Chapter 82 Whom did you lose to?
The sky was burned by the flames of war, and the hoarse shouts seemed to preserve the power of life, and seemed to bid farewell to the dead souls. Most of the bodies trampled by were the bodies of soldiers from the Northern Qing Dynasty, even if they were the defenders waiting for work, in this battle
In the tough battle, he is destined to become a loser in the historian's writing.
There were surprisingly many soldiers in Fangcheng. It was completely different from the deserted scene seen on the observation deck at that time. It was a good way to show the enemy's weakness and lure the enemy to attack. Young Master Jin really thought carefully. If Baili Muyun was really like this
Build a pontoon bridge and forcibly cross the river to attack the city. The pontoon bridge is not enough to support the infantry shields and erect a steel-like shield wall. I am afraid that the entire army will be annihilated as soon as they reach the middle of the river.
"You might as well worry about whether the Beiqing Dynasty will subjugate first!"
Baili Muyun was not moved by Young Master Jin's words. He pierced Ye Jian with a spear, and was about to sweep away thousands of troops on the bloody battlefield. He was thinking that Mo Xi is good, but not everyone can do it.
Weapons defeat him.
Gongzi Jin's voice was like a gangrene attached to the bone that could not be shaken off, with a slightly bewitching voice, as if someone else was speaking next to Baili Muyun: "I wonder if the emperor knows about the past between Miss Mo Xi and Jun Wuyao
How much? Speaking of which, it was really a romantic affair of the past."
People all have bad habits, and they will always choose to avoid people or things that will hurt them. But once they find that these things no longer force him to face them, they will be curious about what they are and pursue them.
In his past and present lives, he explores the past that tickles his heart.
This is curiosity.
Especially when faced with old things related to themselves and the people they love, everyone wants to explore them. Even if they convince themselves with a thousand and ten thousand reasons, even if they know those old things, they will not change their love for her.
The original intention. But whether it will change or not, only time and God know.
No matter Baili Muyun was so brave and skilled in fighting, he was still just a mortal with the curiosity that a mortal should have. So he stopped the spear in his hand, still flying his red tassel innocently, and looked at Young Master Jin with a speechless look in his eyes.
But Yu, he wanted to listen.
Young Master Jin smiled gently, as if he was a teacher who was as gentle as a child when faced with a room full of children. He didn't see how he could dodge, but he walked slowly among thousands of troops: "Speaking of which, if there hadn't been the king,
, Mo Xi might have froze to death on the streets or ended up in a brothel. And without Jun Wu Yao, Mo Xi might not have been able to survive until now. The shadow is indeed a terrifying existence. "
Baili Muyun stood still and didn't answer. Young Master Jin didn't care either and continued: "I heard that the emperor likes to drink the tea made by Mo Xi. In fact, she learned all the tea making techniques from the king.
If you have the opportunity, your Majesty should try my Majesty's technique. Ah, by the way, the song "Thinking about Shu" played by Mo Xi was also a score that the King spent all his efforts to find from the city of Shu. He also found many people to restore it.
There is the music of nature that you heard, Your Majesty."
At this point, Young Master Jin tilted his head and smiled and said: "So, Your Majesty, everything you think about Mo Xi comes from the King. It's really sad to think like this. Your Majesty, you and Mo Xi
There is absolutely nothing in between.”
"What on earth do you want to say!" Baili Muyun asked. Something stirred in his heart, and waves of intense pain could not find an outlet but were about to tear his body apart.
Young Master Jin was almost in front of Baili Muyun and replied: "I just want to tell the emperor that the most peaceful and turbulent days in Mo Xi's life were given by my master. Your Majesty, you are just the one between them."
A passer-by. The love affair in the bamboo forest, no matter how much Mo Xi avoided and resisted it, left an irreplaceable mark. Even you, the emperor, cannot replace it! That was what supported Mo Xi to live in the first place.
Motivation, the power that carries through the heart and lungs, no one can forget!"
"You're talking nonsense!" Baili Muyun yelled in panic, his steps were a little unsteady, and he actually took a step back. He was not defeated by the moat that was comparable to a natural moat, and was not defeated by the soldiers of the Northern Qing Dynasty who were desperately seeking death. Baili Muyun was defeated.
On Gongzi Jin’s few words...
"Whether I'm talking nonsense or not, the Emperor knows better than anyone else. Think about why Mo Xi only penetrated half an inch of his body when he inserted the hairpin in the military tent without hurting my master's life. The Emperor knows it, doesn't he? Ah, that's right.
I heard that Mo Xi showed no mercy when he buried the dagger into your body, the Emperor, and almost killed you with one knife."
Young Master Jin has completely approached Baili Muyun, and his voice is even more leisurely...
Not far away, Chang Hai was not as brave as usual. Instead, he was a little restrained, as if he couldn't let go. Looking next to him, he saw a petite figure, quite sturdy, with a long sword in his hand that was shining coldly, attacking the enemy.
It's a pity that the door behind him is often wide open. If Chang Hai hadn't been protecting him at all times, he would have been stabbed many times.
"Chang Hai, look at Brother Huang!" Chang Hai, who had been protecting Eleven with all his heart, heard the voice and suddenly raised his head to meet Eleven's big and bright eyes. In an instant, his face started to burn.
He took a few steps back and almost fell down when he hit the corpse on the ground. Eleven pretended to be calm and didn't look at him. He had to turn his head to look at Baili Muyun in embarrassment.
Baili Muyun was indeed abnormal. Facing the enemy general who was getting closer and closer, he looked completely defenseless. The spear in his hand was somewhat loosened, which looked extremely strange.
"Chang Hai, let me go see what's wrong with Brother Huang." Eleven was confused. She rushed over in desperation, but was blocked by the oncoming soldiers. She had to stop and deal with the people in front of her first, and shouted softly.
: "Chang Hai, go quickly!"
"But princess..." Chang Hai didn't dare to leave Eleven alone and was a little hesitant.
"What are you doing! Go quickly, I'll behead you if you're too late!" Eleven couldn't help but cursed, but after finishing the scolding, he was a little stunned. How long had it been since he had spoken like this, or been so unscrupulous?
Chang Hai's eyes burned, and he sighed in a voice that only he could hear: "On the 11th, you are back." He picked up the long sword in his hand and rushed towards Baili Muyun.
If anyone observes carefully, they will find that Chang Hai, Shiyi, Wang Bohan, and Lin Muxian are all surrounded by people without leaving a trace. Those who attack them are like dead warriors, fearlessly surrounding themselves with their bodies and surrounding the wall.
Let them meet each other, let alone let them get close to Baili Muyun...
Before Chang Hai broke out of the enemy siege and rushed to Baili Muyun, he saw the fallen bodies of him and Young Master Jin. The two of them fell back together as if they had made an appointment, and bright red blood flowed from Baili Muyun.
Water gurgled out from the cracks in the cloud armor...
"emperor!"
"Brother Royal!"
Chapter completed!