Chapter 566: Luoshui Dead Mountain, Ma Lilian, Suzaku Mochizuki, Wu Yinyu

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Chapter 566 Luoshui Corpse Mountain, Ma Lilian, Suzaku Mochizuki, Wu Yinyu
Since the founding of the Great Sui Dynasty, Luoshui has not experienced such a fierce war. When the emperor visited, a sailor opened the road and Li Yuanshan deliberately led the army westward, so he encountered little resistance when crossing the river. The last battle in Luoshui was traced back to the time when the emperor Tai Jian Yang Jian, the founding emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty, led the army to pacify the northwest. In that battle, the Yang family would destroy the 160,000 Northwestern Army of the Zheng State in the first battle on the Luoshui River. According to records, the corpse of the defeated Zheng Army spilled dozens of miles, and the Yang family killed Jiangyang City in a rage.
This time, the soldiers who followed the Yang family lost their morale like a hundred years ago.
Wang Yiqu is a general of the Great Sui River Division. This man has led the army for more than 20 years. No one knows how to lead the division to fight. Twenty years ago, he brought the naval division into the Shang Kingdom and became famous in the First World War, which also established his position as the first man in the Great Sui Dynasty. Because of this, it is difficult to break through the Luoshui River where he led the army.
The emperor didn't think of splitting his troops across the river and pulling the front to disperse the strength of Wang Yiqu's water army. But the army around the emperor was not as powerful as Wang Yiqu and Gao Kaitai. The side with the stronger strength defended, while the side with the weaker side attacked, destining to be extraordinarily brutal in every battle.
The light of the setting sun turned red, no longer shining.
Anchors were anchored on the river and anchored on a large ship in the center of the river. Once the soldiers of the Great Sui Shui Division watched the soldiers on the West Bank to move the corpses. To be honest, they don't want to kill each other like this. But the banner of rebellion has been raised, and there is no way back.
The soldiers of the Sui army carried the body of their robes expressionlessly, and another group of people were digging in the distance. This has been repeated almost every day for the past two months. So the soldiers have become numb, and even the fear of the corpse on the ground is gone.
The soldiers bandaged the wound for Ma Lilian, and then went to fetch water. Ma Lilian watched the soldiers walked in a daze, lifting the corpse back into the pit. Tens of thousands of corpses were buried in dozens of huge graves not far away. Since being blocked on the river bank, many people have died every day.
Ma Lilian knew that the main theme of war was never life but death, but she still felt a little confused.
Just two years ago, when the emperor's royal convoy crossed Luoshui to the west, she also saw a warm smile on the faces of the sailor soldiers. The infantry soldiers and the sailor soldiers even gave each other when they separated. A strong hug. They blessed each other and waved goodbye.
Two years later, they met again.
Already facing each other, endlessly.
It all came so suddenly, so suddenly that she couldn't adapt.
The wound was painful, but Ma Lilian didn't care. The glow of the setting sun fell on her face, and then gradually receded. She just sat there idly, watching a large pit gradually filled with corpses and then covering it with mud to make a grave bag. When it was dark, the soldiers brought a bowl of gruel. Ma Lilian looked at her and slowly shook her head: "I'm not hungry, you drink it."
The soldier opened his mouth, but in the end he just reluctantly put the bowl of porridge next to her and turned away.
The night came, the smell in the wind was still so strong.
Ma Lilian turned her gaze to the gigantic emperor in the distance, she could faintly see those Jinyi schools still standing upright. The lights on the palace were very bright, but no one inside could be seen. From time to time people come in and out, all seem to be in a hurry. Ma Lilian then remembered it, as if she had not seen the emperor for nearly a month. The last time I saw the emperor was the day when the thousand warriors bloodied the east bank.
Is the Emperor's illness worse?
Ma Lilian frowned slightly, but could not find the answer.
It should be like this ... if it is not seriously ill, the emperor should not have been able to survive for nearly a month. Every day I see the royal doctor go in and out several times, perhaps because the blockade of the rebels is too tight and the emperor's mood is getting worse and worse.
She looked at the bowl of porridge, and although she felt hungry in her stomach, she had no appetite.
It has been more than a month, and each person has only two bowls of rice porridge per day. She is now a general of top five and can drink three bowls a day.
In this way, I am afraid that we will be completely out of food in half a month. Until then, the rebels who blocked the river didn't need to hack and kill, they just came over and watched them starve to death. Just across a river, the cooking smoke of the rebels on the east bank of the river can float over every day, making people imagine the whole bowl of white rice, and the pork that simmers to the touch.
"Do not waste"
I don't know when she sat down opposite her. Ma Lilian looked up and looked up to salute immediately. The other person waved in sign language and said, "Sit down and drink the porridge."
He sniffed and laughed, "The other side is pork stewed cabbage tonight, it's really fragrant, and you can eat it when you smell it."
Ma Lilian smiled bitterly, took a porridge bowl and took a sip.
"Master Hou, is Your Majesty ..."
She hesitated a moment and finally asked: "Is it ill?"
Sitting opposite her was a middle-aged man wearing a brocade. Even in such a difficult environment, he still kept his clothes neat and clean, his clothes were flat, and his boots were not stained with a little mud. His hair was straightened and tied behind his head. The beard is clean and meticulous.
His name is Hou Wenji.
The emperor originally left him to assist Jin Shixiong in rebelling, but at this meeting, Jin Shixiong's affairs were no longer important. The emperor changed his mind and planned to take him back to Changan City. Because no one can compare with Hou Wenji's experience, if there is rebellion in Changan City, he can scoop out one by one. The emperor often changed his mind. For example, he really wanted to let Fang Xie be a prince and a master and go to the East Palace to assist in government. But later, he did not hesitate to let Fang Xie go to guard the Wolf Mountain Canyon. For example, he wanted to die in the northwest like this, no longer worry about government affairs, but eventually changed his mind.
"Ill?"
Hou Wenji's smile was bitter and he shook his head and said, "Maybe ..."
"You don't even know."
Ma Lilian sighed and looked at the gruel in the bowl.
"Drink the porridge first, or you may not even have it for a while."
Ma Lilian gave a surprised look at Hou Wenji, then raised her neck and poured porridge into her belly. Because she was too hungry, the porridge rushed into the stomach and pierced the stomach wall that had stuck together. She immediately frowned when she was in pain. It took a while to slow down, and then she apologized and smiled at Hou Wen.
"Is there anything you want to tell me?"
Ma Lilian asked.
"Choose a few of yours tonight to protect you and leave, and I will tell you to let you go. You are the only woman in this camp, war ... women should never be involved, and women never belong Battlefield. After going out, keep going south, take off your shirt and change to the clothes of the people. If you are lucky enough to escape the rebels, go back to Chang'an. Don't think about going to the battlefield in the future. "
Ma Lilian froze, "For ... why?"
Hou Wenji looked at the empty bowl beside her and said for a while, "How long haven't you seen the emperor?"
"It's been a month"
"How long haven't you seen Eunuch Su Bingbi?"
"It's been another month"
Hou Wenji got up, looked at Ma Lilian with pity, and said, "Let ’s go, this is why I told you to finish the bowl of porridge before telling you. If you know, you will feel sick, and you will not have the energy to eat You should n’t have come here. The emperor has been away for a long time, and the army ca n’t go to the river, but it ’s not difficult for the great practitioners to cross the river with the emperor. The people here are just the emperor who left to die. Killed to make the opposite rebel think the emperor is still here ... "
Ma Lilian's heart almost stopped. She opened her eyes and looked at Hou Wenji, hoping to see a flaw in his face, and to see that he was lying.
However, she knew she couldn't find a flaw.
"Why ... why?"
She murmured.
"Where are there so many and why?"
Hou Wenji glanced at her, and after a few moments of silence took out a silver ticket from her cuff and handed it to her: "Go back, you have a mother-in-law at home, your father is dead, think about your mother. The emperor is not The emperor who deserves your life, the court is no longer the court you deserve to die for. I will go, but it is not time yet. "
Having said this, he placed the silver ticket on Marilyn's knee and turned away.
Ma Lilian looked at his back, then looked at the huge imperial palace.
"I-fuck-your ancestors!"
She cried with a headache, and did not know who or what she was crying.
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Huangyang Road
Suzakusan
This is a mountain range that stretches for hundreds of miles and is the most famous scenic spot of Huangyang Road. In the Taiping New Year's Eve, I don't know how many literati and writers enjoy mountain climbing every year, leaving behind many wonderful phrases. The most famous allusion is the story of Zhu Xiaochen, a gifted scholar of the Great Sui Dynasty, who stabbed Princess Sui Anyang and fell in love here a few decades ago. A love poem is set for life. Although the talented women didn't come together because of the disparity in the doorsteps, many young men and women came here to take a look at the poem-seeking Wangyue Pavilion.
However, since the war, the rich and the wealthy have all escaped from the calamity, where ordinary people still have their minds to play. Moreover, in the past year, a group of robbers occupying the mountain on Suzaku Mountain is said to be extremely fierce and looting the wealthy merchants in the past, so no one dares to approach.
Wangyue Pavilion is located halfway up the mountain of Suzaku Mountain, built on a protruding boulder. Sitting here, you can see the scenery under the mountain.
A wonderful young woman in a long goose-yellow dress sat on a stone bench, staring blankly. The mountain wind blew her long skirt, which made her a little more agile. It looks like she is seventeen or eighteen years old, her eggs are round and cute, her two frowns are slightly wrinkled, and she doesn't know what she is thinking about.
She has a short pimple in her hand, which is bright and clean.
"Miss"
On the stone steps, a little girl in a lilac dress floated on the wind, holding a letter in her face, all with joy.
"Master has written."
She ran over with fine beads of sweat on her forehead.
Wearing a goose yellow long dress was Wu Yinyu, the bright pearl on the palm of her hand. She sat upright and took the letter to open it and looked at it, and then her face showed a happy look: "Dad is coming, no later than one month Thing. "
"that's nice!"
Xiaoya Longlong smiled and said, "The old lady is worried every day, and now she can finally rest assured. Miss, what else does the old lady say in the letter?"
"Nothing"
Wu Yinyu bowed his head to conceal a flush of flare flying on his face, deliberately suppressing the excitement in his heart and said, "I also said that the guy was coming, I really hate it."
"hate?"
Long Er giggled: "How do I think the lady particularly likes that person."
"呸呸呸"
Wu Yinyu gave Longer a white look: "Who likes that rogue guy, but just looks at the broken workshop for him every day, and is annoyed. If he comes and looks at himself, who wants to control it!"
As he was talking, he suddenly saw a blue smoke rising from the mountain.
"This Andrew!"
Wu Yinyu stomped his feet: "What a mischief, I burned a row of houses last time, I hurt my arm last time, and this time I don't know what happened to them ~ EbookFREE.me ~ They A few foreigners with big blue eyes and big noses knew how to fumble. "
She stood up and tidy her dress: "Let's go and look down."
At the same time, on the flat ground behind the mountain, several newly built wooden houses have collapsed, and many people are lifting water to extinguish the fire. A tall man with a blackened face laughed and didn't care about his tattered clothes. He laughed wildly and shouted in lazy Chinese: "I succeeded! I finally found the formula ratio! Genius ... what your general is really a genius! Without his letter, I can't find the perfect ratio! "
ps: When these two names started, I thought that there would be such a chapter sooner or later. In the blood of the corpses, Ma Lilian is a blood-stained and open flower. In the mountains in the southwest, Wu Yinyu is the beautiful jade hidden in the mountain. The sea of ​​blood opens the lotus flower, and the deep mountain hides beautiful jade. In fact, when Ma Lilian was scared by Fang Jie, who had spit out a worm in Yanwuyuan, she might be destined to stay away at that moment. She and Fang Jie did not have too much contact from beginning to end. Fang Jie may have forgotten this woman. It cannot be said that because she was far away from Fang Jie, she would experience such suffering. It can only be said that because of knowing Fang Jie, Wu Yinyu was safe and practical, so that some boring lives in Suzakushan.
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