A line of mountains,

The snow melts on one side, and the mountain flowers are blooming;

On the other side, covered with ice and snow, the cold wind is fierce.

An army trudged back,

He walked in front,

Behind him,

The soldiers are tired and the wounded are full of the camp, but everyone's face, in addition to fatigue, has a strong spirit!

A round of battle has just ended,

The war situation is not very good,

Unable to fight,

I really can't fight,

Those groups who came out of the wilderness carried not only barbarism, but also the power given by barbarism.

Several times,

There have been several confrontations,

On my side, there are few wins and many defeats,

But it's not without good news,

At least,

This time,

There was no rout.

He is the one who leads the army behind the hall. Although he successfully paid a very heavy price, he finally gave a decent temporary end here.

however,

He didn't feel confused or discouraged,

One is that he doesn't pay much attention to these things,

What he cares more about is,

It is how much combat power can be added to his army before the next war.

At the same time,

He actually knows,

The serious losses caused by the previous failures did not cause great harm, but made those tribes who wanted to watch the fire from the sidelines completely unable to sit still.

Jiuli is strong,

But from below their leaders,

Are a group of unbearably proud beings,

On your own side,

ha-ha,

That,

Successive defeats are defeats,

However, after each defeat, the army and strength on this side will become stronger than the last time.

Some words, he didn't want to say, and he didn't bother to point out. There were two times before, it was clear that he would not lose, or that he would not lose so miserably, but he lost, but he lost miserably, which directly led to the destruction of several tribes that didn't deal with him.

Alas,

He stretched out his hand,

Signal the troops to stop and rest,

I found a grass and sat down,

The big head man over there in Jiuli, he has seen, a very strong existence, but he has never really had a chance to fight with the other side.

But he felt that the big man could not win.

lay the hand on the heart and examine oneself,

He is very similar to that one,

Too proud,

Proud to disdain others,

Therefore,

When playing with that person,

It must be the one who laughed last.

"Poof."

A straw came out of his mouth,

He suddenly felt so bored,

Fight as you fight, fight as you fight, and do it simply. Come and go, and kill each other heartily,

We have to do so many twists and turns,

In the end,

It's estimated that it's just hitting,

Defeat, defeat,

Instead, he lost a winning game,

What does this mean?

In the distance,

On the hillside,

A girl with delicate beads on her ankles ran happily,

In her eyes,

Only the general who sat in the front seemed to be meditating.

His armor,

Is so dazzling,

It takes great courage to wear dazzling armor on the battlefield.

She picked the flowers and plants around her and held them together. The flowers and plants condensed into a green bird hovering around her.

She took out a pot of milk wine from her waist, which was the milk milk given to her mother by the Beiyuan tribe. It was extremely precious.

She put the silver pot with milk on Qingniao's body. At the same time, she cut off a strand of her hair with a dagger and tied it to Qingniao's tail.

"Go, go quickly, tell him, it's from me."

The girl waved to the bluebird,

The bluebird flew up,

Fly over there.

Next, she seemed to be a little shy, and didn't dare to see the next scene when the other party received a message from her Qingsi and Qingniao. She turned around and ran back directly.

She felt that she had been very straightforward and bold. Even those girls in the tribe would not be so bold to express their feelings directly.

What's more?

She is also a noble princess in the tribe.

But she really couldn't help it. Every time her father met him, she would secretly look at him, look at him, look at him, look at him

She remembered that at the beginning, he was just a lonely boy in the border of the tribe. As a result, he came to this day step by step and became a general of the unified army.

Which girl is not in spring?

Which woman doesn't love heroes?

Some things are so unclear and unclear,

Come so suddenly,

People are caught off guard,

Directly into his heart.

The bluebird leaped over the mountains and came to the top of the rest army. Just as it found the target below and was about to fly down,

A low cry came:

"Over the clouds."

Five strong iron chains burst in an instant,

Lock the bluebird directly,

then,

"Bang"

A crisp sound,

The bluebird that hasn't finished the task explodes directly in the sky,

It turned into a piece of grass and fell down.

Standing in front of the army,

His eyes sank slightly,

He shouted directly to the circle of soldiers around him:

"When you return, you can directly start an investigation to see who dares to disregard the prohibitions and secretly release puppets around the tribe!

It's really presumptuous,

I'm afraid that the spy information of Jiuli can't be passed on! "

At this time, a wisp of green silk fell and floated under his feet. It was picked up by a deputy general around him. The deputy general opened his mouth and said:

"The green silk will never die. This... This... This is the blood of the emperor."

Then,

The deputy general looked at the green silk again,

He said to him with some difficulty:

"Maybe it's a Diji."

He waved in disdain,

Flapping this wisp of cyan,

No tunnel:

"Diji, how many."

Immediately,

He pointed to the soldiers around him and shouted:

"When the Jiuli clan is destroyed,

After the war,

Wait,

All can be shangdiji! "

…………

In the dark night, a huge bonfire was burning hot light.

A mountain, dug from the middle, is filled with flames, with valleys and gullies as the brazier, and the sun, moon and stars as the guide;

This fire,

Burning for tens of miles, like day,

In fact,

It ignited,

Not just tonight,

But it shines until forever forever.

Downhill, hillside,

There were a group of people standing closely,

Everyone is cheering,

Everyone is jumping,

Everyone is celebrating,

The protracted war is over, China is settled, and heaven and earth are established!

In the middle of the mountain, there is a black altar with a ferocious head on it.

With round eyes,

With reluctance,

With anger,

He kept his eyes open,

Look at all the noise in front of you.

Even if we have won, even if we have succeeded,

But there were countless people and Demons present, and not many dared to look directly at the head in the fire.

That head, symbolizing the real shadow, represents the palpitating terror.

This is a worthy opponent,

It is also a formidable opponent,

Even if he loses, even if he loses, even if he dies,

But in order not to revive him,

It still needs a long time to decorate.

Across the valley,

There is a man sitting on the rock,

Right hand side,

There is his armor,

A set of scarred armor,

I don't know how many terrible marks remain on it,

On the left,

A dozen jars of wine.

To be exact, it's fruit wine.

He drank and looked at the head in the fire,

Recalling that war,

The picture of cutting off his head with one knife,

With the head and wine,

Comfortable, comfortable and enjoyable.

He disdained to hide his attitude towards the victory of the war, and would not pretend to have any respect for the leader of Jiuli.

I will not personally face the remaining prisoners of Jiuli and make a generous attitude of letting bygones be bygones.

The one who likes it,

Then let that one do it,

He didn't bother to think about it,

I even feel some regret,

I'm sorry if I cut off his head too early,

He's dead,

He's over,

So,

I will continue to stay in this world,

In the following years,

How lonely it should be.

A mouthful of wine into the throat, the concentration of fruit wine is not high, after adding the blood of the war dead demon God, it can also be fishy and spicy into the throat!

It's just a pity,

The war is over,

How can we find reasons to hunt demon gods and make wine with their blood?

Some people climb up the stairs and wear casual clothes.

He sensed someone coming,

But he still ignored it.

day,

Thousands of people, gods, demons, kowtow to him,

Only he didn't move,

He didn't feel abrupt or special,

In the daytime scene,

He even felt a little funny.

People kneeling at the bottom,

How many people are really kneeling?

most important of all,

He saw the presence standing in the center,

At that time,

Deep in each other's eyes,

There was a strange look in the past.

Are changing,

Will also change,

If it is thick, it will fade,

Interesting, will become boring;

Raise your head,

Another mouthful of liquor,

His eyes were a little blurred,

Looking at the head in front of the mountain fire,

Smashed a wine jar,

The wine flowed out,

Please take one.

In the fire, the lip corner of the head moved slightly.

Around the mountain, the people in white among the altars were shocked and began to reinforce and check the seal array again.

At the same time, a roar came,

Who is it,

The ghost of Chiyou is being stirred again!

"Drinking alone?"

The familiar voice came from behind,

With some vicissitudes.

Someone sat down beside him,

Wearing coarse linen clothes,

But at this time,

But it seems a little deliberate.

He remembered that a long time ago, a silkworm mother gave him a fine silk dress, which he wore happily and walked back and forth in the tribe, showing off deliberately.

During the day,

The Western demon God sent a golden armor,

This one knows how to put it down,

Specially changed clothes and came to him.

He continued to drink, ignoring the people around him.

The visitors also picked up the wine jar and drank together.

They sat close together,

It's white after drinking Oriental wine.

Drink up the wine,

The visitor said:

"Take charge of the northern army alone, monitor the gods of the heavens, and then Shang Diji!"

Give military power,

Give responsibility,

Give it to the princess again,

What should be given,

Here you are,

Only for you in the future,

Kneel at my feet!

If you want power, you can have it!

If you want glory, you can have it!

If you want dignity, you can have it!

You can have it!

He just shook his head,

Smiled,

In laughter,

With that harsh meaning,

It was like the feeling when he was alone in the crowd during the day.

He patted his trouser legs,

stand up,

Waved his hand indifferently,

Avenue:

"Yes............ no............ up............."