In the battle of Dragon City on the front line of the river, the 300,000-strong army led by the third prince of the Northern Wei Dynasty was completely destroyed in just three days, leaving no one alive.
According to folklore, the kings on the river front line were in seclusion to recuperate. In that battle, it was their princess who led the troops to fight.
According to folklore, the resourceful princess destroyed Wei's 100,000 naval army overnight with less than 20,000 troops.
According to folklore, in the last battle, their king was like the reincarnation of the God of War, leading 80,000 soldiers and killing nearly 200,000 Wei troops.
According to folklore, the young master of Longcheng died in battle to save their princess.
According to folklore, in that battle, the third prince was chopped to pieces by the God of War and died without a complete body.
There are always many legends among the people. Regardless of whether the legends are true or false, that battle became a nightmare for all Wei soldiers.
From then on, whenever the God of War Feng Ba was mentioned, all the subjects of the Northern Wei Dynasty were filled with fear. It was precisely because of this that after the establishment of Northern Yan, during the twenty years of Feng Ba's reign, although the Northern Wei Dynasty looked covetously at Yan, they never dared to do so.
The nightmare of sending troops to invade alone lasted until a hundred years after the God of War and gradually subsided. This is an afterthought and has nothing to do with this article, so I won’t mention it for now.
Those legends soon spread to the imperial city.
That day, when Murong Yun returned home and passed the front yard, he heard several servants and maids discussing:
"That war was really tragic. My cousin-in-law has a distant relative who is said to often do business in the Yanbei area. He saw with his own eyes the corpses everywhere after the war. The tragedy..." He trembled unconsciously.
Shaking, he continued: "It is said that the limbs and heads chopped off by the God of War are all over the ground. They are so terrifying and bloody. And the third prince is said to have been cut into countless sections, and it is difficult to put them together."
"It's not like the third prince killed the God of War's younger brother. Of course the God of War will vent his hatred on him."
"I heard that the young gentleman was brutally murdered by the third prince because he was trying to save his sister-in-law. It's such a pity. A fierce general..."
"It is said that he is a handsome man."
"Some people say that the young master has been in love with their princess for a long time, so he risked his life to save her."
"I heard that the princess fainted from crying on the top of the mountain. I don't know what she is like now."
"Alas, since ancient times, heroes have been saddened by beauties..."
That night, his mind was filled with images of Yang Xi crying alone on the mountain top. All night long, his heart ached, anxious, panicked, and could not find peace.
Those legends also spread to the border areas.
It is said that the stunningly beautiful princess and the handsome young gentleman often had secret trysts behind their king's back.
It is said that the young master died in the battle to save his beloved princess during the Battle of Dragon City.
It is said that the beautiful princess kept crying on the top of the mountain until she went blind from crying.
Unexplained rumors have been spreading among the military recently. It may be hard for many people to imagine that what is most commonly rumored among the military is not how the brave God of War kills enemies or how Zhuge's reincarnated princess uses tricks, but those stories.
Qing Qing Qing me and me, romantic affairs.
People in the military are actually very lonely and empty.
Taking off his heavy clothes, he jumped lightly and soaked in the small river not far from the military camp.
The river water was bone-chilling and the chill was overwhelming. He closed his eyes and quietly felt the heart-wrenching coldness and heart-wrenching pain. It seemed that only in this way would he feel better.
A stunningly beautiful face lingered in his heart and mind, lingering, and her smile and tears became the biggest disaster in his life.
Is she now the princess of the river? Has she fallen in love with Feng Ba? Or has she fallen in love with Feng Sufu who died for her?
Is she still okay at this moment?
No matter who is in her heart now, what he cares about will always be her, only her.
He never knew that there were so many weird ideas in her little head.
He never knew that she, who knew nothing and would scream in pain for a long time if she touched a small wound, could actually support Feng Ba when he was seriously injured.
How could this weak but strong woman make people obsessed with her and make her sick?
He closed his eyes and soaked his whole body in the cold river water, but he still couldn't stop the thick longing from growing crazily in his heart.
How can we survive the calamity of this life?
The legend from the folk has spread a lot. It has not only become the most popular talk in the streets and after dinner, but also the hottest topic in the palace compound.
I heard that the king on the river line was General Feng Ba, who was popular throughout the imperial city and haunted countless girls in his boudoir. He was the God of War of our Great Yan Kingdom.
It is said that the sword in the God of War's hand is so powerful that he can kill hundreds of people with one blow.
That originally quiet, peaceful and unknown river line has now become the most interesting place for everyone in the world. There, there is the legendary brave God of War, the legendary princess who is extremely smart and unpredictable, and there are those who transcend the world.
Beautiful legend of life and death.
The river line has since become a mythical country.
Some people yearn for it, some are concerned about it, some are unwilling to do so, and some are afraid of it.
The world seems to be even less peaceful.
### The wind blew quietly, and pieces of snowflakes fell on the dead branches, gradually accumulating a thick layer.
The first snow this winter came suddenly and spectacularly, covering the sky with a vast expanse of white.
In the palace, the servants lit the stove and the room was warm.
Feng Baban leaned on the couch and closed his eyes to take a rest. His handsome face was covered with a faint cold color, and he seemed to be even more lonely than before.
Her heart began to hurt slightly again. Every time she saw him alone and silent, the loneliness always hurt her heart.
The pain in his heart was no less than hers, but he never said that he had to bear it alone, and what he left for her was always the best.
She walked over and leaned against him gently. "I'm sorry."
He didn't say anything, just hugged her tightly.
"I like him." She felt his body trembling slightly, and she closed her eyes, feeling sour. "I'm sorry, Ba, but I really like him, and I don't want to lie to you."
He no longer responded, still hugging her tightly. Silence spread endlessly.
I don't know how long it took, but his hoarse voice came from above my head: "It's accurate."
A trace of astonishment condensed on her face. She opened her eyes and looked up at him. His handsome face was still cold and indifferent, but there was a faint mist in his eyes.
He makes her feel so distressed. "Postscript..."
"I'm sure you like him." His voice was hoarse but sincere, "If you can't let go, don't let go. I will try to accept it."
"Postscript..."
Is he still the aloof king? For her, he would rather be so humble! Why? Why is he always so tolerant to her?
"sorry......"
He looked at her steadily, his eyes were crystal clear. "You like him, but you love me, so I won't lose anything."
She couldn't bear it any longer, swallowed hard, and cried into his arms.
There is no need to say anything more, having him by your side at this moment is enough.
After the winter snows, the spring rains will come soon.