May you be prosperous for half a lifetime

It is still winter, the sun is warm, but the wind and rain are about to come.

Standing with his bow in hand, he looked down at Yu Wenyong with an extremely contemptuous look on his face. He raised the bow casually, and someone beside him had already taken it.

"Teacher."

He is wearing a moon-white robe that he rarely wears, clean and not stained with a speck of dust. Although he is not a Han Chinese, he is even more handsome than a Han Chinese, and there is a bit of northern masculinity hidden under his face. Now he stands tall, Standing on the city wall, facing the siege of elite soldiers below the city, he didn't have a trace of fear.

The breeze rolled up the corners of his clothes, causing the jade around his waist to shake slightly. This man who was called a lunatic by the sidelines was standing here right now. The corner of his eyes was on the capital commander who was still hesitant to open the city gate just now. On Li Ping, looking down at him, there was a sense of gentleness in his black and white eyes, but the more so, the more fearful Li Ping felt, "Why, are you scared?"

He spoke clearly, and Li Ping could hear him clearly. For some reason, he felt a severe chill all over his body, "The last general, the last general..."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, drew his sword out of its sheath, and shouted, "Meet the enemy!"

Flags were flying over the entire city tower.

His hands were still stained with the fortune-teller's blood. Half an hour ago, Prajna stained his fingertips with that blood, and then held his hand tightly, "Yuwenhu, you've been so smart all your life, but you see No way, the fortune-teller old man keeps saying that destiny is destiny, but he can't even grasp his own destiny, so why talk about destiny!"

The wound on his shoulder was deep, but the blood had already stopped. He was a little dazed, and stretched out his hand to wipe off the blood stained on Banruo's temples. It was still warm, "I, Dugu Banruo, don't believe in fate. If I believe in fate, I was dead long ago, on the way to the supreme height."

The woman in front of him had hands that were supposed to be playing the qin and holding the flowers. It was not because she was murderous, but because she knew so clearly that in troubled times, killing people was just to protect herself.

Now, she killed for him again.

Kill that weird old man who talked about destiny, and tell him so bluntly that she doesn't believe in destiny.

Those who follow the sky and obey their fate are sad, and those who defy the sky and change their fate die.

"I, Dugu Prajna, even if I am going to die, I have to change this destiny."

Although Xishan Camp has tens of thousands of people, it is difficult to take it every ten days and half a month if it is to attack the city. What's more, if the capital is in trouble, the Sifangzhu Kingdom will come to protect the capital. As long as the city is defended properly, it will not any question.

But Yu Wenhu, what he thought of was not only defending the city, but meeting the enemy.

He asked himself that he never lost anything in the battlefield, but he was stabbed in this capital city. Yu Wenyong was brought out by him alone, so it is better to let him clean it up, so that he can live up to his original mission of leading him to fight against the Turks. hard work.

"Grand Master, absolutely not!" Li Ping hurriedly stopped him. In his opinion, retreating to the Wengcheng and waiting for rescue is the current plan. If he opens the city to meet the enemy, he may be defeated by Yu Wenyong instead.

Yu Wenhu's blue eyes were as fierce as ever, "shake the morale of the army, cut it off!"

He doesn't need a commander of the capital who is swinging from side to side. The defense of the capital is his final bottom line. If he can't even defend the capital, how can he hold the tiger talisman and command the Great Zhou.

Li Ping's lieutenants wanted to stop him, but because of his fierceness at the moment, this strange and terrifying aura made everyone dare not speak anymore, because they knew what kind of demeanor Yu Wenhu was on the battlefield. People in the capital will never know the scene of millions of dead bodies.

"Grand Master, please forgive me!" Gradually, the begging voice ceased to be heard.

Yu Wenhu stood on the city wall and shouted, "Listen, all soldiers, behind us is the important place in Kyoto, our parents, wives and children are behind us, if we take a step back, the country will be ruined and our family will perish. I will fight!"

This long shout echoed over the entire city tower.

"Swear to follow the Grand Master!"

However, Yuwenyong under the city understood that Yuwenhu's strategy to boost morale was nothing more than treating him as a rebel, "Your Highness, quickly let everyone call Qingjun's side!" Seeing that the situation is not good, Huang Yi hurriedly advises him. Let everyone be of one mind with Yu Wenhu, and let him become an unreasonable person.

Seeing this momentum, Ge Shu knew that a big battle was inevitable. Seeing that Yu Wenhu was safe and sound, thinking that it would be all right even if he died, he sneered and said, "Even if my Patriarch kills Yu Wenyu, so what, the world The hearts of the people will only turn to the grand master who protects the capital."

"Arrogant villain!" Huang Yi scolded angrily.

But Ge Shu looked like a broken can, "Kill me if you have the guts. My brother Shu is also a great general appointed by the Holy Spirit. If you kill me, you will be confirmed as a conspiracy."

"The Grand Master is going to open the city gate!" Zhang Che suddenly saw the momentum, "Is he crazy?"

If Yuwen Hu guarded the city to the death, they would have absolutely no chance, but would they give up this important defensive area and come with them with real swords and guns?

Yu Wenyong rubbed his fists, urged his horse forward slightly, and shouted, "Taishi Yu Wenhu killed King Ningdu for no reason. We are ordered by the Holy Majesty to be on the side of the Qing Emperor, and we will never be enemies of you!"

Hearing this, Yu Wenhu glanced at him coldly, "Grand Master, this..." The generals under his command tried to ask.

Yu Wenhu's eyes kept on the city, as if he was waiting for something.

"Report, Commander of the Xiliu Battalion, Dugushun, begs to see him at the gate!"

Yu Wenhu's cold sword, which shone with dazzling light and shone with a heart-rending death light, entered the scabbard, stepped down the city wall quickly, and saw Dugu Shun, who was in military uniform, running panting, "Brother-in-law!" !” Shouted this sound, but it was very familiar.

"Where's your elder sister?" Yu Wenhu looked behind him subconsciously, but he came alone.

Dugushun carefully took out the cloth from his bosom, "Sister said it was inconvenient for her to come here, she was afraid of seeing blood, so let me give this to you."

Yu Wenhu suddenly realized, and secretly scolded himself in his heart, but forgot that Prajna was pregnant, and fighting on the battlefield is always difficult to see, but he just forgot, just now, Prajna also killed someone with his own hands.

He took the cloth from Dugushun's hand, looked at the words on it, took a long breath, and knew that the situation would be stable.

"Ah Shun, go back to the Grand Master's Mansion quickly. I have left eight hundred soldiers in the mansion to protect Prajna and not let her be frightened." "Take all the people in Dugu Mansion to my mansion, and entrust the safety of both mansions to you, you know?"

Dugu Shunben kept nodding his head, and when he heard his last sentence, his face was a little ugly, he scratched the back of his head, and then took the token, "Mandakalo and the others probably listen to me, only my father..." He paused After a pause, he whispered, "Now he can't wait to kill you alive, why would he hide in your house?"

Yu Wenhu didn't have time to say these things, the war was about to break out, so he just sent someone to accompany him back to the mansion.