I have nothing but luck

Chapter 112 8 Fang Spark

Lu Binwei ignored his self-proclaimed unrestrained demeanor, and slumped down on the stone steps in the Nanman Palace, which barely left a flat place for people to sit on.

Lu Binwei himself couldn't believe it, he would lose his breath when he used his spiritual power, and close his eyes when he got into a fight, but he could actually rely on the breath in his shattered ribs and chest until now.

Forcibly spying on the use of heavenly secrets to see the trend of the next battle situation, and in just a few breaths, calculate how the next 10,000+ army should line up in the Nanban King City, which can't finish walking all day and night. You can't keep writing messenger symbols and flying everywhere.

It was the content that Lu Binwei kept repeating all day long.

Fortunately, all the elites in the city were forced to come out, people were panicked, and the people who left the palace without a single intact wall finally left.

Lu Binwei couldn't care about where the national teacher went, whether he was seriously injured and had to retreat, or just changed the direction so as not to fight him.

He just wanted to find a place where there were no broken tiles and a good sleep.

Princess Ruyang limped to the steps where Lu Binwei was sitting, leaning on her sword to support her body so that she could not fall down. In the few hours she went forward, the sword edge had already passed countless people's necks and splashed so many people's necks. Bloody flowers burned on the crumbling red walls of the palace.

There are demon cultivators, and there are soldiers who defected from their own side.

At the end of the cut, Princess Ruyang almost suspected that the blade was rusted and the blade was curled.

In order to save energy, Princess Ruyang didn't have any extra words, but just handed a small porcelain bottle to Lu Binwei.

Lu Binwei recognized that the elixir contained in the bottle was a rare medicine in the world that was praised as having the effect of "life and death, flesh and bones". .

He waved his hand weakly, indicating that this elixir is too expensive for him to bear, and let Princess Ruyang keep it by herself.

Princess Ruyang spoke, her voice hoarse and exhausted after a long battle: "I don't want to waste this elixir, but—"

She reluctantly raised her other hand without the sword, and pointed towards the gate of the city: "Although the national teacher left, the army of demon cultivators from the Western Wilderness came to surround the gate of the city again."

The Nanman King City is located in the southwest, and to the west, apart from a few remote cities, there are continuous snow mountains that never melt in ice and snow all year round, connecting the two ends of Nanman and Xihuang.

At a time when Lu Binwei, Princess Ruyang, and even the entire Nanman were unable to sustain the national division, the army of demon cultivators in the Western Wilderness crossed the barren environment that stretched thousands of miles against the wind blowing on the snowy mountains and the violent climate. , crushed the scattered poor cities to the west of the king's city, and came to the outside of the Nanman king's city.

In the past, it was rich, with high walls and heavy pavilions, cascading bridges as barriers, making people unable to look into the luxury and prosperity of the palace, only to feel that the royal family is majestic and inviolable, and the royal family is full of broken tiles and paint.

Without hindrance, Lu Binwei heard the sound of horseshoes stamping on the ground and the sound of armor shaking and swords being pulled out from far outside the city gate. The sound was like a sharp steel needle knife hidden in the cold wind, making people's hairs cold. It pierced through the gaps in the joints, causing people to tremble all over.

Lu Binwei raised his hand, quickly swallowed the pill, and did not forget to ask Princess Ruyang: "Is there any more? If you have one, I will give you another one."

Princess Ruyang gave him an annoyed look: "There must be another place in Empress Jiang's place. It depends on whether Lu Shuai can go to Haojing to get it."

While watching Lu Binwei's injury, Princess Ruyang was busy dispatching the soldiers, so there must be no negligence.

The master bowed his body and listened to Princess Ruyang's instructions, then straightened up, and asked with a trembling voice: "Queen, can we win?"

Nanman was originally a remote place, and swords and force were not king.What's more, half of the combat power was lost in the hands of the national division before.

The Guiyuan army is powerful and invincible.

However, what Lu Binwei had in hand was only a small branch of the Guiyuan Army.

The real big head is with Xie Ronghua.

Even if you gamble on the defenders of the entire royal city, you gamble on the reinforcements that will come from all over the world, and you gamble on the national destiny of a country.

Can they win?

Can they keep the fertile land of their home from the hands of the barbarian Moxiu under the horseshoes, so that their families can still be safe and happy, and spend this New Year reunion?

Princess Ruyang shook her head slightly after a long time: "I don't know."

Those who are sure will not know.

Her ignorance already showed the weakness of Nanman.

"But we have to fight, we have no other choice."

Empress Jiang, holding Lu Binwei's healing medicine in her hand, was chatting with the officials in the Hanyuan Hall.

Not to mention that the extremely old minister was drowsy and unable to stand upright, even Empress Jiang repeatedly resisted the urge to throw off the newly replaced desk and swear loudly.

What's rare is that even though people wish to give them a couch directly, and then attach a quilt thoughtfully, the old minister still doesn't forget how much manpower and material resources he should spend, and the little matter of one tael of silver for one more person, and Jiang Hou broke up. pulling.

Jiang Hou subconsciously glanced at the sky outside the gate of Hanyuan Hall, which was obstructed by the large pillars carved with red lacquer and gold.

It was this look that made her feel an extremely ominous omen, as if a fire that was about to ignite to the tip of her hair urged her to leave the Hanyuan Hall, and she couldn't wait for a moment.

Shrouded in such urgent panic, Empress Jiang got off the dragon chair without even thinking about it, grabbed Jiang Changlan's sleeve and said, "Alan! Let's go out!"

The sky darkened.

The sudden gust of wind made the palace servants walking in the palace stagger at their feet, like leaves swayed in the wind, and they didn't even have the strength to stand up in the wind.

The dark clouds raised by the strong wind covered the sun that slipped to the foot of the mountain, covering the sky like layers of gray and black smoke. Under the sky, there was no light, no moon, no stars, and it was dark.

Some are only cold enough to cut people's skin, cold wind that freezes people's fingers, and endless dark clouds that seem to never be able to get rid of.

Jiang Hou's chest and lungs trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Booming sounds from near to far exploded from the Hanyuan Hall in front of her, connecting the explosions of Zichen Hall and Penglai Hall in a string, and then spread from all directions.

Blow up the mountains, forests, rare trees, flowers, birds and rare birds in the imperial garden into a piece of wasteland, blow up dozens of hectares of Taiye Lake, and roll around the palace like a tsunami. With the collapse of the high wall with blocking effect, you will expose yourself to Suzaku Street. ferocious face.

The singing and dancing are as elegant as the palace's Zhaixing Building and the platform, and as insignificant as the laundry room's imperial chef, none of them escaped the burst of the imperial palace pattern.

The brilliant golden light from the Haojing Palace illuminates the eastern half of the sky, like a rising sun rising under the cover of black clouds, giving people new hope.

pity.

It's not the morning sun, but the last ray of light from the Northern Zhou Dynasty, which was fading away.

It is the last light before darkness comes, no matter how hard you struggle.After the light, he fell into the boundless abyss.

Legend has it that Emperor Tai|Zu used to drive those barren people Moxiu who were absorbed in the northern land of Kyushu like locusts and leeches all the way to the northern wasteland king city. , and then as everyone expected, Wanqian Aiai built the imperial palace in Haojing.

Jiang Changlan thought to himself, wondering if Tai|Zu had seen the end of his life's efforts and the Northern Wilderness King's City after different routes after more than 200 years when he built the imperial palace in Haojing.

The courtiers were not doing well either.

The sound of coughing was loud, and those who coughed seemed to want to cough up their heart and liver together. This was considered good, and some simply fell to the ground clutching their hearts. Thinking about it, if they hadn't suffered serious internal injuries, they wouldn't be so embarrassing.

The twelve precious hairpins on Ginger Queen's bun to decorate her supreme and noble status were blown away in the strong wind one by one, and the jewels and jewels were like the resplendent palace of the past, leaving only scattered pearls and emerald feathers rolling all over the place. land.

Her long hair danced wildly in the wind, and her blue-black sleeves resembled the wings of a gorgeous green luan. She fluttered against the wind and swung upwards: "Come on, send troops, I want to conquer the Western Wilderness myself."

Empress Jiang deliberately used her spiritual power, and her powerful voice ignored the obstacles of flying sand and stones, and fell steadily into the ears of the officials.

Those who coughed stopped coughing, and those who fell to the ground didn't bother to cover their hearts. They all looked at Queen Jiang with wide eyes in surprise, waiting for her next explanation.

Jiang Hou staggered two steps, pointed at the Hanyuan Hall, which was previously known as the "Nine Heavens Changhekai Palace", and laughed twice, crying:

"What? Satisfied? You have to want your ancestral house to be like the Hanyuan Palace, broken down to a piece of tile, and your ancestors' hard work is like the Tai|Emperor, corrupted by unworthy descendants. To be a frog who doesn't want to be boiled, struggling to jump out of Moxiu's boiling water pot, and finally being eaten by them even the flesh?"

She shouted sharply: "What is the boundary of Haojing?"

It is the most affluent and prosperous place in the world, and it is the place where the world's romantics occupy seven points. Countless literati and inkmen yearn for a drink in Pingkangfang, go to Leyouyuan to ride a horse, and drink water in Qujiang Furong Pool.

The Baizhang tall building collapsed, and the Shilitai Pavilion collapsed.

I don't know how many people in the palace were swept away by this violent wind, and how many teahouses and wine shops were chatting and laughing. Ordinary people who played chess in their courtyards and packed their clothes would be killed by the palace's broken tiles, flying sand and stones.

"Do you have to see the demon repair soldiers approaching the city of Haojing, and seeing Haojing turn into a purgatory on earth, before you wake up?"

Empress Jiang shrieked and asked, "Or are you still arguing over who's going first and who's running away, who brought an extra carriage and who used the teleportation array for a while, endless?"

No one dares to be the first bird at this time.

Jiang Changlan wiped the blood dripping from his lips, clasped his fists to Empress Jiang, and said, "Auntie, since Mo Luo dared to blow up the formation of the entire Haojing Imperial Palace, I think it won't be long before Li Bing comes to Xijiang, so I don't dare to delay any longer." I don’t have time to say more, I’ll go back to Xijiang first.”

After all, he went against the crazy wind that made people use all his spiritual power to walk normally, stepping on the uneven bricks and tiles that covered the palace, step by step to the outside of the palace gate.

Only Yaoyao left a sentence: "As long as I live, I dare not let the barren people take a step closer to the western border."

"The aristocratic family really needs face."

Jiang Hou turned around, pointed at the officials one by one, and said with a sneer, "A group of old fellows whose combined age is several thousand years old are not as promising as a younger generation who lived a fraction of your life."

"None of the northern Xinjiang garrison is allowed to leave the garrison. If I find out and find out, they will be killed without mercy."

"The defenders from all over the country will arrive in the western border within three days. If they are late, they will be killed without mercy."

"Come here, prepare to chase the wind horse, I will go to the western border personally, and guard the gate of the western city."