Bactrian Palace.
Inside and outside, the dancing pavilions and singing platforms and the carved beams and painted pillars are full of silence.
The two panels of the palace gate guarded by the imperial guards with solemn expressions passed through the front hall of the palace and extended to the door of the Golden Dragon Palace.
The Imperial Guards at the entrance of the Golden Dragon Palace looked a bit reserved.
I don't know what I'm afraid of.
"Asshole!"
"My Daxia army of 200,000 people can't stop the alien race's 60,000 wolf riders?!"
An angry shout erupted from the Golden Dragon Palace.
The new emperor Yu Yunping, who was still very young, sat on the dragon throne, pointed at the civil and military ministers below, and cursed angrily.
After saying this, all the ministers were as silent as cicadas.
Everyone remained silent.
It's just like you who was criticized by the teacher for not completing your homework.
When Yu Yunping saw them like this, even though he was angry, he was also very clear about it.
There is no use getting angry, if you lose, you will lose.
He considered himself a gentle person, but after hearing the news, he couldn't help but curse.
Just an hour ago, a military report came from the north.
The Northern Wolf Empire sent 60,000 wolf cavalry southward with overwhelming force, piercing through the northern army stationed at the border.
Due to the scattered troops of Daxia, they were unable to organize effective resistance and were defeated one by one by the Northern Wolf army that arrived later.
The twelve northern states, headed by Danzhou and Mozhou, were all defeated and fell into the hands of the Northern Wolf Empire.
Daxia completely lost its control over the twelve states.
"Twelve states!"
Yu Yunping's eyes showed disbelief.
After getting angry, he leaned on the golden dragon chair in a daze and murmured:
"Not one county by one, but twelve states!"
"Do you want me to be a sinner for all eternity!"
Yu Yunping clenched his fists and looked livid.
Not only that, the twelve northern states were lost, which meant that the Northern Wolf Empire was only a pass away from the Imperial Capital of Great Xia!
As long as the enemy breaks through the pass, there will be plains for 800 miles to the south. They can flatten the river and their cavalry will lead directly to the Xia capital!
"Your Majesty, the most important thing right now is to summon the army from across the country to the capital to serve the king and deal with the foreign army heading south."
Below, a minister in red official robes held a wat tablet to pay his respects.
At first glance, he is a high-ranking member of the imperial court.
"Yes, the northern border has been broken. Now the only dangerous pass in the whole north is Shanhaiguan."
A military attache immediately echoed.
If Shanhaiguan is lost again, Daxia will really be doomed.
After thinking about it, Yu Yunping also knew the importance of King Qin.
"Pass on my decree, let the elite generals from the south, west border, and Guanzhong go to the capital to serve the king, and leave some people to stay in the prefectures and counties."
No matter how urgent it is, the entire army cannot be mobilized.
He has not forgotten that there are still remnants of the Great Yan in the south, and he must beware of them.
As the saying goes, before fighting against the outside world, you must first make peace with the inside.
However, after a long period of clearing up, he didn't find any clues. The imperial envoys sent out were all over the state capitals, but there was no trace of Dayan's old troops.
Now the Northern Wolf Empire's move south has become an urgent matter.
If this crisis is not resolved, the country may really be destroyed!
How could he, Daxia, die in his second life?
Daxia cannot be defeated in his hands like this.
He finally ascended the throne as the second son, got rid of his eldest brother, and survived his father.
How could everything we have now be destroyed by a mere alien race?
Yu Yunping thought of the current situation.
A person couldn't help but come to mind.
His sister, Yu Qinghan.
At present, the Great Xia court is undergoing a major change of blood. The civil servants and military officials have been replaced batch after batch, but they are still not as good as he expected.
All the local leading generals were removed from their posts by him.
On the one hand, it is to prevent them from rebelling.
On the other hand, these people were really mediocre compared to his sister.
No matter how you say it, Yu Qinghan was a great contributor to the founding of the country and the military god of Great Xia at that time.
If my sister is still here, she should be able to easily resolve the situation even if she faces a menacing alien race.
It's just that there was a big battle in the capital at that time, and the ghost in white was too bullying, and he had no time to take care of his sister in the dungeon.
So much so that a fire broke out in the dungeon.
The younger sister who had her cultivation level sealed also died in the dungeon.
The black and charred corpses he saw with his own eyes.
I took a trip to Jinzhou not long ago, and found that the bustling place in the past was already empty.
Logically speaking, he should be relieved, but for some reason, he always felt that Yu Qinghan was not dead.
He didn't believe that a fire could burn her to death.
Maybe she is still alive and well?
"Your Majesty, we must be fully prepared for this battle. In addition to summoning an army to serve the king, we can also choose a companion capital in the south. If we are defeated by then, there is also a way out."
There was a green-robed civil servant below, his eyes rolled, and he cautiously advised.
When Yu Yunping heard this, his eyes became extremely gloomy and he shouted angrily:
"Come here! Pull him down and kill him!"
After saying that, the tall imperial guard at the door walked in immediately,
"Your Majesty! Wei Chen deserves to die, Wei Chen is wrong!"
"His Majesty!"
The green-robed civil servant's expression changed drastically, and he quickly admitted his mistake with a panicked tone.
The surrounding ministers also followed suit and stepped forward to persuade him.
"Your Majesty, what Master Chen said is indeed inappropriate, but it is for your own good after all!"
"Yes, let him be spared. It would be enough to remove him from his job as a punishment, but the crime does not lead to death!"
"If word of this spreads out, wouldn't it make people all over the world laugh?"
Yu Yunping was unmoved and said in a cold tone:
"Be timid before fighting, think about your retreat first, and still say it's for my own good. Is this how you should be an official?"
Looking at the imperial army, he glared:
"What are you doing standing still? Behead him!"
After receiving the order, the tall imperial guards grabbed the green-robed civil servant's left and right hands with a pair of iron hands like pliers, and dragged them out of the palace.
"Your Majesty! Spare my life"
The sound became quieter and quieter until it was completely inaudible.
The civil and military ministers were all very frightened and did not dare to speak nonsense.
Who knows if he will be next?
Yu Yunping looked at the ministers in the hall and said expressionlessly:
"The emperor guards the country, and the king dies in the country. Is there any reason to give in in this battle?"
"Anyone who speculates again, quits, or talks about his future affairs will be punished."
"yes!"
The ministers felt helpless.
Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger, that must be it.
The new emperor's suspicious and moody temper was well known.
Even the maids who serve on weekdays will be beaten and scolded if they make a small mistake.
Basically no one can truly gain the new emperor's trust.
In fact, this is also related to his way of ascending to the top.
Yu Yunping himself ascended to the throne by means of maneuvering, so he was much more wary of the people around him than ordinary people.
To the point where everything is at war.
The more stressful the situation is, the more obvious these symptoms become.
Always worried that someone is going to harm me.
It has to be said that this was also part of the reason for the defeat of the northern army.
Originally, the military schedule was changed once a year.
This is to prevent officers from infiltrating the soldiers and causing the soldiers to only obey the general's orders.
In Yu Yunping's hands, it became a change every six months.
Half a year is really too short.
If the time is too short, a situation will be created.
The soldiers do not know the generals, and the generals do not know the soldiers.
Neither side understands the other.
In terms of marching coordination, it was completely appalling.
No matter how elite the army is, under poor command, it can only lose the battle.
In this situation, the army in the north failed to form an effective resistance. Facing the Northern Wolf Empire's fully prepared lightning attack, they could only retreat steadily.
Jinzhou, small pawn shop with Huai character.
At this time, the pawnshop has become a mourning hall.
A dark coffin was placed in the middle.
During the day, many people came to express their condolences, and many of them talked about the deeds of the pawnshop owner and told the children who didn't know about the good deeds the owner had done over the years.
People who come in will naturally see it.
A beautiful woman wearing simple white linen clothes sat next to the coffin.
It attracted a lot of attention and discussion.
"Who is this?"
"With this look, they must be the shopkeeper's family members."
"Oh, how pitiful it is to be widowed at such a young age."
In the face of rumors, the beautiful woman turned a deaf ear.
It's a night when the moon and stars are sparse.
She stayed by her side when she was alone.
In addition, there is a white-haired myna. It seems that it has not seen its owner for several days. It seems to have understood something. It has not spoken for several days. It is standing on the beam, guarding the coffin.
Yu Qinghan stayed on guard from day to night like this.
He said nothing and had no idea what he was thinking.
It's just the softness in his eyes that makes people move.
late at night.
A girl-like woman stood outside the door, looking at the wooden coffin, with tears flashing in her eyes.
"Sister, it's time to go."
Pei Xiangyun couldn't bear it, so he still reminded him.
At some point, there was already a line of soldiers outside the pawn shop. They stood at the door one by one, making no sound at all, just waiting for the people in the house.
The atmosphere was solemn.
After an unknown amount of time, Yu Qinghan finally stood up in Huaizi Pawnshop.
Reluctantly, I took a look at the items on display in the pawn shop, the used stove, the big bed I slept on, and the watered garden.
"Everywhere in life is similar, it should be like a flying dragon walking on snow and mud."
The white-haired starling flew out and stood on Yu Qinghan's shoulder, spitting human words from its beak.
Bage followed Zhao Huai, and in addition to cursing, he also learned a lot of ancient poems.
"Sister, it's snowing."
As Pei Xiangyun exclaimed, Yu Qinghan looked towards the street outside.
I saw goose-feather-like snowflakes falling from the sky and floating in the dim light.
Noisy and leisurely, I don’t know when it fell to the ground.
When I first came here, it was still spring.
Now, it's winter solstice.
Looking back, it has been almost a year.
It's actually been so long.
Yu Qinghan couldn't help but think about it.
A fat monk and a thin monk who were standing outside the door walked to her side, clasped their hands together, and took a look at the coffin inside.
It has to be said that the Buddha's golden body of the two monks, Dragon and Tiger, is really strong. Even after eating the method of transforming into a god and an old demon, it can still recover so quickly. After a few days, it is like a normal person. Only the physical body is injured. Move the fundamentals.
Monk Fuhu looked at it for a while, and seemed to see something with his twinkling Buddha eyes. He took the lead and said: "Amitabha, Your Highness, there is no need to be sad. Your sweetheart may not really be dead."
"Why should the eminent monk entertain me anymore?"
Yu Qinghan spoke calmly, with a sense of loneliness in his tone.
She just thought that Monk Fuhu was comforting her.
Monk Fuhu shook his head and explained: "What I said, monk, is not a lie. This corpse has been dead for a long time, but it did not die from being snatched away by the Nether Demon. There is no injury on the whole body. It died from exhaustion of energy and blood. It’s not like the style of the Nether Demon.”
"So it is very likely that the owner of this body was already dead when the Nether Demon took action."
Hearing this explanation, Yu Qinghan's eyes immediately turned around, a bright color appeared in his eyes, and he said full of hope:
"The eminent monk really didn't lie to me?"
"Amitabha, monks do not lie."
Monk Fuhu gave the answer.
"My husband may not be dead, maybe he is just hiding."
After hearing this explanation, Yu Qinghan's heart ignited hope again.
The same is true for Pei Xiangyun.
She thought of her brother-in-law's conversation with the mysterious doctor.
One mouthful and one world.
He must be a disciple of some sect.
The qualifications and status are not low.
He immediately became optimistic.
"Yes, sister, didn't I tell you that my brother-in-law's identity has always been mysterious and we can't find out clearly. He must have just faked his death and not really died. His cultivation level is so high, maybe he is a disciple of some major sect. ?”
"Um."
Yu Qinghan nodded after hearing this and felt it made sense.
The husband did not go into too much detail about his past experiences.
Instead, he talked a lot about some novel insights and invented new words.
No matter from which point you look at it, your husband does not look like an ordinary person.
Maybe he also has something to do.
Exactly the same as myself.
Thinking of this, Yu Qinghan's mood suddenly improved a lot.
Only when people have hope can they have the motivation to live.
Otherwise, it would be no different from The Walking Dead.
Before I knew it, the snow had fallen a finger thick.
Yu Qinghan stepped in the snow and looked at the Changning Emperor's army, which was well prepared and motionless as a mountain.
A passionate emotion slowly rose from the bottom of my heart.
It was as if I had returned to the battlefield three years ago.
"A leaf of duckweed returns to the sea, and we meet again and again wherever we go in life. The poor monk's untainted Buddha eyes can sense it, and our paths will intersect again."
Monk Fuhu looked at Yu Qinghan's changes and knew that the other party had cheered up, so he couldn't help but say something else.
He studied under the sect of Maitreya, the future Buddha. The Immaculate Buddha's eyes can perceive what will happen next, so he said this.
Yu Qinghan looked at the heavy snow falling more and more, looked at the black sky with phoenix eyes, and murmured with his red lips:
"Hopefully one day."
at the same time.
Nanyu Mansion is thousands of miles away.
In a bedroom of a magnificent manor.
Those who miss you will have a response.
Zhao Huai sniffed the sachet sewn in his hand.
Seeing things and thinking about people, I seemed to feel something in my heart. I raised my eyes and looked out the window.
But only the soldiers stationed at the door remained motionless.
So he took out the golden copper coin and looked surprised.
"Why?"
Zhao Huai couldn't help but mutter.
At this time, the divination result brought by the copper coins has already turned into "luck."
This time, he did not understand the key to the hexagram.
But the crisis has also been resolved.
But who resolved the crisis of the Nether Demon?
The north wind blows south, and the southern geese need to return north.
Does this have anything to do with what you are doing?
Zhao Huai didn't understand, but purple light gushed out.
This time, the purple light turned into the shadow of a saint, wielding a sharp sword and cutting into his mind.
I don’t know what kind of destiny this time is.
Boom boom.
Zhao Huai was about to check his new destiny when there was a knock on the door.
I had to get up and open the door.
"Master."
After opening the door, a graceful silver-haired beauty stood in front of the threshold.
"It's you."
If it weren't for the bright hair color, Zhao Huai would have almost mistaken him for the wrong person.
The visitor was none other than Yin Nanyu, who had arrived late.
Zhao Huai shook his head, but Yin Nanyu's body walked in.
"You actually found it here."
Yin Nanyu, as expressionless as ever, explained: "I contacted Mr. Song, and then I found out that the young master actually came to Nanyu Mansion. It seems that the place where Fairy Yueqing's heart is, is still here."
Zhao Huai quickly asked: "How is the fairy?"
In order to save him, Linglong Fairy Qiu Yueqing used such an important teleportation talisman. No matter what, she still owed him a lot.
"Don't worry, young master, she is fine. Palace Master Linglong arrived in time, and the Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivator has already been killed."
Yin Nanyu smiled lightly.
"That's good."
While Zhao Huai breathed a sigh of relief, Yin Nanyu looked at him holding the sachet in his hand.
Her eyes flickered and her mind moved slightly.
I seem to understand something.
"Young Master doesn't seem to like it here."
Zhao Huai smiled bitterly and said, "Isn't it? I'm not used to the feeling of being sacrificed."
"So the young master is leaving?" Yin Nanyu pondered.
Zhao Huai stared at the other party.
She was also surprised that Yin Nanyu could actually see her own thoughts at a glance.
He really wanted to go back to Jinzhou, but the main reason was that he couldn't let go of his wife.
Yin Nanyu said seriously: "Now that Dayan's opportunity has come, I'm afraid the young master won't be able to get away."
"what chance?"
Zhao Huai frowned slightly and asked.
Yin Nanyu's big gem-like eyes were serious and said slowly:
"Master, have you ever heard the story of the missing princess of Daxia?"
