walk to the water

Chu Xiang gritted his teeth and stood up straight, looking up at Fu Ling on the high platform.Fu Ling stood upright, looking down at the vast land and the mighty army under his feet. The strong wind in the wilderness blew his black cloak and fluttered it in the wind, like a god descending from the earth. You can also feel his invincible and captivating aura from the outside, and the king's ambition that envelops the universe.

After the salute was over, Fu Ling raised his hand, and the soldiers in the audience stood up one after another. During this kneeling, there were hundreds of thousands of people, except for the sound of shouting long live, and there was no other noise.Fu Ling nodded slightly, and said to a general waiting in front of the stage: "Let's start!" The general waved the command flag in his hand, the drums and horns sounded, the earth seemed to tremble, and the army in front of the stage was like a tide Retreat to both sides, leaving a square open space.Infantry, cavalry, and chariot soldiers, dressed in brocade clothes of red, yellow, blue, black, and white, were shining like bright clouds, and they passed by the stage one by one under the leadership of their respective generals.

At this time, the sky suddenly turned dark, and the sun was still shining brightly just now, but suddenly there was a strong wind, and the dark clouds rolled in, as if the evening came suddenly, and the gray sky was even more boundless.However, Fu Lingren remained as unmoved as a statue in the surging winds, and the drums and horns became more intense.Looking at all this, Chu Xiang felt a chill in his heart. Although he had returned to the earth in spring, he seemed to have fallen into an ice cave. If Fu Ling led such an iron cavalry to march south, who in the world could stop him?Chu Xiang wished he could straddle his horse and hold a gun, break into this army of ten thousand people and have a good time...

The military parade lasted for three hours, and it didn't end until the afternoon. Fu Ling made some comments, commending the generals who led the troops, and finally said: "The army will go out in three days, and I will parade today as a farewell party for you and others." This time, our army is going south, and Generalissimo Chen Yu will take full command of the front-line warfare, so as to win the first battle, conquer Jiangning, sweep Jiangnan, unify China, and achieve our undying career! I am here looking forward to your triumphant return!" said Wan Fuling took the wine glass from the attendant and drained it on the ground.Thousands of people in the audience raised their swords and guns and shouted: "Conquer Jiangning! Sweep Jiangnan! Unify China!" "Long live! Long live! Long live!!" The sound shook the world.

After the military parade was over, Fu Ling ordered all the ministries to return to the camp and prepare to set off. In a short time, tens of thousands of people walked cleanly like autumn leaves, leaving no trace.Facing the open field, Fu Ling stood quietly on the stage for a while, then came down, supported Chu Xiang, and said, "Go back!"

When returning to the city, Fu Ling accompanied Chu Xiang in the carriage. Hearing what he said on the stage just now, Chu Xiang actually wanted to stay in the capital. Personal conquest, invincible.But this time the two countries crossed the river for a decisive battle, why didn't he come to the front line in person?Do you really think that the generals and soldiers of Zhou State are full of wine bags and rice bags, and the Yangtze River natural moat is like a fake, and can be taken down without any effort?Chu Xiang was in doubt when he suddenly heard Fu Ling ask: "Xiang, what are you thinking? After watching the military parade today, what do you think of our army?"

When Fu Ling asked, Chu Xiang was a little surprised. The two hadn't had a conversation for many days. Today he specially let himself watch the military parade. Was he showing off his strength or his determination?Hearing that Fu Ling's tone seemed to be provocative, Chu Xiang sneered and said, "That's right, it's enough to show off!"

Fu Ling laughed, quite complacently: "I knew you would say that! In fact, you are wrong. It's not that the Southern Dynasty didn't have a good army or outstanding generals, it's that the foolish king has no courage and no wisdom..."

Chu Xiang interrupted him, and said mockingly: "Your Majesty is certainly a sage, and you don't need to go on a personal expedition, and you can win a thousand miles by yourself!"

Fu Ling smiled when he heard the words: "I stay in the palace because there are more important things here. You forgot, didn't I say that I would accompany you for a hundred days?" He put his arms around Chu Xiang's shoulders and held him in his arms In the middle, Wen Yan said again: "Are you still worrying about these things? Think about yourself more!"

Hearing what Fu Ling said, Chu Xiang felt even more suspicious. What did Fu Ling mean by the more important thing?Of course it wouldn't be staying in the palace with me for a hundred days, but what else could be more important than the decisive battle with Zhou Guo?In addition, since Fu Ling will not go this time, can Zhou Guo seize the opportunity to fight and save half of the country?Chu Xiang was both puzzled and a little fortunate. He was in deep thought, and Fu Ling shook his hand vigorously. Chu Xiang came back to his senses and couldn't help laughing at himself. Yes, he has fallen into a situation where life is worse than death. What else do they do?Even if he came up with a countermeasure, so what?

The chariot stopped in front of the bedroom. At this time, the strong wind had stopped, the dark clouds in the sky had dissipated, and the sun was still shining. Chu Xiang got out of the car and walked a few steps towards the door. Thinking of the tomb-like darkness and silence in the bedroom, his heart ached. Trembling, he stopped and said to Fu Ling, "I don't want to go in now."

Fu Ling said: "Alright, then I will accompany you to the garden for a walk!"

This is the second time for Chu Xiang to enter the imperial garden. Several months passed in a flash, and spring came after winter, but the spring in the northern country came late, it was almost March, and the scattered snow in the imperial garden had not yet melted, and there were no flowers and green shades on the branches. Still a piece of withered yellow desolate.Chu Xiang was weak, and was tortured by Fu Ling for a long time last night. After walking in silence for a while, he felt overwhelmed. Fu Ling asked him to sit and rest in an octagonal gazebo in the garden, and ordered him to have some meals, snacks and tea.Chu Xiang shook his head and said, "I don't want to eat, I just want to be alone."

Fu Ling thought for a while, looked at the sky, and saw that it was still early before dark, and said: "Then you sit here first, I still have some business to deal with, so I won't accompany you, just remember to go back to the palace before dark It's gone." Then he told the eunuchs and guards who were waiting next to him to keep an eye on Chu Xiang, send him back to the palace on time, and then left.

Seeing that Fu Ling was gone, Chu Xiang said to the two guards standing in the pavilion: "I want to sit alone for a while, you just wait outside!" Chu Xiang's voice was not loud, but there was a sense of majesty.The two guards glanced at each other, thinking that there would be nothing wrong with him sitting in the pavilion, they both bowed and retreated outside.

Sitting alone in the pavilion, Chu Xiang suddenly found that the spring grass in front of the steps had just sprouted some buds, reflecting the sun, revealing a faint greenness, Chu Xiang smiled bitterly, the old capital of the south of the Yangtze River should have been more red than fire at this time, and the spring water was like blue , The city is full of haze, tourists are blocked!But after the Qin soldiers crossed south this year, what will it be like when the spring returns next year?Will it become "a wasteful tree in a pond, especially a soldier who hates words"?In any case, regardless of whether the spring breeze is ten miles or the cold moon is silent, you will not be able to see it in this life...