On foot to the top of Beishan Mountain.
The boys and girls sat crookedly on the big rocks and watched the sunset.
The sun has set.
A large area of gorgeous sunset remains in the sky, turning the sky into a beautiful purple-red color.
The hustle and bustle on the other side of Qinghe River has dispersed, and the village is bustling again. Laughter and laughter can be heard in the distance, accompanied by the rising smoke. Looking down from the top of the mountain, every place is a reassuring scenery.
"Sister, is it really Yan Changkong who destroyed the mechanism on the divine soldier's neck?" Bing'er sat on a high stone, swinging her legs comfortably. Even though she was married, she still remained coquettish and naive.
Tianbao hummed, holding her hands by her sides, letting the evening wind ruffle her hair. She looked at the village fireworks, her whole body lazily, "The news came from the spy of the Killing Palace. Yan Chongming is going to fight against all odds. If it fails, he will be buried with the magic weapon. Those mechanisms were made by Yan Chongming. Yan Changkong deliberately installed the mechanism upside down when installing the mechanism. When the mechanism is activated, the sharp blade will retract in the opposite direction and will not penetrate the neck of the magic weapon. . When Mo Cang showed up with the magic soldiers, I specially observed in secret and confirmed that the agency was indeed reverse-loaded before showing up. If the spies' information is wrong, we need to find a way to protect them first, and we may not be able to win so easily."
Bai Yu acted extremely cautiously, and even if he received information from his own spies, he would only believe half of it.
That's why Grandpa Du and the others were sent away in advance today, just in case. It was difficult to take care of them in the face of danger.
"Yan Changkong would betray Yan Chongming. Even we are surprised, let alone Yan Chongming. He will never die in peace." Bai Yu bit a grass core, his posture was casual and lazy, and his eyes were indifferent when he mentioned Yan Chongming and Yan Changkong. .
Maybe Yan Changkong showed a little compassion for the divine soldiers.
Or maybe Yan Changkong has a little affection for the place of exile.
No matter which one, it saves them a lot of trouble.
But that's all.
They are still rivals with an irreversible relationship.
Nansang has become the target of public criticism all over the world.
The news that Yan Chongming died in the place of exile today will soon spread, and then the troops gathered by various countries will immediately drive to Nansang.
Including Dai Viet soldiers.
Su An, Su Wu, and Mai Sui all knew this, and their emotions were more complicated.
Nan Sang has done too many evil things, and a war between various countries and Nan Sang is inevitable. When the time comes, there will be a scene of tragedy again.
In this matter, it is impossible to tell who is innocent and who is not.
The people of Nansang who are about to suffer the war are innocent, but the countries and people of various countries that Nansang has invaded before are also innocent.
It can only be said to be karma.
Su An sighed and looked at Bai Yu, "Has the news been handed over to Uncle Duandao?"
Bai Yu nodded, "It will be delivered within seven days at most. Nansang's 300,000 troops are pressed outside the southern border. If Yan Changkong does not order the withdrawal of troops, war will inevitably begin."
The consequences will depend on Yan Changkong's final decision.
The sunset on the horizon gradually dimmed, and the evening breeze carried a faint scent of food.
Su Wu rubbed his head vigorously and stood up, "I don't want to think about it anymore, how can I find so many troubles! Let's go home and eat! I heard my aunt calling for dinner!"
"..." The others stood up together, their noses twitching, the smell of rice was so tempting.
However, the battle waiting at home is also really scary.
If you want to eat, you will probably have to endure a beating first.
They each looked at each other, and the boys and girls flew down the mountain with laughter, "Let's go home for dinner!"
Isn’t it just a batch?
I can handle it!
That night, the familiar sounds of chickens and dogs were heard in the Su family's yard again, with curses and screams of running away and begging for mercy being heard endlessly in the night.
The villagers were so happy that they just sat in front of their homes with stools and listened to the excitement before going to bed.
The summer night in July is extremely beautiful, and the sky is filled with stars that you can pick up with your hands.
The villagers sat on their horses, fanned cattail leaf fans to drive away mosquitoes, and chatted at the top of their lungs across a loess road.
Children are running and playing on the road, and there is no light to worry about falling. Whenever they accidentally fall, someone will fly out from the shadows to pick them up in time to save them from the pain.
What happened outside the east city wall during the day was like an episode worth noting, and it just passed by.
The days in the place of exile were as usual, with the people working at sunrise and returning at dusk.
The slight difference is that there are many more people taking a bath in the Qinghe River every day. The ducks raised by the fishermen behind the mountain col next door are no longer willing to go into the river.
…
Mid-July.
War breaks out on the Vietnamese border.
Yuan Yao, the veteran defender of Dai Viet, was brave and led the Yuan army and 70,000 soldiers stationed on the border to drive the enemy for thirty miles.
At the same time, various countries mobilized troops to reinforce Dai Viet and also arrived in the southern border. In addition to Xiling's 200,000 elite troops, the remaining eight countries combined a total of 400,000 troops to advance into Nan Sang with overwhelming force.
The scene of Nansang's sword pointing at Dongpu to capture the city is now repeated in Nansang.
It's just that the two parties reversed their roles, and it was Nan Sang's turn to experience the helplessness.
Nansang Palace.
Yan Changkong sat alone in the large sleeping hall. The hall was empty and the surroundings were extremely quiet.
On the carved sandalwood table was a half-finished jug of wine, and beside the jug was a secret letter that had just been read.
There are only a few numbers on the letter——
Su Jiuni is still here.
Yan Changkong's eyes were fixed on the three words Su Jiuni, his eyes surged, and for a long time, a faint smile appeared on his lips.
His slender fingertips lightly touched those three words, and he turned to look out the window.
It's daytime.
In the afternoon, the sunlight slanted in through the window lattice. It was clear that the sunshine in July was hot, but it could not dispel the coldness in the palace.
"So you're still alive." He sighed, his voice as soft as a whisper, "That's great."
After sighing, he smiled again, picked up the flask and drank the wine in one gulp.
Next to the secret letter, there is also a battle report.
——Qingcheng fell, and soldiers from various countries came to Suzhou.
Suzhou is already the hinterland of Nansang.
There are only two states away from Nansang Imperial City.
With the momentum of the coalition forces of various countries, it won't be long before they attack the imperial city.
Yan Changkong stood up, walked slowly to the window with his hands behind his hands, and stood under the setting sun. He was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe. Because his figure was too thin, he looked a little empty.
The sun illuminated his face, and he looked extremely calm.
At the end of July, on the eve of the invasion of Suzhou, Emperor Xuanjing received a letter from the new emperor of Nansang.
Nansang, descend.
