The next day, morning dawned.
The military camp was full of fierce killings.
Three thousand "Iron Buddha" heavy cavalry, already neatly dressed and full of armor, stood on horseback, full of power.
Looking up at the empty military academy grounds, one could see a vast expanse of darkness with no end in sight and a cold wave of iron armor.
But I saw that the Three Thousand Iron Pagodas were fully armed, like three thousand iron towers, and their momentum was like wolves and tigers, like a group of blood-soaked Shura who had just returned from the battlefield of Corpse Mountain and Sea of Blood, with the sound of thundering iron hooves.
The war horses in Tiefu Tu are all tall and powerful Hexi horses. The horses and men are armored. From the war horse to the upper body, they are all covered with a complete set of dark iron heavy armor. The fish-scale armor leaves are embedded in the armor, tight and dense. Under the faint sunlight, there was a dazzling ghostly cold light.
These Rakshasa-shaped iron pagoda warriors wear iron robes on their heads and face shields under their helmets. They each hold heavy spears, sabers hanging from their waists, and large axes under their saddles. The white light from the spear tip shoots out like the night sky. There are a few cold stars in it.
Right in front of the cavalry, Long Xifeng, the deputy general of the Tiefutu Army, was wrapped in thick heavy armor and sat upright on his horse, motionless in the wind. The mask covered his rough face, and it was not clear whether he was happy or angry. .
Thinking back to the beginning, this heavily armored cavalry once crossed the grasslands and swept through the desert. Wherever the butcher knife passed, it cut off the heads of countless Rouran rebels. They were bleeding and lying in the pestle, and their bodies were lying thousands of miles away. They made a great name on the battlefield...
The air was silent.
At this moment, with the sound of clanging footsteps, Xiao Changling, dressed in military uniform and carrying the long sword "Chengying", slowly walked out of the handsome tent.
The proud frost in white clothes shoots Beichen Sirius.
With the sword in hand, I can cross thousands of miles of mountains and mountains.
Xiao Changling looked solemn, standing outside the commander's tent, facing the Iron Buddha Tu, but his figure was as majestic as a mountain, motionless, there was a faint electric light flowing in his eyes, staring at the three thousand athletes in front of him, his whole person looked heroic , adding a bit of heroic spirit.
Moreover, next to Xiao Changling, stood a guard holding a halberd for him. He was burly and as strong as an ox. He wore a ring-headed sword on his waist and tightly grasped the "Tiger Power Divination Character" of His Highness King Qin. Gilt spurge".
The tiger's power soared straight into the sky, and the cold blade of the euphorbia flashed with a cold golden light under the sunlight, like roses growing towards the sun.
The west wind is strong.
For a moment, in the majestic military camp, the flags were rolled, the cavalry were lined up, and there was a roar, as if dark clouds had descended, rolling and surging in the sky, one after another, almost annihilating the light from the sun.
After a moment of silence, Long Xifeng rode forward alone. Then, using the common etiquette in the military, he approached where Xiao Changling was standing, clasped his fists with his hands, and said loudly, "Your Majesty, the three thousand heavy cavalry of the Iron Buddha Tu have been assembled. , on standby at any time, please give me your instructions!”
"good."
However, Xiao Changling was expressionless and just waved his right hand gently. After Long Xifeng received the order, he immediately turned his horse's head and ducked to the flank of the cavalry.
Suddenly, Xiao Changling took a step forward, holding "Chengying" with both hands, the scabbard of the sword tightly on the ground, standing against the wind, dressed in a white battle suit and a silver armor battle robe, like white waves, rolling up a group of people. The king is majestic.
A clear ray of rays of light fell on Xiao Changling. At this time, he seemed to be no longer the King of Qin on earth, but a god of war from heaven.
At this moment, Xiao Changling raised one arm, holding a sword in his left hand, pointing to the distant sky. His face was as cold as iron, his eyes were like swords, and his expression was majestic and domineering. He seemed to have a stormy feeling, like the rolling magma before a volcanic eruption, contained in Xiao Changling's chest.
Suddenly, Xiao Changling, who was in white armor, looked at the Three Thousand Iron Pagoda and let out a long roar. The powerful and exciting sound, like thunder from the sky, erupted along the Qihai Snow Mountain and spread throughout the entire Jingbei Army. camp.
"The warriors of Tiefutu, you are the sharpest attacking spears of our Jingbei army, and you are the most proud warriors who dare to die. I have shed blood and fought for your lives in northern Xinjiang with you, and we will fight together. We have passed Chu people and killed barbarians together. At that time, we were fighting for the great Zhou Dynasty. Today, you are going to Shangjing with Gu. Gu wants to ask you, if one day, Gu is in danger, what will happen to Da Zhou? The dynasty is facing a crisis, what are you going to do?"
Suddenly, on the school grounds, all the soldiers in the army were in high spirits, and the three thousand iron pagodas burst into thunderous roars, their voices piercing the sky.
"Swear loyalty to His Highness King Qin to the death!"
"Swear loyalty to His Highness King Qin to the death!"
At this moment, Xiao Changling's brows were full of coldness and solemnity, and his two handsome sword eyebrows still did not hide the awe-inspiring determination of killing.
A beam of pride and joy, as well as the cold pride of the moonlight wind, unknowingly spread out from Xiao Changling's handsome and graceful face, and penetrated into the hearts of every Tiefutu warrior present.
Bang!
Xiao Changling held Chengying in his hand and gently lowered the pestle. When the black scabbard touched the bluestone floor, it made a crisp sound, like gold and stone.
"Okay, officers and men, thank you very much. As the King of Qin, I promise you that if one day you are really in danger, I, Xiao Changling, will make sure that you all die first and go to hell together!"
"Swear allegiance to the king to the death!"
"Swear allegiance to the king to the death!"
Another shout that pierced the sky resounded loudly in the vast Jingbei camp.
That day, outside Jinyang City, on the vast plain, a horse was riding gracefully.
It was a purple horse with a proud look, strong bones, and a well-proportioned body. The mane was neat all over the body, and the coat was purple-brown and shiny. Only the four hoofs were as white as snow, tough and powerful, glowing with endless energy. Full of vitality, even the rumored "Pegasus" is probably nothing more than that.
What's even more special is that this majestic horse is galloping across the plains, its four snow-white hooves stepping on the dusty road, making no sound, as if it is walking through the depths of white clouds, and it is like leaping thousands of feet. , soaring into the sky.
Riding on the horse is a tall and elegant man with a heroic figure. He has high sword eyebrows and a pair of bright and sharp cold eyes like an eagle. His gaze is like a torch, shining with the sharp bone-cutting sword style. His angular face, The face is like a crown jade, and the outline of determination becomes more and more prominent.
Yes. Xiao Changling rode alone on his horse "Sa Lu Zi", with the long sword "Cheng Ying" on his waist and a gold-plated halberd with the power of a tiger in his hand. Facing the scenery of the northern country, he rode out of the city alone.
Soon, a 3,000-strong "Iron Buddha" heavy cavalry also left the city.
Whether it's Xiao Changling or the three thousand iron pagodas, him! The destination of their trip is nowhere else but in the hinterland of Zhongzhou, the core of the empire - Shangjing City.
The sun sets in the west, everything is depressed, and the shrill new wind blows across the northern frontier.
On the lonely Jinyang City, Su Yiwu stood on the top of the city, his eyes a little confused and sad, watching His Highness the King of Qin and the Three Thousand Iron Pagodas, leaving Jinyang in a mighty manner, gradually moving away until they disappeared...
The sun is fading, Xiao Changling, dressed in white, is riding on a horse, looking far into the distance. There is an eternal sigh of separation, an endless lingering love, and a pair of infatuated lovers who were once childhood sweethearts.
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At night, warm.
A bright moon is in the sky, and the moonlight is gradually slanting to the west. It is as soft as water. Along the gap between the rolling black clouds, the bright silver light pours down between the sky and the earth. It reflects brightly and darkly, covering it with a layer of confusing and strange colors. .
As night falls, in the dark sky, there are many stars, and the stars are blue, like a dark black cloth, dotted with countless pearls, setting off the hazy and ethereal light of the pale moon.
At this time, early autumn had just arrived, and the cool autumn air gradually replaced the hot summer weather; the festive atmosphere created by the new king's accession to the throne also faded away. Shangjing, the capital of the Great Zhou Empire, has returned to its former glory as in previous years, with an endless flow of people.
At this time, thousands of households in Shangjing City also fell into a long sleep with the arrival of night, and the streets were deserted.
Deep in the palace, the imperial concubine’s Chengqian Palace, with blue windows and black tiles, carved beams and painted pillars, uses apricot wood as beams, and the palace roads paved with fine white jade materials have long been swept clean by the palace people, and it looks like a textured wall. An excellent mirror, everything in the mirror is clearly visible.
Chengqian Palace is the imperial concubine's dormitory and the first of the six eastern palaces in the inner court, second only to the Queen's Chongde Palace. It has always been the dormitory of the concubines who were favored by the emperor; for example, the concubine Yang, who was favored by Emperor Xuan, was in When she was canonized as Concubine Shu, she lived here. And now, the owner of Chengqian Palace is the most beloved woman in the world today, the "most beautiful woman in the harem" after the queen - the imperial concubine Xie Wanxin.
However, today, the Chengqian Palace has a different scene. It is far less dignified and solemn than before, but it looks extremely quiet.
But I saw that the huge sleeping hall was filled with agarwood, and ambergris was burning in the furnace. Green smoke curled up, lingering in circles over the palace, and then slowly dispersed, and the clouds and mist were lingering, like a fairyland.
The seemingly gorgeous Chengqian Palace is actually like a lonely city in all directions at night, airtight. People outside want to come in and people inside want to get out.
Although it was late at night, the owner of this palace did not fall asleep. Xie Wanxin was alone, wearing pink and white clothes, leaning against the west window, her eyes full of resentment, looking at the stars in the sky, and looking at Altair and Vega, the brightest stars in the middle, in a daze.
Her side face is extremely beautiful, with long black and beautiful hair, pouring down like a waterfall, slowly shawling her shoulders, exuding an intoxicating style; her peerless face is as beautiful as a weak willow supporting the wind, and as bright as a bright tree. The full moon is like a Qionghua Fairy who has emerged from the dust, and shines in the shadow, illuminating the silent world.
However, her expression was always as indifferent as the top of a snow-capped mountain; her bright eyes covered with autumn water had long lost the ripples of the girl, and there was only a kind of numbness and fragmentation of feelings; it seemed that from between her eyebrows, all she could see was Two words: cool!
She was born into a clan of poets and calligraphers, and was the most dazzling "pearl in the ocean" in the entire dynasty. She had made many men in the world fall in love with her beauty.
She is beautiful, talented and beautiful. She is the "Xie Family's Lady" who combines beauty, talent and wisdom. Once she became a concubine, she was envied by thousands of people.
She was deeply loved by the emperor and was the most favored concubine in the harem. The emperor left the harem for her and ignored his concubines. She was loved by three thousand people, but she didn't care at all and only wanted to stay with the one she loved for the rest of her life.
She and he were childhood sweethearts, and they were in love with each other. They also made a vow to "be a couple for a lifetime" and promised to spend a lifetime together. However, they were destined to have no fate in this life. They could only love each other but not stay together.
She and he had no love at all, but by mistake, she became his favorite concubine, the most favored woman of the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty, and the noble concubine under one person in the harem.
However, deep in her heart, she could never forget that familiar figure, the infatuated man who once rode a horse to whistle in the west wind.
Nowadays, no one in the palace knows that His Majesty’s favorite woman is the Imperial Concubine. Although there are so many beauties in the harem, under the noble concubines, there are the four concubines Shu, De, Xian, and Chen. Under the four concubines, there are nine concubines, wives of twenty-seven generations, beauties, talented people, royal wives, and royal daughters. There are countless. But His Majesty the Emperor never cared about these things. There was always only one woman who was deeply in his heart, and that was the imperial concubine Xie Wanxin.
Even when His Majesty first came to the throne, he once wanted to make her his queen, regardless of the opinions of the world, but he was opposed by the ministers. In the end, due to the pressure from the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, the new king who had just ascended the throne had no choice but to compromise and appoint his first wife Cao Qingxi as the queen, while the woman he loved most could only be named a noble concubine. Although he failed to get what he wanted, His Majesty His love for the imperial concubine has not diminished at all, but has increased to the point where even the Queen Cao of the middle palace cannot compare with her.
However, what everyone does not know is that when the imperial concubine was young, she fell in love with His Highness the King of Qin. The two of them were so affectionate and affectionate that they even made a private decision to marry each other for life. However, in the end, because of an imperial edict from the late emperor, , King Qin and his concubine, the childhood sweethearts, were ruthlessly separated. She married his brother and became his wife. But in the blink of an eye, the lover who she once loved so passionately and fell in love with at first sight has changed forever and is far apart.
Because of this, for so many years, King Qin had always had a grudge against the late emperor and His Majesty's behavior back then, and could not let go. Therefore, he led the Jingbei Army in anger, left Shangjing, went to Jinyang in anger, and swore a poisonous oath: In this life, I will guard the border and never return to Beijing. This stay in the border area lasted ten full years, until the death of the late emperor, and the King of Qin did not return to the capital to see his father for the last time.
In ten years, time has changed, things have changed, and everything has changed. His Highness the King of Qin, who was once high-spirited and lonely, is now a generation of heroes who is in charge of the 400,000-strong Jingbei army, with brilliant records and great military exploits; the prince and crown prince, who was once a civilized and military strategist with a strong mind, is now the king of the Zhou Dynasty who dominates the world. The emperor; and the innocent girl who was once youthful and cheerful, is now a noble concubine who is favored by the Sixth Palace and guards the empty city alone...
People have changed, identities have changed, but the only thing that remains unchanged is the love that once was as fierce as fire, but now can only be buried in the bottom of my heart.
The night was getting darker and darker. Under the guidance of the moonlight, Emperor Xiao Changyao walked into the quiet Chengqian Palace with the joy of being enthroned on the throne.
As a generation of emperors, he has thousands of miles of land, countless beauties in the Six Palaces, and the people of the world worship him. Everyone's life and death, honor and disgrace, only depend on his thoughts. What is there to be dissatisfied about? However, for Xiao Changyao He said that no matter how hard he tried, he could never get into the stubborn heart of this cold and arrogant beauty. He also knew that even though he was the emperor now, he would never be as good as her brother Changling in her heart.
But he was not willing to accept it. He was the emperor, the son of heaven, and the master of the Zhou Empire, and that man was just a vassal king and his minister. In the battle to win the right to the throne, he was able to defeat this outstanding younger brother and ascend to the throne. The throne is no exception now; in this life, Xiao Changyao will use any means to erase that person's image in the heart of his beloved woman and make her forget that person forever.
When Xiao Changyao walked into the inner hall, he happened to see Xie Wanxin in pajamas, leaning against the window and gazing at the stars. The coldness that had persisted for more than ten years was like a waning moon, falling on her ice-white face.
The emperor's footsteps were very light. Looking at the back of the cold woman in front of him, Xiao Changyao was slightly startled. He felt his heart swaying, and then he slowly stopped walking and stared at her light figure quietly.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty is here." Mingyu, the imperial concubine's personal maid, leaned over Xie Wanxin's ear and whispered in a low voice.
However, faced with Mingyu's reminder, Xie Wanxin was obviously indifferent and didn't say a word. The beauty's beautiful face was still as cold as frost, and she refused to even raise her eyelids, as if she was looking down upon the ninety-five-year-old man behind her. It exists like a floating cloud.
When Mingyu saw this, he could only look helpless and retreat angrily.
Xiao Changyao was not angry about this. After so many years, he was used to it. No matter how hard he tried to please her, she never had a good look towards him, either making sarcastic remarks or looking indifferent.
So, Xiao Changyao took two steps forward, with a smile on his face, walked behind Xie Wanxin, and called her by her given name in an extremely gentle tone, "Yaoyao, I'm here to see you. Are you unhappy?" ?"
This time, she did not ignore him, but stood up slowly as if in a dream, without a smile on her cheeks, and looked at everything blankly.
Under the flickering candle shadow, she was dressed in pink and white clothes, which made her look more fresh and refined. Only her pair of eyelashes as gorgeous as peach blossoms, with the desolation and beauty of nine cold days, looked at the Yigun in front of her. Convince seemed to condense the emperor's tough mind into a piece of solid ice.
"Your Majesty, are you going to stay with me tonight? I will serve your majesty right now."
Each word was cold, like a sharp blade, cutting into Xiao Changyao's heart and tearing apart the sadness in the Emperor Zhou's heart.
Looking at Xie Wanxin's cold gaze, Xiao Changyao's heart was as sharp as a knife, like an old wound that was suddenly torn open, and it was immediately bloody and heart-wrenching; but he still suppressed the pain in his heart and held it gently. Said with a smile.
"Yao Yao, why do you have to talk to me with this attitude every time? Why do you always keep me thousands of miles away and prevent me from entering your heart?"
Unexpectedly, the emperor's proactive approach did not impress Xie Wanxin's indifferent temperament. Under the dim light, her complexion was still so crystal smooth; her expression was still the silence of a pool of stagnant water.
"Then what do you want your Majesty to do with me? Do you want me to be like the civil servants and generals in the court, bowing and kowtowing to you and shouting long live? Or do you want me to be like all the women in this deep palace, surrounding you all day long?" I am always obedient to you and coquettish..."
The majestic Emperor of Zhou was choked to silence by the words of the woman in front of him. He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only sigh softly.
"Why can't you and I talk properly?" Xiao Changyao said awkwardly with a bitter look on his face.
"Your Majesty is now the king of a country and is rich all over the world. If you want to listen to good words, there are many people to please you, including a concubine."
Until this moment, Xiao Changyao's original gentle expression finally became serious. The ends of his noble dragon and phoenix eyes were raised a lot, staring coldly at Xie Wanxin's cold and resentful eyes, as if they were covered with gloomy black clouds. , blocking the sun's light, he did not hesitate to tell her the news.
"Yao Yao, I'm here to tell you today that Ah Gu will be entering Beijing in a few days."
"Ah Ma" is the nickname of King Xiao Changling of Qin. Hearing the name that she had been thinking about for ten years, Xie Wanxin's crescent-like long eyelashes trembled slightly; perhaps, only that man could make this cold and arrogant concubine act so regardless of her status. He lost his composure in public, and his subtle expression contained surprise, joy, disbelief, and a little sadness.
Thinking of the happy moments with Xiao Changling when they were young, and remembering the beautiful past when they rode horses side by side and envied others, Xie Wanxin's frown slowly relaxed.
However, such soothing relaxation did not last long. Soon, Xie Wanxin regained her previous composure, as if she was feeling lost, and gave a sad smile.
"Your Majesty, is this the purpose of your visit today? It seems that I have to thank you for your grace. You have to make a special trip."
Seeing that Xie Wan was indifferent, Xiao Changyao's sharp eyes became more and more awe-inspiring. He stared at his beloved woman with a look that conquered all people, hoping to make her surrender and make her surrender to him.
"Do you really feel nothing at all? Not at all?"
The emperor's beastly eyes did not frighten Xie Wanxin. She looked away wearily, resisting, not wanting to look into his eyes.
However, Xiao Changyao's performance at this time was very calm. He was expressionless and stood with his hands behind his back. Only his tense facial muscles could show his supremacy as an emperor and his tolerance for provocation.
"Yao Yao, I haven't seen you for ten years, doesn't it hurt in your heart?"
Xie Wanxin turned around, a trace of sadness and melancholy faintly flashed across her face, and she soon returned to calmness and indifference.
"My heart is numb."
Xiao Changyao sneered, walked slowly around to Xie Wanxin, raised his long eyebrows slightly, looked at her softly with a pair of elegant phoenix eyes, and spoke in a deep voice, his tone was very cold and indifferent. In an instant, his cold words were like thousands of arrows. Send it straight to the weak heart of the beauty.
"Really? Are you particularly married now? After the second marriage, you became my concubine. You should have wandered around the world with your brother Changling."
It was obvious that this time, Xie Wanxin was completely angered.
Suddenly, Xie Wanxin raised her head, with sadness mixed with anger. Her frost-covered eyes suddenly turned into the tip of a long sword, looking at Xiao Changyao with disdain.
"You are shameless!"
At this moment, Xiao Changyao stepped forward and clamped tightly on Xie Wanxin's shoulders with his fingers, locking them tighter and tighter.
"Xie Wanxin, in fact, I know that you have been thinking about him all the time these years. You hate me, you hate sharing the same bed with me, you hate the days and nights with me, you hate my exclusive favor for you, what a concubine. , the exclusive favorite of the Sixth Palace, the only thing you really care about is probably the title of Princess Qin!"
At this moment, Xie Wanxin was already stained with tears, and the anger on her face could no longer be concealed, like a maple leaf burning like fire, dripping with bright red blood.
She pushed Xiao Changyao away, her eyes full of disdain and disgust.
"You crazy person!"
Before she had any further reaction, Xiao Changyao's face suddenly sank, as cold as solidified rice syrup. He gently pinched Xie Wanxin's delicate lower jaw, his tone was extremely enthusiastic, and there were dazzling sparks in his eyes. At this moment, it exploded.
"Yao Yao, I am the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the master of these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers; you are my noble concubine, my woman. In this life, even if you and I are enemies for the rest of our lives, I will keep you by my side. Until death! You will never get rid of me in this life!"
After saying that, Xiao Changling slowly let go of his hand, and with the loneliness and sadness of the emperor, he walked away and left Chengqian Palace. The emperor's black uniform gradually blended into the dark night.
Dark night.
Silent and silent.
Sad tears slowly slid down Xie Wanxin's pale cheeks. At this moment, she lay weakly on the ground and sobbed silently.
She was confused.
Could it be that, in this life, she and her lover could only be firmly tied by the shackles of fate, and could only be trapped in this square city forever for the rest of their lives?
