king of the dead

In the fifth year of Yongheng, at the beginning of late spring, the city of Pingqiang was shrouded in ominous silence.

Ling Xiao Emperor Dou Tinghuai has been ill for several months, his body is getting worse and worse, medicine and stones are ineffective.

On the third day of March, there was light rain, and at midnight, the old eunuch brought in a man, who was dressed in a plain blue robe, just like the continuous rainy night outside the door, without any color.

Emperor Ling Xiao struggled to sit up and waved: "Come on, Ting Gui, sit down."

The person who came was Emperor Ling Xiao's younger brother, the current Prince of Xian - Dou Tinggui.

Dou Tinggui respectfully saluted the emperor and ministers, and then sat down on a chair brought by the old eunuch.

Emperor Ling Xiao leaned on the bed and looked at Dou Tinggui with a smile, looked him up and down, and said: "Tinggui, I haven't seen you for a few months, how come you have lost weight again, but there is something to worry about?"

In the past few days, Emperor Ling Xiao's body has become stronger than before. Although his complexion is pale, his speech is not as breathless as before.

Dou Tinggui bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty, please remember that I live a leisurely life, and there is nothing wrong with it."

The attitude is more than humble and unfamiliar, and the intimacy and care that brothers should have is not enough.

Emperor Ling Xiao leaned on the brocade mat and sighed faintly, and said: "I still remember a few years ago, when your eyes were radiant, and your actions were unrestrained and unrestrained. At that time, I thought, when I can be like you Like, as if nothing in this world can trap you. In the past few years, you have begun to become calm, old-fashioned, and even your appearance has become different from before. It's easier for you."

Dou Tinggui was sitting upright on the chair, like a clay sculpture, without a trace of agility in his expression, he just replied dully: "The years make the ministers understand the importance, dignity and inferiority, and it is only natural to change their appearance as they get older."

Emperor Ling Xiao frowned, "Ting Gui, do we have to be so rusty and restrained when we brothers talk?"

Dou Tinggui: "The minister and your majesty are first the monarch and then the brother. The minister dare not take the slightest step."

Emperor Ling Xiao seemed to be angry, he patted the edge of the bed and said: "Forget it, forget it, you are wrong..." Before he could finish speaking, he started coughing violently.

The old eunuch came over and slapped him on the back, muttering all the time: "Your Majesty, take care of the dragon's body, take care of the dragon's body!"

With this breath down slightly, Emperor Ling Xiao stretched out an arm and waved it outward, signaling Dou Tinggui to "step back".

Dou Tinggui got up obediently and backed to the door, was about to turn around and walk outside, when he heard Emperor Ling Xiao panting and saying: "Old Wu, I will return your things to you, okay?"

Hearing the words, Dou Tinggui bowed and saluted, and said: "Your Majesty is the king of a country. Your Majesty is just an idle prince attached to His Majesty. Your Majesty forgot that the word "leisure" was given to you by Your Majesty back then. Your Majesty and Your Majesty should Never owe anything."

Without stopping, he turned around and exited the door.

The night rain in late spring has washed the floor tiles brightly, reflecting the continuous night lights on the palace wall, revealing an indescribably deep and cold feeling.

A few hours later, Dou Tinghuai, the seventh emperor of the Daling Dynasty, died.

In the imperial edict left by Emperor Ling Xiao, the two young princes were avoided, and it was said that they were located in Prince Xian-Dou Tinggui.

On the seventh day of March, Huya Pass was broken, and the Daling Dynasty lost three more cities.

The Fengxin Tribe has always been a pack of wolves traveling in the wilderness of the Guangwu forest outside the Guan. Originally, they were unrestrained and their whereabouts were erratic. The endless grass seas and forests were their rules. Surrounded by the fierce wind, he rushed out of the fields and forests.

Beyond the sea of ​​grass, although there are no fat flocks, there are colorful canaries.

They have beautiful postures, beautiful voices, and they are all glamorous when they take out a feather.

The most important thing is that they all live in rich cages carved with gold and inlaid with precious stones, drinking the purest nectar, singing the most beautiful songs, showing the most graceful postures, and even their sharp claws are carefully cut and polished past...

Under the leadership of the "Head Wolf", the Fengxin Tribe, with a force of less than 15 troops, almost smashed Da Ling Chao's million-strong army into a mess within five months.

After passing the Huya Pass, you'll find You'an City, the last barrier of the Daling Imperial City.

There were a total of [-] cities in the Great Ling Dynasty, and most of them have fallen so far. As long as You'an is broken again, Pingqiang City will have nothing to rely on.At that time, destroying the royal city, capturing the royal family, and changing ownership of that fertile land will obviously be as easy as picking something out of a bag.

However, on the eighth day of March, at the right time, less than a hundred miles away from You'an City, the encampment of the Fengxin tribe was suddenly harassed by a small group of cavalry from Daling.

The Ministry of Fengxin wanted to go all out and marched tens of miles that day. In the evening, the army was less than ten miles away from You'an City.However, there was a strong wind on the flat ground, and along with the wind, there was a raging fire rising behind the army. Looking at the direction, it was the place where the food and supplies were heavy.

At the same time, in the sand and dust rolled up by the strong wind, there were military vehicles and war horses rushing out at the same time. For a moment, blood and blood were splashed in the wild sand, and the sound of people shouting and killing and the neighing of war horses could be heard everywhere.

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——You'an City's active confrontation, and the resurgence of the wildfire at Huyaguan, all these counterattacks were unexpected by the army of the Fengxin Department. , the originally scattered sand has a tendency to gather together.

However, what they didn't expect was that the next battle would be fought from the beginning of late spring to the end of summer and early autumn.

Huya Pass entered three times in the middle, and You'an City was on the verge of falling several times. The generals who defended the city changed several times, and stood there stepping on corpses one by one, becoming the strongest line of defense on the city wall!

In a vast country with thousands of miles of territory, all integrity is condensed in this last time.

Then with the first cicadas singing in early autumn, Da Ling's last troops were exhausted!

At this point, it took nine months before and after, the huge embankment was finally eaten by ants, and no matter how stubborn the soldiers were, they could no longer stop the blatant invasion of the wolves and cavalry outside the pass. People, all died in the city.You'an City fell...

The raging tide is irreversible, what will happen to the building.

Daling No. 17th generation emperor - Dou Tinggui, the emperor named Lingyun, succeeded to the throne for more than three months, worked hard, even though he had the ambition of Lingyun, he was no match for the fate of fate.In the end, he became the king of a generation of subjugated countries.