NOVEL NEXT Chapter 35 The insidious strategy of the barbarians, the use of the killer, the most desperate thing
Holy City.
Bronze Palace.
"In the An-Shi Rebellion, a city in the Tang Dynasty was isolated in the Western Regions, and it stood firm for sixty-three years without falling. The Anxi army of more than 20,000 heroically marched on the country. There was only one young man in the city, Gu Chang'an, who was alone in the city."
"The abominable barbarians raised 3,000 troops to attack it, and Chang'an, with a drum and a banner, fought to the death."
"In the seventh month, the barbarians were ashamed to send four thousand troops, and the isolated city reached and reached, but the heroic spirit permeated the long river, and Gu Changan killed Bi Tutu."
"Yihai Shuo, the barbarians raise ten thousand troops, and they are bound to win. Gu Changan's sword collapsed, and all the barbarians were destroyed, creating an unprecedented miracle, still defending the Central Plains, and the spirit is not lost, the Chinese crest and beams stand proudly because of it!"
""Shenzhou·Gu Changan Biography""
"Who will translate the translation?"
"A humiliation? A sin!"
The old blond old man held a page of paper between his fingers and glanced coldly at the palace.
The atmosphere was as rigid as iron.
The Barbarian Emperor was motionless, as if his body was rooted in the throne.
The Twelve Inquisitors did not dare to breathe, and buried their heads in pretending to be an ostrich.
Dongtu has a tradition since ancient times—
There is no biography of life, and the coffin will be finalized after death.
The pedantic Central Plains have begun to break the rules. On the one hand, Gu Changan is too legendary, and on the other hand, it proves that the Central Plains will open a new chapter.
ridiculous!
"The pilgrimage tower was ruined by the people, the fate of the abyss plummeted, and the great officials of the frontier surrendered to the Central Plains."
"Your Majesty, how do you wipe the shit off your crotch?"
The blond old man stared blankly at the throne.
"Do you want me to punish myself?" The Barbarian Emperor was suddenly furious, and his emotions were suppressed for too long.
Obviously it wasn't his fault, but all the consequences were borne by him.
"What are you yelling at?"
The blond old man strode forward,
Looking down at the Barbarian Emperor from a height, his face was gloomy and he said:
"You yell again."
The Barbarian Emperor's shoulders trembled, trying his best to restrain his anger, bowed his head and said:
"I'm too impulsive."
The so-called emperor of the empire is nothing more than a puppet of the abyss, and he has to be respectful in the face of an abyss messenger.
But for this puppet, he cut a bloody path from the arrogance of the royal family.
The blond old man and the blue-eyed boy flickered, and his tone was cold:
"In the future, don't use the mayfly to shake the tree to describe your ability to do it, because the Gucheng Hannu really did it."
"The Central Plains are going to fight in the Western Regions. This is a battle of national fortune, a battle of spirit, and a battle of your throne. If you fail, you should know the consequences."
The barbarian emperor nodded, there is no reason to lose this battle.
He suddenly raised his head and said loudly:
"I swear in the name of the gods that if I lose the battle, my head will hang in the abyss."
The blond old man stared at him for a while, and his voice recovered a little bit warmer:
"It is not the saints that decide the success or failure of the battle, but the army, and dispatch the troops well."
"All Saints Twilight, the abyss has its own arrangements."
The barbarian nodded.
He had already envisaged two strategies.
In the Western Regions and the Eastern Regions, when the coalition forces entered the Western Regions, he sent another troops to invade Xishu and Beiliang, caught by surprise, and hit despicable Han slaves to despair!
"You sent Haitang of Evil to the Western Regions?" The blond old man said solemnly:
"The body perishes, the spirit lasts forever, and Gu Changan's life and death are meaningless!"
The twelve judges agreed in their hearts that after Gu Changan was dead, the Central Plains still had to fight, and the fighting spirit might be even more boiling.
At the moment when the lid exploded, the torch of will had already ignited the East Earth.
The barbarian emperor was silent, and Gu Changan had to be beheaded, which came from the humiliation and defeat of the soul!
He knew that Hannu only had more than four years of Yangshou left.
But he can't wait for a moment!
The sage who originally went to Mobei to kill the old dog Zhelan turned to the Western Regions at his behest.
"Forget it, this person should be strangled in the cradle, otherwise there will be endless troubles." The blond old man narrowed his eyes and emphasized once before leaving:
"The battle of the Western Regions must be won!"
"Yes!" The judges said in unison, knowing the importance of this battle.
Unlike the ancient history, culture and national cohesion of the Central Plains, the empire has risen for decades to integrate 20 million miles of territory, and there are more than hundreds of races?
There are many internal contradictions, and only by winning all the time can the established unified regime be consolidated and developed.
"Beth, come with me." The blond old man looked at the only female judge, a 40-year-old lady with a tall stature.
"Yes." The female judge gave Her Majesty an apologetic look, then followed and left the bronze palace.
In a remote corner, the blond old man stopped and said earnestly:
"There is an idiom in the Central Plains called - plan ahead."
"If Gu Changan didn't die, what if the empire was defeated?"
"Impossible!" Beth shook her head almost without thinking.
So absurd and bizarre!
The talents in the world each have their own strengths. A saint cannot handle 10,000 elites, while Gu Changan can, but it does not mean that he can compete with a saint.
In the past, the old witch sent three great masters, all of which almost killed Gu Changan!
"I don't believe it either, but for the glory of the abyss, any small possibility cannot be ruled out."
"You are in charge of the Empire's intelligence, immediately activate the elk, she will be the killer!"
The blond old man's kiss was flat, but his mouth was unbearable.
"Too..." The female judge wanted to say that it was too wasteful, but she could sense the majestic gaze of the old man, and she finally nodded.
Elk, a real knife.
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Zhao country.
Golden Palace.
Emperor Zhao, Shang Kuo, wore a crown and a black dragon robe, and stared coldly at the imperial censor in front of the palace.
"All the ministers said from the bottom of their hearts, if they want to kill or cut them, they will follow His Majesty!"
The censor held the chao wat, and his posture was magnanimous.
The ministers were outraged, but a small number of officials seemed to be moving.
What Yushi Wan said is not unreasonable!
Who is Gu Changan?
An unprecedented tragic hero in the history of Huanghuangqing, and the most shining light when Shenzhou fell.
But he has a flaw...
Allegiance to Li Tang!
Yes, there is no doubt that he always sticks to it in the dark, for the sake of the entire Huaxia spirit.
But if he returns to the Central Plains and chooses one of the seven countries, what will his choice be?
Don!
That is the enemy, a terrifying enemy.
Emperor Zhao stared at the censor coldly, and said sharply:
"Tell me, how can there be no unified Central Plains to defend against barbarians?"
Wan Yushi frowned and explained sincerely:
"Wei Chen is not against sending troops, but focuses on the future."
Emperor Zhao waved his robe sleeves angrily, and simply said it bluntly and fiercely:
"Think about what's going on in the future. For today's plan, go to the national disaster together and attack the barbarians!"
"After so many hardships, how can Gu Changan still have the idea of becoming an official in the court?"
"The lonely city of hell described by Li Lian, I must take a look at it in person to see if I can step on the barbarian head."
Seeing the impatience on His Majesty's expression, Wan Yushi gave up his voice and stopped admonishing him.
I hope that Gu Changan will not forget his original intention. He is a hero of Shenzhou China, and he should not be the guardian of one family and one country.
Right now.
"Report!"
A hurried voice came from outside the hall.
"Xuan!"
A scholar with a bamboo crown entered the hall and reported directly:
"Reporting to Your Majesty, there is a secret report from the Holy City, a saint named Haitang of Evil has been in the Western Regions for seven thousand miles, and Gu Changan's life is hanging by a thread!"
The whole dynasty fell silent for a while.
The ministers looked at each other in dismay, and they all noticed the horror in the eyes of the other party.
Danger!
They did not doubt the source of the information in the slightest. The spies planted by Zhao State in the Holy City were the most hidden. They were the henchmen of one of the twelve giant judges who directly contacted the news of the barbarian center.
If it were ten thousand elites, they wouldn't even worry about the heroic Gu Changan, but the other party was a martial arts saint!
Even civil servants who have never been in martial arts know a truth.
Gu Changan has never been baptized with spiritual energy!
He is less than twenty-four years old, but the sages in the world are at least sixty years old, and the gap between heaven and earth is too great!
"Can Ruan Xian from Beiliang make it in time?" Zhao Di looked anxious.
The old man at the front of the train shook his head, "It's too late."
The hearts of the ministers were ashes, and they did not expect that the barbarians hated Gu Changan so deeply that when the cover was lifted, it was known to the world that they had to send saints to eradicate them.
"Could it be that the Central Plains can only watch?" You Wufu was emotional.
Just thinking about it makes me feel extremely guilty, and even feels despair for Gu Changan.
When no one cares, he fights alone.
Shenzhou knows that, he still has to fight alone.
It's like doing something pointless all the time.
Emperor Zhao's expression was dark, and he moved his lips with difficulty:
"Send the news out, and hope that the sage of the Central Plains Martial Arts has a way to save."
Hundreds of civil and military officials sighed one after another, and Ruan Xian of Beiliang couldn't catch up with the nearest, and the rest of the saints were even more...
Could it be that he persisted for so long, and he really wanted to die on the eve of victory. He didn't even see Chang'an City with his own eyes!
"Let's fight hard, prepare for Chen Bing Yumen Pass!"
Emperor Zhao roared, if Gu Changan really fell, let his spirit in the sky watch how the Central Plains defeated the barbarians, and his spirit will be immortal!
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In the land of Shu, a quiet manor, the noble gentleman with long sleeves fluttered in his sandals, and he handed the salutation to the servants.
Oh, he was invited by the maid to the mountain road full of petals, full of colorful flowers and plants.
"Young master claims to be a member of the Jiange Sect, what are you looking for from me?"
A cold voice came, and a woman in a purple dress was standing under the plane tree, her face was perfect, and her facial features were flawless.
"Nympho Qin Yubing, she really deserves the most beautiful woman in the world." Your son smiled softly.
Sensing the frivolity in the other party's tone, the glamorous woman was about to expel the guest when she heard him say:
"What do you think of the lunatic Gu Changan?"
"Mad?" Qin Yubing stared at him and said coldly:
"Even if he is swaying now, like a child who is about to fall at any time, his shadow is an unshakable mountain."
"Bingshan beauty will also be excited, it seems that she really worships lunatics." Your son smiled slyly.
"If you stood in front of him, would you dare to look useless?" Qin Yubing walked away with small steps.
Your son's expression froze, he really only has the courage to gossip behind his back, but what are you?
"Our time has not yet come." He stared at the back and said softly.
The figure in the purple skirt froze suddenly, like a thunderbolt from the blue, and the petals that had just been broken in the palm of the hand were also crushed.
"Nympho, or elk, why don't you have a password?" Your son said casually.
Seeing that the other party was motionless, he simply walked over and looked directly at the tragically beautiful profile:
"Our era has not yet come. Some people are born after death. Imperial elk, you have been used."
Qin Yubing was in a state of ups and downs and stared at him indifferently.
"It's useless to see me, this is the will of the abyss, unless you want your parents to die violently." Your son's tone was strong.
"Speak." Qin Yubing was expressionless, her parents were her only weakness.
"Once Gu Changan survives, once the empire is frustrated in the Western Regions battlefield, you will assassinate Gu Changan."
"No, it's not an assassination, it's an act in front of everyone's eyes. It doesn't matter whether you die or not, you can't kill it either, as long as you do it."
"Because you, Qin Yubing, are the best friend of the Empress of the Tang Dynasty."
Your son finished speaking in a leisurely manner. He also got the order this morning, and to be honest, he was shocked for a long time.
The nympho Qin Yubing and the Hanjian fairy Li Wan once fought side by side in the Shenzhou rivers and lakes and forged a deep friendship.
Although Li Wan chose the road of domineering and becoming king, the two were not alienated. Qin Yubing occasionally sent some exotic flowers and plants to Chang'an City.
If she does it, the Central Plains will definitely think that it was the Empress who secretly instigated it, which will cause unimaginable waves, the common people will be outraged, and the Six Nations will even join forces to attack Tang!
And the nympho of the great master must not have the ability to kill Gu Changan, but he can completely reduce the man who was originally insane into a slaughtering demon. At that time, killing the holy city or the Central Plains can be said.
I have tasted all the sufferings in the world, and I have suffered the most painful torture. Now that the Central Plains are just on the rise, you want to kill me?
This plan is the most heartbreaking!
The woman in the purple skirt was pale, and was rarely confused, hesitant and lost.
She is Li Wan's close friend, as everyone knows.
Asking her to assassinate Gu Changan is tantamount to forcing Li Wan to the moral cliff and turning the situation into subversion.
"Don't think about taking the opportunity to break with the Empress of the Tang Dynasty, and be more concerned about your own parents." Your son's expression was cold and he added:
"Besides, the flower of the origin of your cultivation is also a product of the abyss. Without it, you are disabled."
"It's so-called raising soldiers for a thousand days, but if you use them for a while, the elk should also play a role."
"Don't force me!" Qin Yubing's eyes were scarlet, flashing with hysterical murderous intent.
"You want to force the two elders to death?" Your son was not afraid.
Qin Yubing's eyes gradually became terrified, staring blankly at the petals scattered all over the mountains, her words pierced her heart like a sharp weapon.
"Of course, the chances of you performing the mission are very small. After all, Gu Changan will die under the blood of the sage Haitang, and how can the empire drink hatred in the battlefield of the Western Regions?"
"Just take precautions before it happens. If you really create an impossible miracle, when you go to take care of Chang'an in the Central Plains, you should make your debut."
Your son spoke calmly, and then strolled in the courtyard.
As a devout admirer of the empire, he certainly did not want the Central Plains to rise, so wouldn't his surrender seem stupid and shameful?
But as a Chinese bloodline, I know the resilience of the national civilization for thousands of years, the world is uncertain, and everything has the opportunity to reverse.
Moreover, because Gu Changan was alone, the entire land of Shenzhou showed unimaginable vitality.
"Go away!" Qin Yubing's voice was gloomy, and her delicate jade cheeks were violently twisted.
The noble man waved his sleeves and saluted, and left with a smile.
Maybe she hoped that the Central Plains would fail miserably in the Western Regions? This eliminates the need to perform tasks.
Listening to her evaluation of Gu Changan, this person must also be an extreme Central Plains nationality.
This choice is too cruel for nympho...
But in troubled times, who is not looking for a way forward in cruel choices again and again.
He believed that the Great Barbarian Empire, which was governed by Tiandao, would eventually rule the world!
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