C1377

Hundreds of years of loyalty, but in return for the desolation of the twilight, the confinement of the family, the blood of the family

The Empire, this ancient country, should have been decayed.

Wenjia, chaotang, and he

Situ Xiaoying smile more and more sad, she is not angry, just feel unwilling, she finally understand why her brother did that.

At this moment, she thought a lot.

After a few minutes, situ Xiaoying said: "we have 800000 troops in the golden guard, and they are only tens of thousands of them. Now I order that all of them gather towards the ore vein."

"Miss, do you mean to give up all the defense lines?"

It's a terrible order. If the golden guard gives up the defense line, let the two wolves, snow country and stone country, come in.

In this way, the thirteen regions will usher in a turmoil.

Instead of laughing, she looked grim: "so what? The empire is merciless. If it wants to force the situ family to death, it is only 13 areas. Why should we fear it? "

It's quite a pity for the imperial commander, Miss golden, but it's the general of the army Perhaps, he should say, the golden guard is an imperial man after all.

If they give up the defensive line and fight against the guards, they will completely oppose the Empire.

The situ family is nothing. After all, you are like the Empire, but they are innocent. Some of them are old and young, and they are still in the Empire.

If situ Xiaoying really wants to give such an order, it is estimated that few people will come.

Situ Xiaoying opened her eyes wide: "they are the soldiers of our situ family, not the army of the Empire. Why can't we bring them here?"

The general was silent.

The soldiers here were silent.

It's the soldiers of the situ family. Yes, but they are also from the Empire. If the two sides do not oppose each other, they are still the soldiers of the situ family. But if they do, they have to make a choice.

Perhaps, some soldiers choose the situ family, but it is estimated that not many.

Situ Xiaoying slightly closed his eyes, revealing pain: "give orders, how many can come, if not, that even."

She cried.

With both talent and beauty, situ Xiaoying, known as the flower of Empire, cried helplessly at this moment, just like a little girl.

That crystal clear tears, and did not cover down, cut the cheek, wet the skirt.

The soldiers left one after another to convey orders.

It was quiet here, leaving only a few generals and her, as well as absenteeism and soldiers not far away. They stopped their work and quietly looked at situ Xiaoying, who was crying.

They are thinking, what can survive in this world?

The situ family has been brilliant for hundreds of years, which is enough

About half an hour or so, another soldier came in a hurry: "the guard has entered the fourth defensive area."

Situ Xiaoying did not speak.

The general next to him indicated that he was ready to leave.

At this time, her orders also arrived in the outer cities of the great fortress, and all the generals guarding the outside of the great fortress were shocked.

"Is that the order of the young lady?"

"What about Nanyi?"

"Why?"

"Why did the guards attack us? We are Empire people

"I see. That one is going to fight. Forget it. If you are willing to fight, go on the road! If you don't want to, stay here. "

"Will you go, my lord?" A soldier asked a general.

The general laughed and sorted out his armor. He said, "thirty years ago, I was a little soldier. I was young and ignorant. I committed a military rule. I should have been responsible for one hundred times. At that time, situ liumu, the master of the previous generation, came here to tell me what mistakes you made? I answered honestly. He laughed angrily and slapped me a hundred times with his backhand

It's a very short story. At that time, many people were present and laughed.

His face turned red, and he was at a loss because the old owner beat him with his hands, but it was his ass. after that, situ liumu said to him, "you will report here tomorrow."

Yes, from then on, he became a close soldier of the old master, until they left the Northern Expedition and came to the thirteen regions. The old master dismissed all his relatives.

And he also became a general of the city outside the frontier.

Of course, the story between them goes far beyond that.

He recalled with a smile on his mouth and said, "I entered the golden guard just at the end of the northern expedition, so I didn't go to the battlefield. One day, I said to my hometown owner," I want to go to the last battlefield. He slapped me on the forehead and said, "you should stay in the battle field."Until two years ago, situ liumu said goodbye to them and set out on his way. He never returned. As his former relatives and soldiers knew, he went to the Imperial City

It was a sad story.

With a smile, he began to cry: "I will go to the battlefield, and the next city outside the Great Wall will be handed over to you. Remember, don't forget your identity. You are a person of the Empire, but also a soldier of the golden guard. Guarding the camp is your only task."

Dressed in armour and armed with a snow-white sword in his hand, he climbed onto the horse's back and left.

At this time, someone asked an old soldier, "senior, do you want to go too?"

The old soldier said with a smile: "ha ha, I can finally go to the battlefield. My broadsword is rusty."

He is sixty years old.

The soldiers were silent.

Almost all the soldiers who had experienced that time made a choice at this moment. They put on their old armor, grasped the weapons of the past, looked at each other and laughed at each other, and drove towards the direction of the thirteen regions.

It's a terrible picture.

There are at least 400000 veterans and many generals in the 800000 army. They are grateful for the promotion of the situ family, so they should repay each other for their kindness.

If someone asked them, afraid to die? Will regret, they will answer, afraid, but they are more afraid of the Lord lonely.

Thirty years can change a lot. For example, the bloodiness in the blood of an army can be changed. But also, after years, some things can wake up the murderous spirit in their blood. That kind of murderous spirit only belongs to the golden guard.

There is no better king than this.

But it's not king, it's faith

The guards, who had just stepped into the fourth defensive area, were also aware of something wrong. The leader was a middle-aged man with a slender figure, a resolute face and a cold heart. He sat on his horse and looked at the sky in the distance.