On the yellowish-brown tree trunk, the cicada pupae had turned into a worm. In the bright light, it vibrated the air and made a monotonous sound. The tree grew high in the yard. Not far from the tree trunk, the hibiscus flowers were budding.
In front of a wooden building in the distance, a woman held the railing with one hand. She looked at the sun and flowers in front of her, lost in thought.
Far away in the south was her hometown, but she might never be able to go back.
The raindrops fell on the leaves of the hibiscus flower. She raised her head slightly and the raindrops fell in the blink of an eye. She raised her head and pinched the lapel in front of her chest with one hand, feeling the coolness coming from outside the eaves. From the room behind her, a tall but gentle Jurchen general, the "Goddess of Grains" Wanyan Xiyin, walked over and held his wife's shoulder, looking up at the sky with her.
The sudden rainstorm fell on the bustling Dading Prefecture. The ancient city of Beijing was bathed in the sun and rain …
In the Ning Prefecture of Shangjing, Wanyan Zonghan walked up the stairs to the Jurchen palace to see the bear-like emperor, Wanyan Wuqimai.
As he stepped through the gate, the emperor was already waiting for him with open arms and a smile.
Two hundred miles away from Shangjing, under the sky, there was a cavalry squad. Near the huge military camp, the Jurchen soldiers came and went in groups. On the large platform of the drill ground, the God of War, Wanyan Zongwang, stood with his hands clenched. He looked at the thousands of Jurchen soldiers training with a solemn expression.
As the wind blew, the huge banner along with his cloak fluttered in the wind. At a certain moment, he raised his fist in the wind. The sun shone down, and in the sky ahead, the shouts of countless soldiers shook the heavens.
Murderous intent spread …
Night.
The grass carpet undulated under the starry night like gentle waves. Under the light of the moon and stars, the wolves straightened their necks and howled in the direction of the moon.
The wolves howled like the tide, but they were far away. In the field of vision, the hooves of horses trod past, one, two … gradually forming a formation of hundreds of horses. In the distance, there was a group of Mongolian yurts under the light of the fire. The group of horses returned to this huge tribe. The Mongolian women were welcoming the returning warriors. They put down their whips and untied the cloth bags on their bodies, handing the food and precious items inside to the people who came over. In the group, someone raised a bloody head, which meant that another ambitious person had fallen on the grasslands.
The surrounding crowd began to shout under the starry night, amidst the firelight!
Thousands of feet away, in the huge yurt in the middle of the tribe, the Fiendcelestial stood up, opened the tent, and walked out. The heroes of the grassland followed beside him.
The night wind blew, blowing past the huge tribe, passing by the yurts. The bonfire was flourishing. Autumn was coming.
The huge city of Bianliang had a dejected look on its face. The traces of the rebellion that shocked the world had yet to be removed. Now, 20% of the people in the city were gone.
In the throne room, the newly crowned Emperor sat on the Dragon Throne and looked at the memorials in his hands with a dignified expression. In the imperial court below, the officials were debating, quarreling, and opposing each other. A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes …
Somewhere in the south, the world's number one expert, Lin Zongwu, who looked like a Maitreya, stood on a cliff, looking at the sky in the north. Behind him, his subordinates were waiting for his reply. At a certain moment, he waved his hand and said something, and his subordinates left to carry out the order.
— Then let's go to the capital.
There was no joy on his face.
In the north, in a small village near the post road, a man named Mu Yi sat beside a stone mill, watching his wife busy not far away. He looked at the road in the distance, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
The world … had changed …
In Jiangning, the young prince rushed out of the workshop and watched the unsuccessful huge cloth bag turn to ashes in the fire …
In the west, the army was walking on the long road, and beside them, there were teams of horses and carriages following in front and behind. They were the escaping team of the Great Defiance of the World. At this moment, there was a sense of confusion in the team, but in the depths of their eyes, there was still exuberant pride.
At a certain moment, a team of scouts came from behind, passed the rear of the team, and followed a carriage in the middle position. A little ahead of the carriage, the one-eyed general also looked at him.
"Report, the one behind … has caught up …"
In the carriage, the man named Ning Yi poked his head out and closed a small notebook that he was writing and drawing. In front, the one-eyed general looked over. The carriage, the scouts, and the army were all moving forward. At a certain moment, Ning Yi finally opened his mouth.
"Then …" He opened his mouth.
…
"Fight."
…
In the air, there was a long saber waving.
Soon, there would be a reign of terror …
The field of vision opened from the sky!
It traversed and traced the long river of time, from the beginning of the boundless era, to the slash-and-burn cultivation, to the gathering and dispersing of tribes, to the abdication of the first emperor, to the enfeoffment of the Son of Heaven. From generation to generation, people multiplied, flourished, left, declined, people killed, people fought, people fought, people loved, people married. Chaotic times were coming, when the Black Knights split the earth, the world would be overturned, and heroes would be bathed in blood, but there would always be a golden age.
And we only need to watch, watch, and hope that the little light they left here will cross the long river, spread, and continue. Until we …
Become a better person.
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