Part 5 Chapter 51 Enmity Today!

"There is no need to discuss this matter again!" Dongfang Wenqing was very displeased: "We cannot afford to lose the reputation of the ancestors of the Dongfang family! Just about to create this brilliance, if you shrink into the punishment of heaven and take shelter under the wings of the beasts, how can you talk about revitalizing the Eastern family!?"

The words have already been said to this point, it can be said that they have run out of words, if they forcefully make peace, it will really tear the surface.

In desperation, Jun Moxie had no choice but to tell everyone to be careful, and then he gave them as many healing pills as he could, and arranged for the multiple messengers to be used for communication, also using the subordinates of the Eagle King of the Heaven's Punishment Forest . Inform each other of information at any time, in case there is a change, we can give support.

On the second day, Dongfang asked Duanmufan and others to leave Tianxiang and hurried back to their respective families.

Mr. Jun Zhantian discussed with Mr. Dugu Zongheng, and his nose was in a mess. Mr. Dugu, who was drinking, heard the news from Mr. Jun, and couldn't help being stunned for a long time before waving his hands and saying: "You guys go, I won't Let's go! Dugu's house...not going anywhere!"

Jun Zhantian has been friends with him all his life, how can he not understand his thoughts? He didn't persuade him any more, sighed, got up and left silently.

Dugu Zongheng watched his back silently, and when Jun Zhantian was about to walk out of the door, he suddenly said in a low voice: "Tell your grandson, treat my granddaughter well! She is the treasure of our Dugu family ! If you treat him badly, I will kill him!"

Jun Zhantian stood silently for a while, sighed again, and walked away, leaving only one sentence: "The people of Tianxiang, I will leave it to you..."

Dugu watched him walk away, suddenly raised his neck, and poured down a large bowl full of wine. He murmured: "My lord, you still understand me. I am lonely, and I have never been a person who loves power. The boys in the family are not the material for conspiracy... But, the two pillars of the Tianxiang Kingdom's military He has guarded Tianxiang for sixty years! Tianxiang Kingdom not only has an emperor, but also hundreds of millions of people!"

"Your old gentleman's family is definitely going to leave, but if the Dugu family also leaves... what will they do? How can this old man bear to watch people die? My Dugu family's nine men, but also for these hundreds of millions of lives, Hold up a piece of rivers and mountains! Appreciate it or not, in short, this is one of the few meanings in my Dugu Zongheng life!" "As for the royal family... When did the old man put the royal family's glory and wealth in his eyes?"

Say a word, drink a big gulp of wine, after this passage, Dugu Zongheng slumped on the table, the wine bowl fell to the ground with a clatter, smashed to pieces, but he still muttered to himself: "Heroes rush up Before... At this precarious time 31, how can the heroes of our Dugu family retreat? The only way is to go forward! , can't go..."

The top and bottom of the Jun family are preparing for the big and small matters of the evacuation,

Only Mr. Jun sat alone on the high tower of Jun's house, looking out in a daze. Tianxiang City, every brick and tile, every plant and tree, seemed to be unable to see enough...

This is the place that the old man and his family have guarded all their lives! For this, the old man has survived hundreds of times in his entire life! For this, he rose up with no regrets and no hesitation, turned into a military god, and fought on the battlefield! The wind and moon in the pass over there, the cold wind in the desert, the iron hooves in the grassland, the howling roar, the Jun family is full of people, who has never experienced it...

The old man watched quietly, his eyes slowly filled with crystal tears, two lines of clear tears flowed slowly down his cheeks, hung on his snow-white beard, and then fell to the ground drop by drop... all

From youth to old age, how many brothers have turned into bones before my eyes; how many good men have fought bloody battles under my leadership, shrouded in horse leather... My own sons and grandsons have all sprinkled their blood on the On this land...

There is still the light of the sword flashing in front of my eyes, and the majestic and sad horn is still ringing in my ears... The eyes of the brothers when they were dying are still in my heart, and the cry of dying is still stirring in my chest.

"Brother Jun! Brother Jun..." Jun Zhantian closed his eyes fiercely, his old face twitching. He lowered his head, closed his eyes tightly, only his shoulders trembled and shrugged slightly—r——reluctant! reluctant! Really reluctant... But now, I'm finally leaving!

This place obviously left me with countless blood and regrets, but when it comes to leaving, why does my heart feel so painful?

"A hero takes life and death lightly in a hundred battles, and a strong man will never turn back in his life; iron horses, glaciers, and winds are broken, and a few times the blood of the soul dream knife is thick!" Jun Zhantian was almost choked up, and read out the poem of luck. Pop-up novels, I often wiped the blood on the sword with my old brothers after the war, and chanted loudly, now, how many people still remember?

Jun Zhantian's tears flowed vertically and horizontally on his face, but he gritted his teeth tightly, and let out a cry-like voice word by word from the gap between his teeth: "Brothers, I...really...leave...leave This is where your heroic souls are... If you miss me, I look forward to meeting you in your dreams.

This strong old man didn't cry when his son died; he didn't cry when his grandson died, but today, he shed emotional tears unconsciously! Because, he is about to leave this land that he loves so much... It is also the land that he has devoted all his life to!

Even though this land failed him, even though the imperial power on this land hurt him, took away his son again and again, and framed his grandson... But the whole world, after all, is a king√$天百战Yu Sheng beat it down! It was also guarded by Jun's family after all the hardships! Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect?

Today, he has to be, can't not be! Because if he insists on not, Pain Wuwu and Jun Moxie will definitely not leave. In that case, the Jun family will truly be over! Two pairs of sons and grandsons have died for this piece of land. Will the last son and grandson also be buried in this piece of land? Can't! Never! So he has to go! Despite such reluctance. But now, he must be responsible for his family!

Jun Mowu was alone, dressed in elegant green clothes, strolling on the desolate street, walking towards the direction where the shouts came, walking at a leisurely pace.

His demeanor is very leisurely and his steps are easy, but the distance between each step is surprisingly consistent! He walked all the way there, walking attentively, even, very... solemnly! Because, the end of the road is the end of Tianjiao-Enge!

The blood debt of Jun Wuhui, the commander in white, the sad death of Jun Wumeng, the iron-blooded war god; the lives of his two elder brothers, Moyou Mochou, and his mother's ten-year sleep... all must be paid back to the chief culprit today! All the price!

Today, the Jun family has already decided to leave, so Jun Mowu will never do anything with long nights and dreams again! In any case... Today, the grievances and hatreds are settled!

The second prince was indeed cooperative enough, and Li Youran was agile enough, to be able to solve one smoothly in such a short period of time, and even caused such a big farce. Well, since this is the case, it would be better to catch up sooner than later, and simply use this auspicious day to solve the past and the past together!

Enmity and resentment will end today! There is me, the only descendant of the Jun family, asking for it with my own hands! From then on, the Jun family has no regrets! There will be no more life after life!

On Tianxiang Street, countless houses have been demolished, $) the bustling and lively streets and residential areas have now been turned into a battlefield for the two warring parties! In this not-so-large place, there were nearly 30,000 to 40,000 people shouting and fighting, blood flowing, limbs flying obliquely, people fell to the ground due to injuries, or died directly, and they were still shouting a moment ago Fighting and shouting, the next moment has turned into a corpse with a particularly warm body...

The logistics personnel kept rushing forward to snatch back the wounded on their own side, but those who were at the core of the battle had no choice but to admit that they were unlucky! No non-combatants would easily set foot there!

On the side of the emperor, His Majesty Tianxiang is full of majesty today, wearing a golden helmet and armor, riding proudly on a snow-white steed horse, holding a three-foot green spear to supervise the battle, and vowing to kill his son !

Behind him was the third prince Yang Xia, who also had an impassioned face, fearless of death! However, there were only forty or fifty people around him, holding up shields to protect him. It seems that the third prince is still very afraid of death!

Opposite them, in the distance, the second prince, with red eyes, was riding a fiery red horse, turning back and forth, like a donkey turning back and forth in a mill road, spit everywhere , with a ferocious face: "Kill! Kill this king! Kill those two sons of bitches! This king will definitely reward you! When this king ascends the throne and becomes emperor, you will all be loyal ministers of the founding of the country! Wealthy, rich, high-ranking officials, generous salary, You can get it at your fingertips! A successful battle will shine forever!"

On the high wall of the second prince's mansion, there is actually a chair hanging in the air, but this grand teacher's chair is placed on the big trees on both sides with two ropes. It is more than ten feet high and short from the ground. It was Li Youran, Mr. Li, dressed in fluttering white clothes, with a feather fan and scarf, talking and laughing freely, with a relaxed expression on his face. It really has a bit of the meaning of Mei Zhoulang of the Eastern Wu of the Three Kingdoms. While talking and laughing, the mast and scull were wiped out...

Li Youran observed the battle situation keenly, very calmly, and swung the folding fan in his hand to the left, and the messenger on the left raised the small flag in his hand and waved it. During the battle, the second prince immediately heard a horn sounding, and the formation was also in full swing. Will change accordingly! Occasionally swinging to the right, it will be another change——r———

Jun Moxie watched this scene quietly with a smile, and suddenly realized that the second prince's troops are at an absolute disadvantage, but under Li Youran's command, as the formation keeps changing, the entire battlefield has formed a In the grinding of flesh and blood, both sides suffered casualties, but most of the casualties were on the emperor's side, with fewer enemies and more enemies, and small fights against big ones, there may not be no possibility of a turnaround...

Jun Mowu can even be sure that such a strange situation should be deliberately created by Li Youran.

Otherwise, with his intellect, it is absolutely impossible to fall into such a deadly battle! Not so leisurely.

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