Born short-lived

The lieutenant general glanced at the eyes of his colleagues who were hesitant to speak, and couldn't say much, so he answered yes in a bewildered manner, bowed and retreated.It wasn't until he grabbed a guard outside the tent and questioned him sternly that he finally found out what was going on.

——It is said that Prince Huaxu led people to break down the Gubeikou north of Zijingguan.

And from Yanmenguan to Gubeikou, at least it takes a day's journey.

"how can that be……"

"General, it's true." The guard had a frowning expression on his face, "I heard that the prince Hua Xu led the soldiers himself, and there were only 10 soldiers in total, so he caught Gubeikou by surprise... No way, who would have thought that, Didn’t you say he was at Yanmen Pass before?”

"Then what about the people the Generalissimo sent to support Gubeikou?" The deputy general seemed unwilling to admit it, and asked pressingly, "I heard that after I left, the Generalissimo sent someone to Gubeikou to keep an eye on it? "

"You mean General Valentin?" The guard sighed and waved his hands, "Don't mention it, when General Valentin arrived, the Gubeikou had already been broken, we didn't have enough people, and he had already occupied the city to defend it. Had to go back."

In other words, when Gubeikou was broken, Yanmenguan was still in a stalemate with the Huaxu people...

This is undoubtedly another attack from the east. If there is no accident at Yanmen Pass this time, then according to the original plan, all the 20 troops will go to Gubeikou to encircle and suppress.But now there is no assistance in Gubeikou, and because of the news that Hua Xu's army attacked Yanmen Pass, he was not prepared at all. Under Hua Xu's heavy artillery, he quickly surrendered.

No wonder the Huaxu people didn't use heavy artillery when they were at Yanmen Pass before. It turned out that they were all transferred to Gubeikou.

But there is no way for Sha’an. The front line of this battle is too long. If you want to protect the vast northwest, you will easily lose the central part of northern Xinjiang. After all, no matter how vigilant Gubeikou is, a large number of troops have already been dispersed. to the Northwest.

The northwest land is easy to attack and difficult to defend, and it comes and goes quickly.This offensive will fade after a long period of time. Sha'an's appetite is too great. If he eats what he can't fit in his stomach, he will naturally be backlashed.

Right now, they are all going to hit Yinshan Mountain.

What the deputy general couldn't figure out was how did Prince Hua Xu appear in Yanmen Pass and Gubeikou at the same time?Could it be that there is a technique of avatar?

"Where's the Daling? The Daling didn't move?" The lieutenant became furious, "At the beginning, they persuaded us to send troops to Hua Xu, but now what about them?!"

The guard was stunned by the yelling - he was just a doorman, what could he know.

"You don't need to worry about the matter of the big bully." A deep and familiar voice sounded from behind, which made the general tremble all over, and turned his head reflexively, just in time to meet Shang Luo Che's face as big as a pan. And the pair of tiny eyes on the face.

The deputy general was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his head to step aside: "Generalissimo."

Luo Che ignored him, and walked past him with a face like water.

The afterglow of dusk illuminates the desert of Gubeikou in a warm yellow, and the unburned fire on the battlefield is dying to emit thin strands of solitary smoke, which are like wisps of lonely souls floating on the yellow grass wasteland. Dissipated in the fiery clouds.

Zhuo Yiming brought a bowl of freshly brewed ginger tea from the cook, and walked towards the main tent cautiously, but when he was about to reach the tent, he happened to see the man strolling by the door of the tent.

"Your Highness!" Zhuo Yiming laughed and was about to go up to meet him, but he stopped after meeting the strange expression on the man's face, and the smile on his face froze.He looked at the "Dongsheng" in front of him, and called out with some uncertainty: "My lord?"

Wang Sheng put his index finger on his lips, made a silent gesture, then pointed to the tent behind him and whispered: "I'm asleep."

The battle was so fierce that day, Wang Sheng pretended to be Dong Sheng to disperse Sha'an's troops at Yanmen Pass, while Dong Sheng himself rushed to Gubeikou overnight with 10 horses, and took Chengguan without stopping.

During this period of time, Dongsheng had used too much Tiangang Lingwu, coupled with the frequent fighting, he lost his strength immediately after a short rest, and passed out as soon as he entered the tent.Except for Yinfeng who hadn't come back yet, all the other Lingwu had been sent back to their original form, leaving only the reincarnation here, firstly, to use this face to suppress the situation, and secondly, to take care of the one lying on the bed.

"Then..." Zhuo Yiming looked down at the ginger tea in his hand with some disappointment. The cold wind is howling now, and it will probably be completely cold in a short time.

"Tsk," Xiangsheng frowned, "keep this for yourself, he can't drink it now."

Zhuo Yiming sighed, and an angry voice came from inside the tent: "I can't drink anything..."

Zhuo Yiming was very familiar with this voice, his eyes lit up immediately, and on a small face that was tanned like the bottom of a pot, it seemed that he could compete with the white crystal magic lamp: "Your Highness?!"

Xiangsheng opened the curtain and looked inside, and saw that the person on the couch had opened his eyes, and was blinking at him in a good mood at this moment, so he raised his eyebrows and said: "Yo ho, are you awake?"

"Isn't it... If you don't wake up again...you will steal something good again." Dong Sheng tried to sit up while joking.His complexion is still not particularly good, Kabai's lips are almost bloodless, his eye sockets are also abnormally red, his speech seems to be leaking, and he becomes hoarse after a few words.

"Your Highness," Zhuo Yiming burrowed directly under the elbow of the deceased, and sent over the still hot ginger tea, "Just brewed, warm your body."

Dong Sheng glanced at the sky through the lifted curtain, and then looked down at the ginger soup Zhuo Yiming handed over. The dark red soup could smell the sweetness of brown sugar from a long distance away. There is still a layer of white heat floating on the son.

This Zhuo Yiming didn't learn how to wield a sword, but he learned how to serve others.

Dong Sheng still smiled after all, reached out to take the porcelain bowl, and said with a very serious face: "Thank you, Young Master Zhuo."

"Your Highness, you are welcome." Zhuo Yiming grinned and showed his white teeth, which stood out on his briquette-like head.

Seeing Zhuo Yiming, Dong Sheng couldn't laugh or cry, and said in his heart that it was a bad dish, after a good job, he made him an errand runner, and he was very happy to run.

He raised his hand and rubbed Zhuo Yiming's hairy head, looked up at the past life who was holding his arms as if he was watching a play: "How is it?"

It had been several hours since they took down Gubeikou, and Dong Sheng still had a lot of things to do before he fainted, and it was already sunset when he opened his eyes.

"The Chengguan has already been arranged, and we will be able to climb over the mountain as planned in a few days." Wang Sheng said as he walked towards him, sat on his couch very naturally, and smiled, "And I have good news for you."

Dong Sheng raised his eyebrows, and said with great interest: "Let's hear it."

"Yuanli just received the news from Yinfeng, saying that the people from Panyang have retired." Xiangsheng said with a sigh, "But in fact, they already retired a few months ago, but we have been running around before, so The news is stagnant.”

"Is that so." Dong Sheng thought for a while, the corners of his mouth subconsciously curved up a little more, his eyes crooked with a smile, "Good thing, good thing."

This shows that everything is going well in the East China Sea, and it has not suffered much from the war... And that person should also be safe.

"Did Zirong mention anything?"

"General Zhou was not mentioned in the news sent back by Yinfeng." Wang Sheng knew what Dong Sheng was thinking, so he took advantage of the situation and comforted him, "No news is good news, and nothing will happen to him."

Dong Sheng was slightly taken aback, then lowered his head and smiled, and said softly: "I understand this."

The defense of the East China Sea is the most complete and strict among the four realms. Although there seems to be nothing on the sea, Huaxu's most powerful defense system of the Great Wall is dormant under the sea.Calculated according to the time, the people of Panyang carried it in the East China Sea for less than a month. Such a short period of time must not break the border of the East China Sea, let alone hurt Zhou Zirong's body.

"Isn't it time for the Yinfeng to be passed back?" Xiangsheng said.

Dong Sheng's smile paused, and he carefully raised his eyelids and gave him a sideways glance.

In the past life, the smile remained undiminished, and the face that was exactly the same as that of Dong Sheng looked extremely creepy.

Dong Sheng coughed lightly as if he was guilty, lay down and turned over as if nothing had happened, pretending to chirp and crooked: "...Ah, my head hurts to death, ah, ah, you two, hurry up and let me sleep for a while .”

The past life put a hand on his shoulder very mercilessly, and pulled him back.

Zhuo Yiming turned around stiffly, pretending he didn't see anything.

"The battle in the East China Sea is over, and it's useless for Yinfeng to stay there." Wang Sheng opened his mouth and scolded, "Either call him back, or I will change back, do you really think you are an iron man? The wolf and the tiger are still taking a nap. , do you think you live too long like this? You fucking know that the emperor..."

The past life suddenly hesitated to speak, his face froze for a moment, and then he turned around stiffly.

Dong Sheng knew that what he wanted to say was "Do you fucking know how the Emperor died?".

The great emperor he mentioned refers to the ancestor of Dongsheng thousands of years ago, and it is also said that he is Dongsheng's previous life, the previous Hei Ling of the Dong family.

Dong Sheng is also a black spirit himself, so of course he knows how his ancestor died.

Hei Ling's use of Tiangang Lingwu consumes only his own spiritual power.Although the spiritual power will recover by itself, if the consumption is too large, the spiritual power will be exhausted one day, and once it is exhausted, people will burp.

At that time, the Jiang people had not yet invented artificial spirit martial arts, and spiritual power was still the most powerful force in the world, and Hei Ling, as a spiritual master with 36 sword spirits, naturally went forward indomitably—of course, this also had its drawbacks, that is, Dong Dong Every time Emperor Wen went to battle, he had to use Tiangang Lingwu, and it was more powerful than Dongsheng now.When Emperor Dongwen finally conquered the world, people would be almost exhausted.

This is why, the black spirit is short-lived.

"I know in my heart that Yinfeng can't come back for the time being." Dong Sheng stroked the back of the past like a hair, "How about you change this face first, okay? I look at you like this and panic ..."

In the past life, he didn't like him at all: "Why not? Don't change the subject!"

As for the yell of the past life, Dong Sheng didn't know how to answer it for a while, so he had to smile wryly and shut up.

The atmosphere was suddenly brought to an impasse, and Zhuo Yiming, who stood aside for a long time, couldn't stand it any longer, and finally said in a low voice, "My lord, Your Highness also has his own ideas..."

Immediately, the past life shouted violently: "Do you have a share in speaking?! Get out!"

"Death." Dong Sheng called out in a deep voice.It was just after the death that he got angry, and after yelling, he realized that he had lost his composure. After all, he was the eldest son of the Zhuo family, so it was not appropriate to treat his subordinates like this.

It's just that he couldn't bear to apologize to a ten-year-old child, so he froze there and didn't speak.

Dong Sheng said softly: "Young master, you go out first."

Zhuo Yiming also knew in his heart that if he stayed any longer, what he heard was not what he should hear, so he answered yes honestly, and bowed out with the empty porcelain bowl in his hand.

Dong Sheng watched the figure as thin as a toothpick withdraw respectfully, without any complaints, not a single extra emotional word, not even a hint of dissatisfaction and grievance.

Based on observations over the past few days, this child, although not capable of martial arts, is really smart, but Dong Sheng is afraid that he is too smart...

After Zhuo Yiming walked away, Wangsheng finally let out a deep breath. After holding it for a while, the rushing anger was calmed down a bit, but his face was still tense, and his deep voice implied unfinished Anger: "Does the East China Sea need you to meddle in your own business? I haven't cleaned up the mess in northern Xinjiang yet. Zhou Zirong's Great Wall in the East China Sea is as solid as gold. Now that the people in Panyang have retreated, if you don't pass the Yinfeng back, you will leave behind." What are you doing there?"

"Actually, to be honest, I didn't think Yinfeng consumed my spiritual energy much. I've been much better just now." Dong Sheng said patiently, "Didn't you just want to help me keep an eye on it?"

"What's there to watch, Zhou Zirong can't take care of himself?" Xiangsheng narrowed his eyes, "During the war, you still have to watch, now? Do you still want Yinfeng to report to you about his eating, drinking, and sleeping? ?”

"How old is he? He needs you to take care of him like this?! Are you his mother or his wife?!" Xiangsheng was so anxious that he couldn't choose what to say, "And I haven't seen him come back with any other news."

"Tsk, what are you talking about..." Dong Sheng shook his head with a heartbroken face, "Why don't we have to finish after this war, what if the Yifanyang people make a comeback? The restlessness in the East China Sea is not good for us. Called to assist in the war..."

"Do you need your people to come to the end of the war? Are all the people in the East China Sea dead?" Xiang Sheng stared at him, "Dong Sheng, let me ask you, are you Yu Gong, to assist in the war, or Yu private... ..."

Is it for helping, or just want to leave a thought in the distance, for peace of mind.

Even if it is a close friend, there is no need to do this step. After all, Yinfeng is not an ordinary soldier, but one of the most powerful Twelve Heavenly Gang Lingwu back then, sealed in the Huajing City Palace for hundreds of years.

"Rebirth," Dong Sheng interrupted him lightly, staring straight into his eyes, the dark eyes were as deep as a bottomless pool of ink, making Dong Sheng's unusually beautiful eyebrows It seems that there is an emotion that makes the past life unclear, "If it were you, what would you do?"

If you know me, you don't need to say more.

The past life was stunned, too many things rushed into his mind at once, which made him speechless for a while, and only felt a buzzing in his head.

"What on earth are you thinking..." Xiangsheng got up angrily and flicked his sleeves, but he didn't mean to ask any more questions. This sentence was more like an angry sentence than wanting to get an answer, just to vent.

1000 years, 1000 years.

Rebirth said: "Do you regard him as a brother?"

Dong Sheng looked at him: "Be a relative."

But after saying this, Dong Sheng felt something was wrong in his heart, but if he really wanted to say what was wrong, he couldn't say it himself.I just feel that this word is still inappropriate, but I can't find the right word for a while, so I have to use "relatives" as a perfunctory act against my conscience.

"I'm convinced of you!" Xiang rolled his eyes angrily, and rushed out of the tent angrily, before leaving, he didn't forget to curse, "Just do it!"

Seeing that he almost pulled down the curtain, Dong Sheng shook his head helplessly and smiled, thinking about himself...

It really does work.

But it's strange to say that Yinfeng has been gone for so long, except that Dongsheng felt a lot of pressure at first, and then he almost felt no burden, and often even hardly felt the existence of Yinfeng.If it wasn't for that Yinfeng is Tiangang Lingwu, who is more than powerful in the physical state, and occasionally has some vague spiritual power induction, Dong Sheng would have worried whether he was abducted by someone.

Could it be that you are used to it so you can't feel it?

[The author has something to say: the reincarnation is the emperor of truth. 】