Chapter 301： Elegy of the Empire

"boom."

Another wall collapsed, and the volunteers flocked in, not to mention the Dongcheng Gate. Even the North Gate in front of them was in jeopardy. Qu Chu and Qin Lei together protected Qin Yin from the Zetian Hall. Lan Yancheng lost. It is fixed that the Daqin Empire has lasted for more than 7,000 years, and finally on this day, the gas of this ancient empire has come to an end.

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The drums roared, and the banned army with blood on their faces slammed the drums on the wall, struggling to smash the drums and cheering for the flying battalion that rushed out of the city.

Chu Huaiyu’s armor was stained with blood and his face was tired. At this time, the light of the morning sun fell on his face, especially handsome, with his hand on the hilt, Chu Huai’s walking in the air. At the forefront of the camp, the eyebrows are proud of each other, looking far away from the volunteers who are in the outer city of Lanyan City.

The predecessor of this righteous soldier was the private army of Zhennan Wang Qinyi, from the seven famous cities of the Empire, and the elite army of Bailing City. At this time, there were still 150,000 people left, and it was because of the existence of this army. It led to the defeat of Lanyan City.

Feiqiying, one of the only remaining imperial corps, there are still more than 5,000 people left at this time, and the former commander of this flying battalion is Long Qianlin. At this time, Long Qianlin became the commander of this brave soldier. History Repeated again and again, like a reincarnation.

Long Qianlin knew that the battle of the battle, only sent a third of the troops, 50,000 people arrayed on the plains, all the guns and soldiers, stacked in layers of seven round battle array, mutual The archer and the spear pierce the shield gap. This is a tactic created specifically to deal with the cavalry.

In the crowd, Long Qianlin came out with a little flying color on his face, holding a fist: "Chu Huai's commander, you are one of the four geese of Lan Yan, and also the brother of Lin Muyu, Qianlin is polite here, if Chu Tong is willing to return, with your ability, the Royal King of Zhennan will at least give you a Burhou Dangdang, why bother to sell for the ruthless empire."

Chu Huaiqi slowly pulled out the sword, faintly said: "The lord of the king, the sorrow of the lord, Qin Xi gave me Chu Huai rong, today, Chu Huai 渑 will use life to protect his daughter And to protect the five million people in Lanyan City behind them."

"Humph."

Long Qianlin sneered: "Come on."

Chu Huaiyu turned around and looked at the flying camp behind him. He said: "I know that you were once the army of the Valley City and the army of Long Qianlin, but today, you are an Imperial soldier The duty of the soldiers, in order to be behind the five million people in Lanyan City, kill me with me, even if our bones are buried in the ground, the soil under the feet will remember us, this long river will remember us, kill. ”

The iron riders of the Feiqi camp raised their swords, and their faces were full of hatred and anger. The hooves slowly and fiercely, and the five thousand iron rides were like a sharp-edged impact on the shield, and the blood was blurred. It became a piece.

Dawn reflected some blood on Chu Huai's face, but the cloak behind him flew up, as if flying higher, like his dream.

"Ayao..."

Chu Huaiyu’s long sword shredded the name of a famous soldier’s neck and smiled: “I am not a competent brother, but I am a competent Imperial soldier, proud of my brother...”

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Outside the main battlefield, a group of volunteers have already entered the city from the East Gate and the North Gate. According to the orders of Lingnan Marshal Ji Yao, the Tucheng, these volunteers will kill after they enter the city, and they will swallow as if they were beasts. In the life of Lanyan City, at this time, among the busy people who fled, they only saw a girl with a harp and a maid, and several guards wearing military uniforms in the Shenwei camp, running in the crowd. Go straight to the north wall.

Zhang Yan carried a long knife and directed the horse to retreat in the crowd, his eyes swept away, and hurriedly flew past, respectfully said: "Miss Xiaoxiang, the city gate and being broken, what are you doing here, hurry up Let’s go out with the people in exile, there is only hope.”

Xiaoxiang embraced the harp, but smiled and shook his head. He said: "General Zhang Jun, let's go, I will go through the last section with him on this broken city."

Zhang was trembled, his eyes were red, and he held his fist: "The empire is sorry for you, and I am sorry for him."

Xiaoxiang smiled: "Thank you for your understanding. Go ahead and save more people."

"Yes."

When Zhang Xiaoze went to the horse, Xiaoxiang took the harp and stepped on the stone steps full of blood. He stepped on the broken wall, and slowly lowered the harp on the broken wall. On the wall of blood and water, watching the flying camp and the volunteers who are killing in the distant land, she knows that the beloved is doing their duty in the crowd.

"Xiaoyu, I ignite the unicorn fragrance for me, and then you can escape." Xiaoxiang muttered.

The maid screamed, tears burst out: "Miss, Miss, Xiaoyu does not leave, Xiaoyu wants to die with you."

"Do not."

Xiaoxiang turned to look at her, his face was full of softness, said: "You are still young, you have not met someone who deserves your love, your life is still very long, and I... my loved one is there. My love will go away with him, Chu Huaiyu will die, what is the meaning of Xiaoxiang living, isn't it?"

Xiaoyu cried with pears and rain: "Miss, Miss..."

"Spell it, then leave, obey."

"Yes, miss..."

Xiaoyu ignited a scented incense burner. The purple incense was very strange. It was lingering in the Xiaoxiang body week, and Xiaoyu was crying even more fiercely: "Miss, I..."

Xiaoxiang gently tightened the strings, finishing one root, bowing his head, tears falling on the piano, and crying, saying: "Life must be together, death must be together, Xiaoxiang If you are born with love, you will die without regrets."

Xiaoyu cried and stepped back a few steps. He said: "If there is an afterlife, I hope that Miss and the Chu Tong collars will live with each other forever, and no longer suffer from the separation of these heavens and the earth. Xiaoyu has gone."

Speaking, Xiaoyu jumped and slammed into the city full of rocks, silently.

A few guards look at me, I look at you, and they are rushing back.

Xiaoxiang endured tears, and looked at the crowds killed by the city. She saw Chu Huai's voice and saw the star-shaped stars that burst out in the crowd.

The sharp sword is also continually in love.

The sound of the piano is full of the sound of Xiao Xiao, this is the first time that Xiaoxiang sang this song "General". The sound of the piano is decisive and decisive, and the sound of Jin Ge iron horse is hidden, as if it is reflected with the smashing of the city.

In the battle, Chu Huaiyu was covered with scars, and even the horses under his arm were shot full of wounds by the arrows, but the horses were running, and Chu Huaiqi also raised the sword again and again, and the sword was thrown into the brave In the body of the soldier, it seems to be like a fate. The battle between Chu Huaiyu and Long Qianlin is fate, and a love with Xiaoxiang is also a fate.

The temperament on the fingertips trembled constantly. Xiaoxiang looked at the deep loved one, his face became paler and paler, and a blood spilled from her nostrils and corners of his mouth. The sound of the piano seemed to be weakened by the passing of life. I opened my eyes hard and wanted to see Chu Huai, but the line of sight became more and more blurred.

"what……"

In the crowd, Chu Huai roared, like the sorrow of the dying beast, there are not a few flying camp soldiers around, the flying camp has become history, just like Chu Huai.

"Hey."

The temperament of the temperament skyrocketed, and Chu Huai’s picking star broke out again, bombing a group of volunteers into a pile of flesh and blood, but at the same time, a sharp arrow slammed into his chest, Chu With a mourning, she grabbed the reins tightly, but the scarred horse also came to the end of her life and slowly fell down.

Chu Huaiyu struggled to grab the long sword and looked at the direction of the city wall. He saw a familiar figure slowly lie on the Yaoqin.

"Oh ah..."

Blood and water fell down the forehead and flowed into the eyes. The brave and invincible imperial leader screamed, tears mixed with blood and water. When I wanted to see it, I couldn’t see anything anymore. I could only swing the sword in the crowd. cut.

"Puff puff……"

A spear pierced the body of Chu Huaiyu. He didn't seem to feel any pain. The crazy long sword waved out and brought a whole piece of human head. He straightened a group of volunteers to retreat. No one is going back. I dare to go forward again. This talented scholar is the commander of one of the four geese of Lanyan. It is like a wild beast.

The volunteers will circle Chu Huaiyu into a circle, but no one dares to kill.

Chu Huaiyu’s body was touched by a spear, and he was lying there, tears and blood splashed in the loess. Suddenly, he explored his hand and took out a blood-stained ball with the last strength of his life. The sound of the mouth is like a mosquito, saying: "Ayao, brother... my brother is gone..."

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In addition to the battle, Long Qianlin rides on the war horse, his body trembles slightly, bowing his head in the direction of Chu Huaiyu to a standard imperial military ritual, saying: "No one is allowed to move the body of Chu Huai, understand Yet."

"Yes, the general..." A group of warriors will hold their fists.

At this moment, suddenly a commander rushed in, loudly: "The general, the big thing is not good, Lin Muyu led the gentian camp has been killed, up to five minutes to reach the battlefield."

"He is finally here..."

Long Qianlin raised his hand slightly and said: "Two thousand people blocked the north gate of Lanyan City. The remaining 100,000 people let Lin Muyu and the gentian camp come in and surround them. This is a annihilation battle."

A warrior will ask: "The general, you want to kill Lin Muyu."

Long Qianlin blinked and said: "If you kill a brother, and he has the ability to kill you, will you leave him a life?"

"The subordinates understand."

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The crowd of volunteers slowly dispersed, and the gentian camp rushed in.

Lin Muyu rode on the Jedi, did not go to the righteous brave soldiers on both sides, and went straight to the core of the battlefield. However, he saw countless corpses in the distance, and the Imperial Purple Flower Flag was scattered all over the place. There, the cloak that had been stained with blood swayed with the wind.

That is... Chu Huai.

Lin Muyu’s heart seemed to be pierced by the arrow in an instant. The body immediately swayed and fell to the ground. He even stood up and rolled up. He stumbled and came to Chu Huai’s body, holding his already cold. The body, he almost couldn’t cry, the tears rolled down, holding Chu’s body tightly, and the sorrow of “Ah, ah” in his mouth, as if he had lost his beast.