Luo Chengzhi followed the night, riding the cold wind and riding the snow.
The white breath exhaled between his nose was his heart as hot as lava.
Accompanied by the jolting body of the war horse beneath his crotch, there was an unspeakable excitement.
Looking up, Xiyue was nowhere to be seen.
Looking around, he could only see the cold snow reflecting the light of the sharp sword.
The horse's hooves were wrapped in a thick layer of cloth, holding a coin in its mouth, and gently moving its somewhat stiff body.
There is a faint light on the other side of the mountain. Looking down from a high position, it is a bonfire that has not been extinguished. Just looking at it makes people feel the ultimate warmth.
Luo Chengzhi couldn't help but wrap up his cotton clothes.
It's so cold.
Luo Chengzhi was looking at the stretching tents of the Hu people. Many people gathered around him. He pointed at the Hu people Wang Ting and said: "Our army rushed here on a snowy night. The Hu people Wang Ting didn't pay attention to it. David on the left and right couldn't care about each other. Our army went straight into the middle of the tent, beheaded the Shanyu, and then separated on the left and right to massacre the royal court. It's a pity that it snowed and we couldn't set fire to it."
After he said that, several other people said: "Sir, the Hu people's royal court is tightly guarded. Our army has rushed here and the soldiers are tired. There are tens of thousands of enemies in the Xianbei royal court. Even if we only fight against the royal court's Jinwei, we may not be able to successfully behead them." Ah, what should we do if we fall into enemy territory?"
Xianbei is the strongest Hu regime in history. When there are no internal disputes, it is not easy to defeat it. By rushing here on a snowy night, they already have a great advantage.
Although the Xianbei Royal Court did not know that the coalition forces would attack, they had absorbed the lessons of the Huns. It was not a formation that could collapse in one rush. Shanyu Jinzhang had time to react.
Luo Chengzhi sighed slightly when he heard this: "You know why all the emperors of the coalition pushed me to lead the army to raid the royal court, because only Luo can ensure the completion of this important task."
Everyone looked at each other, Luo Chengzhi turned to Luo Yuzhi and said: "Yuzhi, you are not a direct descendant. Live well. Remember what I told you before. After I die, you will take over the army." Command power to bring back the men who survived the war."
Luo Yuzhi already knew it, but he couldn't help but shed tears, whimpering in a low voice, the cold wind passed by, and there was frost on his eyelashes. He quickly wiped it off, and said with a muffled sob: "Brother, I know."
Luo Chengzhi's eyes swept over the extremely beautiful faces. On this hill, all the Luo girls were as pure as the snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains, as beautiful as the shining bright moon. Nothing in this world could capture their beauty. Get rid of the God-given beauty of the Luo girl.
"You were supposed to be born in the beautiful land of Jiangdong. You were supposed to have a happy life. War is a man's business, but I brought you here to meet death. Alas."
"King Su is supreme, and the light lasts forever. If you die for this, you will deserve to die."
The God of the Four Seasons was held by several people and was ready to move.
Luo Chengzhi was silent for a moment, touched his little niece's head, and said nothing. He drew out his scimitar, rode his horse through everyone, and said with emotion: "Young men from Winter City.
Knights from all over the world, people of King Su.
When I first selected the warriors, I once said that only the most fearless warriors can come here.
How many have we encountered?
All the difficulties are in your hearts, and I will not describe them again.
Tonight is our last battle.
I don’t know who will survive in the end, and I don’t know who will be able to return to the Central Plains in the end.
But there will definitely be no me among them.
I hope you can return to the Central Plains with countless honors.
Look there!
Where the light shines!
The Hu people were just under the hill. We were lying on the ice and snow, speeding through the starry night. So many comrades died on the road. Isn't there a surge of anger building up in our hearts?
Today is the day to break the barbarian's royal court and cut off the Shanyu's head.
It’s today to climb over this mountain and avenge all the dead people.
Dedicate yourself to the eternal existence of Zhu Xia today.
Following the teachings of Emperor Su Wang and the oath of the Supreme Luo Shen, we will move forward in the light.
Let Qingshi hear our names and record them on bamboo slips.
Let the world praise our names and engrave them on stone tablets.
Let the most high and holy King Su look upon our names.
The whole army charges, brandishing swords and guns, don't stop until death!
King Su,
Be with us! "
There should have been shouts in unison, there should have been surging cheers, but everyone kept their mouths shut tightly and just looked at Luo Chengzhi, and then thousands of people rushed past him like a majestic torrent.
In the turbulent charge, the horses' hooves trampled in the snow, leaving hoof prints one after another. The hoof prints were light or heavy and messy, but the figure on the horse was determined not to return.
As Luo Chengzhi said, when selecting warriors, these people never thought about coming back alive. Those who can come here are all warriors listed in the Forbidden Army. Since the Han Dynasty and since the Yulin Orphans, people all over the world have loved them. Treating the relatives of martyrs who died in war with kindness, these people never have to worry about their future.
Nothing but death.
How many people died in this war?
numbness.
In other words, if you don't care, if the war doesn't end, more people will die.
The hills were a little high, and the wind and snow came from behind the soldiers. It did not blind them, but seemed to add strength to them.
Luo Chengzhi was holding a scimitar in his hand, and there was no Luo Shizi beside him. In front of thousands of fine cavalry, there were a few figures that he was very familiar with. As soon as he lifted the reins, the horse jumped out.
The hills that were full of people and horses just now were suddenly deserted. Except for the scattered horse hoof prints all over the ground, there was no evidence to prove the grand scene just now. Only a few tall figures of spiritual soldiers were left. Likewise. The tall Luo girl looked quite petite in front of these spiritual soldiers.
There seemed to be several howls of wolves in the distance.
Echoing among the hills, it seems quite lonely and desolate.
The God of the Four Seasons slowly floated in the air, emitting a brilliant light. The Luo girls around looked at it with solemnity, as if they had been praying in the ancestral temple for countless days and nights.
Attacking the royal court on a snowy night and beheading Shanyu was the only step in the entire decisive battle that could not go wrong.
If the Chanyu escapes, the allied forces of the Xia, which have made huge sacrifices, will lose the capital to conquer the grassland again in a short period of time.
This is the final war, and it is no lie!
The attack on Wangting on a snowy night was a destined victory. No one could deny that the Xianbei hub would be broken in one battle, but whether Shanyu could be beheaded could only depend on luck.
In the Han-Hungarian War hundreds of years ago, it was not until the final battle when the Huns were almost annihilated that Luo Wuji and Huo Qubing captured Shan Yu. How can it be simple now?
How can there be no accidents?
We can only use the power from outside the world!
If possible, Luo Chengzhi would never want to use the God of the Four Seasons. It would be a waste to use a divine weapon to win a war that would have been a great victory, but he would never tolerate any accidents.
In the end, the God of the Four Seasons was left to the Zhuluo women.
Look at the shining light, majestic like a sinking abyss, the god of the four seasons whose light is divine and bright.
"The snow is really heavy."
"Make it bigger."
"The wind is so strong."
"Make it bigger."
"Let the wind pass through the valley and over the mountain tops, carrying snow to the barbarian camp.
Let Xue bring endless anger and coldness to blind the eyes of every barbarian and destroy their will. "
The sound of snow falling has never been heard.
The sound of blood flowing out was accompanied by rustling friction.
[Luck points -237364, leaving 2617234 luck points. 】
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The beautiful Western Region, when the grassland is covered with heavy snow, the Western Region is a different scene. To the north of the Tianshan Mountains, it is also foggy and snowy, but to the south of the Tianshan Mountains, there is no trace of snow.
The majestic Tianshan Mountains will block all cold currents from the north. These cold currents will condense on the top of the Tianshan Mountains to form the majestic snow mountains. On the snow mountains, there are world-famous snow lotuses, which are beautiful and holy, like flowers of gods.
The Tianshan Mountains can withstand the flow of heaven and earth, but cannot withstand human swords and spears. Just like the holy snow lotus, it will eventually be picked by lotus collectors and ground into the best medicinal materials.
In Luo Jialan's opinion, the most beautiful flower in the Western Region is his wife Zhao Yingluo. He is not the only one who thinks so, countless people prostrate themselves in front of Zhao Yingluo.
There are nobles and monks among them. Zhao Yingluo has a red dot between her eyebrows. This is not imitating the holy mark, it can also be said to be imitating the holy mark.
The appearance of the Luo family's stigmata cannot be verified. In the eyes of later generations, the Luo family has had the stigmata since the time of King Su, which greatly affected the aesthetics of the entire world.
Luo's stigmata is beautiful.
In almost all makeup looks, there will be some decoration between the eyebrows. Among these decorations, there are petals, red dots, and various beautiful patterns.
Buddhist statues were also affected. Almost every statue of a gold-plated statue has a red dot, which means great wisdom and great light.
Wreaths.
From this name, we can see that the former Tianjin Kingdom was deeply influenced by it. Zhao Yingluo likes to put red dots between her eyebrows, which makes her feel like she is the chosen one of King Su.
Luo Jialan was dressed in the costume of the high priest of the temple, holding a magic staff in his hand, sitting on the Hu bed, while Zhao Yingluo was dressed in royal clothes, looking at the nobles from the Western Regions kneeling in front of them, "Your Majesty, Xianbei Hu The human army is trying to cross the Tianshan Mountains, and our army deployed at the northern foot of the Tianshan Mountain has suffered a failure. The Xianbei army is chasing me all the way to the southern foot of the Tianshan Mountain to kill the Hu army. I would like to ask your Majesty to show it."
These words caused a slight commotion in the field. They didn't understand why the Killing Hu Army, which had always been victorious, suddenly suffered a defeat.
When Luo Jialan heard this, he did not panic at all, but laughed. The troops deployed at the northern foot of Tianshan Mountain were originally his bait. He said loudly: "You don't have to worry.
This was originally a plan to lure the enemy deeper. The most powerful temple army never participated in the war. They were lying in ambush between the southern and northern slopes of the Tianshan Mountains, waiting for the barbarians who came from afar to give them a fatal blow. "
The temple army has not moved!
These words instantly soothed people's hearts. A war in which the Temple Army did not participate has no reference value. In the vast Western Region, there is a saying that the Temple Army is still there, how can you say that the Temple has lost?
When the sun rose again, a new battle report came to this city. The most elite armored cavalry left by Xianbei in the Western Regions was completely destroyed at the Tianshan Pass!
Luo Jialan and Zhao Yingluo came together again. This time not only some of them, but almost everyone was lying on the ground. Zhao Yingluo glanced at everyone and said slowly: "The time has come to regain the north of Tianshan Mountain. Right now.
Since the collapse of the Xiongnu, when has the Western Region experienced the suffering it faces today?
When had the Western Region ever been as ruined as it is today?
The blessed land of the Western Regions was praised by King Su as the Holy Land of the Xia Dynasty.
To the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains, millions of people live and work in peace and contentment, with smooth trade routes and exchanges of goods and services. Even in the Central Plains, there are many things that are less prosperous than those in the Central Plains.
I, the people of the Western Region, worship the gods, are supported by the gods and Buddhas, and protected by the spirits of various families. How can I have seen such a land of faith in the world?
When the jackals took over and tried to destroy my holy cause, they almost succeeded. Fortunately, with the blessing of the Emperor, we rebuilt the temple army. We united together and the barbarians were defeated. Today.
Kill them all so that there will be no more barbarians in the Western Regions, so that no barbarians will be seen in the Western Regions! "
Luo Jialan held up the staff and solemnly said: "The Emperor's order,
To all the nobles, monks, Taoist priests, and people of the Western Regions:
The Xianbei barbarians rebelled against the Western Regions, destroyed temples, attacked our emperor, insulted the people, disrespected the gods, harmed our people, and took away our ancestral temples. The emperor has said that Xia and barbarians are not divided, and the king's way is not peaceful. We, the people of Xia, are born in heaven and earth. , you should be noble, now I lead the people to kill the Hu people and help the foundation of the Xia Dynasty. My wife and I are not talented, so I was ordered by the emperor to tell all the people in the Western Region that they are all responsible for killing the Hu people, and they are all ordered to kill the Hu people. Those who obey this order will enjoy great blessings; those who do not obey this order will fall into the endless hell. "
Luo Jialan and Zhao Yingluo's words contained murderous intent. This was an order to kill the Xianbei barbarians in the Western Regions. This was a major counterattack from the Western Regions.
It can be seen from all signs that Xianbei's rule in the Western Regions was a failure. There was no time for them to rule here firmly. Luo Jialan and Zhao Yingluo obeyed the general trend of the Western Regions to resist Xianbei and led the tide. Xianbei's With the military defeat, the rule quickly collapsed like a domino collapsing. Luo Jialan and Zhao Yingluo took advantage of the general trend to take control of the power in the Western Region.
When the Western Regions Killing Hu Army crossed the Tianshan Mountains with high spirits, the disputes in the Western Regions were over, and the Xianbei Hu people were fleeing crazily. The Xianbei Hu people who entered the Western Regions had no family members, so they all died.
It was very cold at the northern foot of the Tianshan Mountains. It was very difficult to even open the knife handle when holding it, but this could not stop the soldiers' enthusiasm to kill the enemy. Their fiery hearts could withstand the coldest frost in the world.
Although there are only a few hundred temple army soldiers with different faces left, they are still omnipotent in attacking in groups and destroying the enemy's formation. Everyone who sees the temple army charging into the formation is deeply shocked.
Blood was everywhere.
"The pasture will be luxuriant in the coming year, and the people of the Western Region will have a prosperous year."
…
The wind is blowing and the snow is blowing!
When the sharp blades cut through the necks of each of the barbarians, and when the sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground were heard, even the dullest people should have reacted.
Countless Hu soldiers appeared outside the camp in panic, and what greeted them was death.
The arrows that were thrown pierced the person on the ground, bleeding out blood and brains. The reflection in the white snow became more and more obvious and unusually dazzling.
"Enemy attack!"
The harsh noise woke up Xianbei Chanyu. He had no time to think about why the Han soldiers came here on a snowy night. His first reaction was to leave.
The elite royal guards quickly put on their armor to protect the Xianbei Chanyu from leaving. It was impossible to organize the army here.
He firmly believed that the Han army would not be particularly large, otherwise it would never have appeared quietly in his royal court, and the surrounding tribes would not have reacted.
As long as the sun rises, he can raise the royal flag, regroup the most elite soldiers of the entire royal court, reassemble all the herdsmen and slaves, and even summon the tribal army.
Thinking like this, he put on his armor and wanted to leave. With the protection of the royal guards, leaving would not be particularly difficult.
Luo Chengzhi led the brave warriors straight towards the golden tent in the royal court. Such an obvious move naturally attracted the attention of the surrounding soldiers guarding Shanyu. The men in armor had already come up to block them, but the scattered obstacles were useless and would be dispersed as soon as they rushed. .
Until a group of more than a hundred armored soldiers appeared, the speed suddenly slowed down. These armored soldiers had obvious characteristics of the Liaodong Hu people. Their armors were all specially made, and the quivers and bows they carried were also different from ordinary ones. knight.
Luo Chengzhi knew that these people were armored men brought from Liaodong by the Xianbei royal family. They were extremely brave and capable of fighting hard. In such a cold weather, these people did not feel much discomfort. This was the tenacity forged by years of fishing and hunting in Liaodong. and habits.
but.
Who is not an armored man who has experienced countless hardships and hardships in the ice and snow of Liaodong?
After being forged by Liaodong, the current army composed of dare warriors and sons of Winter City is already infinitely close to the temple army forged by artifacts!
Without a moment's pause, Luo Chengzhi charged towards the armored man!
The armored men formed a circle, holding special crossbows in their hands, and arrows rained down. The people in the outer circle resisted the attacks of the brave warriors, while the people in the inner circle kept shooting arrows. Luo Chengzhi passed by them. These armored men just followed the steps. Although his defense looked anxious, he never pursued him.
Find Shanyu!
This was the only thought in Luo Chengzhi's mind.
In the royal court of Xianbei, there were ten golden tents owned by the Chanyu, and only one of them was the real golden tent of the Chanyu, or in other words, the Chanyu lived in it. Luo Chengzhi knocked down three golden tents in a row, but none of them were like the Xiongnu Chanyu. figure.
The horse in his hand felt more and more bitingly cold, and his hands were so cold that it was difficult to bend or stretch, but the real coldness was in his heart. He raised the horse in his hand high, "Where is the Xianbei Chanyu?"
This sound did not appear to be very high among the fighting around him, but the horse spear he raised was so obvious.
The bright light is reflected in the snow.
The wind is getting stronger!
Everyone felt the cold wind like needles blowing suddenly from their ears. The cold wind was as sharp as a knife and seemed to blow everyone into ice sculptures and smash their faces.
The wind spreads throughout every corner of the battlefield. The wind is pervasive and there is no gap. The wind blows across everyone and everything fairly.
What is there in this world that the wind doesn’t know?
When the raging wind blew down from the top of the mountain, it brought endless heavy snow. With the snowflakes still falling from the sky, everyone facing it could not open their eyes.
On the top of the hill where Luo's daughter was, the two of them fell in the snow. Their skin was crystal clear, pale without a trace of blood, their faces were peaceful, their lips were not red, but pale, and the snowflakes fell on their eyebrows. , I can’t even tell whether the snowflakes are whiter or the skin is whiter.
Perhaps the only flaw is that they are like sculptures, motionless.
Lying in the snow, they didn't feel the cold because their bodies were already colder than the snow.
They are dead.
If the body stays here, maybe in the next moment, it will turn into light and leave, accompanied by the power of the God of the Four Seasons.
Luo Chengzhi's eyes were wide open, and not only his eyes, but his stigmata were beating crazily. He never cried because too many people died. He had already shed all his tears in Po Junshan.
Now it's just repeat, repeat, repeat.
Whether it was King Su's heaven or the underworld under the Nine Netherworld, he firmly believed that he would be able to see them again.
found it!
Luo Chengzhi suddenly turned around, and the brave warriors who were accompanying him also turned around. The strong wind and heavy snow that came from the sky accompanied him, and the wind and snow that originally appeared between heaven and earth had been covered.
"Xianbei Chanyu!"
Luo Chengzhi had never been so angry. He waved the horse in his hand, crossed countless figures, and then stared at the figure of Xianbei Shanyu. That figure was very low-key, and the royal guards were very low-key. , trying to escape among the fighting crowd.
Xianbei Shanyu never expected that Luo Chengzhi could find himself in such a chaotic battlefield. Before he had time to think, Luo Chengzhi had already charged straight towards him. When he saw countless Xianbei Shanyu who had escaped, he immediately I decided to resist.
But as soon as his soldiers formed their formation, they were hit by the surging wind and snow. The brave warriors had already rushed over and broke through the first line of defense almost instantly. The surrounding Hu soldiers were pouring over. The most elite armored men have basically been fully equipped.
When Luo Chengzhi led the wind and snow through the defense line of the imperial guards, and was about to face the Xianbei Shanyu, the wind and snow suddenly stopped. Luo Chengzhi was stunned for a moment, and felt a pain in his heart. Pain, he advanced into the formation, and the Hu soldiers who came around him were ignored by him.
The God of the Four Seasons was spinning in circles, emitting a gleaming light that fell on the figures on the top of the hill. The Luo girls turned into light and dissipated in the air, while the God of the Four Seasons was still suspended on the top of the mountain. Waiting for Luo Chengzhi's call.
But no one will use it anymore.
Luo Chengzhi jumped on his horse and raised his spear. At this point, no more accidents would happen. Water far away could not quench his thirst. No matter how elite Xianbei's Royal Guards were, they would not be able to rescue Xianbei Shanyu from Luo Chengzhi.
Unless the Xianbei Chanyu is as brave as King Xiang, even King Xiang will suffer hatred if he cannot retreat quickly in the face of more than a thousand brave warriors, let alone the Xianbei Chanyu.
Heavy snow fell all over his eyes and face, and the bow and knife in his hand were covered with frost. The Chanyu of Xianbei wanted to escape, but the sons from Zhuxia would not give him this chance. Only the death of a Chanyu could To eliminate the anger in the hearts of some men, only the death of one Chanyu, and even the fall of the entire Hu tribe, can let all the dead rest in peace.
…
In Winter City.
Luo Xizhi felt the hidden destiny of the Hu people. When his background suddenly decreased, he knew that Luo Chengzhi had activated the God of the Four Seasons again.
When the God of the Four Seasons is activated, but the luck points are consumed so little, there must be a direct descendant of the Luo family burning their lives.
When Hu Ren's destiny began to decrease rapidly, he knelt in the ancestral temple and cried silently. He knew that it was Luo's son and son who were bleeding, and it was Luo's son and daughter who were bleeding.
He is a healer.
A kind healer.
But at this moment, there was endless anger rising in his chest.
He stood in the ancestral temple, looking at the thrones of countless ancestors, and then looked at the Qingming.
He suddenly cursed fiercely - "God thief!"
“Heaven and earth are not benevolent, heaven and earth are not benevolent, why are heaven and earth so unkind!
Heaven!
What's wrong with me, Luo?
Are you going to suffer such a disaster?
Are you going to bleed like this?
What is my crime?
Are you going to encounter disaster?
Going to have a bloody encounter? "
What Luo Xizhi asked was not just him alone, but also asked by countless Luo people, "God has the virtue of a good life. Since the prosperity of our Xia Dynasty, our civilization has prospered and we can know etiquette. Isn't this what the world hopes for?"
Isn't this the path that the world follows?
The Hu people are just people who eat their hair and drink their blood. How can they be compared with the Xia and make them join the invaders? Their bloody massacres are nothing more than disasters and disasters, and they are nothing more than a rebirth of the world?
Heaven!
What are you doing?
Aren’t the people in this world your people?
Can’t people in this world live peacefully in this world?
Can’t people in this world yearn for a better future?
I, the Luo family, have worked tirelessly for one thousand and four hundred years to bring peace to the people of the world.
Why do you want to destroy it?
Are we, the people of Xia, born with sins in this world?
Destiny, destiny, what bullshit destiny!
The destiny of heaven is not given to me, Zhu Xia, but to Man Di. Is this what you want?
How could there be such a heaven in the world?
How could there be such a god in the world?
Heaven!
Just watch, when the fate of the barbarians is extinct, there will come a time when I, the Luo family, will let the people of the world only know that there is King Su, but not know that there is heaven.
What bullshit destiny!
I will record today's words in my Luo family's classics. It will not only bleed. With me, Luo family, your destiny will not fall into the world!
The rise of the grassland is your will, and the bloody fusion is your will, but I, Luo Shi, do not recognize it.
One thousand years, two thousand years, ten thousand years, like this from generation to generation! "
Luo Xizhi had never been so excited, but the endless anger made him unbearable.
The Luo family's hatred for the destiny has reached the extreme. Zhu Xia did not get the destiny, but Dihu got the destiny. This fact eroded the hearts of everyone in the Luo family all the time.
Could it be that Ji Zhaohedao was not affected by this?
Things like destiny should never appear again, and barbarians should never have the opportunity to enter the Central Plains.
Luo Xizhi didn't know that Ji Zhaohe had solved this problem, but even without Ji Zhao, Luo Xizhi and the Luo family in the future would use their own blood to block the fate of Tianming.
What is in heaven will return to heaven and what is in earth will return to earth, that’s all.
People of Zhuxia, I would like to recommend Zhuxia with the blood of Luo, Luo Xizhi knelt before the throne of King Su and said silently.
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In the snow in the Yin Mountains, in the desert, when the bow and sword are shaken, the horses cannot escape. The generals are as towering as Mount Tai, and the soldiers are as surging as the rivers. How great are the people of Xia, how great are the people of King Su. The sun and the moon shine brightly. In this light, with all my heroes, there will be peace for all eternity. ——"The Monument of the Martyrs of the Hu Dynasty"
(End of chapter)
