"Huangcheng", the first capital in the world, is located between Huai River and Sishui River.
The predecessor of Huangcheng was Xiangcheng, a city that was destroyed by war and turned into ruins.
Since the fall of the Han Dynasty, powerful families have arisen from all over the Central Plains, and wars have continued for hundreds of years. Later, during the Three Kingdoms period, Sun Wu and Cao Wei faced off. Every time a war breaks out, it usually breaks out between the Huai River and the Sishui River, and it is precisely because of this that Xiang City collapsed, forming a "lawless land" and a wasteland.
When Hu and Han were facing each other, Bianhuangji became a buffer zone between the north and the south, so that Bianhuang became a transit place for trade between Hu and Han. Although it was located at the center of the war, it also became the most prosperous place in Central China.
In the deserted city, two major legends have been circulating, one is the legend of the "Tianjun", and the other is the legend of the "Eighteen Riders of Yanyun".
The reason why Bianhuangji has become the most "desolate city" in the world is precisely because of the rise of Tianjun and Yanyun Shibaqi.
According to legend, more than two hundred years ago, the Hu and Han Dynasties were in conflict between the north and the south. Fu Jian, the overlord of the Di and Qin Dynasties, unified the north and sent millions of troops southward with the ambition of unifying the world, which led to the war igniting the original frontier wasteland again.
That year, the Hu people gathered to welcome Fu Jian and the Qin army, massacred the Han people, and the Han people dispersed. At that time, a magic army descended from the sky, and instantly quelled the chaos, and the Hu people who were causing chaos were swept away by them. It was empty and the Han people were able to escape from the gathering.
This magical weapon is the "Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun" who are like gods and demons.
Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry is as its name suggests, with only eighteen members... But after these eighteen people first showed their talents, they achieved the legend of being "invincible in battle and invincible in all attacks".
They first pacified the border wilderness, and then met Fu Jian's vanguard army. The Eighteen Cavalry relied on the strength of eighteen men to defeat the fifty thousand vanguard army, killing 40,000 enemies in one battle, and almost massacred all fifty thousand soldiers.
Fu Rong, Fu Jian's younger brother, died in the battle. Fu Jian was greatly shaken and led his army towards the border wilderness.
Fu Jian, the king of the Qin Dynasty, divided his troops into three groups. The main force was stationed in Shouyang. His son Fu Pi was ordered to lead 20,000 infantry and leave the city at midnight to set up defenses.
But when they went there, they were intercepted and killed by Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry.
The 20,000 infantry were defeated by a single attack by the Eighteen Cavalry. Fu Pi led the defeated troops and fled back. The Eighteen Cavalry pursued them relentlessly. In the wilderness twenty miles away from Shouyang, more than 7,000 of them survived.
In the second battle, all 20,000 infantrymen were killed, and there was no one left for hundreds of miles.
Fu Jian was completely angered by the death of his clan brother first and then his own son. The next day, he ordered his generals to use the entire Qin army to kill Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry.
Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry came and went without a trace, appearing and disappearing, and once they took action, it was the bloodiest killing. But who does this kind of cavalry that looks like a god and demon serve?
That battle was known as the "Shocking Battle"!
The master of Yanyun's Eighteen Riders shocked the world in this battle. He is the "Heavenly Lord"! 'Regarding the earth as a chopping board and laughing at all living beings as fish meat', the "Heavenly King" who is transcendent of the world and transcends everything!
One hundred thousand infantry formed the vanguard, 500,000 infantry formed the center, and 280,000 cavalry were divided into the left and right wings. These forces could have swept across the world.
Faced with this million-strong army, Tianjun and his Eighteen Cavalrymen of Yanyun actually won the final victory of this "shocking battle".
The Eighteen Cavalry first passed through 100,000 infantry, and then fought again with 280,000 cavalry, while the "Tianjun", with one sword and one sword, faced Fu Jian's 500,000-strong central army.
In the final battle, more than 700,000 to 800,000 Qin troops were annihilated. This battle could no longer be described as tragic. Thousands of miles of red soil were washed away with blood, and the corpses made gods and ghosts cry.
Fu Jian's ambition to unify the north and the south was completely shattered.
Bianhuangji can become the Huangdu today because the first generation city lord of Huangdu was Tianjun, and also because Huangdu has been guarded by the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun for more than two hundred years and has never been exposed to war again.
Spanning hundreds of miles, the largest city in the world has endured the current desolation for more than two hundred years. Its prosperity and prosperity are truly unmatched by any other city or place in the Central Plains.
Deserted city, in the storytelling library.
The old man kept talking and talked about the two hundred years of glory of the greatest city in the world. But at the end of his speech, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, as if sighing that his youth had passed away and that his glory was no longer there.
In the lobby, more than a dozen tables were filled with people listening to books.
Someone shouted: "Where did Tianjun go in the end?"
The old man coughed twice and said with a smile: "Who knows where Tianjun has gone? He is a god, maybe he has returned to heaven."
The man sneered and said: "I think this is just a scary story made up by you and other deserters."
The old man twirled his beard and sighed: "Since the magic sword Miaoyun disappeared thirty years ago, the four holy masters, the eight ghost kings, and the thirty-six deacons have all left the deserted city. Today, the number one city in the world only has its superficial splendor."
The old man's eyes showed a look of nostalgia, and then he said bitterly: "The deserted city is no longer a deserted city. The holy city of heaven and earth in the past was still full of people like you who were born with wet eggs."
The sneering man said angrily: "How dare you scold me."
The old man said calmly: "I, Old Man Zhuo, have lived here for seventy years, who can't I scold?"
The man shouted angrily: "Are you looking for death?"
The knife at his waist had been drawn out, but the moment the light of the knife lit up, the man stopped moving again.
Everyone in the lobby looked at him with a sneer, as if they were watching his joke. No one could use weapons in the city, even now.
The old man Zhuo also glanced at him contemptuously, slowly picked up the tea in the cup and drank it.
Just when the man couldn't move or sit, a soft voice came: "Do you know where the 'Miao Yun' knife is?"
Countless eyes turned around and saw a not too young "young man" sitting in the corner of the lobby.
His face looks like he is only in his twenties, but he has silver hair and white hair. He has a slim figure in long clothes. He neither looks thin nor very strong. He holds a teacup in his hand, and his appearance is elegant.
It seemed that the person had been sitting in the storytelling library for a long time, but such a person did not attract anyone's attention.
Old Man Zhuo squinted his eyes, looked at him carefully, and then said: "If the magic sword was still there, how could the deserted city have fallen to this point? No one knows that the magic sword 'Miaoyun' is there. It has disappeared along with the previous generation of city lords."
He nodded slightly and asked, "Who was the previous generation of city lord?"
Old Man Zhuo smiled and said: "I'm just an old man telling stories, how can I know who the city lord is? Over the years in Huangcheng, apart from the first city lord Tianjun, only the four holy masters have ever seen the city lord."
Without saying another word, he stood up and walked out.
When he left the library, a small beast passed by the lobby very quickly and everyone could only vaguely see a white shadow. When the white shadow flew over the "young man's" shoulders, they realized that it was a white shadow. A very cute mink dressed in snow-white.
No one felt any difference, but when Old Man Zhuo saw the snow-white mink, his eyes slowly changed.
At first, he was just a little hesitant, but gradually he was a little surprised. In the end, he just looked at the departing figure with incredible eyes. While concentrating, he murmured to himself: "No way, no way, it can't be him... …”
The man was gone, but Old Man Zhuo still didn't move for a long time, as if his whole person had been drained of his soul and lost his mind.
I walked casually on the main road in the city and looked at the tea shops and restaurants around me. There was no sadness or joy on my face. Today's Huangcheng is no longer the best city in the world in the past. Since the past thirty years, Huangcheng has been dominated by various powerful forces. penetration.
Here you can blatantly sell weapons and private salt. It seems to have become the border market again, but the rules in the city still remain.
It's less bloody, but still full of undercurrents.
Regarding this, Ran Yi had no emotion at all, and did not want to stay here for a long time. With a slight movement, his figure lost its substance and turned into an afterimage of light smoke, disappearing.
