MTL - Sha Po Lang-Chapter 57 national calamity

"You can rest assured that you can do this." Mr. Ya reached out and held the white-haired man. The man who once visited the girders and claimed to be the messenger was actually the pope himself.

Mr. Ya: "Although there are countless deviations in the middle, the final result is not wasting the time and energy you spend here."

The pope watched the hustle and bustle of the sea monsters on the surface of the ocean. His face was quiet without sadness and sorrow. It seemed that he was not very happy, but he still had some sadness and melancholy.

"It is still too early to say the result." The Pope said, "Destiny is a very mysterious thing. The fate of a person is not predictable, let alone a country? It is only God who knows things."

Mr. Ya: "For example, Calais confuses that idiot actually did not hold back, and disclosed the matter to Gu Yu in advance?"

Calais is too tempted to hate this last Gu family. In addition to this hatred, there is nothing left in his whole life. He has long left the dignity of the Wolf King and became a mad dog. In his view, as long as it can attack Gu Yu, the deployment of destroying anyone does not care. However, they have no way not to cooperate with this mad dog. The hatred of the entanglement between the 18th and the Central Plains is too deep. It is too important for the gods to stay in the capital.

"I really admire the Gu Yu," Mr. Ya sighed. "If I were him, I would not necessarily do anything. He actually quietly dealt with those things, otherwise we will turn it out today." The facts are definitely more crazy than now. The local garrisons may have already...what do they call that? "Qingjun side"?"

Pope: "The effect is not ideal, but there is no way, the timing is fleeting, we have no choice, Jacques, all of us are trapped beasts, are looking for a way to live, not to swallow others or to be swallowed up, countless Both eyes are staring at this huge and beautiful herbivore, we must take the first step, otherwise we will not necessarily have the power of one battle after three or five years."

Mr. Ya looked at the sea of ​​the sea, far and near is water, sea and sky, he did not explain: "Your Majesty, if this is just a herbivore, why should we unplug its minions so deliberately?"

"The meat is still herbivorous, not the difference between body and minions," the pope murmured. "Do you want to see if it is greedy, whether there is a heart that is eager to swallow and bite... Do you smell this smell?" "

Mr. Ya smashed, and the pure purple gold with high purity burned almost no smell. Probably only Gu Yu and the dog could smell it. He tried to ask: "Is the squatting... the smell of sea water? "

"It's stinky, child," the pope whispered. "If there is a demon, then it is definitely this little mineral, the blue-violet flame, which ignited this **** from the day it broke. In the era, it turned the children of God into the heart of iron monsters."

Isn't the machine that burns purple gold not artificial?

Mr. Ya shrugged, no rebuttal, but some did not agree.

The Pope no longer explained that he just bowed his head and began to kiss the ring on his hand with a scepter and made a simple prayer.

"Please forgive me," he said softly. "Please forgive me."

At this time, a cluster of blue signal fires suddenly appeared on the front-end Haishu Pioneer, and went straight into the sky.

Mr. Ya’s eyes seemed to be integrated into the fire. He barely pressed the shackles, but for a moment it was still difficult to suppress the excitement: "Your Majesty, start!"

That is the seventh year of Longan, the eighth day of April.

Anding Hou Guyu moved from the hot springs to the third day of the Imperial City.

The dungeon is very cool and sinister. Fortunately, after the emperor opened the spring, the chill has gradually gone. It is already warm, and the grass in the cell is softer than the camp bed. It is not uncomfortable to live for a few days. It’s cool.

There was silence around him. There wasn’t even a prisoner who could chat and brag together. The jailer was a shovel and couldn’t speak. This is the innermost one in the prison, and the non-imperial princes are not allowed to enter. Even Tan Dafei, the commander of the North Camp, is not qualified.

The last one who was qualified to be here was the royal brother Wei Wang. Gu Yu enjoyed the single room treatment, so he had to stay alone.

But even if someone chats with him, he can't hear it. The medicine he rushed to drink before he left has already passed the medicine. The color of his eyes and the small cockroaches on the earlobe faded almost invisible, and the glass mirror did not take it. On the body, blinking can barely count his fingers, and the footsteps of the shovel coming in are faint.

Of course, the irons on the body have been searched, but Gu Yu is not without flaws.

He has a handful of secrets - it was a game he played with Shen Yi when he was very young. Who can compete with each other to unload small parts from Houfu's shackles at the fastest speed? Studying how to dismantle the shovel of Houfu’s gatekeeper, Shen Yi once had a dodge. When he was doing something bad, he was mistakenly sentenced as an enemy by the iron shovel. He directly went to the house and almost lost his life. Of course, Gu Yu did not escape. After a long time, a skunk.

The lesson of blood did not make Gu Yu’s long memory, but the more frustrated and the more courageous, the two of them have studied it for a long time, and they think that there must be such a method of being so savvy, like a stolen child’s wallet, and a mistake The method of getting rid of a part.

Later, I found that there are some places that can be removed, but it is only limited to the iron monster's mask and the logo on the arm. Therefore, Gu Yu’s hand has never been available.

But now there is finally a chance to show it.

When the first day of the iron sergeant sent the jail to give the meal, Gu Yan’s eyes quickly reached out and grabbed it while he was eating the box. It was easy to touch the rusted number plate on the shovel elbow.

He smeared the iron piece on the stone, first opened the shackles on his hands and feet, stretched a long lazy waist, and then cut a piece of sheet of paper to make a rope, and caught a small mouse. Two meals per meal are given to it, nothing to play with the mouse.

That incident was deliberately turned out by the deliberate. Gu Yu’s heart was counted. When he secretly investigated five years ago, he once wiped out some deadly evidence, but did not move Wu He. It was just an old dog who was lingering. Secondly, I am afraid that he is not without selfishness. I am really not willing to let the unforgettable truth disappear.

Gu Yu admits that this is his improper work. If he is half calm and sleek in the past, he will understand that he should collect those things and wait for the time to mature. Either he should squat down, ruin all the past, bury the past in the past, and never let them see the sky again.

Thousands of mistakes, he should not hesitate when he should be decisive.

Just like Yuan and Emperor, if his old man is not hesitant and hesitant, he should have no care in the world, and there must be another kind of peace.

Gu Yu did not know how the follow-up would be, and I don’t know if Chang Geng, who was in the first place, could really stabilize the Quartet’s heart, but he was in the sky, and he was useless. He had to relax and recharge his mind.

Later, the mouse found that the man was too annoying, and he was bothered and unable to escape, so he simply died and refused to take care of him.

The little Houye, who was not seen by the cat, had to meditate against the wall in an innocent way. He felt that the attitude of this mouse was similar to that of Chang Geng.

Gu Yu was thinking of Chang Geng infinitely, still could not help but sigh, turned the iron piece of his fingertips into a windmill, and said to the mouse: "He is not as good as I am to disturb him every day."

The mouse gave him a rounded butt/share.

Gu Yan took a deep breath and wiped out this distracting thoughts hard. He did not pay attention to the moldy mold on the grass, and went to the body to close his eyes.

Raise your spirits and face the hardships of the future.

No one can argue for a long while in the dungeon, Gu Yu quickly fell asleep, he had a dream in the cold musty.

Gu Yu dreamed that he was lying on his back with a huge sickle. The blade that weighed more than a thousand pounds pressed against his chest, and the flesh was pressed into the bone little by little, and he lived with his own body and his body. The limbs were broken, and only the wound on the chest line hurt him. He was scratching his heart and scratching the liver. The ears were full of chaos, gunshots, screams like the cries of the city, and the hustle of the hustle and bustle.

He was opened by the sickle, but there was no blood in the wound, but instead a signal arrow fell out, screaming and rushing to the sky, blowing the mountains and rivers.

Gu Yu was stunned and screamed, and the old wound in his chest hurt inexplicably. The sharp penetrating sound of the signal arrow in his dreams could not be patrolled in his ear, and it became a unique tinnitus.

There seems to be a strange kind of feeling between him and his Xuan Tieying. On the night of the night, the West Road Gusi Road stationed in the army, the first ominous signal arrow exploded in the night sky.

The emergency report was delivered to the capital only one day later. The mysterious eagle who sent the letter had only one leg left and held a tone. After arriving at the heart of the North Camp, there was no time to say that it was dead.

After two hours, the attack on the Western Region Xuan Tieying shocked the ruling.

The news of the Beijing Incident came out that He Ronghui took the siege of the northwestern guardian. He had just left the front foot, and Kuchai began to use the hundred and sixty sand tigers to forcibly open the Xuanqi patrol camp at the entrance of the Western Region.

The chariot sand tiger is the biggest nemesis of the light iron cavalry. For a time, the smoke is smog, the fire is like a curtain, the war horse is long and dead, and the iron rides fall into pieces.

However, Xuan Tieying was a black iron battalion. After a moment of confusion, he immediately reacted. Xuanjia did not hesitate to press it. He Ronghui immediately sent the return of the eagle after receiving the news, and immediately took the opportunity to cut off the sand tiger support directly from the air. The car is extremely fuel-intensive. Once the supply is interrupted, it is immediately a pile of scrap metal.

However, this slam dunk is not a bluff, and behind him, as everyone fears, it is the tens of thousands of troops that smash the flag to heaven.

The foreigners who live in the country of the United States, the countries of the Western Regions that have been guilty of chaos, and even the Scorpio who have been looted by fire ... are even more than they imagined. Even if it is the rabble, it is also the "public", the sand tiger is on the side, the black iron camp can only be hard-hardened, and soon the two sides began to fight the purple gold.

He Ronghui urgently opened the inventory of the Western Region's large-scale Ziliujin gold. At first glance, he was shocked that the inventory had been stretched. When Emperor Longan thoroughly investigated the smuggling of Ziliujin, Gu Yu had to suspend the dark line in his hand, and the share of the court assigned to Xuan Tieying was only enough to maintain The patrols of the Japanese and the Japanese can't cope with such a large-scale battle that suddenly broke out.

He Ronghui sent people to deploy, and the distribution of Ziliujin Road was once again blocked. The news that Anding Hou was imprisoned has already spread. Who can say that the specific situation is unclear? At this time, people are worried and pass on everything. At this festival, who is there? Do you dare to match the black iron with the Xuan Tie Camp without a drum?

In case they are going to kill the rebellion in Beijing?

He Ronghui had to send the eagle eagle to Beijing on the one hand, and on the other hand, he went to the northern Xinjiang city defense army for help. However, the commander was still on the move, and the eighteen tribes in the northern part of the border were suddenly attacked. The news of the wolf king Calais’s confession was “bang”. Knocked down.

After five years of stability, the iron wall has been turned upside down.

Calais confessed to carry tens of thousands of soldiers, heavy armor thousands, and even an anti-defense "eagle", bigger than the black eagle, more lethal, bite to the north frontier defense that stretches for thousands of miles and can not afford to end.

The northwestern depression was out of control, and no coach, Anding Hou, ordered that Xuan Tieying did not dare to step back half a step even if he died in the last battle. He Ronghui struggled for three days and two nights, and the armaments hit the bottom, and the poor three generations built This **** is looking to lose more than half.

At this moment, Chang Geng’s messenger finally arrived.

The grandmother, who is far away from the mountains and the mountains, does not show the mountains and does not reveal the water, and carries the private prints of Gu Yu, which mimics the handwriting of Gu Yu.

In total, he handed over two letters to the messenger. If the border was still stable, he handed him the first letter, so that He Ronghui did not have to worry about the court. Whether it was from the black market or other means, he immediately secretly filled the Western Region Ziliujin inventory and repaired it. Armor, ready to fight.

If the 10,000-year-old has changed, he will hand over the second letter to He Ronghui, asking him not to swear, not to fight, and quickly shrink the troops to the east for two hundred miles to retreat to Jiayuguan, waiting for reinforcements.

The enemies hidden in the dark have already started. At this time, it is undoubtedly too late. There are no mysterious hawks in Chang Geng’s hands. The people who can be contacted by the wooden birds of Linyuange are too limited. No matter how many days he is still trapped, it is difficult for the messenger. The first time arrived, so he envisioned the worst situation and tried his best to make up for it.

If the Western Regions change, the Northern Territory will be difficult to protect itself. Therefore, the Central Plains garrison commander General Cai Wei will return to the Xuan Tieying, and receive another letter from Chang Geng, asking him to increase his troops to the north and to draw as much as possible of the heavy reserve. Ziliujin was sent to Jiayuguan to solve the urgent need.

However, Chang Geng’s heart is clear. If something really happens, this deployment is not enough.

He couldn’t control the 100,000 mountains in the southwest. Although Shen Yi was there, he was airborne commander and had no foundation. It was impossible to arbitrarily dispatch troops without a drum order. The Jiangnan Shuijun of the East China Sea It is heart-rending, because General Zhao Youfang is a person of Li Feng, and it is impossible to mobilize the private seal of Gu Yu.

Chang Geng has a kind of hunch, even if he can slam the fire in other places, the East China Sea Wang Yang must have a fatal blow.

The sadness from the mysterious eagle really sat down with his worst idea. Chang Geng took a deep breath and released the last wooden bird. He turned back and said a few blood bubbles to the corner of his mouth: "Prepare the horse, I want Enter the palace."

At the gate of the palace, Chang Geng was stopped by the monk, and it was a servant, but his face was still quiet and waveless, as if the 100,000 fires could be turned into his neat fragrant scent, and was scattered by a Buddha.

Clearly: "Amitabha, His Royal Highness..."

Chang Geng interrupted him in an indiscriminate slogan: "The master does not have to say more, I am in the palace to ask for help, not to force the palace."

Apparently, the look changed slightly and gestured: "The poor believe that His Royal Highness has this measure."

"I don't have a sense of proportion," said the four-story of the tongue, who had torn the face of Sven. He said bluntly, "Since Qinling is divided into north and south, southeast and southwest are not in control, even if I can kill Li Feng on the spot, I also clean up. Not the current chaos, not to mention that no one can succeed at the moment, the emperor's eldest son is nine years old, the empress is simply a diseased scorpion, the son's name is not right, I..."

He sneered aloud: "I am the son of the northern sorcerer."

I looked at him with anxiety.

"Master assured, I was a poison. If I was a little more self-willed, I would have already started to blame the country. I haven't done anything yet?" Chang Geng looked down again. "Now it is not said. At that time, the foreign enemies have invaded, and they must have been planning for a long time. This is not finished yet, but they have reacted too quickly. I suspect that there is an enemy in the palace... even Li Feng has an enemy inside. Is there a useful person in the palace?

As soon as I looked at it, I said: "His Highness means..."

Chang Geng: "This incident has been implicated in the old case of 20 years ago. It must be inseparable from the Beiban people. Check out the two people who have been in contact with the Beiban women in the palace that year. Anyone, the North Man and the Witch are poisonous. There are so many messy ways, don’t let go of any clues."

When he said "the two northern women", the voice was not shocked, as if it was someone who had nothing to do with him.

"I should have been surprised," Chang Geng whispered. "In that year, Li Feng would easily add Calais to the mountains and return to the mountains. It is not easy, but unfortunately..."

It is a pity that he was too young in the past, and his fists were only filled with the troubles of a young man who had left his hometown.

"If I have been born for ten years..." Chang Geng suddenly said.

Then the eyelids jumped.

Chang Geng has a word: "The world is not the world."

Gu Yu will never let go.

"Zi Zi said that I have been behind other seafarers for ten years. I am worried that the East China Sea is not calm. General Zhao is the only one to defend the city, but he does not have to cope with the war." Chang Geng Road, "I have written to Master, Lin Yuan. The pavilion has a deep roots in the south of the Yangtze River.

It’s hard to get a frown, but I don’t know why, Chang Geng’s “Zi Zi” heard him tremble.

However, when the eyebrows are burned, it is not a time to entangle a title. The monk is dressed in a coarse cloth, and the figure is instantly integrated into the morning light, galloping away.

Chang Geng’s forefoot stepped into the palace, and the bad news had already smashed his head and covered it. A tight frontline military situation made the Emperor Longan and Manchu Wenwu all unprepared –

Xuan Tieying retreated Jiayuguan.

Northern Xinjiang lost seven cities in the night...not even waiting for Cai’s reinforcements.

The southern Xinjiang mobs discussed the same thing, colluding with the Nanyang hooligans, and the ghosts did not blow up the southwest 辎 辎 ......

"Report -"

Everyone on the main hall looked at the door, and Li Feng didn't even have time to let Chang Geng see the ceremony.

"The emperor, eight hundred miles in a hurry, there are 100,000 Western Marines in the East Island to invade -"

Li Fengqi wants to split: "What about Zhao Youfang?"

To make the head grab the ground, choked out: "...General Zhao has already married the country."