Gu Juefei didn't speak.

Lu Jinxi turned his head to look at him and remembered: "He let Xiao Tingzhi come so easily, and you have no doubt that someone will bring Xiao Tingzhi to the mansion, and you haven't seen Xue Kuang, and the news is impossible. So timely. That is to say, when Meng Ji told you that he could pick up Xiao Tingzhi to leave Zhuozhou and return to the capital, you already knew Xue Kuang's plan."

This is not bad at all.

Gu Juefei did not deny it.

Although his judgment has not been confirmed, he believes that he has guessed Xue Kuang's motive for doing this, that kind of unreasonable motive——

He was tired of using the banner of Xiao's royal family.

He was forced to this state, that is, to rebel in an open and honest way.

What was written in the rebuke letter at the beginning may be true: only when his general's mansion has really been persecuted by the Xiao royal family will he be rebellious, and at this moment will he resolutely direct himself. Forget the original Seventh Prince Xiao Tingzhi!

Tomorrow at noon, the capital will usher in not a new emperor who is about to ascend the throne, but the iron hoof of the palace will be levelled under the leadership of Xue Kuang!

Gu Juefei stopped in front of the door, looked back at her, didn't explain much, and didn't want her to worry, only said: "After I leave in the morning, you will have the Grand Master's Mansion completely sealed. Don't go out for half a step. Anyone who comes, block outside. Unless the war is settled and the winner is decided..."

To put it a little bigger, this is a major event for the family, the country, and the world.

To put it a little bit, this is a never-ending grievance between Gu Juefei and Xue Kuang that does not involve anyone else!

He wouldn't let her take risks with him.

Lu Jinxi also knew that she really couldn't help with the formation of troops, so she didn't refute any refutation, but just suppressed the surging emotions that were as strong as wine, revealing something that reassured him. smiled and said, "I listen to you."

Gu Juefei was relieved.

He was ugly when he returned to the house, and after entering the house, he had some supper with her, and then he hurriedly lay down and fell asleep.

The next morning, when Lu Jinxi opened his eyes, there was nothing beside him.

Only the sound of hooves and footsteps from the street passed through the huge Taishi Mansion and reached her ears.

It's been ten years.

After the battle of Hanshan Pass, the battle between Gu Juefei and Xue Kuang finally came to the end.

Chapter 212 Finale (1)

On the vast wilderness, a piece of decayed grass has not yet turned green.

A cold wind blew through the dawn sky.

Zhuozhou City stood in the darkness only twenty or thirty kilometers away from the capital, like an evil beast about to wake up, lying on the outline of the earth.

Xue Kuang sat in the barracks of the North City Camp. Under the lit oil lamp, there was a brand-new white cloth dipped in mellow liquor, and he wiped the stains on the sword bit by bit.

A series of hideous scars coiled between his shoulders and neck.

Even wearing a layer of white tunic outside, it couldn't hide the scary silhouette.

If a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools.

After more than ten years of hardships abroad, he has long been accustomed to such a situation, and he is even calm about all the dangers and sudden changes that will come.

Even if it was Gu Juefei's heavy calculations.

But what fundamental obstacle does this have for him?

What should be done is always done.

It was Gu Juefei's step-by-step persecution that made him see himself more clearly and deeply, and he had an unwilling and unwilling ambition!

Ambition, what's wrong with it?

The bad is never the lack of ambition, or the mismatch between ambition and ability.

"General, the three armies are in formation and ready to go!"

A young general, clad in armor and pressing his sword, entered, and when he bowed and bowed, he had already stated the situation of the preparations of the troops in the city.

But Xue Kuang did not respond.

The young general raised his head in doubt, only to see this general, who used to be like a god in the eyes of the people, with the dim light illuminating the side of his face, sketching out a few lines of firmness, which is actually the fundamental He didn't look at him, just focused on wiping the sword.

It is not a famous sword, nor is it a rare Honglu sword, it is just a very ordinary, finely forged three-foot long sword.

It's just that this sword is not as elegant as written in the play.

It is heavy, and it can give people a huge pressure between swings. It is an old sword that has been with him for nearly twenty years.

He didn't speak, and the general didn't dare to disturb him.

After waiting for a short while, saw him put down the white cloth, put the long sword in the sheath, and then put on the heavy armor, put on the sword, and strode out.

The sky was bright at this time.

The purging team was already waiting outside the city gate. A high camp was built under the city, and many subordinates, including Cai Xiu, were already waiting beside them.

When they saw Xue Kuang coming, everyone bowed down!

"Meet the General!"

30,000 people gathered together, all with strong physiques.

Their rough voices converged like a torrent, and with the collision of the armor and weapons on their bodies, they rushed high into the sky.

Xue Kuang strode onto the camp platform.

The palm of the weathered and tempered palm pressed the hilt of the sword on his side, and his cold eyes swept across the bodies of countless soldiers.

There was a moment of silence, but soon, a solid and thick voice was heard far away.

"Xue Mou has been in the army for half his life, and he has done his best for the country."

"In the past days, you either admired my name, or fought with me! All the people who killed were the aliens with wolf ambitions, and they fought hard battles to defend the family and the country!"

"But today! I, Xue Kuang, want to rebel!"

The whole army was quiet.

Sunlight poured out from the horizon, smearing the gloomy sky with a dazzling bright color, illuminating the original torches above and below the city walls.

The look on everyone's face is different.

But it is the same, it is the sudden clamor at the moment, the shivering in the body with blood and fear!

The same words, they have heard it before.

Just last night, after Xue Kuang let Xiao Tingzhi return to the capital under his nose!

"Last night, there were 50,000 people standing side by side with you! Today, there are only 30,000 soldiers standing by your side who will shed blood with you!"

"Swords have no eyes, wars are ruthless!"

"I, Xue Kuang, can't promise anything to you, only at this moment, this person's heart, with an uneasy blood!"

"Zheng-"

The long sword that had followed him for most of his life suddenly pulled out!

The icy cold light flashed across his resolute face, and then poured into the 30,000 pairs of eyes below, turning into countless murderous auras that shot straight into the sky!

Xue Kuang's voice was even more stern than these countless rushing murderous auras: "The prince and general have no seed! Born naked as an ordinary person, death is no more than a handful of loess on the head of a grassy grave! You and I were born and should never be slaves. Be a slave! Today, I do things, but I ask the two words of justice and righteousness between heaven and earth. Later historians should remember today's events and cite all people as an admonishment! For this reason, it is clear that the laws of heaven, even if my bloody males die, it is not a pity!"

Even if you die, it's not a pity!

Countless sons and daughters have been ignited by these words, and at this moment, they only raised their swords, spears, swords and halberds together with him, and screamed vigorously!

"Do not hesitate to die, do not hesitate to die!!!"

The majestic and mighty voice, far superior to Xue Kuang's own voice, reverberated between the heavens and the earth, spreading throughout the wilderness, as if it could shake the entire city!

The strong war wine was brought up, and everyone drank it with pride.

He just threw the empty bowl and let the fighting spirit surge in his heart, and with the loud horn sounded, he brazenly started!