Volume Four, Volume 46, Chapter 16, the blood is still not cold
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When Zhang Tie opened his eyes, Bai Suxian was still sleeping soundly on the bed.
Lifting the quilt and taking a look at Bai Suxian's graceful curves while sleeping, Zhang Tie gently covered Bai Suxian with a thin quilt, then got out of bed, wearing only one piece of clothing, walked to the window of the room and looked at
far away.
Outside the window of the flying boat, it was just dawn. It was freezing cold outside, and snowflakes were dancing. Over the course of the night, the ground beneath our feet had become completely white.
The poet might feel poetic when he saw such a scene, but Zhang Tie frowned tightly when he saw the water flow gradually slowing down and the water slowly began to freeze on the river bank. Zhang Tie knew that after a pause or two,
Months later, as the Wei River freezes, another wave of offensive from the demon army is about to come.
The frozen Wei River not only eliminated Taixia's advantage of ships on the water, making it useless for many of Taixia's methods in the water, but also allowed ground troops to advance straight in and rush from the west bank to the east bank without using any tools.
As the cannon fodder and vanguard of this wave of offensive, in the coming period, hundreds of millions of Chinese people will be littered with corpses on the ground thousands of kilometers along the west bank of the Weishui River.
There may be more to come!
The explosive mines I invented are the hell for those Chinese people.ν 八 一中α文α
Zuoqiu Mingyue can see all this as a consumption of the demon clan's war resources and war potential. As the inventor and originator of candle oil and various candle oil weapons, he sees that what he invented has become a tool to slaughter innocent ordinary people.
, there is an unspeakable guilt growing in Zhang Tie's heart...
Zhang Tie looked at the earth below with heavy eyes, his brows furrowed, a thought was rolling in his heart, and there was a war between heaven and man in his heart.
That idea came to Zhang Tie's mind when he was imprisoned in the 46th Air Cavalry Regiment. At first, Zhang Tie was not sure whether this method was feasible. But when the news came that the demon clan sent the Sky Knight to assassinate "him"
After that, Zhang Tie knew that this idea was feasible. He had a way to save the nearly 200 million Chinese people!
The idea is feasible and the people can be saved, but it requires him to pay a huge price. This price will not only expose his trump card, but also risk his life.
Such a decision is not easy for anyone to make, so Zhang Tie was a little entangled. Zhang Tie did not think about becoming a world-famous saint, let alone how he wanted to live his life.
Hong Dynasty, he just wants to live his life quietly and comfortably. The life of a hot bed with his wife and children is his favorite. When encountering danger, he will hesitate, shrink, and weigh. However, whenever Zhang Tie closes his eyes,
With his eyes, he saw the misery of countless Chinese people being driven into minefields by demons that day, the helplessness of the mother slapping the flames on her child, and the old man kneeling on the ground wailing, but each scene appeared in Zhang Tie's heart.
The blood in Zhang Tie's heart surged with it. It was difficult to calm down.
On the one hand, you can continue to be calm and watch all this continue to happen indifferently. The whole person is as precise as a difference engine, calculating all the pros and cons. Seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and never take risks until the most critical point is reached, let alone
It will expose your own trump card.
On the one hand, there are no calculations and no trade-offs. I only live with my heart in mind, and I just want to have a clear conscience. Although there are thousands of people, I will go!
How to do it?
The cold outside Feizhou's window made the room seem as warm as spring. Just when Zhang Tie was looking at the scenery outside the window and his heart was rolling, Bai Suxian, who was wearing a gauze skirt, had already come behind Zhang Tie and hugged him tightly from behind.
He held Zhang Tie and buried his face on Zhang Tie's back.
"There is something on your mind..." Bai Suxian murmured.
As Zhang Tie's woman, Bai Suxian can best feel the state of mind in Zhang Tie's heart.
Zhang Tie smiled and looked into the distance, "According to legend, there is a kind of flower in the world called Udumbara. This kind of flower has been dormant for three thousand years. At extremely special times, it will bloom once when it meets someone who can sense it.
, do you think it’s worth it?”
"Some flowers bloom every year. If no one appreciates them, they will wither in the mountains and forests. Even if they bloom millions of times, they will still be lonely. However, some flowers may bloom once in three thousand years. As long as they can correspond to one person, even if they never bloom again, they will be lonely.
It's worth it when it blooms..." Bai Suxian said, hugging Zhang Tie tightly again, as if feeling something.
"Thank you, I understand..." Zhang Tie took a long breath, finally made up his mind, turned around, and raised Bai Suxian's pretty face, "I want to leave Xuanyuan Fortress for a while, and you don't want to
If you are here again, you should go back to Iron Dragon Sect first..."
Bai Suxian had a special status. She was the princess of the Guangnan Palace. After the knights from Bai Runcheng and Guangnan Palace arrived in the war zone on behalf of the Guangnan Palace, Bai Suxian was actually a free man. No one could force Bai Suxian to stay in the war zone and fight.
"You want me to go back?" Bai Suxian asked Zhang Tie in surprise.
"I am now a guerrilla general, and I have all the freedom. I will go back after a while. With you watching over me at home, I feel more at ease. Moreover, you are also a young lady in the war zone. A group of knights from the Guangnan Palace and your uncle are also here.
Why would you go to the battlefield and fight against the demons, so you might as well go back and help me look after my home..." Zhang Tie smiled calmly.
"Then where are you going?"
Zhang Tie made a face and slapped Bai Suxian's **** again, "When men do things, women shouldn't ask too many questions..."
"Do they just care about you..." Bai Suxian hated Zhang Tie's behavior the most. Seeing that Zhang Tie didn't say anything, she could only hug Zhang Tie, twisting her waist happily and acting coquettishly.
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Half an hour later, Zhang Tie just used the remote sensing crystal to say goodbye to Feng Cangwu and others, and left Xuanyuan Fortress.
Zhang Tie didn't even ask Bai Suxian to come out to see him off this time, and Master Pengshan, after escorting a batch of supplies to Xuanyuan Fortress to meet Zhang Tie last night, didn't even spend the night in Xuanyuan Fortress. He just spent the night with Zhang Tie.
After a drink, he left.
Standing in the wind and snow, Zhang Tie took a deep look at the direction of the demon camp, then let out a long roar, and the Thunder Falcon flew from the sky like a golden light. Zhang Tie jumped on the Thunder Falcon's back, and the Thunder Falcon took it with him.
Zhang Tie soared into the sky, with more than twice the sound, and disappeared by the Weishui River in the blink of an eye, flying towards the east...
The Thunder Falcon was so fast that the sky was filled with wind and snow, rushing towards it in the sky. However, the wind and snow had not yet touched the Thunder Falcon, and were hit by a shock wave around the Thunder Falcon while it was flying.
When it was blown away, nothing fell on Zhang Tie.
As soon as Zhang Tie left Xuanyuan Fortress, the news was known to many people...
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