Tiantan six

Half devil, half fairy, half sad and half happy, but what happened to him pushed people to the peak of collapse.

Who doesn't have two sides in life, one half is cowardly and the other is strong, he guards himself, he loves himself, and he hates himself.

Everyone in the world is dominated by emotions and cannot extricate themselves.

Just as people show signs of coming back to life before they die, so do nations.

Seven years after the Xuan Dynasty returned to glory, the king died at the age of 46, and passed the country to the prince who was only ten years old.

Jun She is now 42, in the prime of life, and his son Jun Jin is 15 years old and looks like a father.

Many nobles in Wangcheng only know how to play and have fun. When they were [-] or [-] years old, they already had wives and concubines in groups, but Jun Jin followed his father to practice marksmanship in the courtyard.

In the cold winter after three years of national mourning, all countries are immersed in the joy of the New Year.

There was a fierce tiger whose ambition could not be restrained for a long time, braved the cold wind and snow, led more than a million elites to the north, walked across the frozen Jiuliang River, took advantage of the time of the Xuan Dynasty to celebrate the new year, and was caught off guard. After destroying the three cities of the Xuan Dynasty, they will soon attack the royal city.

The city was raging with flames, and the white snow did not have time to cover those corpses, and the smell of blood was blown into the royal city along the wind.

When King Xiaoxuan got the news, he rolled down from the king's chair in the court hall in shock, ran down the steps and cried bitterly with Jun She in his arms, without the dignity of a king.

Jun She helplessly helped Xiao Xuan Wang up and said: "You are the king of Da Xuan, you make the world safe, and you panic the world. I am a subject, a general of the Xuan Dynasty, and I should swear to defend the country to the death."

He knelt down to salute, took the soldier talisman, and led the troops of the whole country out.

His son Jun Jin fought with him.

Standing on the tall city tower, Feng Lang watched as father and son retreated to the opposite side of the Jiuliang River after defeating a million troops.

The Jiuliang River is a long boundary that separates the two Youshi prefectures.

Shizhou was very well prepared this time. He was determined to take Youzhou. Instead of returning to China, he chose to set up camp two kilometers from the riverside to recharge his batteries for another battle.

In order to prevent the enemy's sneak attack, General Jun She chose to rest on the mountain, and the father and son discussed important matters in the cave.

"General, the snow outside is getting bigger and bigger, and the Jiuliang River has been frozen, which is not conducive to marching and fighting."

Jun She stood at the entrance of the cave and looked at the terrain. There was the sound of wind and snow in his ears. His ears were already red from the cold. Even wearing thick silver armor could not stop the winter cold. Instead, it became colder and colder. Biting sword, silent.

Feng Lang walked all the way, and saw the soldiers inside the tent were so cold that they huddled together to keep warm, their faces and hands were so cold that they were chapped and turned purple.

The armored helmets of the warriors standing guard outside were covered with snowflakes, but they remained motionless and focused on the distance.

Feng Lang stopped by his side for a long time, then walked away slowly.

It's really cold.

Cold enough to freeze human blood.

Gradually freeze people, and die silently.

The soldier who was changing the guard stepped forward, called out a few times but there was no response, he stretched out his hand and pushed lightly, the man fell to the ground with a "boom", splashing a lot of snowflakes, his eyes widened.

"It's dead! It's freezing to death!" Xiaobing shouted hastily.

Jun Jin, who was on patrol, stepped forward and breathed out: "Count up the names of the dead soldiers."

A soldier behind him bowed: "Report to the general, nearly a hundred soldiers have froze to death in the past three days."

Jun Jin frowned and asked: "Didn't the general ask the imperial court to allocate winter clothes and food?"

The soldier was also very puzzled: "Yeah, it must be freezing cold, the road is slow..."

"Nonsense! It took us a million soldiers to fight from Wangcheng to Jiulianghe in two days, and it was freezing cold. How did we go so fast?"

Jun Jin clenched her fists angrily, and walked towards the cave.

"General! Nearly a hundred soldiers froze to death within three days, why didn't the court pay attention!"

Jun She looked up to the sky and sighed, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "I thought this king was responsible, and I really thought..."

"General!"

Jun Jin said angrily: "The Jun family has served the country for generations. How can we delay such an important matter as fighting a war!?"

He knelt down and worshiped: "Jun Jin alone begged the general to return to the imperial court, begging for winter clothes and food!"

Without waiting for Jun She's consent, he got up and ran out. While leading the horse, he heard two sentries talking.

"Look! What the enemy is wearing!"

"That's fox fur!"

"Fox fur?"

One of the sentries was dumbfounded, squinting at the tent in the distance.

"Are you sure?"

"Hmph, when I was in Wangcheng, the young master of the official family wore a snow-white fox fur coat in winter. He looked at the light and warmth from afar, and his whole body was as white and beautiful as a piece of jade!"

"Hey! I'm so envious!"

The sentinel stomped his feet on the spot, exhaled warm air into his palms, rubbed them vigorously a few times, and raised his hands to his ears.

With a cold and arrogant expression on Jun Jin's face, she got on her horse and rode off with a whip.

After two days and two nights without eating or drinking, they rushed to Wangcheng, and the horse was exhausted.

Relying on his anger, he grabbed the guard's horse and ran directly to the palace.

"Where is the king!"

A group of guards and supervisors couldn't stop them, and the faltering ones didn't know how to speak.

"Where!"

Jun Jin's ferocious appearance frightened everyone, and a senior supervisor crawled over on his knees and said, "Your Majesty is at Ningyu Pond in Wenhua..."

"I really enjoyed it!"

He rubbed his frozen hands, drew his sword and placed it on the supervisor's neck, letting him lead the way.

The chief supervisor trembled in shock, walked up and down a few steps, and walked around several palaces.

He could smell the warm scent of flowers from a long distance away, and when he pushed open the red temple door, a heat wave rushed towards his face, and dew immediately covered his red and purple face.

He kicked the big supervisor away, cut through the red gauze hanging in front of him with his sword, walked past layers of screens painted with various pictures, and came to the huge warm pool.

Flower petals of various colors floated on the surface of the pool, as well as women in scantily-clothed clothes. His arrival frightened the beauty of the pool, and the women huddled together in horror on the other side of the pool.

He flew across the pool, mentioned the current King Xuan, and threw it to the side of the pool.

"Presumptuous! Presumptuous!"

King Xuan tore off the red gauze beside him to wrap his body, and rubbed his sore buttocks.

"What do you want to do! Lose your head?"

King Xuan was speechless for a moment, the sword had already reached his neck, and the cold and sharp blade was sticking to his skin. Before Jun Jin could use any force, blood beads instantly rolled on the sword.

The trembling candlelight, the bewildered body, the sobbing of the woman, and the half-covered king are all afraid of this Shura.

Jun Jin asked coldly: "Winter clothes? Where are the food and grass?"

King Xuan shuddered: "What winter clothes, what food..."

"what!"

Jun Jin grabbed King Xuan and put his sword against the pillar, his veins were bulging, and his eyes were about to show: "Three days ago, my father begged the court to allocate winter clothes and food, didn't you see it!"

"This this……"

Without waiting for King Xuan to react, he dragged the person all the way to the Hall of Qinzheng.

Pushing aside the mountain of memorials on the table, I found the general's paper and threw it in front of King Xuan: "So you have never approved this paper!"

King Xuan's body was bruised and bleeding. He threw away the booklet, and got up angrily and painfully: "This king is the king of Daxuan, I won't allow you to be presumptuous! Someone! Kill him!"

Before a group of guards had time to enter the palace, their necks shattered and their heads fell to the ground.

The ground was covered with bloody booklets, and Jun Jin still had a few booklets in his hand: "Whoever steps forward to kill Unforgiven!"

"Whoever kills him, this king will entrust him to be... ah!"

Jun Jin kicked King Xuan to the ground, and stared at him viciously: "Have you forgotten how you knelt on the ground and begged my father to go to war? Everything you enjoyed was brought down by my father!"

"hiss--"

King Xuan took a deep breath.

The guards were watching at the door, but no one came forward to stop him.

"Immediately issue an order to allocate winter clothes, food and grass, or I will kill you today and establish a new master!"

"Okay, okay! This king makes an order!"

King Xuan twisted his painful body, and ordered to the outside of the palace: "Send someone to deliver winter clothes, food and grass quickly!"

"I want a fox fur coat and a quilt!"

King Xuan gritted his teeth and shouted, "All quilts made of fox fur, rabbit fur, mink fur will be sent to prison!"

"Yes."

Da listened to the order and ran away in a hurry.

Jun Jin inserted the long sword back, cupped her hands and said: "Then thank you, Your Majesty, I hope that Your Majesty can remember today's lesson, and read the excerpts from the battlefield in the future, otherwise..."

He showed a bloodthirsty cruel smile: "Your end will be miserable."

King Xuan curled up in front of the table, not daring to say anything.

Seeing that he seemed to have learned his lesson, Jun She turned and left, and the guards, supervisors and maids outside the palace stayed away from him.

He walked indifferently, the armored sword was stained with the blood of the dog king.

He personally escorted the food and grass and rushed to the barracks in the afternoon of the second day.

His father, Jun She, collapsed on the ground in a frozen state. There has been a shortage of food, grass and firewood for the past seven days, and Jun She gave up his share to the soldiers, which led to this.

During the four days he was there, nearly a thousand people were frozen to death in the barracks.

He hurriedly lit a charcoal fire in the cave, put on a fox fur coat for his father, covered him with a thick quilt, and waited for a long time before Jun She woke up.

Seeing his father's bruised face gradually returning to rosy, the heart hanging in his throat finally fell.

"Junjin, you're back."

"Yes, I'm back."

"I thought I'd never see you again."

"Father, why are you so stupid! Do you have the heart to leave me and mother?"

"Jun Jin, they are also children, they came here from thousands of miles, endured the cold winter, and froze to death alive, I can't bear it either."

Jun Jin cried: "I am your child too, Dad, do you have the heart to treat me like this?"

"I am the general of the Xuan Dynasty. I love the country first, then the soldiers, and then my son."

He felt a little hot, touched his body, and said in surprise: "Fox fur? It was given by the king? The king is a good boy, I blamed him."

"Father! You didn't blame him wrongly. I paid for it with all my life."

"What? Are you hurt?"

"The baby is fine."

"That's good, don't worry about me, go down and see the soldiers."

"Father, everything has been allocated, don't worry."

"Then I'll go take a look."

Jun Amnesty lifted the quilt, he stepped forward to support him and said, "Why don't you trust me to do things?"

"You are the son I taught since I was a child. You are good at everything, but you have a bad temper."

"Did you make the child sulk like you and hide all your emotions in your heart?"

Jun She patted his hand and said with a smile: "So you have never suffered a disadvantage since you were young."

Jun Jin smiled through tears: "Yes."