Single Man Guarding a Lonely City, Invincible in the World

In the gorgeous attic, there is a five-hundred-year-old locust tree by the stream, with dense branches, and a middle-aged man stands quietly under the tree.

Returning to the sanctioning officer, the persuasion to surrender is fruitless. Tuoba Weiyang respectfully said.

The man is stalwart and cold, with thick eyebrows and broad forehead, and three long beards hanging down to his chest.

In an area of ​​7,000 miles, he has the absolute rule of life and death.

Just like the current royal county lord, the so-called Tianhuang nobles, have to bow their heads in this field.

You know I don't like listening to this. Zhe Lansu frowned deeply.

I almost died in Qiuci City, this person is shameless, and he wants to see the King of Hell.

Tuoba Weiyang's face was cold and his anger could not be suppressed.

A woman's most powerful weapon is between her legs, have you tried your best? Zhelansu was expressionless, with mixed emotions.

Sanctions... Tuoba Weiyang almost turned his face, forcibly suppressed all kinds of humiliation, and said word by word:

Qi, Your Highness, refused to marry me, and almost cut my head off with a sword!

Zhe Lansu retracted his gaze, quietly stared into the distance, and muttered:

Women, wealth and power don't want, and it's more decisive not to do things for fame and fortune.

He is sorry.

To use the Central Plains dialect to describe it is difficult to calm down.

What an amazing and brilliant Puyu, if he is loyal to him, then he will have another trump card in the battle for power and profit in the future.

The empire is blessed by heaven, and its territory expands infinitely. No matter where they are located, the sanctions officials are crazy to recruit talents. The stage of troubled times will only be a contest between talents.

The mediocre are only worthy of obedience!

After a long silence, Zhelan sighed and said:

Since he wants to be the last splendor in the setting sun of the last days, he will be fulfilled.

Kill it, kill it, and stay in Qiuci City, I will lose this old face!

The previous sanctions officer blocked the news. When he took office, he continued the old policy. To this day, the center of the empire still thought that the entire Western Regions was a vast territory.

If he was known by the goddess, he would not be able to eat and walk around, and he would have no face in the temple.

How many troops? Tuoba Weiyang asked.

Zhe Lansu stared at her for a long time, then suddenly punched the thick locust tree, swearing:

Disgusting, disgusting, so fucking disgusting!

Tuoba Weiyang didn't care, she was used to the sanctioning officer's style, and of course the disgusting thing was Qiuci City!

The city of Gain loses its strategic significance to the empire. If it is broken, it can take over the Western Regions, and there will be 500,000 soldiers on that day.

The key Western Regions are all the territory of the empire, and there is only one lonely dead city left.

Too many troops is a waste. Every soldier and every soldier needs to consume food and army salaries, and every time they are mobilized, they have to squander their wealth.

The reward is far greater than the effort!

But if you don't care about it, one day the center will send people to inspect, and the consequences of exposure will range from being punished to being removed from the official hat.

Zhe Lansu narrowed his long and narrow eyes, exuding the majesty of a superior, and said loudly:

Dignity is already involved in this city. It is not only the dignity of the Chinese nation that Gu Changan upholds, but also the dignity that our empire cannot tolerate.

Three thousand soldiers, start today!

Follow your orders! The iron-armored servant in the distance shouted.

Absolute advantage... Tuoba Weiyang raised his snow-white face and said silently.

Your Highness, I would like to go with the army. She seemed impatient.

Zhe Lansu said um and didn't refute. The county owner is not a princess. If the county owner encounters an accident, he will die if he dies.

I want to see if Gu Changan's head will be lowered when he dies, and whether he will wag his tail and beg for mercy.

Tuoba Weiyang's tone had hidden hatred, and she must have witnessed it with her own eyes.

Zhelansu glanced at her, women in the world hold grudges like this, the county master may not hold grudges because he almost died, but Gu Changan refused to take the initiative to marry, right?

He waved his hand and said:

Bring a coffin made of nanmu in Shuzhong,

He was born in Qiuci and died in Qiuci. He never set foot in the Eastern Land in his life. After his death, he let him feel the breath of Eastern Land.

What? Tuoba Weiyang screamed, unable to accept such a lofty courtesy to the enemy.

What kind of person do you think Gu Changan is? Zhelansu asked back.

Pretending to be lofty, superficial and ignorant! Tuoba Weiyang said decisively.

Zhe Lansu sneered and said in a deep voice:

He was elegant, noble and independent, and demeaning the character of the enemy does not make us greater.

Gu Changan is destined to be unknown, but he deserves the highest respect. The man died defending the territory, and he can walk sideways in the Palace of Hell!

Yes... Tuoba Weiyang bowed his head, unwilling.

Buried him and the coffin under the city of Qiuci. Zhe Lansu instructed and left with his hands behind.

In addition, he had to increase the efforts to block the news. The story of Anxi Army must not be spread to the Eastern Central Plains, and Gu Changan's lonely and brave deeds must not be exposed.

Once Shenzhou knows that an army has been standing in the Western Regions for 60 years, and a 20-year-old man is guarding the city alone, what kind of turbulence will it cause.

At that time, the decadent and disintegrating Central Plains Festival, I am afraid that it will usher in an awakening and outbreak.

...

In the lonely city head, there is always a figure standing, occasionally in the watchtower, occasionally leaning on the railing in the tower, watching the sunset thousands of times.

But today the city wall is nowhere to be seen.

In most households in the city, women and children, the sick and disabled, stood in front of the door one after another, each with a mourning expression and intermittent crying.

Mrs. Guo can't do it anymore.

Perhaps after seeing the map, the collapsed status quo of the Tang Dynasty completely disintegrated her will and destroyed her mental state.

At the end of my life, I am the only one in the Anxi Army.

There was a brisk voice in the room, perhaps a flashback, and the old woman's voice was no longer hoarse.

Sixty years ago, she came to station in the Western Regions with her husband, bid farewell to the tender Jiangnan, and came to the quiet city of Qiuci.

These sixty years have been really hard.

But when she was dying, she could not feel even the slightest regret.

Chang'an, you are suffering. The wrinkled woman tightly clutched the young man's arm and repeated, Qiuci City counts you the worst.

It's not bitter. Gu Changan gently tapped her arm with his other hand.

If you were born in the Central Plains, you should have been an exiled son with fluttering long sleeves, a sweetheart whom a girl in a boudoir loves...

Grandma, stop talking about this. Gu Changan squeezed out a smile and interrupted her babbling.

Let's go, even if you leave and come back, you won't be able to rest in your eyes. The old woman stared at him tightly, and was kidnapped with her dying wish.

Gu Changan was silent, facing this topic as firm as ever, but this time his tone was very soft.

Unless I die, even if I lose this city for a moment, I will be ashamed of more than 20,000 Anxi Heroic Spirits and my own conscience and belief.

Besides, I have lived here since I was a child, and I don't want to adapt to the outside world.

The old woman's vision gradually dimmed, and she smiled relievedly, squirming her pale lips with difficulty, and said softly:

Grandma will bless you in the sky. You will always be the pride of the Anxi Army. You...you...you hold up the backbone of the nation.

Suddenly, she looked directly at the faces outside, and shouted with the last of her strength:

The sun, moon, mountains and rivers are still there, and the lonely city is still there, don't cry, everyone walks slowly.

His arms drooped quietly, and his breath gradually disappeared.

Gu Changan's body stiffened, he helped her close her eyes gently, and then walked out of the room silently.

There was a lot of crying outside the door, and women, children and children poured in one after another, lying in front of the bed crying and mourning, tears rolling down uncontrollably.

For 60 years, Mrs. Guo has been the monument that Anxi has adhered to. Her death in the world seems to have cut off the spirit of Anxi's army.

Gu Changan stopped abruptly, turned to look at Wu Yangyang's relatives, as if talking to himself and swearing loudly:

The lonely city is still there, I'm still here, and Kou can't go.

After speaking, he took his steady steps as always, and headed towards the city head.

The most swift and violent attack of the enemy may be not far away, he has no time to grieve, or grief will only be left in a corner with no one.

He has witnessed too many deaths. He was still in an infancy at the age of one, and because he could easily understand the meaning of death through his journey, for twenty years, countless acquaintances left him with smiling faces.

A heart numb and firm.

This is also the reason why he vowed to defend this lonely city and would never retreat until the last drop of blood was shed.