The first thousand two hundred and sixty-four chapters draw the sword out of the mountain
Among those faces, some are familiar, some seem familiar, and some are unfamiliar.
In the wind and snow, they held up torches and shouted persistently: "Please ask the God of War to come out of the mountain!"
The world is in chaos and Liangjing is in dire straits. Only Xia Qingchen can come out of the mountain to save the people of Liangjing.
Xia Qingchen remained silent, tapped her toes, and fell back to the earth.
"Tell them that there is no God of War in the world, let them all disperse." Xia Qingchen walked into the hut, closed the door, and went back to meditation.
When King Liang rebelled against the world and had to execute him, the God of War was already dead.
The one who survived was Xiahou from Zhongyun Realm.
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The guard in front of the door sighed in his heart, and when he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he told Xia Qingchen: "Everyone, please go away. Your Excellency, please go back to the mountains and forests and don't care about worldly matters. Why do you need to be persistent?"
Jun Qiye bowed and said, "Please tell Xiahou that hundreds of millions of living beings in Liangjing are in dire straits, waiting for his rescue."
The guard had no expression on his face and asked: "Xiahou has changed his mind and is not even considered a citizen of Liangjing. What obligation does he have to save the people of Liangjing?"
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Jun Qiye and others were silent.
Yes, it was always their wishful thinking that asked Xia Qingchen to protect Liangjing, but did he have obligations and responsibilities?
What's more, he had been treated so badly by King Liang that he became disheartened and left for another country.
Now that Liangjing is in trouble, they ask Xia Qingchen to come back to save them. Don't you think it's too much?
"Let's all disperse. Your Excellency has already retired to the mountains and forests, so why do you have to force others into trouble?" the guard said seriously.
Jun Qiye was silent. He turned around and looked at the torch behind him, whose face reached the horizon. He felt conflicted in his heart.
He really didn't want to disturb Xia Qingchen, but if Xia Qingchen didn't come out, what would the people do?
After pondering for a long time, he slowly bent his left knee and knelt down on one knee: "Ask the God of War to come out of the mountain!"
Shi Yanhu, who came with him, changed his expression greatly, and immediately went to help him: "Palace Master, no!"
How could the master of the military palace be so senior and bow down to others so easily?
The rest of the people stepped forward to help him, shouting no.
Jun Qiye was as steady as Mount Tai, motionless: "If the God of War does not come out for a day, I will be unable to kneel until the mountains and rivers of Liangjing are shattered."
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Another sound of people kneeling down came, it turned out to be Zhou Fang, Ya Zun Yao Bu Regret, and they all knelt down on one knee.
"Please, the God of War comes out!" Their expressions were equally determined.
Today, the only person who can compete with Nu Tianyi is Xia Qingchen!
If he doesn't come out, the world will be in trouble.
Seeing this, Shi Yanhu and others also knelt down and shouted loudly: "We will kneel down and ask the God of War to come out of the mountain!"
People from Baili Liang, holding torches, knelt down on one knee.
The wind is getting stronger.
The snow is getting heavier.
In the howling wind and heavy snowfall, they all knelt down and shouted like a tsunami: "Kneel down and ask the God of War to come out of the mountain!"
That scene shocked people's hearts.
Thousands of people knelt down to ask a hidden god of war to come out and save the common people!
Throughout the ages, besides Xia Qingchen, who else is there?
However, Xia Qingchen closed her eyes tightly and did not hear what was going on outside the window.
He was determined to cut off his ties with the world.
Da da
Until several fast horses came looking at the strong wind and snow.
"Old Ministry of the God of War, please see Mr. Xia!" Sang Yu led a thousand soldiers and arrived late despite the wind and snow: "God of War, we have sent a letter on the order of Commander Bai."
Xia Qingchen slowly opened his eyes, is it Bai Zhantian?
I wonder if he stayed away from the chaos in southern Xinjiang after being deprived of his position as commander.
As for his letter, you should know without thinking that it is to persuade him to go out and fight for Liangjing, right?
After all, Bai Zhantian loves Southern Xinjiang so much and is loyal to Liangjing.
He closed his eyes again and didn't want to ask anything.
Until Sang Yu knelt down sadly and shouted with tears: "God of War, Commander Bai's last words, please read them!"
Those present did not know that Bai Zhantian had already pleaded for the lives of all the people and committed suicide in front of the 400,000 troops in Lounan territory.
On the way to Wangchenqiu, Sang Yu learned from the commander-in-chief's guards who escaped from Tiannan City that Bai Zhantian had died.
What?
Bai Zhantian, dead?
The faces of Jun Qiye, Zhou Fang, Yao Buhui and others all changed.
Did the commander who had shocked Lou Nan for many years die in battle?
A great sadness swirled in their hearts.
Bai Zhantian's status in Southern Xinjiang is equivalent to Xia Qingchen's in Liangjing. He is the backbone of Southern Xinjiang, and he is almost a belief-like existence.
Does his fall foreshadow the decline of Liangjing?
Sang Yu lowered his head, tears pouring down his eyes. Just as he was blurring, a gust of breeze suddenly hit him.
The white snow in front of me was flying up, blocking my sight.
In the blur, a figure in blue brocade clothes with hands behind his back stood in the swirling wind and snow.
"How did he die?" The voice of the figure in Jinyi was a little hoarse, a little heavy, and also a little lonely.
Xia Qingchen finally showed up.
It was difficult for him to accept the fact that the old commander-in-chief who was willing to serve as a sedan bearer and lift his feet for the sake of the cold environment died for his country.
Sang Yu was excited, but even more sad: "The commander used his own life in exchange for the lives of the 40,000 trapped guards in Tiannan City, and died by reversing the star power in front of the enemy!"
The flying wind and snow became stronger, completely blocking Xia Qingchen's figure and the expression on his face.
"Where is his letter?"
Sang Yu presented it with both hands, and the letter was immediately swept away by a wisp of cold wind and fell into Xia Qingchen's hands.
After opening it, a letter with only a few lines came into view.
"When you read this letter, maybe I will be dead."
"I'm sorry, I'm a disabled person, unable to follow the footsteps of the God of War and protect the land of southern Xinjiang, so I can only stop here."
"All the troops you trained will be returned to you. They are all elites with potential. Only you can continue to cultivate them!"
"Finally, the God of War is tired. Forget about the cold environment and take a good rest from now on."
"That's all, I'm going..."
It turned out that Bai Zhantian had expected that he would die together with Tiannan City.
So before he died, he wrote a last letter and dispatched all Sangyu troops back to Xia Qingchen to make arrangements for his funeral.
And at the end, Xia Qingchen's calm heartstrings trembled slightly.
The old commander's last words were not to let Xia Qingchen save the mountains and rivers of Liangjing, nor to protect hundreds of millions of people.
Instead, let Xia Qingchen rest.
Sang Yu's face was full of tears: "Sir, although Commander Bai died, his body has always been standing on the Tiannan City Wall, facing Liangzhou City, and he has not fallen down."
"He... used his back to block the enemy in Southern Xinjiang!"
He spoke, but there was only wind and snow in his ears, and there was no sound.
Looking up, in the whirling wind and snow, where is Xia Qingchen's figure?
"Where's the God of War?"
"Where have you gone, my lord?"
The crowd was full of surprise and suspicion. They looked around, but could no longer find Xia Qingchen.
Including thatched cottage, inside, the buildings are empty!
It wasn't until a long time later that they came to the top of Wangchen Hill, above the snow peak.
In front of a snow monument, there is a clear sword mark inside.
The Dayan Sword that was once frozen here has disappeared without a trace, leaving only the remaining sound of the sword, faintly resounding in the sky.
In August of the Shen year, Xia Qingchen, the god of war, drew his sword and came out of the mountain!
(I have something to do today, first update, the remaining four updates will be uploaded tomorrow)