General Zhiyi

Chapter 56 The Abyss

At dawn, the general guarding the gate of the imperial city frowned and looked at the beautiful maid holding a badge in front of him, hesitating whether to let the people outside the city gate in. Although it is less than an hour since he left the city gate, it is still against the rules .

"Master Liu, the ones outside the door are relatives of Madam Liu's natal family. They are tired from traveling all night. If there is any further delay, Madam will punish the servants." The maid said, sobbing aggrievedly.

The general couldn't see a woman crying so much in front of him, thinking that she was also following orders, so he didn't want to embarrass the girl, so his heart softened, so he waved his hand and ordered the city gate to be opened.

Waiting outside the city gate was a caravan of more than a dozen people. The moment the city gate opened, the light shining through illuminated the face of the leader. Bloody Light, the moment he stepped into the city gate, he pulled out a knife and chopped off the head of a soldier who opened the gate with a wave of his hand.

The other soldier's eyes widened, and he turned around in panic to run away. Before he could utter an exclamation, he was cut in half from the back. The man laughed happily and snapped his fingers. They poured into the city and were buried in the night instantly...

At the same time, the nine tribes in the northwest suddenly launched a surprise attack, led by soldiers from the Yule Kingdom who were supposed to be far away in the southeast. At this time, a letter from the imperial city was delivered to Bai Zhou, and Yin Lian ordered him to abandon the city. The soldiers in the northern border retreated for three hundred miles, and all the Chicheng troops withdrew to the imperial city. city.

Bai Zhou never expected that Yin Liansheng would let him lead the Chicheng army to evacuate at such a critical moment. It was clear that he wanted to completely lose this large piece of land in the northwest. His heart was beating violently, and he faintly felt that the young The emperor might have expected something, and the imperial city was probably in danger.

So, what about Tang Jingxu...

"People of my clan can still fight without fear!" The woman stared at Yin Liansheng's face, yelled with a sharp voice, and committed suicide.

Yin Liansheng glanced at the corpse of the foreign race who broke into the imperial city, and his eyes fell on Tang Jingxu. His whole body was soaked in blood, and cold sweat flowed down his temples, gathering and dripping on his chin , looked calm, but his eyes were loose.

"Jingxu..." Yin Liansheng called softly.

Tang Jingxu swayed slightly, raised his eyes and smiled at Yin Liansheng nonchalantly, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's just a few little mice that jumped in, the gate of the city has been closed, and the big mice outside will be gone for a while. Can't come in yet."

Apparently, Tang Jingxu's forceful calm had no effect at all. The ministers who followed Yin Liansheng behind the closed city gate heard the shouts of enemy troops coming from all directions outside at unknown times. , all of them were sad.

Sooner or later, the gate of the city will be broken, and the country of Yin... is going to end...

Yin Liansheng didn't seem to hear the roaring noise outside, walked up to Tang Jingxu with a calm expression, gently held his hand, and said softly: "Jingxu, you are tired."

Tang Jingxu's smile froze, he squeezed his hand slightly, and held his hand back, his head fell limply on his shoulder, and said in a muffled voice: "Lian Sheng, every hour, I will sleep for an hour."

As soon as Tang Jingxu closed his eyes, a bunch of messy things flooded into Tang Jingxu's mind. For a while, Princess Zhiyang and Old General Tang sternly scolded, and for a while, the Canglang clan shouted "people from my clan can still do it!" Fighting", after a while, it was full of swords and swords, dripping with blood...

It was as if a huge hole had been pierced in his heart by a sharp ice pick, and the bone-piercing coldness and dull pain frantically rushed to his limbs and bones from the wound, tormenting him so much that he couldn't bear to die.

Yin Liansheng's hand caressed his back with inconceivable gentleness, Tang Jingxu unconsciously temporarily loosened his tense heartstrings, and his consciousness gradually became trance...

In the blink of an eye, Tang Jingxu opened his eyes suddenly like a frightened bird, raised his head from Yin Liansheng, his eyes were cold, and looked at the ministers behind him, before he could speak, Yin Liansheng said first: "Bai The general led the Chicheng Army back and arrived in about two days, but the northwest was attacked, and the Chicheng Army suffered heavy casualties, Jingxu, there is no hope."

Yin Liansheng's voice was extremely soft, but revealed a painful fact. Even so, Tang Jingxu shook his head and said softly: "I can last until Bai Zhou arrives, and then he will escort the emperor away."

"Shouldn't General Tang personally escort him?" Yin Liansheng looked at him indifferently.

Tang Jingxu laughed: "Jian Ji is the general who protects the country. If he doesn't fight here to the end, won't he bear the eternal infamy?"

Yin Liansheng realized his decision a long time ago. His eyes staring at Tang Jingxu were like a pool of deep water, silent and silent for a moment, then he smiled and said, "What a coincidence, I can't bear the infamy." Let's get together." And, now that things have happened, I don't want to run away anymore, after all, I can't bear to part with it.

Tang Jingxu frowned imperceptibly, did not speak, turned around and took the white armor sent by the servants in the mansion. This morning, he was disturbed by the massacre of alien races, and he didn't even have time to change clothes, so he finally closed the door The rats were slaughtered, and the enemy army was forced to the gate of the city. There was no room for him to delay, so he quickly changed into white armor and rectified the soldiers in the city.

The heavy rain poured down the imperial city thoroughly, but it couldn't extinguish the thousands of torches that burned all night.

Yin Liansheng stood on the city wall, staring at another part of the city wall with his eyes. There was a man in white clothes standing there. His pale faceless mask was half hidden in the dark night. The gourd was emitting a strange green light, as if he had sensed Yin Liansheng's gaze, he withdrew his gaze from Tang Jingxu at the bottom of the city, turned to Yin Liansheng, nodded slightly, turned and walked down the tower.

At this moment, Yin Liansheng suddenly realized that he could not save Tang Jingxu...

After winning the first battle, Tang Jingxu took off his heavy white armor, pinched the center of his brows wearily, and silently looked at the wounded who were brought in. Most of the time, what he saw was the corpse being carried in.The soldier who brought the horse for him last night had a childish face. At the age of sixteen or seventeen, his eyes were closed today, and he became a lifeless piece of flesh.

He has fought for so many years, but this time he won but he couldn't laugh at all. He had no chance of winning, not at all. The people in the imperial city were cheering for Chujie without knowing it. He, he couldn't bear that look in his eyes, and he couldn't respond.

Bai Zhou came back earlier than expected, and fought bloody battles to open a gap in the enemy's rear. He led the [-] remaining soldiers of the Chicheng Army to kneel down in front of Tang Jingxu. Tang Jingxu looked at the panic-stricken soldiers and ordered After a short rest, he ordered Bai Zhou to lead a team to escort the royal family and loyal ministers' families to evacuate from the secret passage. Bai Zhou stared at Tang Jingxu for a long time with red eyes, tensed his cheeks, and nodded heavily with his neck stuck.

Yin Liansheng still did not leave after all. Tang Jingxu held his sword and guarded outside the imperial city, vainly trying to block the car with his arms. Yin Liansheng's eyes fluctuated slightly, watching him overlap with the figure in the dream, and even the white armor was splashed with stains. The blood stains were all the same, and the next moment, he plunged his sword into the chest of an enemy soldier with his backhand. Yin Liansheng met those dim eyes, and then calmly turned his head to look at You Hen.

The bow in You Hen's hand had already been drawn, he tilted his head, his eyes under the mask shot a sharp chill, Yin Liansheng walked slowly in front of him, without saying a word, the soft sword sank into his chest, blood instantly The white clothes were dyed red, You Hen didn't seem to notice, loosened his fingertips, and shot out a sharp arrow, Yin Liansheng sneered: "You really are not human."

Tang Jingxu was pierced by a sharp arrow flying from behind, staggered a step, and knelt down on the ground on one knee. He heard the desperate exclamation of the soldiers in his ears. He raised his head with effort and smiled. Coughing, a mouthful of blood suddenly gushed out of his throat, he raised his sleeve and wiped the corner of his mouth, holding the Chicheng Sword to stand up.

With a sound of "铛", the Chicheng Sword was cut off, Tang Jingxu fell to the ground, chuckled, and then there were countless sharp blades scrambling to chop at him...

As he was dying, a golden light in the sky broke through layers of dark clouds and reflected in Tang Jingxu's slack eyes. His body was quickly enveloped by the golden light, and under the eyes of everyone, he shattered into scattered light spots and flew towards the heaven.

This is a scene that Yin Liansheng had never seen in his dreams. His heart was shaken, and he watched blankly as the golden light was gradually shrunk by the clouds. You Hen beside him put down his bow, and pulled out the soft sword that was stuck in his chest, laughing softly I got up: "Oh, I didn't expect it to fly up."

His voice was so clear and cool, he tilted his head to look at Yin Liansheng, and smiled even more happily: "However, I seem to have met something more suitable..."

There was a chill in Yin Liansheng's heart for a moment, and he took a step back subconsciously, only to see You Hen stretched out his hand, and patted him on the chest lightly, and the next moment, Yin Liansheng fell like a fallen leaf from the tower, ruthlessly Slamming hard in front of the enemy army, his eyes were in a daze for a while, and he soon lost consciousness.

When Tang Jingxu came to his senses, there was a circle of people around him, all of them were radiant and well-dressed, congratulating him in turn. Tang Jingxu frowned, glanced at the crowd, and caught a picture With a familiar face, he stepped forward and grabbed the man by the collar in three steps, and asked coldly, "Old Bai, who are you?"

Bai Xiangshi looked at him calmly, and said, "Your teacher."

Seeing that Tang Jingxu narrowed his eyes and exerted a lot of force on his hands, he continued unhurriedly, "Hanlin God, you've heard of this before, right?"

"The Sifang Wenshen worshiped by those literati?" Tang Jingxu was taken aback.

"Yes," Bai Xiangshi opened his hand, raised his chin proudly, "this deity."

"Then I..."

"You're dead." Seeing Tang Jingxu's pupils shrank suddenly, Bai Xiangshi sighed, "Then he ascended, and this is the fairy capital of the heavens."

Tang Jingxu didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so he turned his head and was about to leave. He didn't understand the situation in front of him, but he had no time to take care of it. The country of Yin was still in dire straits, and Yin Liansheng was still on the tower. If he died, he would let go No matter, but at this moment he can never sit idly by.

He saw Fanchi at a glance, only took two steps but was surrounded by other priests to congratulate him, he was so upset that he fell down with a sweeping leg, and was about to fly into Fanchi when Bai Xiangshi held him down shoulder, said in a deep voice, "It's late."

Tang Jingxu paused, pulled away Bai Xiangshi's hand, and jumped down silently.

Bai Xiangshi sighed heavily, turned around and apologized for him to the dazed priests who were thrown to the ground, and then followed him into the Fanchi.

At the end of the shower, the imperial city was full of mourners. The city gate had already been breached, and the corpses of the soldiers of the Chicheng Army had piled up into mountains of corpses. , Tang Jingxu clenched his fists, his eyes were red.

He didn't see Yin Liansheng's figure, but he still had hope in his heart. He learned that Yin Liansheng was brought back to the palace from a foreign population, so he hid himself and sneaked into the palace.

However, Yin Lian was dead. He was lying flat on the main hall with a puddle of blood under his body. A ferocious-faced Canglang clansman with bloody hands held his heart with his right hand and held it up high, murmuring loudly. Thinking about something, the Canglang clansmen who were kneeling on the ground around them closed their eyes, burst into tears but grinned in relief, as if their wishes for many years had finally been fulfilled.

Tang Jingxu's eyes were wide open, he stared at the heart that seemed to be still beating in disbelief, as if he had been pushed into an ice cellar, and there was a piercing chill all over his body, he walked in slowly, without a trace. Ignoring everyone's astonished gazes, he raised his hand and grabbed the man's neck, his eyes were as cold as looking at a bone maggot.

When Bai Xiangshi arrived, Tang Jingxu was covered in blood, and all the members of the Canglang tribe in the hall were dead. He was holding Yin Liansheng's body and sat motionless in a pool of blood, holding a bloody heart in one hand. , with an expressionless face, black energy flowing around his body, and red light shining in his eyes, like a stone statue of an evil god that has just been carved.

This obvious tendency to fall into the devil made Bai Xiangshi's heart tighten. The priests killed mortals indiscriminately, and the punishment of heaven would come soon. He hurried forward, cast a spell to make Tang Jingxu faint, and put down Yin Liansheng in his arms. Take him back to Xiandu.

Shuiyue stared at Tang Jingxu silently for a while, then threw him into the huge wooden barrel filled with water from Tianchi Lake, and Tang Jingxu woke up in a flash. She shrunk into a ball, completely buried herself in the Tianchi water, bit her lower lip and endured the pain of soul washing.

An hour later, Bai Xiangshi fished Tang Jingxu out of the water. Looking at his pale face, he couldn't help but feel distressed. He patted his face and said softly: "You killed more than a dozen mortals. Even if their crimes are unforgivable, you have violated the rules of heaven and must bear three punishments from heaven."

Before the words fell, the sky thundered suddenly, and three purple lightnings fell on Tang Jingxu's back in an instant. The three lightnings swam around his limbs, as if to tear every inch of his body. Jing Xu trembled violently for a long time, unable to support himself, and passed out, leaving three scorched black marks on his back that could not be erased for a lifetime.

After waking up again, Tang Jingxu jumped into Fanchi without hesitation, Bai Xiangshi rolled his eyes and ignored him.

However, the imperial city of Yinguo had lost any vitality, shrouded in a heavy breath of death, and not even a single living thing appeared. Tang Jingxu dragged a coffin indifferently, came to the gate of the city, and dug a coffin. In the long pit, put the coffin and lie down in it.

"Tang Jingxu, what are you doing..." Bai Zhou's voice trembled, he was chosen by Bai Xiangshi when he was dying, and became the priest of the Desire Realm.

"Bai Zhou," Tang Jingxu didn't open his eyes, "Please help me cover it and fill it with soil. I want to stay here for a while."

"A while... how long is it?"

Tang Jingxu twitched the corner of his mouth: "I don't know."

Bai Zhou was silent for a long time, then said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

When the darkness hit, Tang Jingxu heaved a sigh of relief, and his consciousness gradually dissipated, as if he had plunged into a deep pool of water. He couldn't see or hear anything, only sinking and sinking... If he fell into the abyss , it’s good that I can’t wake up again...

The author has something to say: three seconds of silence for Yin Liansheng...

Will return to the original plot