The male god is about to wear and tear down

Xincheng is finally safe.

It was just rumors among the military that the battle was protracted, and several parties were engaged in a meaningless stalemate. The final battle was short, and the outcome could be determined.

But all parties suffered huge losses, and no one acted rashly to break the final stalemate.

"King Xuan has received reinforcements."

In the army, Wen Yu analyzed the situation.

"It's just that the reinforcements crossed the border and took a fork in the road, which delayed the trip."

Lu Jiayi hurriedly asked: "Then the reinforcements have arrived, will this battle be over?"

"Almost." Wen Yu said, "but when the reinforcements will arrive is a question. One of the decisive factors for the prolongation of the war is the speed of marching. Looking at the mountains and mountains on the border, it is best if they get lost here. The final outcome is the continuation of the stalemate."

"What about the bad ending?"

"Naturally, the Xuan army fell into a disadvantage and was defeated as a whole."

During this conversation, the military division didn't show too much reaction, and Wen Yu thought it was over like this.

However, that night, the military adviser came to his tent to have a private talk with him.

Wen Yuben was reading a book on military affairs, when he saw the military master coming in with a wheelchair, he hurriedly got up to meet him.

The oil lamp was flickering, and the warm orange light was reflected on the military division's side face, making his bones more clear.

The military division has lost a lot of weight recently.

During the war, no one was exempted from responsibility, and everyone was devastated, but the military division was even worse.

He looked normal, only Wen Yu worried about him silently.

"Military division, why did you come here in the middle of the night?"

"I want to know where the reinforcements might have lost their way? Where is this mountain? What is the fastest route in the past?"

Upon hearing the military division's question, Wen Yu immediately lowered his face, "Military division, I will never allow you to make your own opinions and leave my sight."

"I know!" Lu Jiayi hurriedly said, "I'm not going there, I just want to know where the location is..."

"If the military commander has no intention of going, why bother to ask about such details?" Wen Yu said coldly.

Lu Jiayi lowered her eyes, took a slow breath, and suddenly smiled lightly, "You forgot? I can summon a miracle, but I don't know where it is. How can I send a miracle there?"

"This……"

Wen Yu didn't know how the military master's miracle happened, and occasionally inquired about it a few times, but the military master kept silent.

It was precisely because of this that he could not refute what the other party said.

Staring at the military division with questioning eyes for a few seconds, Wen Yu compromised with a sigh, and told the other party several possibilities in detail.

The next day, Wen Yu received the news that the military division had fallen off his horse.

He rushed into the military division's tent in a hurry, saw the military division lying on the bed, and the soldiers helped rub his back and apply the medicine, his brows were furious, "Military division deceived me?"

Lu Jiayi lay on the bed, looked up at people, smiled innocently, pretending to be innocent, "I don't have one!"

"People with inconvenient legs and feet suddenly want to learn riding skills, is it for traveling far?"

Wen Yu pierced, "Last night, the military adviser just asked where he was going, you and I know it well."

"Oh, I'm really not... hiss!"

The soldier's hands were heavy, and Lu Jiayi grinned his teeth. Just as he regained his strength, he raised his head again, and Wen Yu had already gone out.

and……

Strengthened the marking of Lu Jiayi.

After that, when Lu Jiayi went to the toilet, someone had to watch her.

But the war was finally coming to an end, and Lu Jiayi couldn't wait no matter what, let alone the possibility of Zhou Heting's defeat.

That night, he opened a lucky bag.

The wheelchair was inconvenient before, and he never thought about changing tools.

Since coming to Xuandi, not a single lucky bag was opened for him.

But this night, he wanted a prop that could move quickly.

The lucky bag offered him a seat with a sophisticated mechanical structure.

There is no extra time for him to study the principle in detail, he only has a rough experience.

In the case of a hand-cranked mechanism, he can move at the speed of ordinary people;

But if a faster transfer is required, additional energy, ie, fuel, is required.

The army couldn't find the relevant raw materials, so there was nothing to do. Lu Jiayi opened another lucky bag, replaced it with a full fuel tank, and put it in the storage box behind the seat.

He only has one lucky bag left, and he can't take any more risks along the way.

He must succeed in one fell swoop, reach the destination, and use the last lucky bag on hand to clear a way for the reinforcements.

The plan was confirmed, Lu Jiayi silently said "How offending", and knocked his personal guards unconscious.

The concubine of the Shen Dynasty and the divine master of Xuandi, he both fled overnight again!

The speed of the Shenxing seat is extremely fast. Although it is within the range that the human body can bear, it is almost hovering at the limit threshold.

Lu Jiayi basically couldn't open his eyes during this journey. No matter how gentle the wind was, it would turn into a sharp knife when he encountered him driving fast.

The knife can cut his ears, his face, his skin and flesh, but not his eyes.

He had to see where the reinforcements were.

Lu Jiayi, who was holding a map in his hand, occasionally stopped to see if the route had deviated. Most of the time, he just let his seat drive in a straight line.

He didn't have time to stop for a sip of food or a sip of water, and he had no time to take care of the occasional cuts on his face by fallen leaves and dead branches along the way.

After traveling day and night like this, he came to the first possible place that Wen Yu mentioned——

But there was no team suspected of reinforcements.

Without stopping, he continued to the next location...

Just rushing to one place after another, Lu Jiayi heard a huge team of troops at a certain predetermined place on the evening of the third day.

The leading general is not Zhou Heting.

Forget it, he thought to himself, Zhou Heting was on the main battlefield right now, waiting for the helpers to arrive.

The general may have found a way, and he was sure that as long as he crossed the mountain, he would find a smooth plain, and he could go straight to the battlefield.

But the marching team is not like a single person with food and ammunition. No matter how fast it is, it will take at least half a month to cross Mohe Mountain, which is more than a thousand meters ahead.

Detours take longer and risk getting lost again.

Lu Jiayi found the location of the reinforcements, looked at Mohe Mountain from a distance, made up his mind, and went straight to the mountain.

The lucky bag is opened.

He planted explosives all over the mountain line.

After roughly estimating the distance and making sure that the reinforcements would not be hurt, nor would he harm himself, Lu Jiayi lay in ambush in the distance and waited for the best opportunity.

At night, the reinforcements set up camp to rest.

The perfect time has come.

A group of army horses were sitting on the ground to rest, when suddenly, the leading horse's ears trembled.

It opened its eyes, as if sensing something, it stood up straight.

It heard the sound of the distant mountains, and then the earth trembled faintly.

A thunderous roar resounded through the sky, and the mountains in the distance suddenly collapsed.

Then the earth shook and the mountains shook, waking up all the villages near and far.

A later history book records this period and says:

God blesses the true dynasty and sends down a divine edict.

The Mohe landslide opened up a shortcut to send the flying division there.

Like a tiger with wings added, the Xuan army won a great victory.

The Zhen Dynasty was a newly established dynasty after Zhou Heting overthrew the Shen Dynasty.

Of course, this is a story.

During the landslide and earthquake, Lu Jiayi thought he was in a safe range.

However, he was over-thinking, and his body was already overdrawn due to the exhaustion of the boat and the lack of water.

He couldn't even bear a gust of wind to sway.

In the oracle from the sky, he got lost in the vast mountain forest and fell into the endless abyss.

Lu Jiayi had a dream.

How could he be sure it was a dream?

Because in the dream, he saw himself standing up.

And Zhou Heting was right in front of him, holding his hand, and ran towards the sun together with him.

Zhou Heting...

He opened his eyes.

"military adviser!"

Lu Jiayi heard a hoarse call from the side of her ear, and turned her head with difficulty to see Wen Yu with red eyes.

He was holding a bowl of rice cereal in his hand, and was feeding Lu Jiayi.I don't know what he has experienced these days, the beard on his chin is green, and he doesn't bother to shave.

Seeing the military division wake up, he hastily put down the rice cereal in his hand, and asked with concern: "How is it? Is there any discomfort?"

"I..." When Lu Jiayi opened her mouth, her throat hurt like a knife, and she couldn't speak.

Wen Yu hurriedly fed him water, angry and reluctant to scold him: "You have been in a coma for five days and five nights!"

"As soon as you disappeared, I sent troops to search for you on various mountain lines. You fainted in the bushes, and the seat under you was broken, which saved your life. If it weren't for the blessing of some gods, we almost missed you!"

"Yes, sorry..."

Lu Jiayi apologized with difficulty.

Wen Yu said helplessly: "If I hadn't seen that you were really exhausted, I would really have thought that the always resolute military adviser was a god alive..."

Lu Jiayi could tell that this was sarcasm.

He smiled awkwardly with the corners of his mouth pulled, and said, "There won't be any in the future."

There will be no more miracles.

His lucky bag is used up.

"How's the war going?" Lu Jiayi asked again.

"The Shen dynasty has been overthrown." Wen Yu smiled, "Although the princes in the court were separated, they had no troops to rebel. King Xuan is now returning to the old capital to deal with the remnants of the royal family, and he will come back after finishing the matter at hand."

at last……

Finally coming back.

At least it is no longer separated by flames of war, and it is no longer in the foreseeable future.

Lu Jiayi was physically and mentally exhausted. Hearing the long-lost good news at this moment, he finally had something to look forward to——

He doesn't have to be brave anymore.

just bear with it...

Just drop it!

After King Xuan overthrew the Shen Dynasty, he established a new dynasty with the title of "Zhen".

The real dynasty was established, and the new emperor ascended the throne. He ordered that "cultivation of people's strength" be the first goal, light corvee and low tax, and encourage production.

The countries that assisted during the war wanted to carve up the land, but it was resolved by the new emperor's diplomatic means. After the negotiation, it was sent away with a generous annual tribute.

In the eyes of the new emperor, capital can be accumulated, but the country cannot be lost.

Finally, there is the problem left over from history: princes.

The princes had too much power in the Shen Dynasty. If it weren't for this, Zhou Heting would not have developed to the present level.

Therefore, taking advantage of the weakness of the princes, he struck while the iron was hot, weakening the status of the princes in one fell swoop, carrying out land reforms, and regaining military power.

The princes became the landlord class without real power.

When these news reached Lu Jiayi's ears, he was not surprised.

Although Zhou Heting lives in such a background, subconsciously he is a person with a view of history. He can clearly see what kind of system is needed to maintain stability temporarily under the current historical background.

Lu Jiayi thought again, he is also educated in history, how could he be half dead after building a city?

He couldn't imagine how much pressure he would have to bear and how much courage he would have to show if he stood in Zhou Heting's position.

But as the days passed, he could hardly imagine Zhou Heting's appearance.

In a blink of an eye, it has been three seasons since I haven't seen it.

It snowed in Xuantu in the south.

Lu Jiayi heard that it had never snowed in Xuandi.

On this day, he was sitting in a wheelchair, staring at the courtyard outside the door in a daze, seeing the thin snow falling leisurely, he was still in a daze.

He rubbed his eyes and saw that it was indeed fluttering snow, so he pulled the corners of his mouth.

This snow, perhaps, is to commemorate the souls who died in this bloody battle...

With a weight on his shoulders and warmth around his neck, Lu Jiayi tilted his head and saw Wen Yu put on a velvet cloak for him.

The soft white hair rubbed against his skin, and he felt itchy. He shrank his neck, wrapped the cloak around his body, and looked back at Wen Yu with a smile, "I'm sorry."

Wen Yu squatted beside him, tidying his clothes.

Wen Yu watched the military master return to the capital, and after getting away from the hustle and bustle, he took care of his body little by little.

Now, that thin little face finally has some blood, and the temperament of the whole person is much gentler, no longer like in the border town and the new city, with the dust and hostility.

"Military division, are you worried that the emperor will forget you when he has a country?"

Lu Jiayi chuckled, knowing that the other party was joking, "He won't. He's just caught up in world affairs, and he can't escape for a while."

"It's really a blessing to have a wise king like him and a spiritual teacher like you in this world." Wen Yu said with emotion, "It's just out of selfishness. Compared with the peaceful and prosperous age, I want to see the finale of your duo."

Lu Jiayi looked at Xue Jing, "Why am I not?"

However, he still didn't announce the land, waiting for that person.

The snow became darker and darker. It was only a thin layer of silver frost, but it melted away after seeing Chuyang.

But later, with the accumulation of time, the snow silk, which was originally as light as flying velvet, was scattered like goose feathers.

Into the depths of winter, the weather is unbearably cold.

The courtyard outside the door was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the original grass color could not be seen clearly at all.

After waking up in the morning, Lu Jiayi rolled over into the wheelchair, opened the door to breathe, was blown cold by the snow wind, quickly turned back to light the fire, and wrapped herself in a thick blanket.

He pushed the stove to the side of the door, wanting it to accompany him to enjoy the snow for a while.

Busy with all this, Lu Jiayi raised her head.

The smell of incense from the stove caught his eyes.

Among the smoke and snow vapor, he saw a phantom.

A lone general stands in the sky and the earth, his red cloak covered with white snow.

It was a face that he lingered in dreams, but it was much more resolute than he remembered, and it also had a lot of vicissitudes.

The general got off his horse and approached slowly.

In the snow dance, Lu Jiayi could clearly see the pair of eyebrows and eyes that were as warm as before.

He was sure it wasn't a phantom.

That was his lord, his emperor...

His great general, his favorite.

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