After wearing lotus essence

On the city wall of Jinguang City, Li Lun thumped the pole angrily: "Did Nan Dai take the wrong medicine?"

The Hankou River is difficult to cross, and the two sides are fighting at a long distance. The Shenjian Battalion of the Southern Dynasty is indeed a sharp weapon, but when the bow is opened, the situation is almost one-sided.

Their big merchants were defeated by such an army back then. Li Lun gritted his teeth: "Put up the crossbow shield, open the city gate, and ask soldiers with good water skills to cross over to attack the city! Damn it! General!"

As soon as the gate of Jinguang City was opened, soldiers in armor were fully armed and approached the Hankou River step by step. Most of them are soldiers eager for military exploits rushing forward.

Li Lun looked at the situation below. The shields were enough, but he couldn't take care of that much when crossing the river. As long as their people passed by, the embroidered city of Nandai would definitely be crushed by the big merchant army!

The fire was burning, the black smoke rose to the sky, and the shouts of killing were endless. After nearly ten years of peace between the two countries, the tranquility was finally broken again at the Hankou River.

Under the scorching sun, everything seemed to be distorted, and the sun was shining in the west, Li Lun narrowed his eyes: "Mother, I can't bear it anymore! Bring up the bronze mirrors prepared in advance for this general!"

The bronze mirror refracts light, and the west sun shines on it, which makes people's eyes sting, and they can't see clearly the situation above the big shopping mall pool.

The arrows of the Shenjian Battalion on the other side really deviated quite a bit. Taking advantage of this opportunity, most of the crossbow shield soldiers had already crossed the other side of the river, and a leading lieutenant general shouted: "Kill the enemy and win the victory! The golden dark moon shines on my great business forever! "

"Eternal Eternity—!"

Yuan Chuo glanced from above the border town, and was taken aback for a moment by the dark and desperate fighting style. He hadn't fought against the big merchants for more than ten years, and he didn't know that these vicious dogs died in the war with Xiyue. A body full of blood—like a ghost.

And the most ferocious, evil and best at disguising the ghost is in the Golden Light City. Yuan Chuo pulled out the long sword at his waist: "The Emperor of the Great Shang insulted my Nandai and destroyed my Nandai Wanglian! If there is a Wanglian giving birth to plants, you How can the wife and sons vomit blood and be helpless! I will kill them! If you don’t take revenge, you won’t return home!”

When people are driven by a certain atmosphere, they often lose their minds for a short time, especially on the battlefield of swords, lights and swords, where blood and violence are intertwined.

Shouts from both sides of the Hankou River shook the sky, and Li Lun walked around and around, the black feathers of the helmet on his head rustling by the hot wind.

I don't know how long it took before a small soldier ran up to the city with blood dripping from half his body: "General!"

Li Lunhu stared: "Say!"

The soldier's voice trembled: "General! Your Majesty, Your Majesty is here!"

Li Lun's heart trembled violently, his beard twitched, and he turned and walked towards the city wall stairs. As expected, he saw the emperor in black black clothes stepping up the city.

Li Lun shouted: "Your Majesty, no!"

Shang Cizhou raised his eyes, "Get out of the way."

Li Lun: "?"

He looked behind the emperor, only to find that there were two guards behind him, and together they were carefully carrying a huge and luxurious flower vat. The flowers in the vat swayed with the bloody wind but were pure and untainted. Lun couldn't speak for a while.

He seemed to be calmed by the flower, and his mind suddenly cleared up a lot. Li Lun hurriedly moved away, and saw the emperor walking through the dirt everywhere, and even stepped over a dead body with no expression on his face.

Black smoke billowed upwards, accompanied by the flames from nowhere, and the west-sun golden crows fell on the city, making Jinguang City look like the capital of gods.

Shang Cizhou stretched out his hand, and an attendant next to him handed over a black longbow. He lowered his eyes and pulled out a long arrow from the quiver. He tilted his head and narrowed his eyes slightly. Also nailed to the city on the other side through the black smoke.

Li Lun couldn't clearly see how the arrow moved and how it was precisely positioned. It seemed that in an instant, the arrow in the emperor's hand flew out, with a sharp sound of piercing through the air!

A gust of wind blew past, dissipating the black smoke a little, and a young general beside him gasped. Li Lun fixed his eyes, and saw that the arrow shot by the emperor just now was nailed to Yuan Chuo's right lute bone.

That is an extremely delicate trick that will neither kill you nor make the other party frightened!

Li Lun's eyes froze for a while, and suddenly he heard the Son of Heaven speak loudly: "General Yuan, this arrow is for you to show off at the Wanguo Bazaar, and the lonely Tingzhi will never forget you and praise you for your excellent archery skills." .”

Yuan Chuo couldn't hear clearly, he gritted his teeth, and suddenly pulled out the arrow, but unexpectedly, no large piece of flesh and blood was brought out. After a closer look, he found that the Great Shang Emperor who climbed the city wall did not use the crossbow arrow in the army, Instead, he used the Arrow of Wanshe as if he was beckoning a cat to tease a dog.

Just playing with the arrow lightly, it can already penetrate the armor and nail it on the flesh - this is really humiliating!

Yuan Chuo's eyes were really bloodshot, he gritted his teeth, and turned back almost in the next second, but he still couldn't see how the Great Shang Emperor moved, it seemed that the moment his eyes blinked, his arrow shot It has been broken in half above the Hankou River.

Yuan Chuo took a deep breath, "This time, you are the one who humiliated others first! Bi Jiangxue, who also occupied my king, will not be returned. The robber's behavior is unbearable!"

Shang Cizhou sneered: "Who are you humiliating? And Bi Jiangxue, don't you really want to see it? Just in time, you people of the southern generation love lotus like your life. Today, Gu will open your eyes and tell you to see it." See how this Bi Jiangxue lives in my big business with gusto! Li Lun—”

"The end is here!"

Shang Cizhou said slowly: "Beat the drums."

Li Lun cupped his fists: "Yes!"

The drum head of Jinguang City is made of high-quality cowhide. It has stood on the city wall for nearly ten years. The last time this drum was played, it was the big merchant who turned defeat into victory and surrounded the crown prince. At that moment, it rang again at this moment, causing the hearts of the soldiers in the bloody battle below to tremble.

The people fighting on both sides of the Hankou River were gradually attracted by the sound of the drums, and even on the Nandai City, many people rushed up.

Shang Cizhou raised his hand, the sound of the drums died down, and the pure and flawless Bijiangxue, which was fragrant and clear, was lifted on the high platform. It seemed to completely ignore the cruel scene in front of him, like a gentle and gentle god, silently Watching the noisy world where blood flows like a river.

When the soldiers of the Southern Dynasty saw the white and purple double-petaled flowers, they were already stunned in place like stone men. Many soldiers dropped their long knives and suddenly knelt down on the ground-"Master Hua! Lord Hua! My lord! Please save my family! Please save my family!"

Li Lun and Shang Cizhou looked at these scenes, looked at each other to suppress the strangeness of facing the secret, and looked to the other side, and saw that the eyes of the general of the Southern Dynasty had froze for some time, and his cheeks twitched. Looking at Bi Jiangxue above Jinguang City.

It was a kind of excitement and forced restraint as if seeing hope, Yuan Chuo muttered: "It is really Bi Jiangxue, the only surviving Bi Jiangxue in Wang Lian's main branch, with this flower, more lotus can be born If the plant grows, His Majesty will no longer restrict the trade of flower plants... More people will be saved, as lucky as my wife."

These people really look like a group of crazy believers. Li Lun rubbed his arms frightenedly: "Your Majesty, I don't think these people are normal."

Shang Cizhou's eyes were complicated: "This lotus is more relied on and valued by the people of the southern generation than I imagined, it's weird."

The scent of flowers wafted across the blood-soaked battlefield, and many soldiers of the great merchants looked dazed, but it didn't prevent them from feeling that the smell was so good that it easily made people let go of the evil in their hearts, and gave rise to a strange sense of peace of time. .

But this is clearly the serious situation under the confrontation between the two armies.

Shang Cizhou touched Bi Jiangxue involuntarily, and in his impression Tingzhi was always like this, he couldn't do without this flower the most, after bringing Lianyu back, he asked Lianyu to take care of her every step of the way.

When he brought Bi Jiangxue out, he had to take it back to Ting Zhi properly, otherwise he would definitely make trouble.

Shang Cizhou narrowed his eyes for a moment, stretched out his hand to brush the flower branches, slightly bent down Bi Jiangxue, and sniffed it with the tip of his nose - it was a reassuring smell like a pavilion branch.

A wind whistle sounded in his ear suddenly, something came from the other side, Shang Ci tilted his head suddenly, a golden arrow with a barbed hook took off a strand of his long hair, and it buzzed and nailed On the big drum of Jinguang City.

The war drum uttered a final mournful cry, and collapsed with the arrows.

Shang Cizhou raised his eyes, and saw a tall man wearing a gold-rimmed white royal robe on the opposite bank, with a high silver crown and a belt of oriental pearls hanging behind his shoulders, and he slowly took the second arrow beside him The arrow rolled in his hand for a while, and the next moment, he put on the bowstring.

Shang Cizhou laughed suddenly: "Prince—oh no, you are the king of the Southern Dynasty now, and I haven't seen the King of the Southern Dynasty for a long time, do you give such a big gift as soon as you meet?"

Rong Li's expression was calm, like a delicate and extremely dangerous jade sculpture.

Shang Cizhou glanced at him, and shook his head regretfully: "I haven't seen you for many years, and the king of the Southern Dynasty is still so shameless. Could it be that he shows his true face, and his handsome appearance will distract the soldiers?"

Yuan Chuo was so angry that he was about to let the Shenshe Battalion be in place, but was coldly stopped by the Wang Shang beside him.

Rong Li said slowly: "Bi Jiangxue is my king's flower."

Shang Cizhou narrowed his eyes: "It's Gu who feeds it."

Rong Li paused every word: "You still don't want to return my king's flowers?"

Shang Cizhou's eyes were complicated: "I don't understand, are you really fighting for Bi Jiangxue?"

Nandai Wang's chest rose and fell for a moment, and suddenly said coldly: "What about him?"

Shang Cizhou frowned: "Who?"

Rong Li clenched his teeth tightly, and the words seemed to come out of hatred from the cracks in his lips: "Who? The person who took care of Bi Jiangxue, the person who reborn your Dashang Lianzhu, the person who was raised by you in the abandoned house in the East Palace, Who are you talking about? Shang Cizhou, I only said once, if I can't bring him and Bi Jiangxue back today, I, Nandai, will never die with you!"

Rong Mu was indeed among the goals of the Southern King's war!He has always been aloof and reticent, and it is rare to be able to say so many things for Rong Mu - Shang Cizhou's mind suddenly flashed, and before he could ask the guess in his mind, he heard Li Lun scolding his mother beside him.

He frowned and turned around, and saw on the city ladder, a person pushed aside the guards and climbed up awkwardly, panting and disheveled at the same time.

Rong Mu smelled the bloody smell in the air, his eyes were looking at the arrows scattered everywhere, his eyes were reddish, I don't know if it was from fear, or from the gentleness in his heart that he couldn't see such a hell scene.

Shang Cizhou's pupils shrank: "—Tingzhi?"

Rong Mu said aggrievedly: "Shang Cizhou! I told you to be reasonable and you are so reasonable? Don't beat me, don't beat me! If you keep beating me, there will be no one left!"

Shang Cizhou pulled him past him, and before he could speak, he frowned, when he saw Rong Mushu looking at Bi Jiangxue, he staggered towards Bi Jiangxue as if feeling something, and stretched out his hand to grab off the flourishing flower buds.

Countless soldiers watched this strange scene, but for some reason none of them dared to disturb Rong Mu.

He is too clean, as if he was born to be kept in a jade vase, to be enshrined on a lotus platform, to appear anywhere, but he should not appear in this battlefield of life and death.

The green crimson snow was layered on top of each other, facing the last touch of golden light from the west, the sunlight was condensed by the bronze mirror, as if it was all shining on the flower heart.

The white and purple wrapped together slowly unfolded, completely revealing the tender yellow stamens inside. The closer to the outside, the bigger and more magnificent the petals became. In the center of the flower, purple air was flying around, and the spiritual power was turbulently fluctuating.

Rong Mu trembled all over, the wind lifted his long hair, and one or two strands blew on his fair cheeks, he stared blankly at Bi Jiangxue who was holding back his energy and blooming on the battlefield, and then subconsciously looked at On the other side of the Nandai city.

In sight, there was a man, dressed in a luxurious white robe, looking at him without moving his eyes. His fingers trembled slightly. At a certain moment, the golden arrow in his palm fell down the high city wall with a bang.