After being robbed by the prince of the enemy country

The waning moon hangs in the sky, crows sing and ghosts howl, flames flicker in the distance, and the sound of beatings and killings keeps coming and going.

The aisles of the inner court are full of palace people fleeing for their lives. They are like ants in a house that has been burned, and they scatter and flee in all directions.

The gray-haired Prime Minister You is holding his official hat and sticking to the wall, walking retrograde in the fleeing stream.

He walked around the long corridor and palace alley, and stopped in front of the most remote palace in the entire Nanqi Palace. The plaque of "Nanyang Palace" bestowed by the late emperor himself was covered with fine dust. If there were no insiders reminding him, no one would dare to believe this. The "Lenggong" is actually the residence of Empress Nanqi.

Prime Minister Right inserted the stolen key into the long lock, struggled a few times, and the disrepaired palace door screamed like a ghost. He simply threw off his official hat and pushed hard with both hands, and the palace door slowly opened.

The moonlight inside the hall is more sparse than the outside, and there are many shadows of trees on the ground. Looking up, you can see ancient cypresses criss-crossing. The courtyard is desolate and lonely, with cold wind blowing everywhere.

The right minister tremblingly climbed the ten steps, stopped outside the half-covered palace door, hesitated again and again, took off his brick-blue Nanqi official uniform, only wearing a blue long gown, took off his crown and put on a crime, and then dared to stretch out his hand Push open the palace door.

The wind whizzed by, rolling up a lot of fallen leaves and smashing them into the Nanyang Hall.

Push it harder, the door is fully opened, and the cold white moonlight gradually climbs up, reflecting a handsome and cold young man.

Like a deer in the forest being disturbed by someone throwing stones, the young man turned his face slightly, his brows were handsome and cold, his skin was as white as a bright moon, his lips were thin, and his eyes as silent as a deep well looked at the person.

Shocked, Prime Minister on the right took two steps forward, knelt down at the boy's feet, and shouted sadly: "Your Majesty, Nanqi is about to die!"

The young man who was called the queen raised his hand and plucked the old guqin on the table, played a few harsh little tunes, and said in a low voice: "If the country dies, you should go to Wei Yong, he is the monarch of Nanqi."

The right minister mourned: "Your Majesty has already taken the demon concubine to the north to escape, and also took away the only regular army in the imperial city. Right now, the palace people are taking advantage of the chaos to rob, and all civil and military officials are fleeing. If you don't care, Nanqi's Jiangshan is about to fall into Zhongqin's hands! How can you bear it?"

"Why can't you bear it?" Chu Shao closed his eyes and played the piano, "What does Wei Yong's country have to do with me?"

The night wind blew up the snow-white sleeves, revealing two terrifying scars on Hao's wrists.

Seeing the scar on the right, Prime Minister regretted it too much.

If Chu Shao hadn't lost his hands, Nanqi would never have been beaten to the ground by Zhongqin's young King Yu today.

The calamity of Nanqi's subjugation began when the Southern Emperor failed Chu Shao.

At that time, Chu Shao made great military achievements, and it was the right prime minister who said that Chu Shao's achievements were so great that he wanted the Southern Emperor to use his bow to hide. After Shao became the queen, he was forced to enter the palace.

It was rumored in the inner palace that Chu Shao was perverse and unruly after entering the palace, so the Southern Emperor had his hands abolished and his feet were locked with black iron.

Chu Shao still refused, and the Southern Emperor imprisoned him in Nanyang Palace, declaring that the queen was crazy.

In the third year of the queen's "madness", Nanqi was wiped out by King Qinyu of Zhongqin for three months because he had no generals to use.

At that time, Prime Minister You, who suppressed Chu Shao for his own self-interest, finally realized how wrong he was in the past after losing his three sons in the losing war.

"It was I who harmed you, and His Majesty the one who betrayed you, but the people are innocent!"

Chu Shao was unmoved, and played the piano by himself, "The defeat is already settled, and I have no power to recover. If the Prime Minister really knows that he was wrong, why not wait here with me to die."

"Queen..."

Prime Minister Right was about to ask again, when his hand suddenly touched something hard on the ground, he pushed aside the coarse cloth covering it, and a section of iron chain as thick as a fist appeared in front of his eyes——Wei Yong locked Chu Shaosan with this piece of black iron Year.

The once high-spirited God of War in Nanqi, the great general who made Zhongqin fearful, was worn away by this chain in the deep palace.

The sound of his piano is the sound of subjugation, revealing the misty death.

Perhaps in the whole Nanqi, only Chu Shao is sincerely waiting for death.

The Prime Minister on the right grabbed the piece of iron chain, his hands trembled, and wept bitterly: "Your Majesty wronged the country, I am ashamed of my late Emperor... Lord Hou, Lord Hou!"

He no longer calls Chu Shao the queen, but calls him hereditary title.

"The Qin army set up more than fifty basalt cannons on the hill directly facing the imperial city, as if they were going to massacre the city! The imperial family can't live without their own crimes, but it has nothing to do with thousands of people! I am here today. I will make amends to you with death, and I only ask you to save those people!"

After saying that, he got up and swooped down, bumped into the pillars in the hall, blood flowed all over his face, and when he fell to the ground, there was a muffled sound, and there was no more movement.

Si Yun, who was hidden by the pillar, saw that he was looking for death and did not obstruct him, but after he fell to the ground, he silently stepped forward to check the opponent's breath, and then shook his head at the master.

With palms down, Chu Shao held the strings of the qin. After the sound of the qin stopped, he sighed softly, straightened his clothes and stood up, stepping on the cold floor with bare feet, the iron chain made a lot of noise as he walked.

The gate of Nanyang Palace is facing the peach grove in the Royal Garden. The last time I saw this peach blossom was the day when he stabbed Wei Yong with a dagger and was imprisoned as a lunatic. It was three years ago.

Putting his plain white hand on the dark wood, he said to Si Yun, "Take my zither, and meet King Xiao Yu of Zhongqin."

Outside the city of Qidu, corpses were strewn all over the field, and blood flowed like rivers.

Hundreds of soldiers resisted desperately, defending the weak line of defense of the moat.

The leader, General Li Pei, was the only general in the Nanqi Dynasty who was willing to go to the battlefield. Li Pei killed decisively and used some tricky tactics. Even with only a hundred men, he forced the enemy to make it difficult to advance.

He raised the blood-dripping sword and shouted loudly: "If you want to destroy me, Nanqi, first ask me if I will accept this sword!"

The poor bandits' momentum was overwhelming, forcing Zhongqin's horse to retreat three inches.

At this time, the gust of wind came, and a blue figure pierced through the void like a sharp arrow, and flew across the moat on the corpse of a defeated general.

Li Pei came back to his senses suddenly, swung his knife to resist, his wrist was numb from the blow from the opponent, the handle of the knife broke in two, he turned over and fell off the horse, splashing dust all over the place.

When the dust and fog dissipated, Li Pei finally saw his opponent clearly. The opponent had a tall and straight body, a tall look, proud eyes, and a handsome face, but it was covered with a murderous aura that made people dare not look at him.

Li Pei recognized this person - King Zhongqinyu, Huaizhen.

"General Li, please stay safe."

Huai Zhen greeted the veteran modestly and politely, then swung his gun, and cut off Li Pei's head like chopping vegetables.

The hundreds of soldiers surrounding him stood there holding their breath.

When the commander dies, the morale of the army is completely scattered.

It was at the end of its strength, but now it was even weaker and timid. Even so, no one retreated.

A young soldier in his early 15s suddenly picked up the blood-stained knife on the ground, shouted the words "protect home and defend the country" in a childish voice and rushed to the front, but before he approached Huaizhen, he was shot by a crossbow arrow from the opposite bank chest, vomited blood and died on the spot, without closing his eyes.

One person fell, another stood up, and finally dozens or hundreds of people died. Some of them were killed by Huaizhen's spear, and some were killed by crossbow arrows on the other side.

The last battalion of Nanqi guarding the city and protecting the country was wiped out.

Qi is the imperial city of Nanqi. Most of the people in the city are noble sons and wealthy merchants. Weiguo.

Now that soldiers are approaching the city, the people of Qi also have their own pride. Farmers have hoes, cooks have spatulas, and butchers have kitchen knives.

But just last night, the palace people who escaped from the palace brought a blow to their heads: their monarch Wei Yong had abandoned the city and fled north as early as last night, and took away the only regular army in the city, abandoning the entire city people.

Later, it was learned that the front line was defeated, General Li Pei died tragically, the entire army was wiped out, and Qin's army would attack the foot of the imperial city within half an hour.

The emperor has fled, and the people are still guarding the country!

When panicked, several roars suddenly sounded outside the city.

Earlier there were rumors that King Qinyu wanted to massacre the city to establish his prestige, but now fifty basalt cannons are standing opposite the imperial city, and the massacre of the city does not even require the Qin soldiers to do it themselves, just light a fire starter.

The common people had no way of escaping, because the range of the Xuanwu cannon was so far that it could not be escaped by walking for half an hour.

Either he was killed by a cannon, or his head was cut off by Qin Jun's knife.

Everyone was desperate, pointing in the direction of Nangong and yelling.

"Wei Yong, son of a bitch, actually made me a subjugated slave!!"

"He should be used to block the blast hole, the fried dog emperor is a mess!"

"The first emperor was blind and ruined the foundation of Nanqi for more than a hundred years!"

They scolded the first emperor for being blind, scolded Wei Yongren for being stupid and senseless, and cried after scolding, and scolded after crying, and made a lot of noise, but no one noticed that the bombardment had stopped.

Until there was a burst of piano sound from the sky, although the sound of the piano was much weaker than the roar, it was the most soothing.

The people stopped unconsciously, wondering who still had time to play the piano.

The disheveled soldiers on the city tower suddenly shook the Nanqi big chess, raised their arms and shouted: "It's the queen! The queen saved us!!"

When this loud sound fell, the people were silent at first, and suddenly an old man cried out, knelt down and wailed: "How can that unscrupulous Wei Yong be worthy of Chu Qingxu!"

Although Nanqi is a small country, it has the right time, place and people. The terrain is easy to defend but difficult to attack. The people are self-sufficient, and the Chu family guards the border.

Although Zhongqin's soldiers are strong and well-fed, they have never been courted by Chu Shao. Three years ago, no one dared to think that Nanqi would be wiped out by March, and the cause of all this began with Wei Yong After ascending the throne, Chu Shao was forcibly named as the queen.

In the past, it was the ancestors of the Chu family who opened up the territory of Nanqi, and it was the 17-year-old Chu Shao who took over the mantle of his father's generation and guarded the border of Nanqi for five years.

Now that the country is subjugated, it is Chu Shao who fights for the people to escape.

There are more than a dozen archers on the tower, and when the Zhongqin army attacks, they will be the last line of defense for the entire Nanqi.

Now these archers were transferred away from the city tower by Chu Shao, each led a group of people to flee to the suburbs.

Bailipo in the suburbs is beyond the range of Xuanwu cannons, and the common people can escape the catastrophe as long as they flee there temporarily.

Because it was Chu Shao who was giving orders, everyone obeyed, and even a three-year-old child stopped crying as if he had been given a reassurance.

The gates are open.

Chu Shao calmly sat on the ruined wall, wearing a moon-white rough coat, burning a stick of fragrance, lowering his eyes indifferently, stroking the strings with his slender fingers, and the sound of mountains and flowing water can be heard endlessly.

The people in the city evacuated in an orderly manner, and Nanqi gradually emptied the city.

When the fragrance burned to one per cent, a high-spirited young general had already walked leisurely down the tower.

Chu Shao recognized that this was Zhongqinyu Wang Huaizhen who was shot off his horse by him on the battlefield in the past.

Huai Zhen also recognized that this was the Anning Hou Chu Qingxu of Nanqi who caused him to fall off his horse and eat a mouthful of sand three years ago.

When friends meet, they should be extremely jealous.

Huai Zhen sat on the horse leisurely, closed his eyes and listened to the piano, without any intention of attacking the city.

Ning Yuanqiu, a counselor accompanying the army, mistakenly thought that the prince had been intimidated by his former opponent, so he reined in his horse and walked to King Yu, reminding him: "Your Highness, I am sure that Nanqi is at the end of his battle, and this is just an empty plan, why not immediately?" Attack, win in one fell swoop?"

Tu Wei, the military commander beside King Yu, showed more caution than a counselor: "You must not act rashly. After all, it is Chu Shao who is sitting in the battle now. Has your Highness forgotten the loss he suffered three years ago?"

Three years ago, King Xiao Yu, who was on the battlefield, suffered the first defeat in his life. He was not only shot off by Chu Shao, but also fell into his tricks. He was trapped in the border Raoyin Valley for three days, and [-] soldiers and horses were almost killed alive. sleepy.

Thinking about it makes people angry, Huaizhen glanced at Tu Wei, "Don't turn over old scores before the battle."

Tu Wei was cast into the shadows by Chu Shao back then. A martial artist whose limbs are more developed than his mind is usually too cautious, but he didn't dare to confront the prince when he spoke. He just muttered: "It's okay for others , that is Chu Shao."

Anyone with a little knowledge of the art of war can see that the scene in front of them is an empty city strategy in the dying struggle.

The [-] army was ignorant and fearless, but those who had seen Chu Shao's true face, such as Tu Wei, were truly frightened to the point of turning into soldiers.

Huai Zhen did not dare to step into the wide open city gate without authorization.

I'm afraid of repeating the same mistakes of Raoyin Valley.

He turned his head, and suddenly asked Ning Yuanqiu: "What do you think of the sound of the piano?"

Ning Yuanqiu didn't expect that the little prince would still be thinking about tasting the piano, so he thought about it and said, "It's just the sound of a subjugated country."

"Aiqing's ears are muffled by the bombardment." Huaizhen turned his head to Chu Shao who was on the tower, and said loudly, "Isn't this song better than the top card in Chunshan Pavilion?"

Chunshan Pavilion, the most famous Goulan in the capital of China, is a brothel in layman's terms.

After all, Chu Shao was the empress of Nanqi Zheng'er Bajing, but Huai Zhen compared him with the number one in the brothel, with obvious humiliation.

On the city tower, Chu Shao turned a deaf ear to it, but there was a bit more murderous intent in the sound of the piano.

Huaizhen knew how to taste the piano, and seeing that he was already angry, he immediately added fuel to the fire: "The cunning rabbit is a dead dog, the ancestor of the Chu family was the founding minister of Nanqi after all, and he inherited the title for generations. I don't want to be ransacked by Wei Yong after only three generations. The family was exterminated, the bow was hidden, and the bow of the Chu family was not only hidden, but it was directly broken in two."

As soon as these words came out, the Zhongqin soldiers behind him burst into laughter.

Chu Shao's face didn't change, even the servant standing beside him didn't say a word, the fragrance burned to three per cent.

The two parties, one using the empty city plan, the other using the aggressive method, did not use real swords and guns, and faced each other in the air.

However, Huaizhen's voice was hoarse, and it only attracted a bit of invisible killing intent in the sound of the piano, but Chu Shao did not see any other movements.

Exhausted of patience, Huai Zhen took a longbow and aimed the arrow at Chu Shao's life gate on the tower: "If you are willing to surrender, this king can spare your life."

Chu Shao was still indifferent, but Si Yun's expression behind him changed, and he was ready to rush forward to block arrows for his master at any time.

Huai Zhen hated him for being like a piece of wood, drawing a long bow to the full and loosening the arrow feathers.

The sharp arrow whizzed out, as if it really wanted to go straight to Chu Shao's life gate, but the opponent didn't dodge or evade, and even the sound of the piano didn't tremble, the arrow hit the wooden door of the tower in a flash.

As for Chu Shao, he was not unscathed. When the sharp arrow passed through his cheek, it cut off two strands of his hair.

Ning Yuanqiu: "Your Highness, did you... miss it?"

As we all know, King Yu's archery skills are unmatched by Qin.

Huaizhen took the longbow: "The wind is strong, the shot missed."

Ning Yuanqiu: "..." There was obviously no wind just now.

The incense ash of the fragrance was chopped off by the gust of wind brought by the arrow feathers, Chu Shao tore off three strings, and looked up at the incense—it was neither long nor short, he dragged on for an hour.

Thinking about it, even the slow-footed old people and children have already fled to Bailipo, beyond the range of the cannon.

This is the last thing he can do for the people of Nanqi.

He put away his qin and got up, the [-] troops under the city were on guard at the same time, but when he saw Shao's face clearly, his heart was in turmoil, and he forgot that this was the moment of life and death when the two armies were confronting each other.

The enemy towers in Qidu have long been flattened, and the city towers are no different from elevated flat ground.

Chu Shao dragged the iron chain, walked to the edge against the wind, and gave Huai Zhen a condescending look.

His eyes were as cold as ice, sending chills down the back of the [-] army.

Huaizhen was very excited, thinking that he was finally enraged and about to make a move, even if he smashed Qin off the tower, it would be better than ignoring his provocation.

Chu Shao opened his arms, the wind rustled in his ears, he closed his eyes, and jumped off the nine-foot tower without any hesitation!

Huaizhen was shocked, rode his horse and rushed to the tower, threw the silver spear, flew onto the horse, soared into the air, caught Chu Shao from mid-air, and landed firmly on the ground with the person in his arms.

Chu Shao didn't get hurt at all, but his face was as pale as death gray, his lips were purple, and after only two bumps, dark red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Huai Zhen cursed inwardly, and shouted for the military doctor, a man staggered over with the smell of alcohol and a swollen face, felt his pulse, and the drunken state disappeared, "Take the poison."

"It's still highly toxic."

Huai Zhen tightened his hands around Chu Shao's slender waist, and directly touched the bones through the coarse cloth, as if he could pinch his former opponent into two pieces with a little force.

But he never thought of killing Chu Shao.

He issued a military order.

"Save him."

The author says:

*The part of the empty city plan refers to "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms"