snowstorm

Xie Hong fell into the muddy water, his eyes widened in a daze.

When the rain fell on his face, it merged with the muddy water on his face and meandered down his cheeks.

Like a nightmare, he immersed his hands in the muddy muddy water, as if he wanted to scoop up something from the water.

……

"The six prefectures of Yanguan in my great prosperity, my descendants of the Xie family will definitely take them back. Does Hong'er have this ambition?"

"Yes! Hong'er must take back the six counties of Yanguan in the future and show my father!"

"Hahaha, good! Then Hong'er has to learn her skills!"

……

Back then, he was his father's most beloved youngest son. His father's lifelong wish was to recover the six counties of Yanguan, which was lost in Dasheng, but he couldn't do it after all.His father gave him ambition, but in the end he passed the throne to his second elder brother who seemed to be good at everything, but was so good that he was so hypocritical.

It is false to say that there is no resentment or hatred. I am not willing to take root and grow in my heart like a big tree, and I can't pull it out anymore.He didn't understand why his father, the emperor, had given him the dazzling ambition of recovering the six counties of Yanguan, but why he wanted to pass on the throne to others.

Among all the brothers, his second brother treated him the best. He could feel that the mask on his ruthless second brother's face would melt away only in front of him.

"Hong'er, when my mother and concubine passed away, I was lonely and had no one to rely on. The palace was as cold as a snow cave. You and I were the ones who put on the same blanket and played chess with me all night. Don't worry, I will treat you well."

His second elder brother said to him before he took the throne that he didn't use "gu" but "I".He did it, let him out of Jinling, gave him a fief, 13 years ago in Yanzhou, there was a severe drought, his second brother didn't realize that he took half of the relief food, but in the end he only killed Yan Yuanzhou, and didn't pursue it to the end. , Concubine Qian was in power, and his second brother was suspicious and suspicious. He even wanted to take back his son Xie Zheng's fiefdom, but he never moved him.

However, how could he not be jealous, his second elder brother gave him everything but not the throne, his second elder brother obviously got what Xie Hong dreamed of most, but he just didn't know how to cherish it, he only doted on that woman, and even delegated power to her. That woman whose eyes are full of ambition, the six counties of Yanguan, seems to have become an unattainable dream, how can he not hate it!

……

"Uncle, you keep saying that you are a hero and you want to take back the six counties of Yanguan. Where were you when Concubine Qian took over the power of the Qian family?! Why didn't you rise up with Gu at that time?!" Xie Zheng stepped forward and squatted down, Picking up Xie Hong's collar, he stared him in the eyes and asked word by word.

Xie Hong was taken aback, his eyes widened, and he murmured: "I was avoiding the edge..." Sitting on Xie Zheng and Qian's family suffered both losses, so as to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Xie Zheng narrowed his eyes, and asked again: "13 years ago, there was a severe drought in Yanzhou, but you and Su embezzled the life-saving food and grass of thousands of people, and tens of thousands of people in my Dasheng starved to death. Why did you do that at that time?" Do?!"

Xie Hong's eyes widened, his body trembled, and he said, "I was...to raise soldiers...to take back the six counties of Yanguan, how could there be no soldiers..."

Xie Zheng frowned suddenly, and then punched Xie Hong in the face again: "Xie, Hong! The foundation of my Dasheng is my Dasheng people! You remember clearly! Without my Dasheng people, Yanguan The six counties are meaningless!"

After punching, Xie Hong's face was covered with bruises, covered with rain and cement, and he was in a mess.

Xie Zheng punched him again, and said loudly: "Xie Hong! You keep saying that you want to take back the six counties of Yanguan! But, open your eyes and see! Beiliang is now at the border of my Dasheng, and they are waiting for me Sheng internal turmoil, so as to embezzle my great rivers and mountains! How do you explain it?!"

He grabbed Xie Hong by the collar and pulled him towards him fiercely, saying: "Xie Hong! I am Dasheng, there is no hero like you! You are just a despicable mediocrity!"

Hearing this, Xie Hong's body trembled even more, and the long-lost memory seemed to be pulled away regardless of his will.

……

"Your Majesty, you..." This is the eunuch next to his father.

"Hey," his father sighed, and said, "Hong'er is a mediocre talent after all, it's embarrassing to take on the responsibility. Fortunately, although the second brother is cruel, he treats him sincerely. If he dies alone, he doesn't have to worry about Hong'er's life. He is an idler." It's good for the prince to live his life happily like this."

At that time, he was outside the house, and he wanted to visit his father, but he accidentally heard these words...

This is the nightmare of his life.

……

"Hahahahahaha!" Xie Hong raised his head and laughed hysterically like crazy. The rain poured into his mouth, choking his throat.

"Mediocrity! Mediocrity! Good one, mediocrity!"

"Father! Second brother!" He shouted towards the sky, then his voice gradually lowered, and he murmured: "I finally have to admit that I am mediocre..."

He looked at Xie Zheng. This was the nephew he had always been jealous of. He had always been unwilling to admit that this nephew was more dazzling than his second brother, and even his father. It was as dazzling as the sun in the sky. Instead of competing for brilliance, they are all dazzled by his brilliance.

This is the emperor of Dasheng.

"Zhenger." With a hoarse voice, he looked into Xie Zheng's eyes: "Your Majesty! On the day when the six counties of Yanguan were recovered, please send someone to my grave to tell you. Although I had already entered hell at that time, I was desperately trying to lose my soul. I will definitely pick up your letter." After saying that, his eyes dimmed.

After saying that, a large stream of blood gushed out of his mouth, Xie Zheng looked down, his pupils shrank, and saw that Xie Hong had already stuck a dagger in his stomach.He died, but his eyes were still open, and he died with regret.

Xie Zheng closed his eyes, and raised his hands to cover Xie Hong's eyes.He put Xie Hong's body on the ground, stood up again, and ordered the golden armored soldier behind him: "Put his body in the tent so that he can take care of it."

After saying that, his eyes froze, and he ordered: "Li Mingbei!"

Li Mingbei took a step forward: "Immediately dispatch troops to various parts of Bingzhou for disaster relief!"

"Yes!"

"Brother..." Xie Qiao took a step forward and was about to say something when he saw Xie Zheng looking at him with a warm light in his eyes, he smiled and patted Xie Qiao on the shoulder: "Qiao Er, you have grown up. You go with Ming Bei."

Xie Qiao saluted: "Yes!"

In the corner, the masked young man watched this scene for a while, then he sneered, then turned and left.

……

Jizhou.

It was raining heavily.

Lu Jue was wearing a battle armor, standing on the tower of Jizhou City, looking at the dark army of Beiliang below, his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

Under the city, Beiliang God of War Juqu Kun raised his scimitar towards Lu Jue on the tower, and the rain curtain was cut in half by the sharp blade: "I am the Kunpeng King of Beiliang! Lu Jue! You are praised by everyone in Dasheng, How dare you go out of the city and fight with me!"

He shouted like a bell, resounding through the rain curtain. After finishing speaking, he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and said again: "Lu Jue! My name is known to everyone in Beiliang. This time, I will take your head and make a name for yourself." You are great!"

When Lu Jue narrowed his eyes, an overwhelming fighting spirit and chill ignited inside, his bright eyes shone like blades in the dark rain.

He turned around neatly and was about to go, but the lieutenant stopped him with an anxious face: "General, you can't go, this is their method of provoking generals."

Lu Jue raised his eyebrows: "I know. However, I only have 2000 troops in Jizhou now. If I want to defend it, I have to think of some special methods-kill this man, and the Beiliang army will have no leader. They will not dare to fight in a short time." act recklessly."

"But, you..."

Lu Jue narrowed his eyes, and there was fire in his eyes: "You don't believe that I can kill him?"

The lieutenant half knelt down and raised a face full of admiration and fighting spirit: "The general will definitely return victorious!"

Lu Jue strode away neatly, the cloak brought up bright raindrops.

outside the city.

The drums were beating, and the soldiers on both sides shouted loudly, as if they wanted to split the rain curtain.

Cold rain, war horse, cold blade, confrontation.

The icy rainwater slid down Lu Jue's cold and tough jaw line, and the blades collided violently, sparking fine sparks.

A contest of strength and skill.

Lu Jue blocked the opponent's scimitar, squinted his eyes, and deliberately showed a flaw. The man smiled complacently, and the scimitar stabbed fiercely in Lu Jue's rib.

The cold pain pierced into Lu Jue's body, and the blood and rainwater pooled together.He gritted his teeth, and tightly clamped the opponent's arm holding the knife with one arm, and firmly held the sword with the other. On the sword-holding wrist—

—— "pata"

This is the sound of heads rolling in muddy water.

The head of Juqukun, the god of war in Beiliang, lay quietly in the muddy water, his eyes were wide open, and he could not rest in peace.While his body was still on the horse, Lu Jue slammed the scimitar that he had pierced into his body, and the man's body fell off the horse, rolling in the muddy water just like the head.

There was a moment of silence between heaven and earth, only the sound of hunting rain.

After a moment of silence, the shouts above the Jizhou city tower shook the sky, and the morale was high.

"General!"

"General!"

"General!"

……

On the city tower, the Dasheng banner and the "Lu" flag fluttered against the wind and rain, making a sound of hunting.

Lu Jue rode alone on the horse, blood and rain mixed together, and stained the white jade-like face, he was like a Shura with a jade face.He raised his blood-stained cold blade towards the dark army in Beiliang, and said loudly: "Who else among you can fight this general!"

Beiliang's army was silent, and they retreated three steps at the same time.

Lu Jue rode back to the city, and when he climbed the tower, his wound hurt, but he just paused, and then climbed up the tower as if nothing had happened.With a proud and confident smile on his face, he went to face the soldiers who came to greet them with high morale and admiration.

Above the city tower.Lu Jue looked at the dense but silent Beiliang army, and shouted to the soldiers behind him: "Soldiers, have you seen it? They are scared!"

"Tell me, can we guard our Jizhou City and our people? Tell me, can you?!"

The soldiers on the city raised their knives and halberds towards the sky, and the shouts echoed in the wind and rain.

"can!"

"Willing to follow the general to the death!"

"Keep our Jizhou! Guard our people!"

A drop of blood fell on the ground, but no one noticed.