Nightfall

Chapter 790

The flame tongue danced on the silver mask and in the black eyelids, like the electric awn in the summer rain.

It’s the winter season, the snow flakes are falling, and it’s not the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi. There is no lightning in the world. It’s a real flame.

The snow-covered field, the beautiful and quiet village on the official road, should have been a beautiful picture, burned by fierce flames, and suddenly became a black and bleak wasteland.

Long Qing, the emperor quietly looked at the picture in front of him, looked indifferent, could not see any excitement, only the hand holding the reins exposed his true feelings at this time.

After leading the East Wild Ride to the Tang Territory, he only ordered the subordinates to put two fires, a distant Dongjiang, and another fire in the village at this time.

With 2,000 of the most elite cavalry subordinates, he attacked Chang An at all costs, regardless of the Tang Country’s volunteers, or the tough squatting cavalry, who could not catch up with him.

It is very close to Chang An City.

When he lost to Ning Que in the Academy mountaineering test, with the West Ling Divine Palace mission and the escort cavalry, he left the Chang An and took the road.

In the official road of the year, he remembered the pictures he saw that year, recalled the feelings of the year, and then remembered the ambition he had once sent.

“I want to push all these ugly Tang people’s dwellings down, eradicate the rapeseed in the field, burn all the fire, burn off the sins and the dirty, and let the Heaven and Earth here have only one light.”

He is about to return to Chang An City, which left him with endless humiliation and pain, and changed his life in a certain sense. His Culture State and strength far surpassed that year, and his eyes are no longer pure.

The fields next to the road, the rape blossoms have not yet grown, and they have been painted into various houses by the Tang Country farmers, but they are as beautiful or ugly as they were then, then they burned all the fire.

By the way, I told people in Chang An City that I am coming.

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Chang An City is in the snow, the rain is falling in the north of Lushan Mountain, but it is the same cold. The rain is soaked in the armor skin, infiltrated into the cotton coat, and it is even harder to reach the body.

In the cold rain, all the south army of the town marched northward, and the mountains and forests of Lushan were full of Tang Military’s silhouette, densely packed, like the leaves that fell in the forest for thousands of years.

The march was very difficult, the cold weather and rain, the decaying leaves and the trampling of the mountain roads were their enemies, and many people along the way had fallen behind.

More people are still moving on, even if they are pale, tired of body and mind, still biting their teeth, head down, and crawling in the muddy mountains with the people in front.

Only by biting your teeth can you continue to support it. Only silence can save the last bit of physical strength. Only with low heads, tired people can see where the march is.

More than 100,000 Tang Military walked in the mountains, but did not make too much noise. Only the military boots slammed on the mud, and occasionally heard the sound of heavy objects falling.

This kind of silence is heart-rending, and it is where they are most afraid of the enemy.

From the generals of Tang Military, the general soldiers firmly believe that even if the West Ling Divine Palace coalition is really a rumored million army, as long as they can arrive, they will be able to stop each other.

They had to rush to the north of Qingxia, and the West Ling Divine Palace coalition forces left them with little time. They didn’t have time to sleep, they didn’t have time to eat hot meals, and they were on the road all the time.

They walked during the day and walked at night. They walked in the snow, walked in the rain, and ventured through the suffocating jungle to find shortcuts. They kept walking on the road.

However, after all, the road was too far away, and the Zhennan Army tried its best. At this time, there is still a distance from Qingxia North, and it has been a few days since the arrival date requested by the military.

It is reasonable to say that Qingxia should have fallen, and the South Army has no meaning in the past. It is dangerous. The most important thing they should do at this time is to inquire about the enemy and then withdraw from the aid.

However, the townsmen are still desperately rushing because they have not received new military orders. Their mission is still to rush to the Qingxia, to defend on the spot, because they almost blindly believe in the ability of the academy.

Because they are not reconciled.

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On the side of Lushan, it is thin and thin.

The rain was dripping underground, sprinkled on the calm wilderness, and was instantly absorbed by the soil. It was impossible to wash away the blood accumulated in these seven days, but it added a little wetness.

The ground in front of the Qingxia, because of the continuous ban on the crushing of the three peerless Heavens and Earth Primordial Qi, is relatively hard, the rain is relatively slow, and accumulates in the messy horseshoe print.

There was a booming sound from the far south of the wilderness, the earth began to vibrate, and the shallow water in the hoof began to shake.

“Southern Jin’s trebuchet was finally shipped.”

Sixth Senior Brother looks at the things that appear in the distance and feels the vibration from the soles of the feet. His body, like a cast iron, has numerous blood marks on his body, and his hammer has been cut out with deep marks.

The Fourth Senior Brother sat under the iron canopy, holding the river plate and struggling against the virtual sword left by the Monastery Lord a few days ago. Except for him, the other Academy disciple had been seriously injured.

Wang Chi has a flower inserted in the corner, and the blood is already black.

Ximen Buhuo was bloodied on the front and pale like paper.

Beigong Weiyang’s hands fell on a piano full of mottled blood, twitching like a bird’s claw.

Jun Mo changed into a new clothes, plain and bloodless, the sleeves on the left were scorning in the cold wind, and the light rain that fell in the sky, head down, very tired.

He looked at the water in his hoof print and was silent.

Before the Qingxia is full of limbs and corpses, only he is around the body is relatively empty.

After Liu Bai retired, there was a big battle before the Qingxia. When the temple coalitions watched the Academy disciple every time they saw it, there was always a sword light between the blood pools.

Ye Hongyu stood in the distance and ruled that the robe was stained with blood by blood.

Seven days later, she finally saw the dawn of victory.

The Academy is not Vast Sky after all, not omnipotent.

Jun Mo slowly rolled over and picked up the high crown that fell on the ground.

Since the fall of the battle with Liu Bai, he has been ignored, because there is no time.

The crown is stained with blood and ash.

He slowly frowned and wanted to get rid of the blood and ash.

But his right hand is crowned and he has no left hand.

Lin You walked over to him, took the crown cap, and wiped it carefully with the embroidered pad in his hand.

Jun Mo leaned forward and seemed to salute her.

Lin You has a slightly wet eyes and smiles.

This is right.