Suya

Two hours later.

With a loud bang, the city gate was knocked open, and the giant city was broken.

The army poured into the city and began to slaughter the remaining defenders and civilians.

After 40 years of silence, this huge city gate lying quietly in the canyon was once again covered by gunpowder smoke and blood.

The bloody sunset, dyed a piece of weeping blood and residual red.

At Haishi, the moon is in the sky, and the night is full of darkness.

The battlefield has been cleaned up. The soldiers washed up and had dinner. Except for the guards, everyone went to rest.

In the mountains on the outskirts of the city, there was only one person left.

Under the still and bright moon, Feng Chen bowed his body, his bare upper body was shining coldly by the moonlight, the scars on his skin rose and fell with his movements, like a gluttonous and ferocious face, and the scar on his back along the The tattoos down the spine nakedly showed his identity as a feudal man.

With a sound of "shua", another wave of soil was picked up by the shovel, and then thrown out. Soon, a big hole was dug in front of Feng Chen.

Feng Chen dug for a while, straightened up, took a few steps to the side, then bent down to pick up something.

He walked back to the edge of the pit, and put the thing in his hand into the pit very carefully.

After placing it properly, he stretched out his hand and slowly lifted the white cloth covering it.

Under the cold moonlight, Qi Yan's face looked like a cold rock, the blood on his face had been wiped off, his eyes were gently closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Feng Chen stared at him for a while, then got up and picked up the shovel again, and filled the excavated soil back into the pit.

The brown soil covered Qi Yan's face and body bit by bit, slowly covering his old face and blood-stained armor, and finally completely covering his entire body.

Feng Chen stood beside the pit, holding a shovel in his hand, his chest heaving up and down, his deep breathing was so abrupt in the silent forest, like the suppressed cry of a trapped animal.

He stood for a moment, then knelt down on his knees and saluted respectfully.

"Sincerity is both brave and martial, and finally strong and invincible. The body is dead and the spirit is the spirit, and the soul is the ghost."

The howling wind continued, gradually blowing away his deep voice.

The city of Juzhang was brightly lit, and the soldiers guarding the city opened the gate for Feng Chen.

Feng Chen resisted the shovel, the upper part of his robe was unbuttoned, and it hung casually around his waist. The torch dyed a flickering flame that enveloped his sturdy body, illuminating him like an ancient god of war.

As soon as Feng Chen entered the city, a soldier immediately walked towards him, and it seemed that he had been waiting by the city gate for a long time.

The officer with clear eyes and handsome eyes was none other than Zuo Xiaowei Chai Ying who delivered a letter to Qi Yan the day before.

"What's wrong?" Feng Chen handed the shovel to the person beside him, took the cloth and asked while wiping the stains on his body.

Chai Ying replied: "General, the new wolf cub said he was in a good mood today and wanted to celebrate it, then he climbed to the roof of the General's mansion and played and sang, making the soldiers upset and unbearable General Cheng sent people up to arrest them, but he caught and bit them one by one, and drove them all down. General Cheng sent the future to ask, should he be arrested by force, or should he go?"

Feng Chen raised his head and looked in the direction of the general's mansion.

In the night, there was indeed a sound of "ding ding dong dong". The general's mansion is located in the center of the city gate of Juchao, and the Weiling Gate is at the southernmost. The sound of the piano, you can imagine how loud the sound of the piano is.

Feng Chen glanced expressionlessly, threw the cloth to Chai Ying, and said casually: "Knock out, tie it up and throw it back to the barracks."

Chai Ying opened his mouth, as if choking on food.

Feng Chen glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing, just seeing the general, you seem to like him a lot, thinking that the general will let him make trouble."

Feng Chen: "..."

Chai Ying blinked.

Feng Chen turned his head to the general's mansion again, frowned and looked at it for a while, and said: "Forget it, you might not be able to catch him if you go, I'll go myself."

Chai Ying immediately showed a grateful look, bowed his body, stretched out his arms to guide Feng Chen, and said, "Please, General!"

Feng Chen gave him a strange look, and when he turned his head, his eyes happened to glance over his outstretched arm, and he saw a neat row of teeth marks on his tiger's mouth.

Feng Chen immediately understood.

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and the stars can be picked by hand.

After Feng Chen climbed onto the roof of the General's Mansion, he immediately realized how subtle these words were.

The sky is full of stars hanging in the sky, and at a glance, it seems to be within reach.

In the same way, Feng Chen also immediately realized what it means to cry like ghosts and howl like wolves, to kill the soul, while Qi Yan's sentence "the soldiers are upset and unbearable to be disturbed" seems to be an understatement, but it is actually an accusation of blood and tears.

At this very moment, the culprit—the wolf cub was sitting on the roof, hugging his huge guqin, playing and singing happily, when he heard the sound, he turned around, saw Feng Chen, immediately Shouted: "Ah Chen!"

Feng Chen said expressionlessly, "Call the general."

He turned a deaf ear and quickly plucked the strings a few times with his fingers, making several extremely funny sounds.

Feng Chen's ears suddenly buzzed, he pressed his hands together, and said with a distorted expression: "If you dare to play again, I will throw you down."

"Why?" He blinked strangely, as if he was quite confident in his skills, completely unaware of how shocking his piano and singing voices are.

Feng Chen said quietly: "It's hard to hear."

He blinked his big eyes and looked at him, looking at him, his eyes overflowed with a look of grievance.

A drop of sweat dripped from Feng Chen's forehead.

He sniffed, then sucked again, and opened his mouth.

Feng Chen immediately covered his mouth.

Feng Chen's hands covered his crying and howling, and there was only a muffled sob.

"Don't cry." Feng Chen said.

"Woooooooo..."

Veins popped up on Feng Chen's forehead, and he began to regret coming up to arrest people himself.

"Don't make me throw you down."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." He cried even harder.

Feng Chen took a deep breath and said, "If you cry again, I'll take your piano into the army."

“Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo…”

The more you cried, the more fiercely you cried, and the crying was unstoppable.

Feng Chen had the intention to kill someone.

"Don't cry! If you cry again, you will not be allowed to see the national teacher!

He stopped, looked at Feng Chen with blinking watery eyes, and sobbed silently twice.

Feng Chen secretly let out a breath, tentatively loosened the hand covering his mouth, and he looked at him with a sob, but there was no more crying.

Feng Chen breathed a sigh of relief and sat down beside him.

He hiccupped, bowed his head, hugged the piano, and sat with an aggrieved face.

Feng Chen glanced at him and said, "It's late at night, go back to sleep."

He pursed his mouth and twisted his body, as if he still didn't want to leave.