When the Broken Sleeve Travels to the Country of Women

There was a commotion at the gate of the city. At this time, the city gate was closed tightly, and the people could not leave the city. Merchants and peddlers were pulling heavy goods and yelling at the gate, "Bitch, the city gate has been closed for several days. Don't let people live."

It's just that the army outside the city has quietly approached the gate of the city, but they don't know it. What they care about is that the vegetables in the baskets are going to wither, and if the cartload of cloth is not sold, they will lose a lot of money.

They are intensively arranging their jobs and living their own lives. They are just ordinary people, and those power disputes have nothing to do with them, but they still have to be involved.

The noise at the gate of the city became louder and louder until the sound of the clanging horseshoes could no longer be ignored. The soldiers on the city wall looked terrified and shouted: "Quickly report to the Holy Majesty that the rebels are coming."

The expected battle had indeed come, but they had made a lot of preparations for today.

It's just that when this day really comes, they can't help but fear that if there is war, there will be death.

The soldiers at the gate of the city were a little helpless, and these merchants were still fighting tenaciously for their own petty interests, until one soldier couldn't stand it anymore, raised his pistol and stabbed the cloth merchant who made the most noise.

The businessman's eyes widened, but the blood overflowing from his mouth didn't allow him to say another word, so he fell straight down.

Soon, the people beside the dead body scattered in all directions, and the indignant objections immediately turned into screams, and finally they forcefully choked the screams in their throats.

The gate of the city became quieter, and the sound of the horseshoes became louder in such silence.

The soldier with blood on his hands seemed to have just woken up, and shouted loudly: "The soldiers are approaching the city now, if you want to die, go out!"

The new empress, Wuqing, had already received the news and rushed to the gate of the city. What she saw was such a scene, but she didn't seem to blame the soldier for killing the people at will. Instead, she comforted the people who were cowering in fear: "The general is also for your own good, go home, and you will be at peace after today."

The blood was still splashed on the face of the soldier who killed someone, and he looked at the tall empress in astonishment. He was just a young soldier who had just joined the army, so he couldn't bear the title of "general".

The people around were so intimidated, and the empress had allowed them to leave, so they immediately fled in all directions with horror on their faces.

After a long time, the little soldier came back to his senses and wanted to salute the queen, but the queen waved his hand to let him avoid these rules, "What's your name?"

Xiaobing respectfully replied: "The villain's name is Lin Yu."

"Okay, just now you also heard how I called you. You can understand the so-called keeping promises."

Lin Yu knelt on the ground and said excitedly, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Huang Wuqing slowly climbed up the city wall, "Soldiers, guard this city gate. I want your loyalty. In this way, an unknown soldier can also be called a general. Lin Yu is a precedent."

The unknown soldiers were inspired, watching Lin Yu's red eyes turned to the slowly approaching enemy.

The man on the horse had a cold expression on his face, his eyes were fixed on the woman on the city wall, and the woman looked back at him with contempt, "Lu Wanshu, should I tell you that he is still alive!"

Every inch of Lu Wanshu's face was tense, and there was no change in his expression, "Is the agreement still considered?"

Huang Wu sneered, "Naturally, and with your strength, it seems that you can't shake me by a single ounce."

It's just that the smile on her face hadn't dissipated yet, the sharp arrow that pierced through the air flew towards her neck in a hurry, Huang Wu turned sideways, and the sharp arrow wiped her snow-white cheek, leaving a faint blood mark son.

A hint of anger flashed across Huang Wuqing's face, "Your Excellency really likes sneak attacks!"

"He didn't bring enough people, so can I bring enough people to take your head?" The slow voice sounded slowly, Lu Chuan came out from the soldier formation behind him, but he didn't look in Lu Wanshu's direction, but Lu Wanshu At this time, he already looked terrified.

When he saw who was coming, the anger on Huang Wuqing's face was replaced by panic, because at this time, someone had already reported that there were also a large number of rebels coming at the gate of Guangcheng.

Huang Wu Qingxiu frowned, and shouted to Lu Lu's condolences: "From this point of view, you really want to abandon him."

Just seeing the expression on Lu Wanshu's face, Huang Wu's lightly frowning brows slowly unfolded again, and said sternly to Lu Chuan: "How do you know that I can't win."

Arrow feathers have already started flying down the city wall. The city wall of Kyoto is extremely high, and it is the most difficult to defend. The soldiers approached the city gate step by step against the rain of arrows. Many people died before they approached the city. Door.

They began to hit the city gate with thick wooden pier one after another. Seeing that the city gate was about to open, but at such a critical moment, a group of purple-clothed men with two swords flew down from the city gate.

"It's the killer of Muxue Pavilion!" The soldiers under the city gate began to make fearful voices,

"Don't they care about the affairs of the court?" Everyone in this Yu country knows that this Muxue Pavilion is the largest assassin organization in Yu country. It has been established for a hundred years, and all the killers in it are very skilled. Humans cannot survive.

People already had an inexplicable fear of Muxue Pavilion, and the soldiers on Lu Wanshu's side began to retreat steadily. Although Lu Chuan was very skilled, he was already old, but the two masters of Muxue Pavilion chased him and started fighting. He can still fight for a little bit, but after a long time, he starts to lose the battle, and Lu Wanshu is also restrained by others, unable to provide assistance at all.

Lu Chuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and began to pant violently. It was indeed at this time that the city gate had already begun to be chaotic, and people began to see the panic that could no longer be concealed on Huang Wuqing's face. Behind, Wang Jing, who was supposed to defend against the enemies at Guangcheng Gate, was already with those enemies at this time, and the direction his sharp sword was aiming at was the new queen whom he should be loyal to.

"Wang Jing, how can you be worthy of the late emperor, traitor!"

"Killing my sister and killing my mother, how can I establish a great order? How can I enjoy Taiji with tyranny and bloodthirsty? What I have done now is all for Yuguo's century-old foundation, and I have a clear conscience! You can capture it quickly." It's just how Huang Wuqing can be. Stop resisting, she miscalculated Wang Jing's loyalty, but she still has the last chip.

Under the cover of Mu Xuege's killer, she had already headed towards the palace.

The gate of the city was opened from the inside, and a larger group of soldiers unitedly fought against these purple-clothed men with high martial arts skills. No matter how superb their martial arts skills were, they would still be hard-pressed to defeat ten thousand people. Mu Xuege was dead.

It's just that when the city gate opened, Lu Chuan's abdominal cavity had already been pierced by a sharp sword, and they won.

For the throne of his ancestors, he fought all his life, rebelled several times, his body was covered with scars, his beloved wife died, and his beloved son rejected him. The price was heavy, but before he died, he succeeded.

Lu Wanshu was finally able to come to him. After listening to his last instructions, this father is very strict and can be said to be cruel to him, but his father is still a father after all. His voice trembled, "Father..."

But even at such a time of parting from life and death, Lu Chuan did not change his usual sternness, "Why are you crying!" Then he coughed a few times, and his weak voice became much softer, "You can hate me, this river and mountain... you You have to help me get it back, do you hear me!"

Lu Wanshu shook his head, unable to utter a word.

Lu Chuan slowly raised his blood-stained hand, so slowly, for the first and last time, he stroked Lu Wanshu's hair, "I'm sorry..."

The red hand finally lowered, but Lu Wanshu didn't shed another tear.

The gate of the city was wide open, and Zeli rushed out from the inside. He shed tears without any scruples, even more sad than Lu Wanshu, his own son.

Lu Wanshu walked into the city step by step. The normally busy streets in the capital looked so quiet. He nodded to Wang Jing, who said, "She fled to the palace, and I have sent people to chase her."

Lu Wanshu glanced at the corpses all over the floor, "Let's go, enter the palace."

In the Guangde Hall, Huang Wuqing was sitting on the empress's throne, there were only two people in the hall, and Huang Fufeng was also sitting on the throne crookedly, with his eyes closed.

After waiting for a while, Lu Wanshu and Zeli came, Huang Wuqing poured wine into the golden cup, and began to drink by himself, "It's coming soon, I'll bet again."

After saying that, she threw away the gold cup in her hand, took out a dagger inlaid with rubies, and pressed it against Huang Fufeng's neck, beauty or Wanli Jiangshan, choose one.

But Lu Wanshu set up the arrow feathers, pulled the strings full, and the arrow pointed at Huang Wuqing, but Huang Wuqing chuckled, "Your father is gone, no one is restraining you anymore, what, you really want him to die?" ?”

Lu Wanshu didn't let go of the hand holding the bow, Huang Wu shook the sharp blade in his hand, and accidentally left a shallow gash on Huang Fufeng's pale neck, "Oh, this knife is really sharp!"

But at this time, Huang Fufeng's thick eyelashes moved, and he slowly opened his eyes. Huang Wuqing's smile became brighter, "Brother Huang, quickly persuade your concubine, he is going to kill me."

Huang Fufeng's expression was still in a daze, and the scenes before the arrow were still replaying in his mind.

Lu Wanshu used him.

It took a lot of effort for Huang Fufeng to raise his eyes to look at Lu Wanshu. The moment his eyes met, Lu Wanshu tightened his grip on the bow in his hand, but his face was still so stern, without any waves, let alone letting go of the arrow feathers. mean.

Huang Wuqing gently helped Huang Fufeng stand up from the seat, but the sharp dagger was still on the side of Huang Fufeng's neck, "You really don't care?"

The direction that Lu Wanshu's arrow was pointing at was slightly trembling, but it was because he smiled ironically, "If you want beauties but not country, you probably read too many picture books. You can't afford this emperor."

Huang Wuqing examined the authenticity of this sentence, "It really looks like it, if it wasn't for the poison..."

Not allowing her to finish speaking, the smile on Lu Wanshu's face gradually faded, "Don't even think about it, what if I let you see it on purpose?" Huang Wuqing's face flashed a look of helplessness, "I don't believe it!"

Lu Wanshu's tense face finally changed, it was stern, and said: "Then you should see if I am pretending now."

When the smile on his face disappeared completely, the tight string had been released, why was the sound of sharp arrows flying so loud, it almost deafened people's ears, and the sharp arrows were about to sink into Huang Wuqing flesh and blood, but she put down the sharp blade in her hand.

Huang Fufeng was pushed away. Yes, he was not pulled over to block the arrow, nor was he pierced through the throat by a dagger. Two arrow feathers swished, one hit Huang Wuqing's vital point, and the other was nailed to the dragon chair behind him. , Lu Wanshu finally put away the bow, and the bow in Zeli's hand also fell to the ground.

Everything is over.

Huang Wuqing fell to the ground, with a faint smile on her lips, "I lost the bet, ahem... I lost to Wang Jing's loyalty, and you, Lu Wanshu's hard heart."

Huang Fufeng got up from the ground in a somewhat dull manner, and came to Huang Wuqing's side step by step, and helped her sit up, like a certain moment in the previous life, he wanted to ask "Why?" But the words were already stuck in his throat Here, it seems that just one syllable can pierce a person's throat, which is really too painful.

"Pfft..." A mouthful of blood spewed out from the chest cavity.

Huang Wuqing raised her hand and slowly wiped away the blood from Huang Fufeng's mouth, "In the past, the only person I wanted to protect was myself, but now there is one more you, thank you for your willingness to protect me, and, don't you..."

Death is sometimes too cruel, and even the last words are unwilling to be finished by others. It is obviously only a sentence, and God is stingy to give it.

The tears on Huang Fufeng's pale face had dried, and the body of the person in his arms was already stiff. He sat on the cold and smooth floor for a long time, but he couldn't feel the cold anymore.

He sat on the ground for a long time, and Lu Wanshu also stood aside for a long time.

Until he felt that Huang Wuqing could no longer feel any pain, he began to pull out the arrow feathers from Huang Wuqing's body, making his body covered in blood, but he didn't care at all.

He staggered, picked up the cold body, and walked towards the entrance of the main hall.

When he walked past Lu Wanshu, he didn't see his expression, he just asked, "Are you going to kill me?"

Lu Wanshu said nothing, "If I don't kill him, I will leave."

He tried his best to support his body and waited for a while, but Lu Wanshu still didn't answer, he started to walk out of the hall step by step.

The empty hall was eerily quiet.