In the 21st year of Qinglong, the Jin Dynasty was already the most powerful empire on all lands. It started from Central Asia in the west, faced the sea in the east, ended at the grass sea in the north, and crossed tropical forests in the south. As the emperor of this country, he held the life and death of countless people.

The Western Expedition Army, which once returned from the West with the Wolf King, had already laid roots and branches on this vast grassland and had its own pasture. Time flies. After the old group died, their descendants inherited the military positions of their parents. Although some did not join the army, the number had doubled. Most of them who advocated the doctrine of the White Wolf God were full of aggressiveness and predatoryness, which the old emperor had expected ten years ago.

Gongsun Zhi is now seventy years old and is in charge of the north, so he can naturally suppress these wolf-like cavalry. Once he leaves one day, this group of people will be a factor in the restlessness of the whole world. From the twelve to twenty years of Qinglong, people secretly went to the Western Regions one after another. Even Li Ke, who was next to Changshi, Dianman did not know what the emperor was going to do.

But time has never stopped.

On the twenty-year-old Qinglong, on the midsummer night, there were still slight cicadas chirping in the twilight. On the ground, in the study room with bookshelfs full of books, the lights shone on the pen of the emperor behind the desk and wrote something. The old eunuch Jian Shuo, who had no teeth, closed his eyes and sat on the soft cushion in the corner.

"Jian Shuo..." The tip of the pen stopped, and Gongsun Zhi looked at the lights on the desk, his eyes were a little cloudy, "Turn the lights a little, I can't see the words clearly."

The old eunuch opened his eyes in the shadow of the corner and stood up tremblingly. His back was hunched a little, but his eyes were particularly bright in the dim sky. He reached out to touch the wick and the room became bright. "Your Majesty, I think it's better to leave the government affairs to the prince. You can't stand the night anymore. If you continue like this..."

"I just want to endure it. I have lived until now, and I have long wanted to die." Gongsun Zhi wrote a few words on the yellow silk, suddenly sighed, and rubbed his eyelids: "Tonight, I was frightened, and my eyelids were also pounding violently, and I always had a bad premonition."

Jian Shuo smiled flatteringly and brought the emperor a warm soup on the stove. "That was caused by Your Majesty's age and staying up late..." Subconsciously, he stopped and slapped his face a few times, "I said the wrong thing, please don't blame Your Majesty."

"What do you blame you for doing? I am old and dominate the throne, so that the prince who has been sitting for more than 20 years..." Gongsun Zhi scooped a spoonful of soup and drank it into his mouth, and then continued to write. Just when it was quiet, hurried footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door, and Dianman's voice sounded outside the door: "Your Majesty, there is something urgent."

"Come in!" the emperor called out softly, still writing at his desk.

The door was pushed open, and when Ye Feng squeezed in, Dian Man closed the door gently and bowed and said quietly: "Your Majesty... There was just news from the Wen Hou Mansion outside the palace that Wen Hou was riding on a horse... and passed away."

There was no silence on the other side, but the writing of the pen stopped. Then, with a loud bang, the wide sleeves embroidered with scales swept out the ink inkstone, pen holder, and bamboo rolls, and smashed them to the ground. Looking at the emperor who was full of white beards and angry, Dian Man was so scared that Jian Shuo and the others didn't even dare to breathe. They lowered their heads and bowed to the place for a while before they heard Gongsun Zhi speak hoarsely.

"Buried the things that Mr. Wen used during his lifetime in his hometown of Jiuyuan... and secretly called the prince, and Zhuge Liang, Wang Lie, Wang Lang, Hua Xin, Zhong Yao and others also came here together. I have something to tell them."

More than ten fast horses rushed out of the imperial city and ran to various streets with the emperor's edict. The lights that had been extinguished began to lit up one by one. Then they rode to the palace in a carriage. They thought the emperor was seriously ill and walked between the palace roads, even thinking about all kinds of words. However, when they entered the study, the emperor stood in front of the screen with his hands in his arms, looking at the painting of a painting drawn on it: a horse thief hugging a woman in a red robe. Hearing the sound of everyone coming in to pay homage, Gongsun Zhi just raised his hand and asked them to sit down.

"I'm going to invite you to come here, and there's something to tell you...I've decided to fight the west again."

He turned around, glanced at everyone, and said to his son, "...you don't need to agree, just do as you do."

………

Not long after, the cavalry with the imperial edict spread to the grassland at a speed of 100 miles. In Shanggu County, countless troops who received the news of the upcoming expedition to the west were excitedly put on armor. Even those who did not have military positions took out their father's armor and weapons. After all, the emperor allowed this time, and they also wanted to go west to see the hometown of their fathers.

The signs of the mobilization of the 300,000 troops could not be hidden. On the second day after the movement came out, it had already begun to spread around and was transmitted back to Jinyang. Sun Ce, Zhang Ren, Wei Yan and other generals of the Western Expedition Army far away in Jiangdong, Central Plains, and Yizhou were some of them that could not walk anymore, and some had passed away. It was the latest time to receive the news, and I couldn't help but sit at home and sigh.

In Jinyang, the army gathered, Pan Feng sat up from the bed and shouted at his eldest son Pan Yuan: "Hurry up, I have to go to the Western Regions for my father and bring my armor--"

In fact, no one of these people is a human being. When they lived to such an age, they could not tell what Gongsun Zhi wanted to do. In the mansion of General Zhengdong, the old man combed his silver hair neatly. With the help of his wife, he put on the bright silver armor that he had not used for a long time. When he walked out of the room with the dragon and phoenix Ming, his two sons stood there and looked at him, with red eyes and dared not speak.

"I will fight for my father and never stop. Your Majesty will go on an expedition, and I will follow you as before. What do you have to cry about? In the future, you will do your best to assist the prince."

After saying that, he walked out of the mansion and turned over and left. Not far away, he encountered two figures walking step by step, each with two halberds and tiger-headed swords, but he was also old. When he saw Zhao Yun riding a horse and carrying a gun, he looked at each other for a moment and laughed. Dian Wei suffered a serious illness two years ago and seemed weak. He needed Xu Chu to support him every step, but at this time it was like the heroic moment he was.

"Zilong, let's go together-"

Nowadays, those who are still able to move meet in the city. A group of old men with weapons walk together and gather towards the imperial city. When others saw them, they were so shocked that they could not speak, and they all gave way to these people. The towering city wall was already in front of them.

The continuous lights burn in the Golden Palace.

The emperor, wearing armor, still looked tall, and under the imperial stairs, the entire court's civil and military officials knelt here, begging the emperor to stop his idea of ​​the Western Expedition. At this time, they quietly looked at the figures on the throne.

"......I am a killer. Although I came from the Gongsun family, I grew up with the Hun horse sanctuary. In my life, I killed a throne. I even killed me in the past, but I was an enemy of me, but now I can consider the people here. This means that I still have some civil and military skills, and I can help you with all my heart."

Gongsun Zhi raised his white head and walked down the imperial stairs step by step with the sound of the armored leaves rubbing: "...But this time, I will never waver because of you, including my son." He held his hand behind him, and his eyes stayed on Gongsun Zheng for a moment, walking across the ministers, "I am old and I don't have much time left. Let's do the last thing for the people on this land. As for what it is, I have written an edict and put it in Jian Shuo's hands for custody. He will hand it over to Zhuge Liang, Wang Lang and others to read it in front of you and others after I leave."

"......I felt uncomfortable when I heard that Marquis Wen left on the horse's back that day. I suddenly thought, how could I die cowardly on the bed after all my life?" The old emperor reached out and patted his son on the shoulder, took him over and walked towards the palace gate, "I have killed all the corpses and blood, and I have killed enough. I have made you a prince who has been the crown prince for so many years. Have you ever felt wronged?"

Gongsun Zheng is now over forty years. Compared to the murderous aura accumulated from his father, he is gentle and elegant, and he looks more like a kind and generous gentleman. Looking at his father's old side face, his voice is somewhat choked, "Father... you can avoid fighting this battle."

"You won't understand." Gongsun Zhi hugged him, clamped his neck and pulled it to his mouth and said softly: "In the future, you will be a good emperor. Remember, there are too many stains on your father. Let's just mention it in the history books in the future. Don't let later people look down on our Gongsun family."

The skylight shone in from outside, and several gray-haired old men from afar came towards this side with weapons. Gongsun Zhi let go of his son, and his white beards on his face trembled in laughter.

"Did you see it?! My generals are still here."

In everyone's sight, they saw Zhao Yun, Hua Xiong, Xu Chu, Dian Wei... and other generals who had been traversing the years stood on the stone steps and bowed to him: "The last general, I am willing to follow His Majesty to the West--"

The wind blew across the palace, and the heavy sound of cutting iron was floating in the wind, and the sky clouds rolled.

Gongsun Zhi lifted his cloak, tied the Sword of the Heavenly Sword to his waist, and took these veterans to the outside of the city. The summer sunlight passed by the earth, his vision spread forward, and the dark army stretched out like an endless stream. Countless war horses neighed excitedly under the knight's seat.

The dense flags of various colors fluttered in the wind, half man and half horse, black stars on red bottom, two intertwined dragons, etc., black skin, white skin, and copper yellow races were not pure. When they saw the Jin-like banner coming out of the city from afar, countless figures raised their weapons and let out a roar.

The agile war horse snatched and stopped in front of him. The wind blew up Gongsun Zhi's cloak in the air. He pulled out the sword of the sky at his waist, raised it above his head, and ran in countless sights. His voice was like thunder sounding at this moment.

"Can you know who I am?!"

A dense figure raised his arms: "Wolf King——"

"Do you know what I want to take you to do today?!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

In front of us, Gongsun Zhile stopped his war horse, "I will take you to see the West. Your fathers have all come from there. Today I will take you back and see if anyone dares to resist under our blade. There are countless treasures waiting for you to get them right."

A fierce light emanated from the turbid eyes, as if he had returned to the wolf king who had looked down on him. His silver beard was shaking, and a high-pitched voice roared out: "Let the lambs in the world see how the 300,000 wolf cavalry are invincible, follow me to fight-"

The sky was filled with clouds, and countless flags gradually extended to the west in the shocked dust. The dense horse hooves whistled across the lush grassland and crushed out the exposed huge ravines.

Gongsun Zheng looked at his father's back and his eyes became wet and hot. He knew that this time he parted, he was afraid that he would never meet again. On the horse's back, Gongsun Zhi turned his head to look at his son, laughed, and handed the sword in his hand to the other party.

"In the future, you should treat Concubine Fu in front of her mother, and Lian'er should be treated well. If you hold this sword, you will be well-behaved in this country. If you want to be glorious, don't trust ministers and families."

Before his son could speak, he waved his hand, "Just get to this place, you have to walk the rest of the way yourself."

The smoke rose up, and his old body dragged a long cloak on the way to the west. When he passed by the White Wolf Plain, which had left countless memories, he stayed there for a while, looking at the dense hills, and waved his hand: "Sora, let's go."

The black cavalry roared, like migrating locusts spreading across the vast and endless grasslands. The scattered Xianbei tribes that refused to submit were swallowed up in a blink of an eye. Soon after, they stepped into the boundaries of the Western Regions and headed towards a desert that was even more terrifying than the grasslands.

Central Asia, the city of Paramo, once one of the Parthian cities, was rebuilt in a ruined ruin. It was called the Moyun Sect's residence. The gray-haired woman was already dressed in people and prepared to leave. She looked at the child who was about to travel far, and there were some wet marks in her eyes.

"Don't you plan to leave with your mother? When you return to Jin State, you have your brothers and sisters there, and everything can be started again."

Dimat, with a bearded face, shook his head, and patted a copy of the Moyun teachings in his hand, "My mother wants to go back to my father, but I don't have the face to go back. Clark City is lost in my hands, so I have to get it back by myself."

After his uncle Gerald died, a rebellion broke out in the city, allowing the Romans to take advantage of the situation and defeated everything they had managed for twenty years in one fell swoop. They could only join their mother and stay for the time being.

"I can't embarrass him even if my father can conquer such a big country with more than a hundred people." He raised the teachings and scimitar in his hand, and still had a confident smile on his face. "There are many nomadic tribes in the north, and there may be opportunities there. Even if I can't finish it, I will let my son, son, continue to do it, teach the scriptures with one hand and the other, until Rome kneels in front of me, so that they can know what a murderous man is (the Hun)."

"Since you think so, then go and do it, don't forget that Dongfang is also your home."

The woman tidied up her clothes for him and watched her stepson leave. She left. As early as last year, she had already received her husband's letter from her family. Unfortunately, the elixir of immortality was not refined. She lost so many years of time. Sometimes when she thinks about it, she feels too naive.

Soon, she left with a long journey and handed over the Moyun Sect to the saint of the sect. Perhaps, she returned to her roots and stayed by her husband's side and stopped setting foot here.

...

The Western Regions, the yellow sand is thousands of miles away, and the golden sand sea ripples are rippling and pushing towards the distance.

Then he stopped in front of the huge army. Countless people stood in this desert that was so hot that they wanted to peel off the skin armor and skin. Many people did not understand why the wolf king chose to station here, and stayed for several days. However, in their perception, the wolf king was invincible, and there should be other purposes for stationing here, or waiting for the appearance of prey.

In the simple tent, Gongsun Zhi sat on the stool panting, his eyes closed and opened tiredly, and his generals were surrounded by him, now they were old, sitting on the sand covered with blankets, unable to even speak, but just listening to the emperor's words quietly.

"Actually, you should stay at home to enjoy your old age, so why do you come out with me again? On the way, I really want to send you all back. You will fight with me for a lifetime, and just rest for twenty years is not enough."

Pan Feng, who was lying on the ground, raised his gray head and chuckled: "Your Majesty cannot live without Lao Pan. Besides, we are all people who are about to get buried. What does it matter if you live one more year or one less year? In the end, you will not be alone when you die. It is better to be buried with your brothers who have been born and died."

"Pan Wushuang is getting more and more flattering." Dian Wei sat on the ground, his feet no longer conscious, but he didn't care. He unspoken the wine bag and took a big mouthful: "However, what he said is right. The juniors in the family have grown up and have a pillar. The old wife has died. There is nothing to be left to nostalgic about. It is better to protect His Majesty. Even if we are in the underworld, we have generals and soldiers, and continue to occupy land as kings. Let the lord be the emperor."

Hua Xiong snatched the wine bag from his hand: "You snatched the good words, and the wine belongs to me."

"Save it a little bit, that's it."

At this moment, the scorching skylight outside gradually became gloomy, and the tent began to stir up suddenly. The whimpering wind turned into a roar and directly lifted the tent off the ground. The horses around him were so scared that they kicked the pickets up, and they wanted to leave here in panic.

"Your Majesty, this is..." Zhao Yunzhu stood up with a dragon, looking at the misty things in the sky in the distance like a gauze tent covering the sky.

Gongsun Zhi listened to the panicked people around him shouting and neighing, and then saw the messenger running towards him: "Your Majesty, a sandstorm has started, move quickly."

"Let everyone stand on time and not move without any action."

The messenger hesitated and was kicked out by Xu Chu, roaring: "Your Majesty has an order to stay in place and do not move without action-" However, his voice still couldn't be far away. Gongsun Zhi looked at the sandstorm getting closer and closer and asked him to come back, and smiled: "I have sent people to the Western Regions for many years. I just want to find a way to save money from building a tomb. There is no need to worry that someone will hold grudges in the future and dig my tomb. This sandstorm has been waiting for many years and finally came."

The misty 'gaze tent' was getting closer and thicker, covering the sky like waves. The violent wind made it difficult to stand. Even if someone could escape, it was not much. After a moment, Gongsun Zhi stood up, untied the wine bag around his waist and raised it to the generals.

"It is the greatest honor that I can fight on the battlefield with you in my life and fight side by side!"

Dian Wei, Hua Xiong, Zhao Yun, Pan Feng, Xu Chu... stood up one by one, wearing solemn military uniforms. The moment the sandstorm rolled over, she showed a generous and heroic smile, "It is also the honor of the last generals and others in this life -"

Sandstorms swept over and overwhelmed everything.

....

On the west side, when no one noticed, a team that had crossed the Pamir Mountains learned what happened in a nearby town, the originally tired woman silently changed into a brand new Hanfu, walked into the desert barefoot alone, and never went back.

"I said I want to come back and walk the last one with you."

The desert night was frozen, and the soles of the feet on the gravel were purple. The woman in a long skirt stood under the dense stars and moon, rolled up her long sleeves: "Let me dance for my husband again..."

The cold moonlight reflected the light and rotating dance moves longer and longer. When the east was white, the sun shone away the darkness. In the desert, only the cuffs of a pair of mandarin ducks were embroidered and remained outside the gravel. Soon, the wind pushed the ripples and buried the last color.

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The world has no trace, like a white horse passing by a stream.

Xiao Biao, who escaped from the desert, returned to Jinyang with the news that the emperor and 300,000 troops destroyed the desert. Not long after, Gongsun Zheng received the edict from Jian Shuo, ascended the throne with the support of a group of civil and military officials, and pursued the late emperor as Emperor Wu and the temple name Taizu. He posthumously named the late empress Xiaotu, honored Fushou as the empress dowager, and his sister was Princess Gongsun Lian Anguo.

Immediately, the states were announced to the public amnesty for the whole world.
Chapter completed!