May you be prosperous for half a lifetime

The sound of fighting stopped again, but it was still heard from drums and horns.

He knew that the second attack was a complete failure...

He obviously sent Dugu to be good at the Turkic border to contain Gao Changgong, but he never expected that Gao Changgong, who was supposed to be hundreds of miles away, would appear overnight in Jinyong City and Mangshan. He never believed in destiny, but Destiny told him again and again that he had no chance of defeating Gao Changgong.

He rubbed his fingertips on the imperial edict, and slowly closed his eyes. These may be the last words he left in the world. He couldn't help but think of Prajna who was far away in the capital. He wondered what she would do after taking this edict Feeling happy for Dugu Tianxia, ​​but at the same time feeling a little sad for him.

There is also that child that he has never seen before. He does not know whether it is a boy or a girl, who he looks like, and whether he will ask what kind of person my father is when he grows up in the future.

"My lord, the Qi army retreated after attacking the mountain."

With few generals left, Yu Wenhu was naturally surprised, why did he force the Qi army back again and again at the pass at the foot of the mountain.

"Could it be Yang Jian?" Ge Shu wiped the blood spattered on his cheeks, his eyes were extremely red.

Yu Wenhu sneered, "If that boy Yang Jian really wanted to save me, how could he delay so far."

But at the foot of the mountain, it was true that Sui Guogong's Qingqi, and the place where Wanfu should not be, intercepted the Qi army time and time again.

34 days after Gao Changgong besieged Yu Wenhu in Mangshan.

The Qi army finally withdrew.

Everyone said that it was Yu Wenhua, the son of Zhongcheng County, who went into the tiger's den alone, sought skin from the tiger, and verbally fought against the courtiers of Qi State, before signing the agreement for peace talks.

But no one knows what kind of tragedy lies ahead. King Gao Changgong of Lanling broke the siege of Jinyong City with [-] horsemen and counterattacked the Zhou army. From Mangshan Mountain to Gushui, within [-] miles, military equipment filled the river and blood. river.

No one knew that if the Qi army attacked the Mangshan pass at the foot of the mountain, the entire army would be wiped out.

Yu Wenhu took a life, and some people who didn't need to take their lives also took a life.

Yu Wenhu has never encountered such a disastrous defeat, let alone the same place and the same enemy.

Banruo was a confinement child raised in a carriage. Due to the bumpy road, her already weak body was even more haggard. She gave birth to Beijie at the time of life and death. She only raised her for two days, regardless of Yu Wenchi's He didn't even pay attention to Beijie, and only came to Mangshan.

Stopping and stopping along the way, it took several months, and finally, during the first autumn rain, she arrived at the city wall at the Gushui boundary. The smell of blood on the border between Qi and Zhou was still strong, and Yu Wenhu's remnant soldiers retreated here.

He has not rested, just standing by the sand table, deducing again and again where he lost. Since his first failure in attacking Qi, he has been planning for a long time, and even changed his strategy. He won the southern Chen country first. , with the momentum of encirclement, he wanted to swallow Qi State in one bite.

"Your Majesty, Empress, the Empress is here." Suddenly there was a commotion outside, shrouded in torches, and someone quickly stepped inside to report the matter.

Yu Wenhu looked outside in disbelief, and the whole person was stunned. The woman who hadn't seen each other for almost a year was right in front of the door. Because of the wind blowing outside, her neon dress and robe were rolled up, and her hair was stretched out. Also a little messy.

Her face was very pale, and she looked like paper against the bright red neon dress.

The neon clothes were bright red, and she walked in front of him with barely audible quick steps, and walked into his arms like no one else was there.

He didn't expect it for a while, and because the wounds on his body hadn't healed yet, and because of her fierce impact, he groaned, and couldn't stand still. He quickly hugged her tightly, and fell down firmly on the felt floor, which attracted him again. Pain in the wound.

"Yuwenhu, Yuwenhu..." The woman in his arms kept calling this name, this was the first time he felt that his name was so nice.

But in an instant, the warm touch was on his cold armor, and he lowered his eyes, looking at her in disbelief.

He once said that if Prajna could cry for him one day, even death would be worth it...

Today a word has become a prophecy.

"Let's stop fighting, okay..."

This woman who once kept saying that she wanted to rule the world and become famous in history, unexpectedly said such a sentence today.

Her body was terribly cold, even colder than the armor on his body.

I don't know if it's because of the wind blowing today or for some other reason, but her voice trembled violently. It was the first time Yu Wenhu had heard such a voice like Prajna, as if it didn't match the woman who was the mother of the world.

"Yeah." He didn't think that he had just passed through the time of life and death, and he had been pretending to be steady because of the danger on Mount Mang, but seeing Prajna today, for some reason, his nose felt sore, "It's okay, it's okay."

He stroked her temples, hugged her tighter, and comforted her repeatedly, as if the one who took a life was not him, but the woman in his arms, and his arms trembling while holding Prajna, He kept kissing her cheeks, imprinting his own temperature densely.

He shouldn't be so disregarding life and death, insisting on the conquest by himself, but how can he pretend to be someone else, not to mention that he thought that the king of Lanling was in Turkic, and that land was dangerous, so he didn't know that the battlefield was changing rapidly.

It seems like I just want to say something now.

It's nice to be alive.