NOVEL NEXT Chapter 57: Terrible
Chapter 57
Chuntao tightly covered her mouth and cried.
She squeezed Wu Zhe's shoulders, a burst of blood rushed to her heart, her heart ache was like a piercing heart, and she wanted to kill those who would harm his Bai family.
She closed her eyes, tears still rushing out, her eyes were so painful that she couldn't open them, she wanted to shout but she couldn't shout, her anger was so raging that she was about to break through the sky, and she was so painful that she was desperate.
After half a cup of tea, Chuntao with red eyes clung to the bamboo slips that Wu Zhe had kept with her life, and walked back behind the desperate Bai Qingyan.
The blue tiles and red light of the town government’s mansion are reflected against the white snow, and the lights are brilliant in this silent darkness, so deserted and lonely.
Chuntao sees Bai Qingyan walking under the red light corridor stumbling on footsteps... I want to reach out to help, but I can’t help but I am afraid that I will fall the bamboo slips. Tears fall down: "Big girl..."
Bai Qingyan's snow-white big cloak returned to Qinghuiyuan with a dazzling bright red, and with a hoarse voice, Chuntao put the bamboo slips on the desk.
Chuntao looked at her stiff body and turned her face into a blue-purple Bai Qingyan and said, "Big girl, let the maidservant take care of the big girl and change this blood coat. Please be warm first!"
She gritted her teeth and waved to Chuntao, staring at the bamboo slips reflected by the swaying candlelight, and instructed Chuntao to go out and wait not to come in.
In the warm upper room, the silver frost charcoal in the empty copper furnace of the carved building made a faint sparkle, and she returned to her senses, as if she was in an ice cellar, her whole body numb with cold.
She sat down at the desk full of grief and anger, her bloodshot eyes staring at the bamboo slips, her throat hurt so much that she couldn't say a word, and the **** smell between her lips and teeth lasted for a long time.
The bamboo slips in front of her recorded the military situation of the Bai family’s man in the Southern Xinjiang War, and even the situation before her death. In her previous life, she always hoped that she could get the hand and be fair to the Bai family. .
There are some things, if you don’t get the exact news, there is still hope. Once you see it, you can no longer expect it...Bai Qingyan closed his eyes.
For a long time, she took a deep breath and took the bamboo slips to unfold...
The five-volume bamboo slips stained with blood, word by word leaped before her eyes.
Chun Taohong kept her eyes outside the door, looking at the sky gradually whitening in the boundless falling snow, and hearing Bai Qingyan's vertebral heart crying as she tried her best to suppress her, her heart was cut like a knife.
Bai Qingyan squeezed the bamboo slips, his throat tightened, almost breathless.
She closed her eyes and burst into tears, filled with grief and anger, and her anger almost burned her whole body to ashes. Seeing the little face man with a horse and a sword on the desk by Chuntao placed in a conspicuous place, she swept away like crazy. Pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table.
After she returned from a serious injury, if she could practice hard as before, how great would it be to go to the battlefield with her grandfather this time! Why do other people think that she is weak, she really treats herself as a sick child, and she raises her mind comfortably and weakly all day long!
What's the use of her staying in this town’s government office! What is her use? !
She clenched the clothes on her chest, chewing through her gum blood, and with all her strength, she couldn’t stop herself from crying for her Bai family hero...
Faith King! ! !
In her previous life, she believed that Wang Yonglu was timid, but she was still measured. Even if Xin Wang followed her grandfather and them on the battlefield, her Bai family man had all the trouble, Xin Wang returned from nine deaths, but he did not realize that he believed in Liu Huanzhang credulously and used the gold medal. Ling Jian forced his grandfather to advance.
She couldn’t wait to smash the king's body with a long sword at this moment! Take a look at those ghost spirits that have harmed her Bai family's hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits! See if those hearts are black!
Five volumes of bamboo slips, few numbers, but they broke her broken liver, and burned all five!
She gritted her teeth, endured the pain of the torn knife, and desperately hugged the bamboo slips, her grandfather, father, uncles, and brothers were all in the horror of death.
The bamboo slips that record the battle are only a few words, but they record how terrible her Bai Jiaerlang is!
Her father was trapped in Fengcheng and ran out of food. In order to hold the enemy troops and help the people of Fengcheng, he said to the thousand soldiers who guarded Fengcheng: "The only child in the family who has elderly parents takes a step back. The rest... those who dare to die for me, go out with me to meet the enemy!"
Bai Qingdong, the ten-year-old 17th son of the Bai family, stepped forward with the sword, saying that he would dare to give up his flesh and blood and join his uncle in battle for the people of Dajin to fight hard and never survive! Bai Jiajun was deeply impressed by ten-year-old children, and they drew their swords one after another, saying that they would rather fight to the death than live.
Her brother Bai Qingyu was only seventeen years old and accompanied 5,000 soldiers to guard the camp. Believing that the king saw the attack of 50,000 soldiers, he flees with his tail. Bai Qingyu is determined to stand by the line of defense and drink with the soldiers to send off the wine: "Everyone, soldiers, I When the lives are different, today I will fight for my fellow comrades in the Jin Dynasty. They are all blood brothers. After drinking all the wine, you guys... See you again in the next life!"
Her cousin Bai Qingqi defended the main road of Linggu, with 10,000 troops against the 80,000 troops of the Xiliang Nanyan Army, and said before desperately: "Millions of people are behind, can the Bai family retreat? Dare to retreat? "!" Bai Jiajun was loyal and courageous, saying three times without retreating.
Her third uncle, Bai Qiyu, was forced to retreat to Tianmenguan after the death of all the men in the Bai family. He shouted: "Our marshals and generals have all died in battle. I am the last line of defense for the people of Dajin Pingcheng! I would have liked to take the lead. Punish me and humiliate me! Those who dare to die will come with me!"
Before her boy from the Bai family was dying, she was full of pretending to be a commoner...
The loyal bones of the Bai family are full of loyalty, but why does the sky force me to do so? ! Why force me to be like this!
Blood feud, she resisted crying, her eyes were like **** ghosts, and she vowed to kill the ghosts of the world! But when I think of the words and sentences in the bamboo slips, it is like crying with pain in my heart and vertebrae, my brain is chaotic, and the crying stops, like a madman.
Even if she already knew the ending of the Bai family man, she couldn't imagine that Bai family man was so sad if she didn't see this bamboo slip with her own eyes.
She embraced the bamboo slips, her loose hair was scattered, her blood-red eyes looked at the sky that was already lit outside the window, and her whole person seemed to have been smashed with a stab, she was in a muddle of sorrow and grief.
If she hadn’t ordered Shen Qingzhu to go to southern Xinjiang and met Fang Yan from the tiger camp on the way, he would be hunted down. These five bamboo slips would never see the sun like the last life.
Her Bai family is just like the previous life, but it is clearly loyal and heroic, but nailed to the shame of treason.
The turbulent hatred, dense pain, like ten thousand ants eating her bones and her flesh, making her better than death, the whole person is like desperate pain.
The pain was so extreme, she was numb all over holding bamboo slips, crying and laughing...
The bravery shocks the owner, who is in danger, and the conqueror is condemned!
Many heroes in the world die in vain, and the courtiers and thieves are in chaos!
How is she, the man of the Bai family? ! This full of loyal bones, full of blood... actually was so ruined in southern Xinjiang.
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