You remember son

Five years after Zhaoyue, the industry died.

With the "Battle of Jinwei" coming with the wind and rain, the banner of Daye finally fell down.The banners of the Dongyuan Army fluttered in the wind, and the last soldiers stationed in Huage turned against each other. After 700 years of vigor, the great cause of glory, from the beginning of this day, was finally annihilated in this history of fire and rain. Page.

Lead clouds pressed heavily from the sky, and the brewing torrential rain came with the rebel army, but it was unable to drown the four-day fire in the imperial city.

The heavy rain poured down, and he stepped up to the tens of feet high tower step by step. The black Chinese clothes were still as intimidating as his imposing manner. This was the symbol of his emperor. A choice between kneeling, he chose death, the long-awaited death.He has his own arrogance, that person once said that he is arrogance.

The land under his feet has been bleeding to pieces. This was a fertile field. This is his world.

He pursed his lips into a chuckle, all evil courting Emperor Zong's heart.Can throwing himself into fire and burning his heart to eliminate the sins that the world has set for him?No, he disdains it.

He stood on a tall city tower overlooking the common people.He is still a lonely king.

Under the high platform, there are ruins and ruins, a sea of ​​fireworks, throwing fire to burn his heart, if he does not apologize to the world, he is innocent!However, as long as he took another step forward and jumped proudly, he could see that person.

Everyone in the world said that he misled the country with his beauty, but no one knew that his country was only willing to die for one person.

The annals of history only leave him cruel and tyrannical, and no one knows that he only left forgiveness to one person.

The most defined definition left for him by later generations is a tyrant.However, his name is Emperor Xin.The world does not understand, the lonely king.