to say is Huang Hansheng's evaluation of him at the beginning: "A mediator Just a dude."

But today, the dude is also thinking about being able to make a career, isn't he?Huang Yao turned his head and could already see the army appearing on the street. With an order, the trebuchet behind him sprinkled stars...

Chapter 791 Mutiny

The huge Jianye City is no longer the peace and tranquility of the past, and there are wars and killings everywhere.

Qingzhou Ghost Riders are still so powerful even without their war horses. Even because of their familiarity with the Jingwu army, they are like fierce tigers rampaging in the streets and alleys, unstoppable.

Compared with the military towns at the border, Jianye City is really too big. Tens of thousands of people scattered everywhere are like beans thrown into the sea, and it is difficult to cause too many waves.

Countless streets, alleys, and rivers have built this rich city, and each of these roads representing commercial prosperity has now become a channel for the enemy to gallop easily.

It's just that what surprised the Qingzhou ghost riders was that although the Jingwu infantry they encountered tonight was not strong, their fighting will was exceptionally strong.

Li Zhu, the commander of the Qingzhou Ghost Rider Guards Battalion let out a low cry. The spear in his hand was like a poisonous dragon, easily piercing through the cowhide armor and penetrated into the flesh and blood of a defender. Unable to hold the weapon in his hand, he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell limply to the ground.

But Li Zhu could clearly see that although the dead defender had started to twitch, he was still trying to find his weapon on the ground with one hand, as if he wanted to stand up again and fight him.

Li Zhu hesitated for a moment, then sighed suddenly, shook the spear in his hand, the point of the spear came out from the living flesh, and a drop of blood went through the helmet and splashed directly on his face.

Hot, like flames.

Immediately afterwards, the entire defense line lit up with flames, and at this moment, deep black kerosene flowed from the broken earthen jar. The defender who had been stained with flames writhed in pain, but let out a piercing laugh.

"Die! Let me die! Hahaha..."

The three Qingzhou ghost riders couldn't dodge in time, and their bodies were directly engulfed by the flames. If Li Zhu hadn't pulled one of them back quickly, there might be another dead soul in the sea of ​​flames.

Even in the face of a strong enemy, they still stubbornly resisted. Some defense lines tried their best to fight every soldier, and even lit the fire with kerosene, just to delay the time for a quarter of an hour in vain.

Facing such a battle situation, Li Zhu took a deep breath and remained silent.

He knew very well why these defenders had to do their best.

If it were him, when his trembling family members were behind him, he would have taken up the weapon desperately and made the last charge with his life.

But why has it become like this now?The Qingzhou Ghost Rider, who was supposed to protect Jianye, now wears a mask and becomes an evil ghost that destroys the city. Where is his family?What about his... daughter who is only twelve years old and looks like a budding flower?

"I quit!" Just at this moment, an out-of-control roar came from the Qingzhou Ghost Riders.

Li Zhu didn't even need to turn his head, he already knew that a subordinate who had followed him for many years was complaining loudly to his brother Pao Ze, and at the same time he dropped the spear in his hand with a bang, making everyone tremble slightly.

"What the hell are we doing? Huh? There are foreign enemies who don't want to fight, but here we kill and set fire to the people of Jingwu!"

One can imagine what kind of angry but humiliated face is behind that evil ghost mask.

Speaking of which, why not myself?

If Qingzhou Ghost Riders were once the patron saint of Jingwu, then behind this patron saint, the strength supporting him must be the firm will of each Qingzhou Ghost Rider and their noble sentiments to save the country and the people.

Eight thousand cavalry rode across the battlefield, and returned shrouded in horse leather.

But now all of this has been wiped out, so all Qingzhou ghost riders can feel very ashamed after fighting, as if the ghost mask made of gold and iron is also covered with dust.

That Qingzhou ghost rider looked up to the sky and roared: "General, this is the eternal sinner who will become Jing Wu!"

"Xu Yin, you're presumptuous!" Mentioning Gao Changgong, Li Zhu could no longer let him vent his anger. He clenched his spear tightly with one hand and shouted heavily forward. In front of Xu Yin, he cursed darkly, "Pay attention to your identity, you are the personal guard of the general, the general has the kindness to know you, how can you openly slander me here?"

"The grace of knowing you?" Xu Yin seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and then pointed to the houses that were burned by flames and the sporadic voices of people calling for help, "Li Zhu! Don't forget, the general is We have been kind to us, but it is the people of Jingwu who support our elite! The murderous gun in your hand came from their hands! And now, it is those motley troops we looked down on in the past, Instead, you are protecting our parents. What about your honor? What about your integrity? Don’t tell me that you can’t persuade the general. If you are really loyal, you should die instead of being a minion here!”

"You..." Li Zhu choked slightly, somehow, at this moment, another face seemed to appear in front of him, equally impassioned, full of righteousness and honor.

Zhang Mingqi.

It has been a long time since that person died, and his body is just outside the city of Jianye. If a person really has a spirit after death, is his soul still quietly watching everything tonight?