Looking up, I saw a sudden bright fire on the cliff.

If it were the light of the torch, there would probably be more than 2,000 people... No! It's not a torch...

The violently burning trees have fallen downwards, and the fire is like a meteor.

The fire rose from the grass and trees on both sides of the canyon.

"What's going on? We're surrounded..."

The Qing army shouted loudly, and panic spread to Xiyaoling, causing the front line to quickly collapse...

Niyaha could still keep calm, he knew that even if someone could climb the cliff, there would not be too many people.

As long as you don't panic, it doesn't matter...

But he was not panicked, but the Qing soldiers were already in chaos.

Niyaha seemed to see the scene where Deng Ai led two thousand divine weapons to the sky, killing Shu Kingdom to collapse...

"calm……"

"boom!"

The explosion sounded under the battle stage, and the entire battle stage swayed.

It was the kind of small cannonball that could be thrown by hand. This thing was far less powerful than artillery, but it made Niyaha feel a headache.

He hurriedly ran off the battlefield and called on his own guard to protect himself.

Turning back, I saw more than 200 people who were directly attacking him from the side...

Like a dagger, it suddenly penetrated into the heart...

The sky is getting brighter.

There are only more than twenty personal guards left around Niyaha.

He still had a large army, but they were all in chaos. With such a terrain and such a dark night, when the battle platform fell, he could not command the panicked soldiers...

There were only more than one hundred people left in the Chu army that raided over, but they separated the Qing army that was coming to support and forced Niyaha to the edge of the canyon.

His personal guards are the most brave Eight Banners Warriors. If he wants to fight to the death, he may not lose to the person in front of him.

But Niyaha didn't want to fight to the death, and he didn't have any other way out.

His back was against the rock wall, trying to keep his calm.

I saw a man and a woman standing in front of the Chu army, shouldering their shoulders, and forcing them step by step towards this side.

"Are you Wang Xiao?" Niyaha asked.

"I was worried that I wouldn't find you after getting off the cliff... Fortunately, you are very high-profile."

Wang Xiao held the sword and approached one more step closer.

A Qing soldier rushed forward roaringly. There was a "bang" behind Wang Xiao, and the bullet shot the Qing soldier to the ground.

Niyaha watched the guards around him fall down, and the cold sweat on his forehead gradually became more and more.

"I surrendered! King Jing'an, I have something to tell you, I can make all the soldiers surrender... everyone stops!"

He thought he was calm, but his body, which was close to the rock wall, forgot to stand up straight.

The Qing soldiers who were still trying to rush over from the outside were stunned.

They couldn't say that Jiang Weina said, "I'm going to fight to the death, why did Your Majesty surrender first." The depression in her heart was similar.

Wang Xiao turned around and looked north, and saw that Rui army had rushed down.

The most difficult part of this battle is not how to defeat the Qing army, but how to cross the 80-mile mountain steep.

“I don’t need to surrender.”

Niyaha still wanted to keep calm, but his hands were trembling violently. He took out a letter and raised it high.

"Please read this letter and understand my sincerity in surrendering..."

A soldier came forward to take it and handed it to Wang Xiao.

Niyaha breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes fell on the guards beside him, and he slowly spoke, "The Empress has made the decision, and promised the little girl... that child. I would like to be the Asuna Sheer of King Jing'an, Qibenheli..."

Wang Xiao looked at the letter in his hand casually and asked Tang Qianqian: "Asina Sheer, who is Qibian Heli?"

Tang Qianqian lost a lot of weight again, and she looked heroic with a voice in military uniform. She stood with her sword and answered the question with a cold heart.

"He was a famous general in the early Tang Dynasty. He was originally a Turkic royal family. After joining Li Shimin, he made great contributions. After Li Shimin's death, both of them requested suicide and burial. Later generations praised him for his "loyalty as iron and stone."

Niyaha turned his head and looked at it. The Rui army's rush to the Qing army in the distance had not stopped.

He knelt down quickly and said, "Yes, since ancient times, although the emperor has pacified Zhongxia, he has not been able to subdue Rongdi. Only Tiankang can succeed. I see that King Jing'an is very talented and has a great courage, and is comparable to Tiankang..."

He put his head on the ground. Although he didn't dare to look at Tang Qianqian, he also understood many things.

If Wang Xiao wants to accept his surrender, this woman is the biggest obstacle...

Wang Xiao was very close to this woman. For the time being, he must not let them know that it was his own rebellion, Gao Xingsheng to get rid of Tang Zhongyuan, and he must not let them know that he had the intention of killing their son.

really……

"The Loyalty of Iron and Stone?" Wang Xiao sneered: "You are chasing my son thousands of miles away. Is this your sincerity to surrender?"

"The son of King Jing'an?" Niyaha looked shocked and exclaimed: "I never knew that there was anything wrong, but I was ordered to chase Tang Feng... King Jing'an might not know that my Yehenara clan and Aisin Gioro had a deep hatred! I have a plan to help King Jing'an kill Dorgon..."

"Nalan Mingxiu? Is Nalan Mingzhu your son?" Wang Xiao suddenly interrupted him.

Niyaha was stunned.

Listen to me first and after all, what dowry my daughter has.

"Yes. I have always admired Sinology, so my youngest daughter at home translated her surname more elegantly..."

"Since that's the case, I'll read the first word for you..."

Niyaha was stunned again.

But Wang Xiao had already started to recite.

"There is no fixed position in the ancient and modern rivers and mountains. The sound of painting horns, the horses come and go frequently. Who can speak of the desolate scenery? The west wind blows the old red maple trees..."

Wang Xiao walked forward while reciting, while the sword in his hand was lifting higher and higher.

Niyaha wanted to get up to resist, but he didn't dare to, and quickly guessed the meaning of the lyrics.

For thousands of years, dynasties have changed like flowers blooming and fading... What did he want to say, is he compassion for the world?

"In the past, there were countless grievances, iron horses, golden swords, green tombs and dusk roads. How deep is the love? The sunset in the deep mountains and the late autumn rain."

...

Legend has it that Zhaojun went out of the frontier and buried his beard after his death. The grave was separated by green grass all year round, and it was called "Qing Tomb". How deep is Wang Zhaojun's love?

Why?

Did he compare Mingxiu to Wang Zhaojun?

Did he hope that Mingxiu would be like Wang Zhaojun, so that the two countries would no longer fight and make the world peaceful?

Niyaha felt a trembling heart when she thought of this.

He thought he had realized what Wang Xiao meant...

Wang Xiao obviously disliked the fact that he wanted to achieve peace in the world through war and bloodshed, and was testing himself and intimidating himself.

For a moment, Niyaha's thoughts turned to his mind, and he thought that the sword would not be cut off.

However, the next moment, his eyes glared!

"I guessed wrong..."

The sword fell, and blood surged from Niyaha's neck, and she fell to the ground with reluctance and anger.

...

Wang Xiao's eyes were very cold.

In the past, he and his beautiful Chinese teacher liked "Drinking Water Songs", but this is different from killing Niyaha or not.

The affectionate young master who sings the wind and the moon is compassionate and goes to read Wang Zhaojun’s resentment... Yes, the feelings and beauty that emphasizes love and righteousness.

But in front of the passionate young master and the rich and idle grandfather stepped out of the Qing Dynasty with his iron hooves, and countless people fell in a pool of blood... That romance is left to future generations.

At the same time, the imperial palace in the capital thousands of miles away seemed in detail.

Bumubutai once again asked Melzi to bring Nalan Mingxiu to the palace to speak.

Shortly after the Qing Dynasty entered the pass, there were not many rules. This time she even asked Su Moer to carry her youngest son over.

This child can now say some common words, but he can do a little Mandarin and Chinese, and he is beautiful again... Nalan Mingxiu leaned closer and couldn't help but shout, "What a cute brother."

Su Moer, who was beside her, looked happy when she saw the scene of these two little girls, and asked, "Is it good to marry the little prince when she grew up? You have agreed."

Nalan Mingxiu was only a little older, but she didn't understand the meaning, so she replied briskly: "Okay."

Melzi, who was beside him, looked up and saw Bumubutai's expression, and he vaguely understood something in his heart.
To be continued...