Single Man Guarding a Lonely City, Invincible in the World

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Chang'an City.

The teahouse was crowded with people, and the eyes of the people were so enthusiastic and earnest.

The storyteller slapped the table with awake wood and spoke eloquently:

An inch of mountains and rivers is an inch of blood, millions of youth and millions of troops!

In the battle of the Western Regions, Yumenguan's thousands of miles of territory have returned to the embrace of the Central Plains, and listen to the roar of dragons and tigers, and strengthen China!

it is good!

The spectators of the teahouse were hoarse. Although the news of the good news spread all over the seven countries, no matter their ears were cocooned, they were all as excited and shocked as the first time.

After thousands of years, the Chinese nation has never encountered such a powerful barbarian. The Central Plains suffered repeated defeats, until the people lost their confidence, and even thought that it was sooner or later that the country would be destroyed.

But this time, the Central Plains won in an upright manner!

The heroes and martyrs are buried in the sand sea, and the loyal souls are left in the annals of history. The blood and bones of the dead will be cast into a monument of a flag, which will forever stand on the land of China!

After this battle, we will no longer endure the barbarian invasion, and even if the blood bleeds into the river, we will not humiliate the dignity of the nation!

Recapture the Western Regions, the Central Plains rise, if it is necessary to recruit troops, I will not turn back!

Many literati and rangers were excited, pushing the atmosphere of the teahouse to a climax.

But many spectators noticed the storyteller's lost demeanor. This fellow has always relied on eloquence to eat, an unprecedented victory, how could it not be enjoyable enough to hear?

Gu Yingying must be the pivotal figure who turned the tide in this battle, right?

A cultivator with a sword basket on his back asked anxiously.

The audience held their eyes and held their breaths.

The storyteller moved his lips, and after a long silence, he said in a deep voice:

We are now drinking and eating meat comfortably, shouting and selling on the street, singing and dancing in Goulan, and the family is happy.

Remember, where did all this come from!

The storyteller became more and more excited, and his voice became louder and louder. He suddenly turned his back and looked out the window. When he faced the audience, he said a word hoarsely:

He died.

The building was dead silent, not a single sound was heard.

impossible!

The literati stood up suddenly, his face flushed:

Gu Yingying single-handedly slaughtered thousands of armies, and he is the best in the world. With millions of reinforcements, he is even more invincible. Barbarian dogs are like ants to him!

Could it be that some high-ranking people are worried that their merits will overshadow their masters and deliberately conceal Gu Yingying's military exploits?

Despicable and narrow-minded!

In an era that determines the survival of a nation, how can we engage in power struggle again?

He was extremely angry, and his voice was as sharp as a sharp weapon.

Facing a haggard and restless face, the storyteller struggled to wriggle his throat:

Are the barbarians of Heavenly Daoju really so vulnerable?

In a word, countless spectators lost their voices.

Yes, the victory of the war was too smooth, like a fantastic news.

Before that, a savage dog could stand up to four soldiers in the Central Plains, but the war in the Western Regions turned bizarrely, and one soldier slaughtered three savage dogs!

It is equivalent to a sudden surge of twelve times the combat power.

The Central Plains Allied Forces sent someone to steal the Gucheng flag. Chang'an was already insane. The sixty-fourth year flag was suddenly lost. He...

The storyteller choked, closed his eyes and sighed:

In the rear of the barbarian army, he slaughtered 52,000 barbarian dogs by himself, killing the sky and the earth to change color, killing the barbarians with fear and cowardice, changing the offensive and defensive situation in one fell swoop, and the Central Plains Allied Forces took the opportunity to recover Yumen Pass.

How can there be reinforcements, Chang'an has been alone from beginning to end, exhausted, and collapsed in the yellow sand.

The Central Plains only brought back seven taels of flesh and blood, just seven taels!

Before he died, he never enjoyed the slightest glory, and he never came to Chang'an City.

The storyteller burst into tears.

The teahouse was as quiet as a boundless purgatory, and the spectators' eyes were dull, making it difficult to accept this bad news in a short period of time.

The giant fell like this, and the spiritual lamp went out.

Without Gu Chang'an, there are ten families involved in the war without Jiulang. Without him, the Central Plains nation would not have been able to win in the face of difficulties and dangers!

His illustrious achievements are indelible, and his glory is unprecedented!

The storyteller drank with tears in his eyes, but the tea guests were engulfed in grief

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To extricate themselves.

Live up to you in life, sing greatness after death, has a hero always been like this?

The superior is too shameless! The swordsman clenched his fists and roared filially.

The same eucalyptus tea guest wept heartily and retorted in a low voice:

You didn't even go to the battlefield, how dare you insult the coalition forces who see death as their home?

The swordsman was dumbfounded, unable to lower his arms.

Yes, does he have the face to scold Million Heroes?

If you make this decision, you will definitely be infatuated with infamy, but everything is for the sake of the common people. If you really want to be shameless, why would you go to the battlefield to throw your head and blood on the battlefield? If you really want to be greedy for life and fear death, how can you go to the country together?

No one is wrong...

The peasant man who was leaning against the door wiped the corners of his eyes, this is a very simple reason.

No one is wrong.

A simple sentence, but it is extremely cruel at this moment.

But why?

Why should Gu Changan bear it alone?

Even the most vicious people can't say the words sacrifice is worth it.

The mourning atmosphere continued for a long time, until there was a commotion from the street.

Snow in May.

The sparse snowflakes flew all over the city of Chang'an, and everyone stopped to look.

The storyteller walked to the window and stared blankly at the wonders of the world. Could it be that the sky also felt that Gu Yingying's death was not worth it?

Those who work for the Central Plains will eventually freeze to death in the wind and snow.

With his hands in his sleeves, he stared at the falling snow on the people's heads, and suddenly remembered the poem by Bai Juyi.

Jun buried the mud under the spring to break the bones, and I sent the world full of snow.

...

The heavy snow of goose feathers blew the vision into a vast expanse, except for the wind whistling, the heaven and the earth froze all sounds.

Moonlight stood quietly, feeling like snow, and suddenly felt so cold.

That erratic soul shadow shattered his 70-year-old mood without waves!

ghost.

Gu Changan!

The hoarse voice drifted far away along the wind and snow.

I am still here.

The city head responded with a clean voice.

The soul has no physical body, but can vaguely see the attire of white hair and white robes, but it is only floating, just like a gust of wind.

Gu Changan looked down at the disappearing abyss outside the city, and smiled:

I was a lunatic in life, but miraculously recovered after death. It's not bad to be a ghost, at least my soul is clean.

The old man with the red face of the green boy finally recovered from the horror, and said solemnly:

Then kill you again!

After speaking, he flew on the snow, swept a hundred feet, and a majestic qi flowed out of his palm, his body slid against the wall, and his five fingers grabbed his soul body.

呲——

Like ripples on the surface of the water, the soul body shattered into thousands of black mists, and it was instantly converging.

Broken mirror.

Gu Changan remained motionless.

Yuezhiguang's face was gloomy, co-authoring himself to save a lunatic indirectly?

How to kill?

Killed 10,000 times, the soul still condenses.

What's the problem? He was stern, his hands tearing outwards.

The sky is rumbling, and the gate of heaven is full of brilliance.

The beam of light spewed upward like a spring pillar, and then fell heavily into the palm of the old man's palm, evolving into a three-inch snake, wrapping around and spitting out a letter to the ghost.

Gu Changan was indifferent, letting the light snake devour his soul, and in the blink of an eye, the black mist gathered again.

He sneered:

Can the world of heaven still control the ghosts of the underworld? Why should I fear the sky!

Moonlight staggered back a few steps, staggered back in the snow, huge doubts lingered in his mind, and today completely subverted his cognition.

He turned around abruptly, roaring filial piety:

why?

Things in the world that are beyond your control will bring fear.

Why can a ghost be turned into a ghost? Why can't even the power of heaven be destroyed?

I'm a monster, I've always been. Gu Changan murmured softly, he wanted to say that life was cruel to him, whether it was in the form of a human or a ghost, but it might be hypocritical to say it.

There is fire in the body at birth. In killing enemies again and again, the fire shifts from the heart to the shoulders, and gradually transfers to the tips of the arms, elbows, palms, and fingers.

until Tu Tu

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After killing more than 50,000 barbarians, the fire has been deposited in consciousness, and it is precisely because of consciousness that the soul can survive in the world.

The sooner he died, the sooner he would be freed.

Now that I wake up, it is easy to know that I have been deceived by the Central Plains United.

It will actually be sad.

As a ghost, you have to guard the territory. If Zhongyuan saw this scene, he would feel guilty enough to commit suicide on the spot.

Moonlight dispelled the anger and said calmly.

He tried his best.

He is also the only existence in the empire who has killed Gu Changan.

But after death, it is not his responsibility to turn ghosts into towns and rivers.

Who let me be born in Qiuci City, who made me swear by the church to coexist with the lonely city since I was a child, who made me flow the blood of the Chinese nation...

It seems that he has a lot of things to say when he wakes up. Even if he faces the enemy, he doesn't care. Gu Changan rambles:

If I was born in the Central Plains at sunrise and at sunset, I would probably be able to live the life I dreamed of, marry a not-so-beautiful daughter-in-law, have a daughter-in-law, and live a peaceful and happy life, and with my body, I can still be free from disease and disease. disaster.

Unfortunately, I have been given responsibility in the dark, and living is a process of enduring hardships every day.

Yuezhiguang's face was expressionless, and suddenly the corners of his mouth were twitched, a smile that was not a smile:

Can't you let go?

If you change to this old man, you would have wiped the Central Plains with a sword and blood, what kind of thing!

Since no one cares about your feelings, why not surrender to the abyss of the empire, you are welcome on the top floor of the castle.

Gu Changan floated a few feet at the top of the city, getting used to the current state of his body, and gradually he didn't feel awkward, and said sternly:

The barbarians have not been expelled, the nation has not been revived, and I will die when I see the prosperous age coming.

The old man Lutong had long expected to walk away in the wind and snow, but he just took a few more glances as he passed the snow-covered flags.

The flag that never falls, the monster that never falls.

He originally had the idea of ​​eradicating the lonely city, but he thought about it carefully.

On the one hand, making and killing evil will affect the mind of the Tao, and on the other hand, he is also afraid of ghosts.

Immediately go back to the abyss to discuss countermeasures. Moonlight muttered to himself, rose in the air, and disappeared into the vast snow in an instant.

...

The wind and snow gradually subsided, but the lonely city was still covered with swan feathers of heavy snow in a radius of twenty miles. After years of staring at the yellow sand rolling sky, it suddenly disappeared, and Gu Changan was a little uncomfortable.

Chang'an...Chang'an... Qin carpenter led Xiao Luoyang to the top of the city.

How can a living person become like this!

Don't come here to get yin qi. Gu Changan tried to move the ghost shadow and hide behind the stacking wall.

Chang'an! Qin Carpenter cried out, with tears in his eyes. He stumbled over and tried to hug the child, but he was empty. Not only did he have no body, but he didn't even have the temperature.

When the Central Plains Allied Forces come, you can go back with the ashes of your grandfathers.

I won't leave, for fear of scaring the people.

Born in an isolated city, died in an isolated city, and guarded the isolated city as a ghost, that's fine.

Don't come near me anymore, Yin Qi will kill you.

Gu Changan said and stood up, subconsciously wanting to pat the dust on his buttocks, but he smiled helplessly, shaking his body slightly and drifting into the distance.

Young and old who have not cultivated will definitely not be able to bear the yin qi invading the body.

God thief! Xiao Luoyang raised his head and scolded, with tears streaming down his face, he cried out:

Why torture Brother Chang'an!

...

The official residence of the sanctioner in the seven thousand miles of the Western Regions.

The abyss messenger stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sand and gravel blowing in the wind outside the window, pretending to say with emotion:

The world without him, Gu Changan, is very boring.

The judges and the ministers were silent, and the haze that shrouded the empire was dispelled.

Has retreated to the official residence of the sanctioner, and has since fallen to the Yumenguan 5,000-mile territory!

The new king Tuo pulls the world, ordering the elites to fight and retreat.

The messenger spoke lightly.

Carl and Beth looked at each other, and both could sense the shock in each other's eyes

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To expand the world?

The first born dragon horn, a thirty-year-old martial arts saint, and an apprentice of the old monsters on the top floor of the castle.

Let her take the imperial throne?

It is no wonder that the top of the abyss half-opened the gate of heaven is willing to step into the turbid world.

Withdraw the army? Carl said with a pale face and trembling.

The ministers also shuddered.

Killing the lunatic has already satisfied the Abyss Castle. As for the already defeated battle, don't plan to save it?

Then, will their group of central officials involved in the war also become scapegoats for lost territories?

The messenger looked around the crowd and gave a reassurance:

Don't worry, everyone, the crime of defeat has already been borne by the late emperor Tuoba Li.

There are only 150,000 elites in the Western Regions. The losing streak has destroyed their fighting spirit, and the news of the madman's death will hardly restore their confidence.

Xinjun bluntly said that the empire can accept shame, and it will be shameful in the future.

Carl breathed a sigh of relief and wished he had saved his life, but it sounded ridiculous to listen to.

Of course she can accept it, what is the impact on her that everything is blamed on the late emperor?

Emperor, if the troops are withdrawn, the Central Plains will retake the Western Regions... Female judge Beth was worried.

The childish look of the messenger instantly cooled down, and the tone was strong:

Recovering the Western Regions, Han slaves are also worthy?

It's enough to let them go and show off their might, but they dare to occupy it? A sick tiger on the verge of death has no ability to swallow an elephant!

All the ministers nodded.

The real loss of the empire was in the city of Qiuci, and it was thrown into the hands of a lunatic, because he was able to defend the twenty miles of territory he had!

He planted the flag twenty miles outside the city, and the empire attacked again and again, but couldn't get it back.

And the Central Plains Han slaves get the Western Regions, can they hold it?

joke!

Can't hold on to what territory?

It is nothing more than a process of expanding territory to the point of being humiliated.

In the final analysis, it was the lunatic who slaughtered more than 50,000 elites and the Yumen Pass that suffered a heavy blow to the empire, and the winner was already decided at that time.

There are still the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled in the lonely city, right? Send a few people to eradicate them, and raze the city walls and destroy the tombs. Don't the Han slaves in the Central Plains want to go on a pilgrimage? Go see the ruins!

The messenger's eyes were vicious and his tone was as sharp as a knife.

The biggest humiliation since the founding of the country was given to one person and one city. Although the first evil has been executed, the traces of humiliation have been imprinted in the history books of the empire and are difficult to erase.

Follow your orders! Karl hurriedly took orders, wishing he could grow wings now and go to the lonely city to make up for his crimes.

This city used to be a nightmare, but now it's a mouthful of fat. At least for the rest of my life, I can brag about it. I eradicated the 64-year-old city of Qiuci!

Beth's expression stiffened, and she glanced at him mournfully.

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PS: The state is not good, the remaining words will be filled at night.

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