Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 25: A painful choice
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Waltz forever.
One dance is shocking, and one dance is intriguing.
Looking at the young girl in Yaocheng who danced in the window, she remembered the stunning scene forever.
So later, when football and waltz swept the continent and became the most sought-after elegant sports and entertainment by the aristocracy of the continent. Almost everyone held a grand waltz competition and elected the queen of dance. Yao The people in the city have always believed that the most beautiful dance in this world, unprecedented, took place in the first month of the 16th year of Wuji Zhengning, a night of undefeated flowers after the snow, and no one can surpass it.
However, it seems that all the stunning beauty in the world is destined to not last forever. This amazing dance has not been able to finish.
That night, the silk and bamboo orchestral version of "The Blue Danube" has been flowing quietly. After a time and space and centuries of classic music, it fully displays its unchanging charm. The garden is quiet and controlled. Breath, as light as the wind wandering in the middle of the night.
But there was a rush to break the silence of the night.
Immediately, the knight kept silent and reined in front of the county government office. A figure flashed on the wall, and a black-clad guard flashed out. The knight handed a letter with both hands and immediately returned.
The man in black stared at the specially marked lacquer on the envelope, hesitated, and finally returned to the county government garden.
His figure slid across the eaves very quickly, and finally fell to the roof of the quiet room, reaching out and tapping three times.
Yuan Zhaoxuan suddenly shook slightly.
He raised his eyes, and his eyes became sober and sharp.
Three knocks, emergency military report.
Meng Fuyao noticed his abnormality, and he subconsciously stagnated, and his steps were disordered.
With a snap, there is a sudden sound of string breaking in the compartment.
The luthiers who have been fascinatingly watching this swirling dance, because of the dazzling dance, Meng Fuyao is very involved, their breathing and fingers are also chaotic, like a gurgling spring, suddenly turned into flying rocks Splashing in, interrupted the smooth and smooth way forward.
Meng Fuyao sighed, slowly let go of his hand, stepped back, and motioned to the luthier to stop playing.
She raised her eyes, smiled at Yuan Zhaoxu, and said, "Chinese people advocate the doctrine of the mean. The so-called strong extreme is insulting. Things that are too perfect can never last. This song "Blue Danube" stops here. It’s good too."
Yuan Zhaohui looked at her quietly and said for a while, "Shuyao, I hope I can finish it with you one day."
Meng Fuyao smiled without answering. The world is like water rushing and changing. Who dares to promise tomorrow?
Just like this peaceful and beautiful night, there are still a hundred thousand urgent military sentiments to destroy the warmth of this moment.
Yuan Zhaoxuan waved his hand and closed the window sash. When he opened the military report, his face changed slightly.
Meng Fuyao looked at him. If something could make Yuan Zhaohuo change color, it must be no small thing. She didn't ask, didn't talk, didn't disturb, and gave Yuan Zhaofu room to think.
After a long while, Yuan Zhao rubbed his fingers, and the military report turned into scraps. He stood up and said, "Swing, the neighboring country on the north line, Gaoluo, is in trouble, and 500,000 troops are gathered to attack by sea. I have to rush Back to Zhongzhou."
Meng Fuyao jumped up in shock, fighting on two fronts! This is a disaster for any country!
Yuan Zhaoxuan stretched out his hand to appease her and patted her shoulder, saying, "Gao Luo has always surrendered to our country, and he is cautious. In recent years, the power of the DPRK has changed, and a group of ambitious figures and new generals have appeared. Tory, the Gao Luo merchant in the brothel, is actually their work. After the'Chunshen Pavilion' is sealed, I expect them to move sooner or later. As expected, rest assured, it's okay, but I will go back after all."
If Meng Fuyao realized something, "You originally expected Gao Luo to have a change, didn't you? Ordinarily, you should have been in Zhongzhou, but you came..."
Yuan Zhaoxuan turned his head and smiled, his eyes gleaming brightly under the lights, "I do what I think is worthwhile, I think I am worth it."
He stood up, walked a few steps towards the door, and turned around, "Fuyao, I hope I am the kind of man who will abandon the country and abandon his home to follow the beautiful woman, but I'm sorry, I can't do it."
Meng Fuyao blinked, looked at him, and said, "A man with a sense of responsibility is a true man. This responsibility includes not only friends, family, and country, but also in it."
"You always make me sigh like this," Yuan Zhaoxuan looked at her deeply, "Shuyao, you want to push away all feelings because of your hardship, but you don't know that as long as you exist, everything you can express at will, They are irresistibly attractive to some people."
Meng Fuyao was silent for a while, and smiled bitterly, "That's because my existence was originally a mistake."
"Stubborn little fool..." Yuan Zhaoxu smiled not discouraged, and suddenly leaned forward and pressed a feather-like kiss on her forehead. "But I still feel that meeting you is worth my life. ."
The faint scent from his actions, along with the cool night breeze at dawn, drifts in the crystal-shining quiet room, immersing in a light and tranquil atmosphere, and the early waking birds flap their wings, tactfully. There was a low groan, as if to make a beautiful sequel to this night.
"Shuyao."
"Huh?"
"You are so beautiful tonight."
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Yuan Zhaoxu rode a fast horse and hurriedly left Yaocheng. Before leaving, he left a letter to Fuyao. Meng Fuyao burned the letter after reading it for a long while pondering. ‘
At the same time, the hapless Master Yuanbao was left behind. After the 108th courtship was rejected, Master Yuanbao went to heal again. When it was cured, he came back to find the master, but he met with a smile. The love rival who can see the teeth but not the eyes, the rival told it very gleefully that his master gave it to her.
Master Yuan Bao was struck with grief and thunder, and immediately Sa Yazi chased out of the county government. She just jumped on a horse and was grabbed by her love rival. He said disgustedly, "Don't toss my horse. You chewed on your neck and it hurts, and you haven’t recovered yet."
Master Yuanbao failed to court and was "transferred", so sad that his aunt came three times a month, and Meng Fuyao didn't care about it. Anyway, this mouse has a superb healing ability. You see it beats its chest all day like a concubine, but it has never been less. Had a meal.
Basically, Meng Fuyao believes that any sadness that does not affect appetite is false sadness.
She now stays in the county office every day, occasionally watching football. After the unprecedented dance that night, her identity as a woman was inevitably exposed. Many teenagers who participated in the dance that night were dumped by her, courtiers There was an endless stream, and Meng Fu was so disturbed that she often slipped out of the house with makeup. She was engaged in the construction of Yao City for a while, and suddenly realized that she was going to leave after all. Traveling around the countries is also an indispensable thing. To earn some money for myself, I contacted the big families in the city, and agreed to raise funds to start a club, imitate the modern clubhouse and implement the membership system, and the scarcity is more expensive. The appetite is raised first, and then the entertainment industry in Yaocheng is slowly developed. Meng Fuyao In Yaocheng’s brothel, I deliberately searched for women with good body, flexibility and savvy to be dancers, and signed contracts with them, not to sell themselves, and at the same time enjoyed a series of welfare benefits. For a time, Yaocheng people flocked to them, Meng Fuyao was even more sensational Advertised on the club’s signboard: Love dance, noble waltz, you deserve it!
Therefore, people who feel that they are "worthy of possession" are in an endless stream, and they almost crossed the threshold of the clubhouse.
The days flowed peacefully, and Daheng Meng’s international dance promotion career was in full swing. He dreamed of the wonderful days when he counted money and got cramps, but he didn’t know the crisis was approaching quietly.
Yuyang Kui came in agitation, breaking the neon clothes feather song.
Wuji Zhengning's 16th year, the 28th day of the first month, Yaocheng is calm as usual.
The sky is clear blue, the morning light is full of dew, and the morning wind in the south of the winter is a bit chilly, the owner of the Liu family who drove out of the city tightened his neck.
He rushed to sell fabrics in neighboring counties. Recently, Yaocheng has become popular in dance clothes, and even the silk fabrics are in short supply. Mr. Liu, who runs a silk and satin shop, is very good at seizing business opportunities. He got up early and went to buy goods. People who are out of the city gate.
He went out of the city and within ten miles, he saw a puff of black smoke rising in the distance, covering the sky like a giant eagle spreading its wings and swooping down.
Boss Liu opened his eyes wide and carefully identified it for a while, and finally vaguely saw the array that appeared in front of him, the colorful leather armor, the flying double-headed snake flag, and the scimitar reflecting the sun. .
His hand shivered, his horse whip fell on the car, and he was stunned for a long time before he shouted frantically, shouting and running back desperately.
"Rong people are calling!"
On the twenty-eighth day of the first lunar month, when the New Year is just around the corner, Tieqi Fengyan suddenly appeared on the horizon of Yaocheng without warning. The troops of Nan Rong and Bei Rong were obviously encircled on the two wings of Suishui, preparing for a decisive battle with the German army. , But suddenly changed the route, Midu Suishui, appeared in front of Yaocheng, surrounded Yaocheng.
When receiving the news, Meng Fuyao was watching the ball. She was stunned when she heard the words. She was always on guard. There were scouts sent to investigate the military situation every day. Why did the army approaching ten miles away from the city did not receive any news?
However, it is no longer the time to pursue this issue. Meng Fuyao immediately ordered two teams to send out two teams. One team immediately went to the King of Germany for help, and the other team drove out thirty miles. Please stationed at Baiting Yao Chenghu Army rescue. Immediately closed the city gate and ordered all soldiers to defend the city.
Fortunately, in Yaocheng’s weapons storehouse, all kinds of weapons are complete. Not long after Meng Fuyao arrived, he was afraid that the Rong people would make trouble. After collecting their weapons, they used football to pay for the big family’s pockets. Weapons and armors that had been rusty and moldy were replaced and repaired, and a series of defense tools were even prepared. However, there were too few defenders in the city. There were only 1,000 people. Among them, there were vacancies. According to the boss's visual observation, the army has a total of fifty thousand, eight hundred to fifty thousand, how to fight?
Shou? If you can mobilize the brave and brave soldiers in the city to defend the city, you might be able to hold on until reinforcements arrive, but how about using the soldiers to defend the city? Na Meng Fuyao had to hang himself on the latch to ensure that none of them secretly opened the gate in the middle of the night and "put brother into the city."
As soon as Tiecheng got the news, he came to Meng Fuyao and patted his chest, "Give me weapons, I will find someone by myself, and defend the city for you!"
Meng Fuyao was in a bad mood and kicked him out of the door.
After kicking out the door, she washed her face, put on makeup, and went to work with a look of energy. Yao Cheng people were panicking. Seeing the beautiful City Lord Meng didn't panic, she went to sit in the hall with more grace than before. A lot was settled for a while.
Yaocheng Han people and Rong people basically account for half of them. Naturally, the Han people are the most unwilling to break the city. Although the Rong people have less worries, the soldiers are fierce. Who can guarantee that the "brothers" who kill the red eye will enter the city. Later, will their heads be chopped off easily? When killing people, no one would ask if you were Han or Rong. This is the truth Meng Fuyao instilled in them some time ago, which made the Yaocheng Rong people who had expected the Rong brothers to occupy the city a lot of stability.
Although the hearts of the people are still stable, the war inevitably begins.
On the first day, just after camping, the army began to attack the city.
The army forward Uha led three thousand people as the attacking striker. Uha is a rare warrior with both arms and strength in the army. He is also bold and domineering. He issued a military order in front of the army and will definitely make his first battle. Cheng, take Rongcheng, if you can't mention the head of City Lord Yao, he will offer his head!
Three thousand army soldiers, colored robe and colored armor, saber with bow, like a large cloud of blue, purple and dark blue haze, rumbling with faint electric light, the first bald general used a heavy weapon like the vajra , With a light wave, the ground was filled with smoke, rolling up a layer of ground.
The first battle is very important to both sides. The defenders on the castle tower are like enemies. Meng Fuyao smiled and didn't care much. He only came when he was full. When he came, he brought a bunch of craftsmen and killed him. Everyone didn't know what she was going to play with a high platform on the tower, and they had never seen anyone who built a high platform on the tower to resist the enemy.
Wuha shouts for battle under the city as usual. The Rong people are aggressive. It is a necessary procedure to shout for battle before attacking the city. Meng Fuyao ignored it at all and waited for the high platform to be built. Meng Fuyao climbed up to the high platform and waved his arm. .
The neatly dressed football players of the two teams caught the ball and kicked the ball.
No...Football defender?
The Han people who came to help defend the city looked up at this alternative way of defending the city, and they were all startled.
The whistle on the tower is bursting, you are fighting for me, downstairs, Uha who is shouting for the battle is dumbfounded, what kind of battle is this? What is the round thing flying up the tower? witchcraft?
Football one after another, the shouts of the players shook the sky, the three thousand army soldiers looked at them, Wu Ha saw that he forgot where he was standing, and at first he was guarded against what kind of new weapon the ball was, but after watching for a long time, that The ball only flew up and down the opponent's tower, and Wu Haqian, who led the team, was unattended there. It seemed that no one was paying attention to him. He retreated and lost his mind. There was no way to stay and watch the ball.
The ball was suddenly snatched by Tiecheng. A fake gesture bowed and raised his foot to shoot, but the opponent fought over, and the ball fell to the ground with a hook, and the football flew out of the city wall uncontrollably .
Tiecheng jumped up and shouted, "Foul! Foul!"
Uha has vaguely seen the doorways and benefits, he couldn't help but laugh when he saw this trick, and laughed, "That silly boy, you have no defensive heart!" Watching the football spin down the city , I felt itchy feet and shouted, "Look at grandpa kicking you a beautiful one!"
He jumped up, rolled over sharply in mid-air, raised his leg and kicked to meet the ball, and the enchanted soldiers cheered together.
"Good!"
"Boom!"
One leg flew out suddenly.
The ball exploded insidiously.
Uha's leg exploded to the roots, blood gushing out like spring water, the yellow ground was soaked, there was a pool of shocking blood on the ground, Uha fainted without a hum.
The military army watching the battle in the distance went into chaos. As soon as they failed to attack the main general, they had never encountered such a situation before. They hurriedly retreated and carried Wuha down while cursing.
The football team upstairs laughed and Tiecheng yelled, "How is this grandpa's trick?" Meng Fuyao, a men's wearer, walked out of the men's clothing, with her dark-colored shirt, her eyebrows pierced, and she straddled her. Going up the city wall, laughed and slapped the bricks on the wall, and made an extremely contemptuous gesture to the army.
The wind blew her black hair, and the girl's eyes were as black as onyx, without shame.
Such a gaze met the gaze of the army general in the distance, bright and fearless eyes into the fierce and cold eyes, not giving way.
Meng Fuyao sneered, condescendingly.
She has studied the temperament of the Rong people. They are both aggressive, violent and arrogant. She is also afraid of being hard-headed. She is here for the first time. She grabs the upper hand and humiliates the city. Changing someone else’s army will definitely order an attack on the city. Not necessarily, they will think and weigh, and will hesitate to see your strength clearly.
What's more, Meng Fuyao, the commander of the Rong army, asked about it. It was the spy of the South Rong who lurked in Bei Rong and helped the younger brother of the North Rong to usurp the throne. People who act more cautiously.
Sure enough, the army did not continue the attack that day.
The city of Yao was full of joy, and the people with a heart in the heart saw that they had magically killed the opposing generals by playing football, resisting the first wave of attacks, and easily retired the army. They couldn’t help but rejoice and hide. The people who entered the house walked back to the street teahouse and wine shop, chatting wildly about the new story of "Towers retreat with one goal."
"Hey! Young Master Tie's kick is really beautiful! But didn't the football keep playing? Why didn't it explode before?"
"Hey, you are so stupid to say you are stupid. Didn't see Master Tie make a stooping motion? The ball was changed at that time, otherwise the generals would relax their vigilance and kick them."
"This is all right. As long as we resist today’s first attack, we can be safe. The Baiting Army is nearby, and the German King’s Army is not far away. You can come in one day and wait until tomorrow. , Maybe you can see the banner of His Royal Highness King Germany, haha......"
The streets are full of excited crowds, the lights come on again and again, dotted with the bustling city, the people on the street come in and out from various places, and then rush to where they should go, until the night is deep. The lamps of various colors were blown out one by one, and they were carefully taken back.
Boss Wang of the Apricot Tea House in Niujiao Alley, Yaocheng was turning off the light. He suddenly saw a shadow in the dark. He was shocked, holding the light and looking at him, he saw that it was City Lord Meng standing in the corner. Looking out of the sky.
"City Lord Meng...Why are you here?" Boss Wang looked at Meng Fuyao's expression in a puzzled manner. The city lord...looks a bit wrong...
"Oh, it's okay, come out and stroll around." Meng Fuyao turned his head like a awakening, smiled at him and walked away.
A military newspaper was in her palm, and the rough paper rubbed her delicate skin tightly.
Since she received the military report, she has been wandering the street aimlessly for a long time until she was awakened by this person.
A few days ago, the Baiting Army was transferred to Suishui by the German King and was incorporated into the Huben Camp. The Huben Camp was stationed in the town outside Suishui, and it is said to be a full-scale encirclement of the military. .
This is the news from the people asking for help from the Baiting Army, and from King De...Meng Fuyao faintly felt that she probably couldn't wait for the reinforcements.
How long can I see the bustling city? How do these excited people who are in the dark face the disappointment of the next day than a day?
This moonless night, Meng Fuyao stood in the shadows for a long time, until the night dew was wet all over his body, and then slowly let go.
Some shattered confetti flew from her palm like a butterfly.
The reinforcements did not come.
Since that day, Yao Cheng has fallen into hardship.
I have to say that Meng Fuyao is already a very cautious city lord-changing to another city lord, when the army is on the side, and there are guards nearby, he will inevitably be defensive and slack, but Meng Fuyao does not. She has always been prepared for danger in times of peace, and has never relaxed Yaocheng's military defenses. During the short period of the city lordship, she even strengthened Yaocheng's walls and urn city.
As a transitional city between the Rong and the inland, Yao Cheng rarely owns the Urn City, which makes Meng Fuyao useful. She is between the 30-meter wall and the Urn City. There are six city defenses, iron brier, antler wood, horse trap, horse-rejecting wall, moat, and finally the city wall.
Because of the limited conditions of the army, the cavalry was precious. In the second attack, Meng Fuyao sent the army directly into the city. The doors on both sides were closed. There was a female wall on the city on the four sides of the crossbow platform. There were six cities to guard against the danger of infantry. Three thousand cavalry entered, and when they came out, there were only less than two thousand left. After being hit hard by this, the army was stable for a few days. When it attacked for the third time, the army saw the direction of the wind and prepared for fire. After attacking, Meng Fu smashed countless simple footballs. The frightened army retreated again and again, but unexpectedly it was a fake football with pig urine bubble, which was full of water. After it cracked, the firewood was wet. The fourth attack was aborted. One of the soldiers took the lead and brazenly led the soldiers to forcibly climb the city with a hook-up flight ladder. They were shot through by an arrow 30 meters away by Meng Fuyao and nailed to the wall. The army retreated again in an uproar.
Lian Ke Rongjun, the people of Rongcheng who had been late because of reinforcements recovered a bit of morale. Tiecheng quietly asked Meng Fuyao whether the army would retreat.
At that time, Meng Fu shook his head and looked at a certain direction in the sky. After a long while, he said lightly, "No, the matter is far from over... Our most difficult moment is finally coming."
The fact was once again unfortunately anticipated by her. When the army found that Yao Cheng was a hard bone that could not be gnawed at, they trivially adopted the tactics that normal troops would adopt under such circumstances, and besieged the city.
There is not much food and grass in Yaocheng—it should have been more, but the King of Germany wrote a few days ago that Huazhou and other places responsible for transporting military rations have not delivered supplies because the rivers are dry this winter and the food ships are unable to navigate. At that time, Qianfengying could not be without food for a day. King De drew food and grass from Yaocheng and promised to return the food and grass as soon as he arrived in Huazhou-now it seems that he has no stomach to eat when he returns.
Grass and grass can still last for about ten days, but the most dangerous thing now is not the food and grass, but this city where Rong and Han live together. It is like a gunpowder barrel with sparks in it all the time. If you don’t pay attention, you may be given by people inside. It exploded, and only relying on eight hundred guards to fight against the harassment of powerful enemies from time to time has been exhausted and exhausted. How to guard against the heavy fire inside?
Seek help from Yuan Zhaoxu? He should have already gone to the east coast of the coast at this time, and it would take more than half a month to cross almost the entire Promise Kingdom. Can he wait to get it again and again? Besides, is there no war in his place? Meng Fuyao didn't want to rely on him unrealistically, her Yaocheng, she would protect herself.
Meng Fuyao is thin, so thin that her cheekbones are slightly protruding, and her complexion is a little haggard. Only one pair of eyes are still bright like the early morning stars. She ordered Yaocheng’s grain to be rationed, and she was the first to deduct it. I only eat two steamed buns a day for my own ration, and strictly refuses the food delivered by Tiecheng, but I will still accept all kinds of fruit and preserves-Master Yuanbao is already very unlucky to be dumped when he is broken in love. lose weight.
She didn’t know. There was a group of people who had quarreled carefully about her plan. It was Yuan Zhaoxu’s private guard left behind. Yuan Zhaoxu took half of it and left half. He The only instruction when leaving is: protect her!
The opinions of the guards are divided into two factions. One faction must rush to help and report to the master, and the other faction disagrees, believing that the military forces of the two sides are very different at this time, and the army may break through Yao City at any time. It is their responsibility to protect Meng Fuyao, so they can no longer disperse their strength. The latter opinion finally prevailed. Those people in black who were invisible to Meng Fuyao continued to hide in silence, waiting for some Stormy moments.
The people in Yaocheng have been waiting for many days, and they have long lost the expectation of the arrival of reinforcements. They lined up every day in front of the county government to receive food in silence, and then numbly ate it. On the streets and corners, they gradually grabbed food. There are people who are provoking and fighting, and there are people walking on the road who are suddenly under pressure and banging their heads. The gloomy atmosphere of despair and abandonment is like a silent, sticky rain that spreads silently in Yaocheng.
Meng Fuyao locked herself in the county office, and no one was seen. Except for routinely going up to the city to command and guard the city and arrange guards, she almost stayed at home. The restlessness between her brows gradually disappeared. Instead, they were determined and quiet. On the ninth day, she suddenly asked Yao Xun to bring food. Yao Xun brought Qingshui steamed buns, and Meng Fu waved his hand.
"Meat, I want to eat meat!"
Yao Xun stared at her with wide eyes. He didn't understand how this ascetic monk had suddenly changed **** recently. Meng Fuyao didn't explain, the wind and the wind swept away, and he got up and left.
Walking halfway, suddenly turned around and said, "Yao Xun, your look is wrong recently, is there anything on your mind?"
Yao Xun was in a trance. She asked this question unexpectedly, and was shocked. Ai Ai replied, "...no, no..."
"Follow me, I've wronged you," Meng Fuyao ignored him, and said to himself, "You are also a'God's Palm Gang' helper anyway, stealing is your main business, and following me as a housekeeper is a waste of your talent Now, Yaocheng is in danger, there is no need to tie you together. If you want to go, just go."
After she finished speaking, Yao Xun, who was not waiting for her tongue to answer, strode out.
The early morning sun shot down from the sky unobstructed and direct. Meng Fuyao raised his hand to block the sun, blinked and smiled.
She stretched out her hand, her thin palm was illuminated by the pale light, and she slowly clenched her fist, as if holding the piece of sunlight.
After today, she may not be able to see such a beautiful and pure sun.
Those things to be done, the place to go, may swallow all her future like a black hole, and on the way to there, there may be more difficult things waiting for her.
But what does it matter? Being alive, doing what you think you should do, and heading against the wind in your own perseverance and loneliness, is it just as happy and unrestrained, right?
Though there are millions of people, I am going.
"Pop!" Meng Fuyao kicked open the gate of the county office and strode out.
A lot of Han people gathered outside the door, helping the old and the young, looking at her eagerly.
The food and grass in the city is almost running out. The people are waiting for her to come up with new ideas. In their hearts, this city owner who brings football, waltz, clubs and all kinds of novel entertainment is a smart person with fresh and unconventional behavior. They believed that she would come up with a clever and powerful countermeasure against the enemy.
Meng Fuyao looked at these eager eyes, looked at those hungry and horrified eyes, suddenly got stuck in his heart, opened his mouth, and suddenly couldn't say what he had originally thought.
She closed her eyes and raised her head to the sky.
A faint wind swept over, and there was a slight sweet smell in the wind, spring is almost here...
No matter how late spring comes, those flowers that bloom in the fields will always grow...
Meng Fu shook his head and opened his eyes, his eyes clear and determined.
"Fathers and villagers, Yaocheng is in danger and it is difficult to support. The city breaks only in the moment. The so-called people who know the current affairs are the talents. If you resist to the end, the day the city breaks will be the time when Yaocheng’s life will be destroyed. If you want to spend the lives of tens of thousands of fathers and elders, and want to bury the hands of the army, this city... is not guarded!"
The words were utterly shocked, like a thunderbolt blasting into the crowd, and the people all lost their voices.
Yao Xun and Tiecheng, who rushed over, looked at Meng Fuyao in shock. They couldn't believe that the words came from her. Meng Fuyao didn't look at anyone, and pressed his lips tightly, and said nothing.
For a while, there was a sharp howl, and the crowd stunned like steel knives trembled.
"You selfish, shameless, mean and vicious woman! You are going to sell Yaocheng!"
Someone is scolding:
"You are crazy! You are crazy! You want to take the lives of the Han people in Yaocheng to save yourself!"
Someone picked up a stone and smashed it, "Smash you bitch!"
More people started crying and rushing to plead.
"We can fight! Let's go to defend the city together! We picked up the house and went up to the tower! Castle Lord, don't offer the city... His Royal Highness will come!"
The children who had not yet grown up crawled over in tears, clinging to the corner of Meng Fuyao's clothes from the crevices, hugging her legs and crying, tears falling on her boots little by little.
"The city lord...the city lord...can't...can't...they will kill us as soon as you fall...please, please..."
The old people stretched out their skinny and bloodless hands, and fell tremblingly among the crowd. They climbed up and fell down again. The old man looked at her with tears shaking his hands, "The city lord...
The crowd rushed up in a panic, like a whirlpool rolled up by the violent wind, tumbling, clamoring, crowding and entangled, and Meng Fuyao was in the center of the whirlpool, and all those rushes were rushing On her body, those heart-piercing pleadings and crying tears were shed on her body, her thin figure wrapped in it, like a small boat in the raging sea that is about to be submerged at any time.
Meng Fuyao always stood upright, without a trace of tears on her pale face, not even the expression in her eyes, she kept raising her head slightly, looking in the far direction, for a long while, she slowly stretched out Take out the right hand that has been behind his back.
With a baggage in his hand, Meng Fuyao slowly opened it.
The crying noise and madness stopped abruptly, and there was a dead silence in the crowd.
Baoguli is the official seal of the city lord of Yaocheng, Yaocheng Hubo, and the case file of Yaocheng Criminal Division... It is the proof of all the representatives of the power of governance in Yaocheng County.
Meng Fuyao held the bag of things and slowly swayed towards the crowd blankly.
The determination has been made and cannot be changed.
Seeing this bag of things, the Han people’s last hope was wiped out. They stared at the bag in a daze, just like staring at their decapitated head.
Meng Fuyao stopped paying attention to them and said to the big heads of Yaocheng who rushed over, "You all heard me? I am going to surrender to Xiancheng today. You guys accompany me."
The big heads looked at her eyes and felt their hearts trembled, and nodded unconsciously. Meng Fuyao smiled without a smile, and slowly walked down the steps carrying the burden.
The true energy in her whole body has been released. Han Rui is as powerful as a blade. Some Han people who wanted to rush up were knocked away from a distance. Every time Meng Fuyao took a step forward, the people had to take a step back. The road was slowly let out.
More Han people rushed over, and they lined up in two long rows of people on the long street. Everyone watched her walking under the guard of Rong people in silence and silence, clenching their fists and staring. Grim and vicious, those hatreds shot out like arrow roots, each shot her through the heart, and blood and blood passed through this day's cool wind.
This is a long road, a road of shame.
Almost every time Meng Fuyao took a step, the Han people behind her would burst out an insult, and threw the things in her hand at her back—maybe it was a rotten vegetable, maybe it was half a hard bun. Maybe it’s a stone in a silt ditch...
Meng Fuyao straightened her back and didn't look back. Her hair was messed up, she was smashed by countless stones, and hung there funnyly. Her robe was quickly splattered with dirt and many children were stained. She was spitting and blowing her nose quickly, and she didn't even look at those yellow, yellow and white things hanging on the placket of her clothes.
No matter how long the road is, it will be over...
"No!"
A scream suddenly erupted behind him.
It’s Tiecheng.
He can no longer endure the oppression and suffocation at this moment. He can't endure just watching Meng Fuyao walking down such a path pointed to by all the people, watching her covered with dirt and dirt, watching With her thin and thin back walking away step by step, he felt that the world was in chaos and turned upside down. Those dirty stones and rotten vegetable leaves that whizzed away seemed to hit his heart little by little. Torn apart.
He roared wildly.
"No! She won't! No! No!"
He roared incoherently, and desperately ran up to stop the angry crowd, "She is not such a person, she is not she, she is not she is not!"
"You were fainted by beauty!" Someone sneered loudly, "You are blind and don't see the official seal?"
Someone sneered, "Didn't you say you want to marry her? You've been together for a long time, didn't you? Then, **** Rong, you can be with your bitch!"
The man waved his hand, and a stone whizzed up, hitting his forehead accurately, splashing blood, smearing a handful of blood, staring at the young man who hit the stone—they were playing football together the other day , Is the closest teammate.
He looked down at the blood in his hand, and suddenly understood Meng Fuyao's mood at this moment.
At this moment he suddenly remembered the Meng Fuyao he had seen during this period of time, the bright, bright, and daring woman who was firm as a rock at all, her black and white eyes often looked at Sui with worry. The direction of the water, or when the lights were on at midnight, she pondered silently, remembering her muttering to herself, "Let it die and be born..." He suddenly understood her in the light and flint.
She is going to surrender! The anger and attack of the people of Yaocheng City is her name to show her sincerity to the enemy camp! What will she do after surrendering? One person against fifty thousand troops, what can she do——
Tie Cheng was stunned there, and his whole body shuddered suddenly. He turned back and went after Meng Fuyao. However, the anger of people has been provoked by him. At this moment, the person who defended Meng Fuyao is also their enemy, destined to We must tie the pillar of shame together and be consumed by anger!
They rushed forward, tore their teeth with their heads, and Meng Fuyao couldn't get close, but Tiecheng could! Tiecheng was soon overwhelmed by the crowd. He struggled, ignoring those open fists and secretly kicking and struggling in the direction of Meng Fuyao among the flying rocks and mud, "She is not! She is not, she is not, she is really not! Meng Fuyao, don't don't don't! Don't ah—"
The last time he dragged on for a very long time, his long voice passed through the crowd with **** reverberations, and his voice was full of despair and helplessness. It was the despair and helplessness of seeing those who respected and admired walking towards despair, but they were powerless; that It was the despair and helplessness that saw people who voluntarily walked up to the altar were bitten by people who didn't know the truth and hated themselves but couldn't explain it; that stern voice was like a wolf howling that was abandoned by the tribe and independent Gaoya hissed at the moon.
The sound passed over the noisy crowd and passed clearly into Meng Fuyao's ears. Without turning her head back, she stepped forward in the predetermined direction. Finally, she stopped in front of the city gate and waved her hand to signal the Rong people to open the door. .
The city gate that had been closed for many days suddenly opened. Suddenly a flying arrow shot down above the city tower. The angry Han Chinese defenders finally aimed their arrows at their chief officer.
Meng Fuyao raised his hand, took all the arrows, broke them, and threw them on the spot. The long arrow hit the ground one foot, making a long mark on the ground.
She raised her head, the daylight shone through, and was divided by the wide doorway, half bright and half dark, Meng Fuyao stood at the border of black and white.
She held up her head, raised her feet, and stepped gently. This step will never be taken back. With this step, maybe she will never return to Yaocheng, or even all the places where she had been before. , And those who promised to wait for her are destined to never wait for another result.
She tightened her lips, with a force that was almost self-abuse, and that force caused a burning pain in her lips, but compared to the feeling in her heart, it was insignificant.
Then she lifted her foot and stepped lightly and without hesitation.
A loud shout suddenly came from behind.
"Fuyao——"
The roar that pierced through the seven sheets of strength, like a crash with a blood-colored iron leaf, came whizzing, and slammed into her with patience and persistence.
She finally burst into tears.