Chapter 1005
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In the snow, with the lighting of the lights and the waving of the plain sticks in the snow, hundreds of thousands of the northern army officers and men, dressed in white snow armour, almost melted into the surrounding silver ground, and stood in silence like statues.
The iron men of the northern army were all mourning, biting their lips, and looking sad.
For a long time, Wang Jiangyu of Bei'an, who built the northern army, is the soul of this northern army. However, just like a beauty who can't help but turn white, the legend will inevitably end. The big day released by the old king of Bei'an in the deep snow field of the far north has been witnessed by all the northern army officers and soldiers who fought in the snow plain, and they will never forget it.
This is the glory of the Lord and the glory of the northern army!
In the midst of the heavy snow, Hou Jiangqing, who is tall and straight with the same white armor, slowly walks towards the northern army. When he and Wang Jiangyu in Bei'an were young, they had seven points of imagination on their faces. On their faces, they were solemn and sorrowful. Behind them, they were followed by two equally upright figures.
They are all very imaginative, but their ages span a long time. Then Jiang Qing looks back and asks a young man behind him. With some hoarse voice, Jiang Tu tells the story:
"jiangtu, this Marquis has been guarding the Arctic city for a long time. Although he doesn't know much about Tianmenguan, his majesty has already let Jiang Yue, the fourth son of the old man Since the capital of God came to Tianmen to guard the spirit, now the old man's great funeral is in front of him. What about others? "
There is a trace of sternness in Hou Jiangqing's inquiries. In fact, there are very few meetings with Wang Bei'an except Shanzi, and they are not familiar with each other. Jiang Yue, who has lived in the capital city since childhood, can be said to have been brought up by Tu himself. After hearing the speech, Jiang Tu, who was behind the Marquis of Tianmen, thought a little and then opened his mouth In response:
"news came from the front of the White Emperor's palace that his majesty had come to Tianmen pass first, so Jiang Yue, as his Majesty's personal guard of Tianhui army, should accompany his Majesty in Nancheng at this time."
"A few years ago, when I heard news from the capital city, I always said that Jiang Yue was a rebellious boy and did not cause much trouble. Now that he has become one of the taboos of Tianhui army, he has not disgraced Jiang. Let him come with his majesty without waiting for him."
The voice was still flat and cold from the mouth of Hou Jiangqing in Tianmen, but what the two people behind did not see was that there was a trace of gratification in the eyes of the iron blooded marquis.
After Mo Yue's ten rest, the three men stepped up to the command platform in front of the northern army array. Then Jiang Qing looked around for a circle below. Their right fists were raised slowly, and they raised their right fists to the sky and sent out a roar that rang through the heaven and earth:
"one of the three great Xia kings of my father, King Bei'an, once said that when his soul returned to heaven and earth, he would be buried in the ice and snow in the northern territory of northern China I have fulfilled his promise and turned into a big day in the deep snow field of the north. Today, we, the children of the northern army, are here to send the last leg to the commander-in-chief. "
After Jiang Qing's roar fell, he stopped for a moment and continued to raise his head to the sky and let out a louder roar:
"please wear my father's clothes!"
After the roar, all the soldiers from the North raised their hands and beat their chests at the same time. Their eyes were burning at the robes and crowns held by Jiang's children not far away from the palace. The robes were embroidered with divine birds, and the large crowns were placed on the robes, and escorted by a group of solemn Jiang's disciples.
Then Jiang Qing, the eldest son, took the crown and robe with both hands. His body was as straight as loose. Then he turned around under the heavy snow and walked out of the palace step by step.
"The whole army obeys orders and lines up to see him off!"
After that, the captains and the soldiers behind them lined up in a neat line, followed by Jiang Qing and his children, and left silently outside the northern city of Tianmen pass.
In the whole world, except for the sound of armor collision made by soldiers walking, and the wind whistling in the sky with heavy snow flying, there was no other half sound coming out. All the people held their breath and saw off in silence.
When the emperor of Wei Dynasty came to the north gate of the city, he was the first one to see off the emperor.
"Open the gate
With a full roar, on the wall between heaven and earth, the huge gate opened. At the same time, another deafening drum came out from the wall, tearing the whole sky.
"Dong! Bang! Bang
Under the sound of drums, all men and women, old and young, walk out of their houses and come to the streets full of snow. Then they kneel down in silence and pay a deep homage to the dark northern sky. In a flash, the bustling Tianmenguan south city becomes quiet in an instant, and a strong and extremely sad mood is enveloped in the snow.
At the same time, on the high wall of Tianmen pass, a carriage stopped in silence. Beside the carriage, Zhao Yu and his party stood in the snow. At this time, the young emperor had put on a solemn and solemn black robe, and looked down at the slowly opened gate below. His face was solemn and calm.The thundering drums made the city wall tremble slightly. Then, on the wall of the city, a small figure wrapped in black robes, watched Jiang Qing holding up the figure below, and gradually stepped out of the guanpao outside the Tianmen pass wall. He raised his hand, covered his heart, and squatted down slowly. He could no longer restrain it, sending out a sad cry that pierced the sky.
This lament, in the deafening drum sound, is so insignificant, but it is the love and hate of this storyteller's life. Then Jiang Yue, standing next to the figure, sighs gently, and tears also blur her eyes.
"Your Majesty, it's time for war."
Liang Po took out a pure black cloak from the carriage and put it on Zhao Yu. After his voice dropped, Zhao Yu nodded and looked at the long dragon like seeing off team in Tianmen gorge. His figure gradually disappeared.
But when Zhao Yu's emperor's shadow appeared again, it had already come to the front of all people, like a touch of black, standing proud on the plain white snow plain, and instantly became the center of heaven and earth.
At the next moment, all the officials and soldiers of the northern army all knelt down on one knee, and the whole team of seeing off looked like a long dragon turning over in an instant, and silently, they started countless snow foam and rolled around.
Then Zhao Yu raised his hand and clenched his fist, thumped his chest and made a military salute. The emperor's voice rose from the sky and resounded through the sky:
"it's lucky for the snow field to bury his heart bone, the glory will never die, and he will send Wang Jiangyu to the earth in Bei'an!"
After the voice of the young emperor fell, all the people in Tianmen gorge also clenched their fists and chests, and roared up in the sky. The sound of mountain roaring and tsunami rose to the sky and surrounded the whole northern territory of the great Xia Dynasty:
"the glory is forever, the will is immortal, and we will send his highness Bei'an to the earth!"
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In the snow, with the lighting of the lights and the waving of the plain sticks in the snow, hundreds of thousands of the northern army officers and men, dressed in white snow armour, almost melted into the surrounding silver ground, and stood in silence like statues.
The iron men of the northern army were all mourning, biting their lips, and looking sad.
For a long time, Wang Jiangyu of Bei'an, who built the northern army, is the soul of this northern army. However, just like a beauty who can't help but turn white, the legend will inevitably end. The big day released by the old king of Bei'an in the deep snow field of the far north has been witnessed by all the northern army officers and soldiers who fought in the snow plain, and they will never forget it.
This is the glory of the Lord and the glory of the northern army!
In the midst of the heavy snow, Hou Jiangqing, who is tall and straight with the same white armor, slowly walks towards the northern army. When he and Wang Jiangyu in Bei'an were young, they had seven points of imagination on their faces. On their faces, they were solemn and sorrowful. Behind them, they were followed by two equally upright figures.
They are all very imaginative, but their ages span a long time. Then Jiang Qing looks back and asks a young man behind him. With some hoarse voice, Jiang Tu tells the story:
"jiangtu, this Marquis has been guarding the Arctic city for a long time. Although he doesn't know much about Tianmenguan, his majesty has already let Jiang Yue, the fourth son of the old man Since the capital of God came to Tianmen to guard the spirit, now the old man's great funeral is in front of him. What about others? "
There is a trace of sternness in Hou Jiangqing's inquiries. In fact, there are very few meetings with Wang Bei'an except Shanzi, and they are not familiar with each other. Jiang Yue, who has lived in the capital city since childhood, can be said to have been brought up by Tu himself. After hearing the speech, Jiang Tu, who was behind the Marquis of Tianmen, thought a little and then opened his mouth In response:
"news came from the front of the White Emperor's palace that his majesty had come to Tianmen pass first, so Jiang Yue, as his Majesty's personal guard of Tianhui army, should accompany his Majesty in Nancheng at this time."
"A few years ago, when I heard news from the capital city, I always said that Jiang Yue was a rebellious boy and did not cause much trouble. Now that he has become one of the taboos of Tianhui army, he has not disgraced Jiang. Let him come with his majesty without waiting for him."
The voice was still flat and cold from the mouth of Hou Jiangqing in Tianmen, but what the two people behind did not see was that there was a trace of gratification in the eyes of the iron blooded marquis.
After Mo Yue's ten rest, the three men stepped up to the command platform in front of the northern army array. Then Jiang Qing looked around for a circle below. Their right fists were raised slowly, and they raised their right fists to the sky and sent out a roar that rang through the heaven and earth:
"one of the three great Xia kings of my father, King Bei'an, once said that when his soul returned to heaven and earth, he would be buried in the ice and snow in the northern territory of northern China I have fulfilled his promise and turned into a big day in the deep snow field of the north. Today, we, the children of the northern army, are here to send the last leg to the commander-in-chief. "
After Jiang Qing's roar fell, he stopped for a moment and continued to raise his head to the sky and let out a louder roar:
"please wear my father's clothes!"
After the roar, all the soldiers from the North raised their hands and beat their chests at the same time. Their eyes were burning at the robes and crowns held by Jiang's children not far away from the palace. The robes were embroidered with divine birds, and the large crowns were placed on the robes, and escorted by a group of solemn Jiang's disciples.
Then Jiang Qing, the eldest son, took the crown and robe with both hands. His body was as straight as loose. Then he turned around under the heavy snow and walked out of the palace step by step.
"The whole army obeys orders and lines up to see him off!"
After that, the captains and the soldiers behind them lined up in a neat line, followed by Jiang Qing and his children, and left silently outside the northern city of Tianmen pass.
In the whole world, except for the sound of armor collision made by soldiers walking, and the wind whistling in the sky with heavy snow flying, there was no other half sound coming out. All the people held their breath and saw off in silence.
When the emperor of Wei Dynasty came to the north gate of the city, he was the first one to see off the emperor.
"Open the gate
With a full roar, on the wall between heaven and earth, the huge gate opened. At the same time, another deafening drum came out from the wall, tearing the whole sky.
"Dong! Bang! Bang
Under the sound of drums, all men and women, old and young, walk out of their houses and come to the streets full of snow. Then they kneel down in silence and pay a deep homage to the dark northern sky. In a flash, the bustling Tianmenguan south city becomes quiet in an instant, and a strong and extremely sad mood is enveloped in the snow.
At the same time, on the high wall of Tianmen pass, a carriage stopped in silence. Beside the carriage, Zhao Yu and his party stood in the snow. At this time, the young emperor had put on a solemn and solemn black robe, and looked down at the slowly opened gate below. His face was solemn and calm.The thundering drums made the city wall tremble slightly. Then, on the wall of the city, a small figure wrapped in black robes, watched Jiang Qing holding up the figure below, and gradually stepped out of the guanpao outside the Tianmen pass wall. He raised his hand, covered his heart, and squatted down slowly. He could no longer restrain it, sending out a sad cry that pierced the sky.
This lament, in the deafening drum sound, is so insignificant, but it is the love and hate of this storyteller's life. Then Jiang Yue, standing next to the figure, sighs gently, and tears also blur her eyes.
"Your Majesty, it's time for war."
Liang Po took out a pure black cloak from the carriage and put it on Zhao Yu. After his voice dropped, Zhao Yu nodded and looked at the long dragon like seeing off team in Tianmen gorge. His figure gradually disappeared.
But when Zhao Yu's emperor's shadow appeared again, it had already come to the front of all people, like a touch of black, standing proud on the plain white snow plain, and instantly became the center of heaven and earth.
At the next moment, all the officials and soldiers of the northern army all knelt down on one knee, and the whole team of seeing off looked like a long dragon turning over in an instant, and silently, they started countless snow foam and rolled around.
Then Zhao Yu raised his hand and clenched his fist, thumped his chest and made a military salute. The emperor's voice rose from the sky and resounded through the sky:
"it's lucky for the snow field to bury his heart bone, the glory will never die, and he will send Wang Jiangyu to the earth in Bei'an!"
After the voice of the young emperor fell, all the people in Tianmen gorge also clenched their fists and chests, and roared up in the sky. The sound of mountain roaring and tsunami rose to the sky and surrounded the whole northern territory of the great Xia Dynasty:
"the glory is forever, the will is immortal, and we will send his highness Bei'an to the earth!"
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In the snow, with the lighting of the lights and the waving of the plain sticks in the snow, hundreds of thousands of the northern army officers and men, dressed in white snow armour, almost melted into the surrounding silver ground, and stood in silence like statues. The iron men of the northern army were all mourning, biting their lips, and looking sad. For a long time, Wang Jiangyu of Bei'an, who built the northern army, is the soul of this northern army. However, just like a beauty who can't help but turn white, the legend will inevitably end. The big day released by the old king of Bei'an in the deep snow field of the far north has been witnessed by all the northern army officers and soldiers who fought in the snow plain, and they will never forget it. This is the glory of the Lord and the glory of the northern army! In the midst of the heavy snow, Hou Jiangqing, who is tall and straight with the same white armor, slowly walks towards the northern army. When he and Wang Jiangyu in Bei'an were young, they had seven points of imagination on their faces. On their faces, they were solemn and sorrowful. Behind them, they were followed by two equally upright figures. They are all very imaginative, but their ages span a long time. Then Jiang Qing looks back and asks a young man behind him. With some hoarse voice, Jiang Tu tells the story: "jiangtu, this Marquis has been guarding the Arctic city for a long time. Although he doesn't know much about Tianmenguan, his majesty has already let Jiang Yue, the fourth son of the old man Since the capital of God came to Tianmen to guard the spirit, now the old man's great funeral is in front of him. What about others? " There is a trace of sternness in Hou Jiangqing's inquiries. In fact, there are very few meetings with Wang Bei'an except Shanzi, and they are not familiar with each other. Jiang Yue, who has lived in the capital city since childhood, can be said to have been brought up by Tu himself. After hearing the speech, Jiang Tu, who was behind the Marquis of Tianmen, thought a little and then opened his mouth In response: "news came from the front of the White Emperor's palace that his majesty had come to Tianmen pass first, so Jiang Yue, as his Majesty's personal guard of Tianhui army, should accompany his Majesty in Nancheng at this time." "A few years ago, when I heard news from the capital city, I always said that Jiang Yue was a rebellious boy and did not cause much trouble. Now that he has become one of the taboos of Tianhui army, he has not disgraced Jiang. Let him come with his majesty without waiting for him." The voice was still flat and cold from the mouth of Hou Jiangqing in Tianmen, but what the two people behind did not see was that there was a trace of gratification in the eyes of the iron blooded marquis. After Mo Yue's ten rest, the three men stepped up to the command platform in front of the northern army array. Then Jiang Qing looked around for a circle below. Their right fists were raised slowly, and they raised their right fists to the sky and sent out a roar that rang through the heaven and earth: "one of the three great Xia kings of my father, King Bei'an, once said that when his soul returned to heaven and earth, he would be buried in the ice and snow in the northern territory of northern China I have fulfilled his promise and turned into a big day in the deep snow field of the north. Today, we, the children of the northern army, are here to send the last leg to the commander-in-chief. " After Jiang Qing's roar fell, he stopped for a moment and continued to raise his head to the sky and let out a louder roar: "please wear my father's clothes!" After the roar, all the soldiers from the North raised their hands and beat their chests at the same time. Their eyes were burning at the robes and crowns held by Jiang's children not far away from the palace. The robes were embroidered with divine birds, and the large crowns were placed on the robes, and escorted by a group of solemn Jiang's disciples. Then Jiang Qing, the eldest son, took the crown and robe with both hands. His body was as straight as loose. Then he turned around under the heavy snow and walked out of the palace step by step. "The whole army obeys orders and lines up to see him off!" After that, the captains and the soldiers behind them lined up in a neat line, followed by Jiang Qing and his children, and left silently outside the northern city of Tianmen pass. In the whole world, except for the sound of armor collision made by soldiers walking, and the wind whistling in the sky with heavy snow flying, there was no other half sound coming out. All the people held their breath and saw off in silence. When the emperor of Wei Dynasty came to the north gate of the city, he was the first one to see off the emperor. "Open the gate With a full roar, on the wall between heaven and earth, the huge gate opened. At the same time, another deafening drum came out from the wall, tearing the whole sky. "Dong! Bang! Bang Under the sound of drums, all men and women, old and young, walk out of their houses and come to the streets full of snow. Then they kneel down in silence and pay a deep homage to the dark northern sky. In a flash, the bustling Tianmenguan south city becomes quiet in an instant, and a strong and extremely sad mood is enveloped in the snow. At the same time, on the high wall of Tianmen pass, a carriage stopped in silence. Beside the carriage, Zhao Yu and his party stood in the snow. At this time, the young emperor had put on a solemn and solemn black robe, and looked down at the slowly opened gate below. His face was solemn and calm.The thundering drums made the city wall tremble slightly. Then, on the wall of the city, a small figure wrapped in black robes, watched Jiang Qing holding up the figure below, and gradually stepped out of the guanpao outside the Tianmen pass wall. He raised his hand, covered his heart, and squatted down slowly. He could no longer restrain it, sending out a sad cry that pierced the sky. This lament, in the deafening drum sound, is so insignificant, but it is the love and hate of this storyteller's life. Then Jiang Yue, standing next to the figure, sighs gently, and tears also blur her eyes. "Your Majesty, it's time for war." Liang Po took out a pure black cloak from the carriage and put it on Zhao Yu. After his voice dropped, Zhao Yu nodded and looked at the long dragon like seeing off team in Tianmen gorge. His figure gradually disappeared. But when Zhao Yu's emperor's shadow appeared again, it had already come to the front of all people, like a touch of black, standing proud on the plain white snow plain, and instantly became the center of heaven and earth. At the next moment, all the officials and soldiers of the northern army all knelt down on one knee, and the whole team of seeing off looked like a long dragon turning over in an instant, and silently, they started countless snow foam and rolled around. Then Zhao Yu raised his hand and clenched his fist, thumped his chest and made a military salute. The emperor's voice rose from the sky and resounded through the sky: "it's lucky for the snow field to bury his heart bone, the glory will never die, and he will send Wang Jiangyu to the earth in Bei'an!" After the voice of the young emperor fell, all the people in Tianmen gorge also clenched their fists and chests, and roared up in the sky. The sound of mountain roaring and tsunami rose to the sky and surrounded the whole northern territory of the great Xia Dynasty: "the glory is forever, the will is immortal, and we will send his highness Bei'an to the earth!" www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
