Phoenix Shadow Coming From the Sky: Three, what is the limit of the world 3
June 24th.
On this day, the sky was blue, cloudless, and the sun was scorching hot.
At noon, "Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The deafening drumming broke the silence outside Guicheng for several days.
When Fu Huan, the guard of Guicheng, led his people to the tower, he saw that the Eastern Army was waiting in formation. Their armor was like silver, and their red tassels were like fire.
The Eastern Army is finally going to attack the city? !
"General, the Eastern Army is about to attack the city, but...but our reinforcements haven't arrived yet." Some generals were worried. A letter requesting reinforcements had been sent long ago, but a few days have passed, and there has been no news of reinforcements so far.
Fu Huan did not answer, he just clenched the handle of the knife, and then ordered in a deep voice: "General Ye guards the east gate, Qin Duwei guards the west gate, and General Li guards the north gate."
"Yes." The generals took orders and went.
Fu Huan guards the south gate. The Eastern Army on the opposite side is far more numerous than them, and the reinforcements... How can they have reinforcements? The most elite army of 120,000 who poured out of the North Sea and planned to wipe out the Eastern Dynasty is here. After being destroyed, 80,000 people have gone, leaving only 40,000 horses in Guicheng. This is the last hope. He is willing to fight to the death, just to keep the gate of the country, but... when his eyes fall on the mighty and majestic Eastern Army, he can't stop the coolness in his body.
Perhaps it was doomed from the moment Meng became civil strife, or maybe even earlier, when their king put down his bold words in front of the palace hall to conquer his fertile land, it was buried. The disaster of subjugation.
He is here at the moment, but he is doing his duty as a minister, but he is powerless to return to heaven.
"For a general, the body shrouded in horse leather is magnificent!" Fu Huan murmured.
The generals behind heard this, and looked at each other, all full of gloom.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
"Woo! Woo! Woo..."
Drums are booming and horns are blasting.
The Eastern Army launched an offensive, and the Northern Army stood ready.
In this battle, even though Dong Shixiu said that he would attack head-on, he also knew that Fu Huan, who had no way out and was determined to break the boat, would stick to it. lost heavily.
Therefore, when the northern army's long bows in Guicheng were like a full moon, their swords were unsheathed like frost and snow, and rolling wood and rocks were piled up on the top of the city, the eastern army on the opposite side did not rush over immediately, but pushed out their swords before the formation. Hundreds of beds of crossbows.
"Not good! Hurry up! Shield armor!" Fu Huan shouted loudly.
At the same time, the Eastern Army yelled "Shoot the arrow!" in front of the formation, and in an instant iron arrows flew, falling like rain on the tower of Guicheng. The northern army on the tower couldn't dodge in time, and suddenly screamed "Ah!", blood spattered, and there were many casualties.
"Shield armor!" The surviving soldiers shouted.
"Let the arrows go!" Hundreds of strong crossbows fired dense iron arrows again, and the northern army on the tower fell again.
Soon, the city tower erected a hard shield, and the northern army hid behind the iron wall one by one. When the first batch of crossbow arrows were fired, the Eastern Army had already rushed towards the front of the city with the ladder under the cover of the iron arrows. Seeing that the northern army was hiding in the shield armor, the Eastern Army immediately put the ladder on the tower. Climb up the city wall as quickly as a silver ant.
Soldiers on the city tower peeped at the movement under the wall, and suddenly shouted: "Hurry up! Withdraw your armor! The Eastern Army is attacking!"
The northern army hurriedly withdrew Kaijia, raised rolling logs and stones and threw them at the eastern army on the ladder, or brandished their swords and slashed at the enemies who climbed the tower.
Seeing the two armies fighting at close quarters, the northern army took advantage of the favorable location to cut down the eastern army that had climbed up one after another. At noon at that moment, when the scorching sun was at its hottest, a mighty golden glow fell from the sky and projected on the bronze mirror. The mirror wall immediately refracted bright and strong light, which hurt the eyes of the northern army on the tower. Their vision was blurred, and they all turned their heads and turned their backs to avoid the strong light, or raised their hands to cover their eyes and rubbed their eyes, but the Eastern Army climbing up could not be seen.
"Quick!" The Eastern Army seized this opportunity and quickly climbed up the tower. When the Northern Army reacted, the Eastern Army in front of them was full of silver armor, fighting with swords, lights and swords in an instant.
The bronze mirror under the city was also removed at that time, and the flag was waved down before the battle, and a large number of Eastern troops rushed towards the city gate pushing their crash cars.
After the Eastern Army rushed to the gate tower and killed the enemy, it rushed into the gate tower and lowered the suspension bridge.
Click! Click! Click!
The pulley is rolling, and the suspension bridge is slowly lowered.
"Guard the gate tower!" Fu Huan yelled loudly, and flew into the gate tower, raised his knife and dropped it, cutting down the soldiers of the Eastern Army on the bridge, and then kicked a knife and stuck the pulley.
As a result, when the suspension bridge was lowered halfway, it got stuck in the air, and the Eastern Army Dun, who pushed the crashed car and rushed to the front of the moat, could only look at the river and stop.
"Get out of the way!" A clear shout sounded.
In an instant, the Eastern Army split apart like a tide, revealing an empty path in the middle, riding past like a silver arrow, and rushed to the front of the moat in an instant, and then saw the man on the horse leaping into the air, the golden phoenix feather flying in the air Fluttering and dancing, a splendid curtain was spread out. When the thousands of troops were amazed, the Fenghen sword, which was cut like iron and mud, was unsheathed. Suddenly, the sword light pierced the sky like a silver rainbow. "Ding! Ding!" Two sounds, the chain broke, and the suspension bridge " Bang!" The ground fell, kicking up the yellow dust that was ten feet high, but it couldn't hide the beautiful shadow in the air.
That is the Phoenix of the Nine Heavens, that is the Dance of Flying Heaven!
At that moment, in front of the Eastern Army, Dong Shixiu raised his arms and looked at Guicheng.
"My sons, take down Guicheng with me." The tone was very ordinary, and the voice was not high-pitched, but when the hand was gently waved down, it had the aura of a king who ruled the world.
"Yes!" All the troops shouted together, shaking the heavens and the earth.
The crashing car quickly pushed across the suspension bridge, "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" city.
A **** battle begins!
"Don't escape! Don't retreat! Kill!"
Seeing that the city gate was broken open, Fu Huan on the city tower was still as stable as an iron tower. When he raised his knife and fell, his head would definitely fall to the ground. Such bravery suddenly made the panicked soldiers of the Northern Army calm down, and each of them was brave. Zeng, swung his knife to kill, and soon, half of the Eastern Army soldiers who climbed up the tower were cut down, the city wall was dyed bright red, and streams of blood snaked down the wall.
Feng Duying in front of the moat looked up at the tower, then leaped up into the air again, touched his toes on the city wall halfway, and flew to the tower. Several Beihai soldiers fell down, but her goal was not these Beihai soldiers, she jumped up again and flew straight to Fuhuan.
"Ding!" Seeing the sword light coming, Fu Huan hastily raised his saber, and when the sword light dissipated, he saw only a pair of eyes that were as bright as stars and as fierce as flames.
"I'm General Feng Duying." The voice was as clear as a phoenix's cry, and it was still clear to my ears on this battlefield where people shouted to kill and shake the sky.
"This general is Beihai Fuhuan." Fuhuan shouted loudly.
In an instant, the long sword is like a rainbow, the long sword is like snow, the sword screams and the sword screams, and the sound shakes the whole field!
At that moment, in the rear of the Eastern Army, on a far hillside, one person was alone, looking at the city tower.
Look at that man, flying in the air.
Look at that man, the sword light is as bright as the sun.
Look at that man, he split a sharp long knife with a wave of his hand!
Look at that man, one sword kills the brave general of Beihai!
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"This is the 'White Phoenix' that can make all armies fall in admiration!" Gu Yunyuan covered his eyes, but he couldn't hide the dazzling figure under his eyes.
In the imperial capital, General Fengying beside the Seven Brothers has restrained her radiance and vigor, but she is just a beautiful and proud woman. But at this moment, on the battlefield where the yellow sand is rolling and the blood is raining, she is the phoenix that spreads its wings and soars into the sky, with a dazzling beauty, colorful brilliance, and an unparalleled arrogance that scorches the world.
But... a woman like this often hides a lot of scars behind that brilliant light.
Seeing Fu Huan's death, the Beihai soldiers in Guicheng collapsed, but the Eastern Army became more courageous and unstoppable. The two generals Li and Qin at the North Gate and West Gate heard the news, so they didn't care about the order to defend the city, so they ordered all the troops under their command to count Hundreds of remnant soldiers fled for their lives, while General Ye at the East Gate surrendered directly.
"Book of the East? Benji? Biography of Emperor Wei Lie" records: On June 24th in the third year of Yuanding, the emperor led his army to break through Guicheng, and the guard Fu Huan was killed by the sword of General Fengying.
Hundreds of years later, when the famous historian Kun Wudan named "Jianbi" commented on the battle of the three cities of the Great Eastern Expedition to Beihai in his "On the Hundred Battles of the Great East", he analyzed the reasons for the fiasco of Beihai: First of all, the overall situation is unfavorable. Beihai first lost the coalition forces of the alliance Mengcheng, and then took the lead in sending troops to Dadong Dayi's name; then it lost its troops, and Dadong's troops were more than 80,000 more than Beihai; thirdly, it was to deal with the coming of Dadong The menacing Northern Expedition had an inappropriate strategy. It blindly took a defensive position, lost its vigor, and divided the 120,000 troops into three cities, causing the troops to disperse. In the end, the commander-in-chief was defeated. Although Fu Huan was known as a famous general in Beihai, Beihai had been stable for more than 20 years, and there were only some minor frictions with Dongmen and Mongolia. It is far from being able to compare with Dong Shixiu and Feng Duying who came from the **** turbulent times.
Because of this battle, later generations judged Fu Huan as "not worthy of his name". The only thing worthy of his title of famous general was his death. People think it is an honor for him. No one knew that back then, when the long sword pierced his throat, and when Fu Huan fell from a high altitude, the only thought that flashed through his mind was: how can there be such a woman in the world, who kills people like a flower and shows no fear.
With a trace of incomprehensible compassion, Fu Huan closed his eyes in the yellow dust below the Guicheng city.
However, Fu Huan's defeat was almost fatal to Bei Hai.
******
The setting sun is like a noble and gorgeous dancer. Bright cold light, slowly coming from the horizon.
In Guicheng after the war, as far as the eye can see, there are corpses lying horizontally, scattered armor, and coagulated blood.
Soldiers are cleaning up the battlefield, picking up those broken swords, picking up those unowned severed limbs, lifting up those lost companions and enemies... Everyone is doing everything in silence, and the sky over Guicheng is shrouded. With a heavy dignified.
The wind alone shadow stands on the city tower quietly, watching all this silently, in the pale moon and sparse stars, her figure looks tall and straight but lonely, like a phoenix standing alone on a high cliff.
Although the siege has won a great victory, it is hard to feel the pride and joy of the winner in my heart.
I still remember the first time that the blood stained the broken sword, the jade master asked her if she could put down the sword in her hand, and return it to the boudoir from now on, and live an ordinary and peaceful life. At that time, she looked at her elder brother standing in front of him holding a sword, and said, "I want to walk with my elder brother." The Jade Master sighed, and asked if he would be accompanied by blood all his life, would he not regret it? Her answer was to walk towards her brother holding the blood-stained sword.
From that moment on, she knew that she was a murderer!
No matter how great achievements she has made in this life, no matter how high the history books will praise her in the future, none of these can erase the crimes on her body. Entwined with countless souls of the dead, in this life, the crime of killing is as heavy as a mountain, and it also follows like a shadow.
She is willing to commit murder, she is willing to die in purgatory.
She doesn't regret the choice she made at the beginning, let alone what she has done in her life.
It's just... when will it end?
This is a battlefield like hell, these soldiers who died tragically, this blood-stained land... When will all this stop?
There has been a hundred years of chaos, and there will be a hundred years of peace in the future?
Standing silently on the tower, looking into the distance, a ray of tiredness came to her heart, with a heavy mountain on her chest, and her mind was at a loss.
At this moment, suddenly a clear flute sound came, but the faint sound was very clear on this silent battlefield, and everyone was surprised for a while.
The sound of the flute is light and lingering, as if it is raining from the sky, fluttering and falling on the battlefield, and there is a trace of cold sadness in the haze, as if God is crying for these silent soldiers, Fear and sorrow poured out slowly with this rain-like flute. After a while, the sound of the flute suddenly changed, becoming light and elegant, as if the breeze had blown away the misty rain and mist, and the sorrow and sorrow were blown away. But it became soft and quiet, as if it was a lullaby sung by a mother, gently comforting these tired children. Those who heard it were as warm and safe as being embraced by their mother...
At that moment, everyone in Guicheng was intoxicated by the flute music. The flute music seemed to have magical power. Danning... Even if you are as firm as the wind and a lonely shadow, you are also regretful for the flute music.
Looking as far as the eye can see, there is a faint figure on the hills far outside the city. With a thought, she flew up almost without thinking, and flew towards the hills. The last coda sound faded away from the dream.
When flying to the foot of the hill, the flute music just ended.
Looking up, there is a figure standing on a high hill, slender and straight, with a moon wheel as bright as jade hanging in the black silk-like night sky behind him, as if that person is standing in the middle of the moon, with azure sky The sleeves of her clothes fluttered in the night wind, clear as a green man, although she couldn't see her face clearly due to the distance, but the wind spirit was outstanding, like a heavenly man.
The people on the hill saw Feng Duying flying towards him, turned around and left.
"Stop!" Feng Duying leaped into the air again and flew towards the hill.
When the people on the hill heard the sound and looked back, Yingying Yuehua outlined half of their profile. Looking from a distance, the arcs of the eyebrows and eyes were vaguely familiar, and the wind in the flight could see it alone. As soon as she dispersed, her figure began to fall, she hurriedly restrained her thoughts, flew down the treetops with the force of her fall, and then raised her breath to jump up again.
"Gah!" A clear bird cry sounded, and then a **** eagle flew over from the night sky, and arrived at the hill in an instant.
"Stop!" Feng Duying uttered again, but the people on the hill no longer looked back, nor did they pause, but stepped onto the big eagle.
"Gah!" The Xuandiao fluttered its wings and flew up.
When Feng Duying leaped to the hill, Xuan Diao had already carried that person on his back and flew into the air.
Standing on the hill, panting slightly, she watched a person and an eagle flying across the sky, flying over the bright moon, gradually flying farther and farther away, and finally disappeared into the vast night.
Who is this person? Why play the flute here?
I only heard the sound of the flute just now, as if it was played for Guicheng alone, just to appease the tired and numb soldiers and the lost souls after the war.
Is this person passing by by chance? Or...
Thinking of the glimpse just now, although it was blurred, it seemed as if he had seen it somewhere. In this world, the only person who can play the flute so movingly, the only thing she can think of is the fourth brother Fengji, but the fourth brother is far away in the imperial capital, and how can he avoid it?
On the hill, the wind alone looks up at the night sky, the stars and the moon are shining brightly, and my heart feels lost.
******
After the capture of Guicheng, the Eastern Army took a short rest and set off in two routes on June 27. One route led by Feng Duying, marched eastward, and the other route led by Shixiu eastward, marched westward. The two armies took the trend of splitting up and attacking, and continued their journey to the North Sea.
On July 1st, Feng Duying broke through the city of Bin.
On July 3, Dong Shixiu broke through Pingcheng.
On July 7th, Feng Duying broke through the mandala.
On July 8th, Dong Shixiu broke through Diancheng.
On July 11th, Feng Duying arrived at Zongcheng, and the guard Kaesong surrendered.
On the twelfth day of the seventh month, Dong Shixiu arrived at the city, but found that it was an empty city, and the guards had already led the crowd to flee.
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Thus, the two armies of Dadong marched towards the North Sea with an irresistible momentum, and the defenders of Beihai either broke the city and died, or fled in anticipation of the wind, or surrendered the city. In just one month, most of the city in Beihai has been captured.
By August 6th, the two armies of Feng Duying and Dong Shixiu met in Xuancheng, and surrounded the royal capital of Beihai.
"Shoot the arrow book: The army will not attack the city for three days, whether it is a surrender or a war, I hope the King of Beihai will be cautious." Dong Shixiu Gaoju immediately pointed to Xuancheng.
"Wait a minute, Your Majesty." Xu Shi, who was accompanying the army, stepped forward immediately, "Now the victory of our court has been decided, and there is an isolated city in Beihai. Your Majesty has come here personally, so why not send an envoy to enter the city dignifiedly with the imperial edict, Accepting the book from Beihai with a 100-meter brocade battle ceremony will show your majesty's demeanor as a sage, and also show the courage of our great country."
Dong Shixiu glanced at Xu Shi when he heard the words, and when he raised his hand, Long Tu came forward holding the pen. He took the pen, tore off a piece from the cloak, and took Long Tu's back as an example, swiping the pen Next, there is a line of big characters flying like dragons flying and phoenix dancing. After finishing writing, he stretched it out against the wind, and stretched out his right hand again. Long Tu offered his bow and arrow. When he drew the long bow, he turned his head and glanced at Xu Shi, and said, "The two hundred thousand cavalry are approaching the capital of Beihai King." Is it possible that the king of the North Sea still doesn't know my power?"
Xu Shi was stunned.
"Xu Shi, I don't need those ostentations, I just want the king of Beihai to choose between surrender and battle!" After the voice fell, the bowstring rang, and the long arrow flew away with lightning speed.
Seeing the iron arrow whizzing past, like a silver lightning piercing the sky, thousands of soldiers raised their swords and guns:
"Wei! Wei! Wei!"
The shout reverberated between the heaven and the earth, as if it could shake the sky and the earth, it made the people in Xuancheng panic.
On that day, the Eastern Army camped a hundred feet away from Xuancheng.