Sha Po Lang

"Your Majesty, you can rest assured now." Mr. Ya stretched out his hand to support the white-haired man. It turned out that this man who had traveled to Daliang many times and claimed to be an envoy was actually the Pope himself.

Mr. Ya: "Although there were countless deviations in the middle, the final result did not waste your time and energy spent here."

The Pope stared at the ferocious sea monsters on the surface of the ocean, and his face was serene without sorrow or joy. It seemed that not only was he not very happy, but there was also a bit of indescribable compassion and melancholy.

"It's too early to say the result." The Pope said, "Fate is a very mysterious thing. It is impossible to predict the fate of a person, let alone a country? Probably only God knows the matter."

Mr. Ya: "For example, that idiot Calais couldn't hold back and revealed that matter to Gu Yun in advance?"

Jialai Yinghuo hates Gu Yun, the last member of the Gu family, so much. There is nothing left in his whole life except this bit of hatred. He has long since abandoned the dignity of the wolf king and become a mad dog. , in his opinion, as long as it can hit Gu Yun, he doesn't care whoever's deployment is disrupted.However, they had no choice but to cooperate with this mad dog. The entanglement between Shibabu and the Central Plains for generations was too deep, and the hidden power of the goddess in the capital was too important.

"I really admire that Gu Yun," Mr. Ya sighed, "If I were him, I might not have done anything, but he actually dealt with those things quietly, otherwise we found out today In fact, it’s definitely crazier than it is now, maybe the garrisons in various places have already...what do they call that? 'Qingjun side'?"

Pope: "The effect is not ideal, but there is no way, the time is fleeting, we have no choice, Jacques, all of us are trapped animals, looking for a way to survive, either swallowing others or being swallowed by others, countless Both eyes are fixed on this huge and plump herbivore, we must take the first step, otherwise we may not be able to fight in three to five years."

Mr. Ya looked at the vast sea, there was water far and near, and the sea and sky were the same color. He was puzzled and said: "Your Majesty, if this is just a herbivore, why are we trying to pull out its minions so painstakingly?"

"Carnivorous or herbivorous is not distinguished by body size or minions," the Pope murmured, "You have to see if it is greedy, whether it has a heart eager to devour and bite... Have you smelled this smell? "

Mr. Ya was stunned, Ziliujin with a high enough purity has almost no smell when it burns, probably only Gu Yun and the dog can smell it, he tentatively asked: "Your Majesty is talking about... the fishy smell of sea water? "

"It's the stench, boy," whispered the pope. "If there's a devil, it's undoubtedly this little mineral, the blue-purple flame that ignited the damned from the day it broke the ground. age, which turned the children of God into the hearts of iron monsters."

Isn't the machine for burning purple gold man-made?

Mr. Ya shrugged and did not refute, but somewhat disapproved.

The Pope didn't explain any more, he just lowered his head, began to kiss the ring with the scepter drawn on his hand, and said a simple prayer.

"Forgive me," he said softly, "forgive me."

At this time, a cluster of azure signal fires suddenly appeared on the forefront of the Sea Jiao Pioneer, soaring straight into the sky.

Mr. Ya's eyes seemed to melt into the flames. He tried to hold back, but he couldn't suppress his excitement for a while: "Your Majesty, it's about to start!"

It was the seventh year of Long'an, the eighth day of April.

It was the third day after Anding Hou Gu Yun moved from the hot spring courtyard to the Heavenly Prison of the Imperial Capital.

It's quite cool and gloomy in the dungeon, but fortunately the chill gradually subsides after spring begins in the imperial capital, and it's already very warm. The haystacks in the cell are softer than camp beds, and it's not uncomfortable to stay for a few days. Gu Yun has the right to be Enjoy the cool.

There is silence around him, there is not even a cellmate who can chat and brag together, and the jailers are all iron puppets, who can't speak-this is the innermost room in the sky prison, and non-emperor relatives, princes and generals are not allowed to enter, Even Tan Hongfei, the commander of the Peking University Camp, was not qualified.

The last person who was qualified to be locked up here was the emperor's brother Wei Wang, Gu Yun enjoyed the treatment of a single room, so he had to stay alone.

But even if someone was chatting with him, he couldn't hear him—the medicine he drank in a hurry before leaving had long since worn out, and the color of the small moles on the corners of his eyes and earlobes had faded to the point of being almost invisible, and he didn't bring the glass mirror On his body, he could barely count his fingers with his eyes open, and the sound of the iron golem's footsteps coming out and going in could be heard indistinctly.

Of course, all the iron objects on his body were searched, but Gu Yun was not out of luck.

He has a secret that cannot be handed down—it was a game he played with Shen Yi when he was very young. He competed with each other who could remove the small parts from the puppet of the Hou Mansion at the fastest speed. Studying how to dismantle the iron puppet that was the gatekeeper of the Hou Mansion, Shen Yi was unable to dodge one time, and was misjudged by the iron puppet as an enemy when he did something bad, so he was thrown directly into the house, almost dying. Of course, Gu Yun couldn't either. I escaped the stinky beating of the old Hou Ye.

The lessons of blood didn't make Gu Yun's memory long, instead, he became more and more courageous. The two of them researched and studied for a long time, and they thought that there must be such a consonant method, which can be like stealing a wallet, passing by and masturbating immediately. How to drop a part.

Later, it was discovered that there were places where it could be removed, but it was limited to such insignificant places as the Iron Monster's mask and the logo on his arm, so Gu Yun's unique skill never had time to be revealed.

But now I finally have a chance to use it.

When the iron puppet jailer delivered the food the day before, Gu Yun reached out and grabbed it while it was putting the food box, and easily removed the rusty number plate on the iron puppet's elbow——

He ground the iron sheet on the stone, first pried off the shackles on his hands and feet, stretched for a long time, then cut a piece of bed sheet and weaved a rope, caught a small mouse and kept it next to him, Save two bites for each meal, and have nothing to do with mice.

That incident was deliberately uncovered by someone with a heart. Gu Yun knew it well. When he secretly investigated five years ago, he had erased some fatal evidence by hand, but he didn't touch Wu He. He was just an old dog lingering on his last legs. Secondly... I'm afraid he is not selfish, and he is really unwilling to let the unforgettable truth be eliminated like this.

Gu Yun admitted that it was because he handled things improperly. If he had been half as calm and tactful as he is now, he would have understood, or he should have collected those things and pushed them out when the time was right, or simply reversed them.Or he should make up his mind to destroy all the past, bury the past in the past, and never let them see the light of day again.

Wrong and wrong, he should not hesitate when he should be decisive.

Just like Yuan and Xiandi, if the old man hadn't been so hesitant, there should be no Gu Yun in the world, and there must be another kind of peace.

Gu Yun didn't know what the follow-up of this matter would be, and he didn't know whether the fledgling Chang Geng could really stabilize the morale of the Sifang army, but he was in the sky prison, and it was useless to worry, so he had to relax first and recharge his batteries.

Later, the mouse found out that this person was too annoying, thought he was annoying, and couldn't avoid him, so he simply pretended to be dead and refused to talk to him.

The little Hou Ye, who disliked cats and dogs, had to do nothing but meditate against the wall, feeling that the mouse's attitude was similar to that of Chang Geng when he was a child.

Gu Yun thought of Chang Geng endlessly, but still couldn't help sighing, turned the iron piece at his fingertips into a windmill, and said to the mouse with emotion: "He might as well accuse me of making trouble for him every day."

The rat gave him a round ass.

Gu Yun took a deep breath, forcefully cleared away even this little bit of distracting thoughts, stretched out his hand to grab the moldy and torn carpet on the haystack, put it on his body, and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

Only by raising your spirit can you face the difficulties and dangers ahead.

No one could beat the half-deaf in the dungeon, Gu Yun soon fell asleep, he had a dream in the cold musty smell.

Gu Yun dreamed that he was lying on his back under a huge guillotine, the blade weighing more than a thousand catties was pressing on his chest, bit by bit the flesh was pressed into the bone, and he was cut in two. The limbs of the body were all disconnected, only the wound on the chest line, which made him scratch his heart and liver in pain. In his ears, he could hear the messy cries, the sound of gunfire, the crying howls of the border town, and the intermittent running of the beard like gossamer... …

He was split open by the guillotine, but there was no blood in the wound. Instead, a signal arrow fell out, screaming and rushing into the sky, causing mountains and rivers to shake.

Gu Yun suddenly woke up with a muffled grunt. The old wound on his chest started to hurt inexplicably. The piercing screeching sound of the signal arrow in his dream lingered in his ears, forming a unique tinnitus.

There seemed to be a strange feeling between him and his Black Iron Battalion. That night, at the ancient Silk Road garrison in the Western Regions, the first ominous signal arrow exploded colorfully in the night sky.

The emergency battle report arrived in the capital one day later. Xuan Ying, who delivered the letter, had only one leg left, holding his breath, and when he arrived at the panic-stricken Beidaying, he fell to the ground and died before he could say a word.

Two hours later, the attack on the Xuantie Camp in the Western Regions shocked the government and the public.

When the news of the Beijing incident spread, He Ronghui led people to besiege the Northwest Protectorate. As soon as he left, the Kucha Kingdom used a hundred and sixty sand tigers to forcibly blast the Xuanqi patrol camp at the entrance of the Western Regions.

The chariot sand tiger is the biggest nemesis of the light-fur cavalry. For a while, the smoke and dust were hustle and bustle, the flames were like a curtain, the horse neighed and died, and the cavalry fell in pieces.

But Xuantieying is Xuantieying after all. After a moment of confusion, they immediately reacted, and Xuanjia pressed forward without hesitation. After receiving the news, He Ronghui immediately led the Xuanying back, and immediately cut off the support of the sand tiger from the air—the giant battle The car is extremely fuel-intensive, and once the supply is cut off, it will be a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron.

But this door-knocking sand tiger was not bluffing, and behind him, as everyone feared, was an army of tens of thousands with flags flying to the sky.

There are foreigners stationed in all countries, countries in the Western Regions who once committed chaos, and even Tianzhu people who have been taking advantage of the fire... There are even more than they imagined.Even if it is a mob, it is still a "crowd". With the sand tiger on its side, the Xuantieying can only fight hard with heavy armor, and soon the two sides began to fight for Ziliujin.

He Ronghui urgently opened the inventory of Ziliujin in the Western Region camp, and he was shocked to find that the inventory was already stretched. When Emperor Long'an thoroughly investigated the smuggling of Ziliujin, Gu Yun had no choice but to suspend the hidden line in his hand, and the share allocated by the imperial court to Xuantieying was only enough to maintain Those who patrol on weekdays simply cannot cope with such a sudden large-scale battle.

He Ronghui sent people to deploy, but the road to deploy Ziliujin was blocked again - the news of Anding Hou's imprisonment has spread, and no one can tell the specific situation. Dare to deploy Ziliujin to Xuantieying without a drum beating order?

What if they want to kill the capital and rebel?

He Ronghui had no choice but to send Xuanying to Beijing, and on the other hand, he asked for help from the northern border city defense army nearby. However, the herald hadn't set off yet, and the eighteen tribes outside the northern border customs suddenly launched an attack. down.

After five years of peace, the world has turned upside down outside the iron wall.

Jialai Yinghuo led tens of thousands of elite soldiers, thousands of heavy armors, and even a kind of "eagle" that was hard to defend against. It was bigger and more lethal than the black eagle, and it bit the northern border defense that stretched thousands of miles and had a big tail.

The fall of the Northwest was out of control. Without the order of the commander-in-chief An Dinghou, even if the last person in Xuantieying was killed in the battle, he would not dare to take a half step back. He Ronghui struggled for three days and two nights. It seems that more than half of the magic weapon that was built will be damaged.

And at this moment, Chang Geng's messenger finally arrived.

This His Highness, who was far away in the capital, brought Gu Yun's private seal and imitated Gu Yun's handwriting perfectly.

He handed two letters to the courier in total—if the border is still safe, he will give him the first letter, so that He Ronghui doesn't have to worry about the court, no matter whether it is from the black market or other means, he will immediately secretly fill the stockpile of Ziliu gold in the Western Regions and repair it. Armor, ready to fight at any time.

In case the frontier has changed, the second letter will be handed over to He Ronghui, asking him not to stick to it, not to love to fight, and quickly shrink his troops to retreat two hundred miles east to Jiayuguan, waiting for reinforcements.

The enemy hidden in the dark has already made a move. It is undoubtedly too late to make a move at this time. Chang Geng does not have a black eagle in his hand, and the number of people who can be contacted by the wooden bird in Linyuan Pavilion is too limited. He arrived at the first time, so he imagined the worst situation and tried his best to make up for it.

If there are changes in the Western Regions, it will be difficult for the northern border to survive alone. Therefore, General Cai Bin, the commander of the Central Plains garrison, will receive another letter from Chang Geng while the Xuantie Camp is retreating, asking him to send more troops to the north and deploy as many troops as possible Ziliujin was sent to Jiayuguan to relieve the urgent need.

But Chang Geng knew in his heart that if something happened, this arrangement was far from enough.

He can't control the entire [-] mountains in the southwest. Although Shen Yi is there, he is the airborne commander and has no foundation. It is impossible for him to dispatch troops without a drumming order. It is even more worrying, because General Zhao Youfang belongs to Li Feng, so it is impossible for him to transfer for Gu Yun's private seal.

And Chang Geng had a premonition that even if he could put out the fires in other places with his own hands, there must be a fatal blow hidden in the vast ocean of the East China Sea.

The bad news from Xuanying really confirmed his worst idea, Chang Geng took a deep breath, released the last wooden bird, turned his head and said to Huo Dan with blood bubbles at the corner of his mouth: "Prepare the horse, I want to Enter the palace."

Just at the gate of the palace, Chang Geng was stopped by Monk Zhuan Ran, who was dressed in travel and dust, but his face was still calm and unwavering, as if all urgency could be melted into his neat scars, and he was dispersed by the Buddha's name.

Clearly: "Amitabha, Your Highness Fourth..."

Chang Geng interrupted him indifferently: "Master, there is no need to say more, I entered the palace to ask for orders, not to force the palace."

Liao Ran's expression changed slightly, and he gestured: "The poor monk believes that His Highness has the measure."

"I don't have a sense of propriety," the fourth highness, who was eloquent and eloquent, tore his polite face, and said bluntly, "Since the Qinling Mountains are divided into north and south, and the southeast and southwest regions are not under my control, even if I can kill Li Feng on the spot, I can still deal with it." I can't see the current chaos, not to mention that there is no one who can succeed to the throne, the eldest son of the emperor is only nine years old, and the empress is a sick child who is worthless, Zixi's name is not right, I..."

He sneered: "I'm the son of a barbarian witch."

Xiao Ran looked at him worriedly.

"Master, don't worry, I am already a poison. If I were a little more self-willed, I would have already started to harm the country and the people. Didn't I do nothing?" Chang Geng's expression turned pale again, "I'm not talking about these things now. At that time, the foreign enemy invaded, it must have been planned for a long time, this matter is not over yet, but they reacted too quickly, I suspect that in the palace... even Li Feng has enemy internal support around Li Feng, does Linyuan Pavilion have anyone in the palace who can use it?"

With a serious look on his face, he gestured and said, "Your Highness means..."

Chang Geng: "This matter is implicated in an old case 20 years ago, and it must be related to the northern barbarians. Find out who the two northern barbarian women had contacted in the palace - anyone, the northern barbarian witches are good at poison, messy There are many means, don't let go of any clues."

When he said "those two northern barbarian women", his voice was calm, as if they were people who had nothing to do with him.

"I should have thought it was strange," Chang Geng said in a low voice, "Back then Li Feng had let Calais away so easily. It really wasn't simple behind it, but unfortunately..."

It's a pity that he was too young back then, and his big fisted heart could only hold a little worry of a young man who had left his hometown.

"If I were born ten years earlier..." Chang Geng said suddenly.

Zhiran's eyelids twitched.

Chang Geng paused every word: "The world is definitely not this world."

Gu Yun would never let go.

"Zixi said that I am ten years behind the other military branches in Chaohaijiao. I am worried that the East China Sea will not be peaceful. General Zhao is a talented defender of the city, but he may not be able to deal with a big battle," Chang Geng said, "I have already written to Master, Linyuan The pavilion has a deep foundation in the south of the Yangtze River, so I would like to trouble Master to help you, please accompany me—drive!"

Monk Liao Ran rarely frowned, for some reason, Chang Geng's "Zi Xi" made him tremble with fear.

However, the fire was imminent right now, and it was not the time to be entangled in a title. The monk was dressed in coarse linen, his figure blended into the morning light in an instant, and he galloped away.

As soon as Chang Geng stepped into the palace, the bad news had already hit his head and face, and the front-line military situation caught Emperor Long'an and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty by surprise——

Xuantieying retreated to Jiayuguan.

Northern Xinjiang lost seven cities in one night...it didn't even wait for Cai Bing's reinforcements.

The mobs in southern Xinjiang had made an agreement, colluded with the Nanyang rogues, and blew up the southwestern supply chain in a mysterious manner...

"Report-"

Everyone in the hall looked towards the door with livid faces, Li Feng didn't even have time to let Chang Geng see the ceremony.

"Your Majesty, hurry up to [-] miles, there are [-] Western naval forces attacking through the Dongying Islands—"

Li Feng's eyes split open: "Where's Zhao Youfang?"

The envoy grabbed the ground with his head and choked up, "... General Zhao has died for the country."