Xizhou Qu

Ups and downs, ups and downs, seems to be an irreversible reincarnation in history, the world is divided into three parts, long-term division must be combined, long-term unity must be divided, so no one can tell who will win.

The battle lasted for several hours, but there was no movement in the city, and Nan Gongruo's army seemed to have been prepared for a long time. They defended their attack in an orderly manner, in a steady and orderly manner, and there were continuous supplies of bows and arrows in the rear.

Because the rain is too heavy, it is not good for the attacking side. Countless raindrops hit the body like stones. The heavy rain in the border area is as ruthless as the blizzard here. If it is not for the idea of ​​​​sneaking into the city to cooperate with the army, such a battle is simply extremely stupid.

At the end of the moon, there was still no movement in the city, and the soldiers who were sent out seemed to have evaporated and never returned. Jiang Ruohan looked at the moon that was gradually moving eastward, feeling a sense of ominousness, so he ordered the troops to retreat , The soldiers retreated like a tide, but there was still no movement in Chicheng.

He closed his eyes, and then opened them sadly. He knew that he had lost again this time, but he didn't know where he lost, and which link went wrong.

Jiang Ruohan's face was ashen when he returned to the barracks. His horse's front leg was injured, and it was only a skin wound, but every step he took would arouse the horse's fury. It exhaled a long and rough breath from its nose. He stomped his feet non-stop, as if he wanted to stomp away the pain on his body, but the more he stomped, the more painful it became.

After Jiang Ruohan dismounted with a gloomy face, he beheaded his beloved horse amidst the neighing of the horse and the splashing rain.

None of the surrounding soldiers dared to raise their heads to look at Jiang Ruohan. Everyone knew that this battle, which had been planned for several days, had failed.

After dawn, the torrential rain stopped, followed by Chihou who went to Chilian River to investigate. The Chilian River was filled with many guns, and under those guns were many soldiers of pear ginger. It seemed that they had already known their strategy and prepared on the Chilian River. None of the soldiers sent by Jiang Ruohan survived, and all of them died in the river full of red lotus flowers.

The corpses floating on the river seemed to be sleeping in the beautiful lotus, and the blood in the river had been washed away by the heavy rain without a trace.Those soldiers who are proficient in water, because they want to dive into the river bottom to enter the city, so their weapons are basically light-packed and easy to take out. When facing well-equipped and well-prepared opponents, they have no power to fight back, and they are all killed in the river.

After receiving the news, everyone in the Lijiang military camp had gloomy faces. No one expected such an ending, but judging from the news, it seemed that there were spies in the army, and someone had tipped off the other side.

After losing two consecutive battles, Jiang Ruohan was angry, but he was not discouraged. Apart from secretly finding the spies, he still wanted to continue the next battle. Like a foreshadowing, he always had an ominous and desolate feeling in his heart.

The morale of the army was low, and the plan for the third battle had not been discussed yet, so Nan Gongruo ushered in the pursuit of the victory, and immediately recaptured the lost Huaicheng and Border Town, taking advantage of the momentum of the victory. Jiang Ruohan could only choose to retreat and retreat passively.

The so-called house leak happens to rain all night, good fortune never comes, and misfortune never comes singly. The border war has lasted for four full months, and most of Li Jiang's troops are concentrated in the capital Feixuecheng and the border areas.The Jinmu Kingdom in the north heard that the Lijiang war was going on, and they didn't stay idle. They began to harass Lijiang's land and people infinitely on the northern border. The people at the border began to migrate in the direction of Feixue City.

In addition, due to the migration of refugees, riots and mobs began to appear in many places in the territory, and countless people suffered from it for a long time.As far as war is concerned, these may be inevitable, but they did not expect to develop into the current situation, just like the old saying, victory will cause the people to suffer, and defeat will cause the people to suffer.

Soldiers have undergone countless trainings, and their minds are already as firm as a rock, but no matter how strong their temper is, there is always a soft side.Due to the intervention of the Jinmu Dynasty and several defeats, the Lijiang soldiers who were originally rustic became extremely depressed.

Bainiao migration also knows the return date. Four months is not long, but it makes many people see no hope. In addition, people's relocation and migration lead to the loss of many family letters and loss of contact with relatives at home. The soldiers' last line of defense, Jiang Ruohan's soldiers gradually began to desert, some were captured and beheaded, and some sneaked into the mountains and disappeared.

Jiang Ruohan's always high-spirited face was full of ashes. He lost again and again, and he had already completely defeated his pride as the son of a virtuous king. He lost, and he lost in a mess.

Sometimes, in the cold night wind, when there were only Jiang Yu and Jiang Ruohan, he would always say something inexplicable, asking: "If this city is lost, will you continue to follow me?" go"

Whenever Jiang Ruohan asked these words, Jiang Yu always felt sympathetic and pitiful to him, but also blamed himself a little. With all his emotions gathered together, he could only lower his eyes, nod quietly, and said nothing. language.

He didn't know what kind of person Jiang Ruohan used to be, but now Jiang Ruohan seemed to be a corpse that lost his soul, his whole body seemed lifeless, and his eyes were full of despair and despair like a trapped animal.

The news of Jin Mu's breaking into the city finally reached Jiang Ruohan's ears. His soldiers no longer had the intention to fight any more. Under the attack from both sides, they were defeated. More and more deserters under his command. This battle seems to be an ominous beginning and omen, and Li Jiang is gone.

Jiang Ruohan is guarding Guxue City, which has withdrawn twelve cities. This city is named after the absolute snow in the world. Every winter, the snow here wraps the whole city as clean as a heavenly palace. Countless white plums Ling Han Open, with a faint fragrance floating, just like a fairyland on earth.And because the prefect of the city does not like the noise of the crowd, he has been controlling the population in the city. In the peaceful and prosperous times, when the night is deep and the people in the city are falling asleep, it is like an empty city, so another name is also called empty city.

At this time, although Guxue City is not in the cold winter, it seems to be cold, desolate and quiet. The people in the city have already hid in the nearby deep mountains, leaving only an empty city, as empty as a ghost land.

Autumn is the harvest season for everyone, but the countryside outside the city is deserted and dead silent. Jiang Ruohan felt chills in his heart in this hot autumn.

Before Nan Gongruo's army reached Guxue City, Jiang Ruohan received another piece of news that made him even more desperate. Jiang Ren, the lord of Pear Jiang, was assassinated in the palace by Jin Mu's killer in Feixue City. The palace had already changed hands. He was controlled by his uncle Ling Wang Jiang Chengyu, and his father Xian Wang led troops into the palace in the name of the Qing army and was killed by his uncle Jiang Chengyu. The order was for Jiang Ruohan to move his master back to the court.

When Jiang Ruohan listened to the shrill voice of the people from the capital announcing the call that made him numb, his heart was filled with coldness and sadness. He has never encountered many ups and downs, but since the beginning of the war, it seems that God has played jokes on him again and again, playing him in the hands of fate.

It has been a full year since the border war started, and many things in Lijiang country have changed, it has become completely different, it has become unacceptable, and it has become angry.

That night, Jiang Ruohan drank strong wine on the city wall, and said to Jiang Yu behind him: "If I lose, are you willing to come with me?"

Jiang Yu's heart was also filled with sadness, but he lowered his eyes and asked, "Aren't you going back to Feixue City?"

Jiang Ruohan smiled, as if the strong wine in his mouth choked him, he coughed countless times while laughing, as if he wanted to cough up his entire lung, then wiped the coughed up tears and said: "Back to Feixue In the city, he just went back to die. On the side of the Qing emperor, rebellion is just a name. In later generations, he doesn't even have a ink flower, maybe he doesn't even have a record.

If Li Jiang can survive this catastrophe, he will become a sinner spurned by future generations, a villain with a sinister intention to seize the throne, a loser who has been defeated repeatedly, and a waste. "

Jiang Yu remained silent, Jiang Ruohan continued to drink two sips of wine and said: "My father is dead,

I heard that he died of treason, whether it was treason or something else, only Jiang Chengyu knows, even if other people know the truth, no one will say it out loud, the winner and loser are the truth of this world. "

Afterwards, he stared at Jiang Chi in the deep sunlight, and said to Jiang Yu with a drunken look on his face: "Do you know that someone once told me that you are from Cangqu country, because your uncle was born in Cangqu when he was young?" country, so you are a spy, but I don't believe it."

Afterwards, Jiang Ruohan turned around and continued to face the boundless autumn wind and the desolate autumn scenery and asked: "You said, are you a spy?"

Jiang Yu's heart was originally extremely nervous, but as his words gradually calmed down, the sadness in his heart was even worse than before. He lowered his eyes, shook his head and said, "I'm not a spy."

Jiang Ruohan smiled and said, "I knew you were not a spy."

When the night was getting darker, Mei Ruohan finally prepared to step down from the city wall with a drunken face. He was easy to lose his shape when he was drunk. When he was drunk on the city wall, it was very easy to stumble and fall, but when he left temporarily, He said in a very small voice: "Jiang Yu, do you have a sweetheart?"

Jiang Yu was slightly stunned, then remembered Nan Gongruo he met in Xizhou City, and all the things that had happened with Nan Gongruo, he thought he had it, but his heart was filled with infinite bitterness.

Their encounter is a bit like a story in a storybook, but there is no ending in the storybook, maybe this is reality.The more he doesn't think about it, the more he gets into his bone marrow, he doesn't like men.But when he was in the Red Dance Fairy Forest, he thought that if the other party was Nangongruo, he would not mind if it was him. In the end, Nangongruo kissed him, and he got his wish, but he also suffered the consequences.

Now I don’t know what’s going on with Nangong, but he should be doing well. He will rise to the top and become a well-known god of war and hero in the Cangyun country. of a place.

But he, will he remember himself? He remembered the last time they met, the words the other party turned his back on and said, and the feeling of his sword on his neck, which was so cold as if it came from hell. Thinking of this, his My heart throbbed a little.

Without hearing Jiang Yu's answer, Jiang Ruohan's body shivered slightly, as if being a little chilled by the cold wind, Jiang Yu only thought it was an illusion, he sighed slightly, and then walked down the city wall step by step.

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Anyway, no one reads it. It’s the first time I write it. Forget it. It’s rotten.