Volume 1: Painting Hall Spring Chapter 86: Broken Iron Clothes on the Battlefield
The sound of fighting behind him shook the earth, reminding everyone that this was a turbulent and rapidly changing battlefield.
Xiao Yizheng had no time to greet him.
After Qingxi regained consciousness, he quickly checked her to see if she had any injuries. He saw that she had no obvious injuries and her heartbeat gradually calmed down.
He helped her stand up, his face became serious, and he raised his eyes to look at the battle ahead.
The flag of the Northwest Army was dazzling and obvious, flying all over the battlefield. Then look at a group of horses from the Northwest Army galloping towards the high slope where they were standing.
He lowered his head and stared at the person tightly in his arms. Seeing that she was also wearing armor, he solemnly asked: "Are you afraid?"
She felt dizzy and uncomfortable all the time when she woke up, but when his features came into view, everything that was wrong disappeared. "I'm not afraid." She shook her head proudly and spoke sonorously.
"good!"
Xiao Yizheng hugged her sideways, stepped in front of Zhui Chen, helped her onto the horse, sat on the horse's back, and jumped up to face her.
Their eyes looked at each other, and in an instant, they both understood each other's intentions.
"I can't let you leave my sight, but I can't stay here either. From now on, hold me tight, don't look at me, just stay in my arms, believe me or not?" His low tone was full of determination.
Qingxi only saw his perseverance and determination. She nodded without reservation.
Faith, of course, is belief. Otherwise, how could he have agreed to the marriage so easily? Otherwise, how could he have been willing to live in Sifang City? Otherwise, how could he have braved the wind, frost, and cold, risking his family and life to travel to Beisu and Guiping.
"Good girl!" The corner of Xiao Yizheng's mouth curled up slightly, revealing his first smile since their reunion. He patted her little head, pressed it against his chest, and used his fur cloak to completely cover her.
Inside, he pulled up the reins, and his eyes instantly changed to an indomitable spirit of courage.
"Yuanyi, you join up with the brothers from the Tianlang Camp to encircle and suppress Hu Kele. You want to see the people alive and the corpses when you die." He ordered Zeng Qidao who was also on the horse beside him.
When Zeng Qidao saw that he was going to bring Qingxi into the battlefield, he initially tried to dissuade him, but he thought that he was a prince after all, and the soldiers and horses climbing up the hill were probably his escorts. Looking at the current battlefield situation, it was obvious that
, the Northwest Army has taken control of the situation, and Qingxi is safe with him; and Xiao Yizheng, with his majestic and domineering attitude at this time, must have made a final decision that cannot be refuted; besides, the temptation to confront Huerle head-on is too great,
He couldn't get what he asked for. So he clasped his fists to accept the order, looked at the person in his arms, rode down the slope, and entered the battlefield.
"Xin Zhao, follow me and fight back."
"Yes." Xin Zhao's chest also lit up with fire. He glanced at Chikina at his feet and asked: "Your Highness, how should she deal with it?"
Chikina covered her right shoulder and stared at Xiao Yizheng.
She didn't expect that he was running and fighting all the way just to see the person in his arms at the moment. She guessed that it should be his princess. She watched him kill with red eyes, but the moment he saw his princess, he became clear and gentle. She looked at
He treated it like a treasure with great care and affection. She was incredibly shocked and also had an unexplainable faint envy.
Only then did Xiao Yizheng remember to look down at her, then quickly moved away, and said coldly: "It turns out to be the princess. My oath was not in vain. You should be lucky that you didn't hurt her today."
With that, he waved his hand and ordered to Xin Zhao: "Leave her to the people from the escort camp to take her back." After saying that, he clamped his horse's belly, galloped downhill, and galloped away.
Qing Xi hugged Xiao Yizheng's waist tightly, and very obediently pressed her face deeply against his armor. The armor was hard and cold, and the jolting of the horse should have hurt her, but she only felt
The little world he lived in was safe and comfortable.
The sound of hunting gradually came to her ears, and the fighting was raging; there was a faint smell of blood on the tip of her nose, stimulating her senses. She could feel him waving the weapon in his hand, and for fear that she would become a burden to him, she held her breath even more, and just followed
His chest rose and fell, feeling his heartbeat strong and life-warming.
I don’t know how long it took, but the bloody storms, sword and gun fights seemed to be getting further and further away. Zhui Chen also slowed down until he stopped. The dark eyes suddenly brightened up, and she instinctively closed her eyes first.
, Xiao Yizheng gasped softly in his ears: "Okay, don't be afraid."
She slowly opened her eyes and looked up at his face, which was full of stories: wind, frost and blood, responsibility, killing and tenderness...
She felt a pain in her heart and her whole body was clenched together, her eyes were filled with tears, her throat was dry, her mouth moved, but she could not say a word.
Xiao Yizheng raised his hand to gather her fur cloak, turned over and dismounted first, and then hugged her off the horse.
Only then did Qingxi realize that they had entered Beisu City.
Xiao Yizheng raised his hand and a pair of soldiers drove a carriage forward.
"You must make no mistake in escorting the princess back to the commander's residence." He ordered.
Qingxi hurriedly grabbed a leg of his robe. She didn't want to leave.
"I'm going to the top of the city tower. You go back first and obey me." He ordered in a deep voice.
"I'm not afraid!" Qingxi blurted out, and then, as if afraid that he wouldn't believe it, he said it again: "I'm not afraid, really."
Xiao Yizheng frowned and said, "Be obedient!" It wasn't that she couldn't be allowed to go up to the tower, but he just didn't want her to see the tragic battlefield with corpses everywhere.t.
"I won't cause trouble for you or distract you. I can stand far away, as long as, as long as..." Just let me see you. Somehow, since she saw him, she didn't want to leave.
. She, who has always been eloquent, was a little incoherent and couldn't express herself clearly at this time. There were tears in her eyes, but they fell more urgently now. "You do your thing, that's a big deal, don't worry about me..." She said firmly
Clutching his robe, unwilling to let go.
She cried.
This alone made Xiao Yizheng unable to resist. However, he was confused for a moment. The Qingxi in front of him did not seem to be the one he recognized. At this moment, she was no longer the brave, fearless, open-minded, intelligent, smart and unrestrained girl from the Ling family. She was clearly
There are some more subtle changes. Is this change because of yourself?
"Okay." He took her hand and led her up the tower.
"Is your Highness okay?" Zeng Ji breathed a big sigh of relief when he saw Xiao Yizheng returning. He saw someone leading him next to him. He took a closer look and saluted, "Is the princess okay?"
Qingxi wiped the tears on her face and smiled, "Hello, Uncle Zeng. I'm fine. I've made you worry."
Xiao Yizheng immediately faced the bottom of the city tower and asked solemnly: "They must be finishing up, right?"
"Yes. Danda was not united at all. Not long after they started, several battalions of them saw that the wind was going in the wrong direction and led their troops to withdraw."
Xiao Yizheng nodded: "The troops and horses arranged on their retreat route should also be able to annihilate their main force."
"Yes." Zeng Ji said confidently, "That's natural."
"But we still have to leave a way to survive, and we can't kill them all."
"Your Highness is considering this. Danda has been severely weakened by this battle. Letting some tribal leaders with different political opinions go back will be enough for them to fight for each other. I think there can be at least dozens of people in the Western Region.
Years of peace.”
Xiao Yizheng did not agree, with a solemn expression on his face, and asked: "What about the sudden stranglehold?"
"I was fighting at the front, and then gradually retreated, knocking down the king's flag. Now I can't tell where it is. But the Tianlang camp has been chasing after me, and I just saw our kid. There should be someone soon.
information."
Xiao Yizheng nodded and looked at Qingxi beside him. He saw her facing north, staring at the battlefield motionless. He said softly: "This is the battlefield."
Qingxi tried her best to control her breathing, forcing herself to take a closer look. It seemed that there were only three colors in front of her, black and white, the soldiers' black armor, the snow-white earth, the eye-catching bright red, corpses and mutilated limbs, everywhere, full of devastation and loneliness.
wailing. She held Xiao Yizheng's hand hard to suppress the turmoil in her belly.
Suddenly, she felt Xiao Yizheng's hand wrapping hers more tightly. She looked sideways and saw Xiao Yizheng nodded to her, then faced the battlefield and shouted: "Suddenly, my princess is at this moment.
Right by my side. You said, let’s each rely on our abilities. This king likes to hear this. I disappoint you. My king’s princess, I can keep it. My Dacheng Princess Heng can be destroyed without spending a single soldier.
We have broken your foundation in Guiping and cut off your future. We, husband and wife, are of the same mind. You can tell the people what your abilities are?" His voice was high-pitched and full of pride.
Qingxi stood beside him, his originally bloodless face quickly stained with glow, a color that was both contentment and glory.
During the war, the few Danda soldiers who were still resisting stubbornly lost their remaining fighting spirit after hearing these words.
And a fierce military horse rushed out from not far away and came towards the city gate tower. The man on the horse was Su Le.
Following closely behind were Zeng Qidao and the soldiers of Tianlang Camp.
Zeng Qidao fought against him all the way, but there was no obvious advantage.
Everyone on the tower was focused on this contest.
The Tianlang camp has surrounded the two of them. In fact, Su Le has no life left.
However, only Zeng Qidao fought with him in the encirclement, and the others did not come forward.
"Prince Heng, I admire your ability. I am in trouble today, but if you want to defeat me, this kid can't do it." He shouted while fighting with Zeng Qidao back and forth.
Zeng Ji shook his head: "Sudden Le is very tough, and his kung fu is solid, which makes people admire him. I think Yuan Yi is no match for him."
"Commander Zeng, don't let your son come. How about a fight between you and me? Or, Prince Heng, let's compete!"
Suddenly, the drawn scimitar barely scratched Zeng Qidao's neck, and Zeng Qidao's blood spattered on the spot.
Zeng Qidao nimbly dodged, his horse bent, and escaped the disaster. He was far away from his horse, and then he shouted: "What a beautiful idea." He was suddenly aroused by Le's words, and his fighting spirit became even more intense. He held up his hand.
The knife slashed forward with great force.
Zeng Ji frowned and said in a deep voice, "I'll go meet him."
Xiao Yizheng stretched out his hand to stop him: "Shuai Zeng, don't be anxious, you must have confidence in Yuan Yi."
"If you use brute force and bravery, Brother Zeng is indeed no match for Su Le; but if you are flexible and adaptable, I think Brother Zeng can do it." Qingxi on the side said softly.
As soon as she finished speaking, Zeng Qidao seemed to have sensed it. He leaned over slightly and while avoiding the sudden attack, he sent the knife in his hand out lightly. With the power of the horse's running, the knife accurately hit his waist.
on the abdomen and overturned it to the ground.
Suddenly he rolled on the ground, gritted his teeth and stood up, which seemed a little unbelievable.
"How come? I'm asking you to underestimate my Dacheng soldiers!" Zeng Qidao didn't take advantage of others' danger, he just sat on his horse and looked at him condescendingly.
Suddenly Le looked at the wound on his abdomen and gave a wry smile; then he looked at the miserable situation on the battlefield outside the encirclement, thinking about the warriors he brought out from Danda and his ambition to dominate, and he felt sad. He turned around.
Then he looked at Xiao Yizheng, who was looking at him calmly on the tower, and laughed up to the sky: "Hahaha, good, good. It's so fun! This battle is so fun! But suddenly I can only allow myself to be defeated!"
Xiao Yizheng frowned and shouted urgently: "Stop him."
But it was too late to say this, and suddenly Le had already raised the knife and dropped it. The scimitar, which had always been stained only with the blood of others, was covered with his own blood.
A generation of heroes suddenly died in the winter of the 18th year of Yongning.