The night is as blurred as a painting, the moon is like a wheel in the sky, and there are wolves roaring in the quiet mountains and forests, which makes the dark night more sad and desolate.

Han Yue jumped off the bow and galloped all the way, and continued to move forward along the mountain road. His skills are now shocking, and his speed of traveling with light skills is naturally terrifying. After just one hour, he was dozens of miles away from the fleet.

Running so far, Han Yue gradually became a little tired. He slowed down and continued to move forward, still heading in a certain direction.

At this time, the bright moon in the sky slightly turned west, and the stars in the sky seemed even more dazzling. Suddenly, the forest ahead became loose, and a village was vaguely seen through the gaps in the woods.

The land of Bashu in Jiannan has been fertile and rich since ancient times. Han Yue slowly approached the village along the mountain road and found that the road was covered with fields with straight land of Longping.

A canal of water was attracted by a large river in the distance. Even though the fields were still indoctrinated at night, under the moonlight, large leaves were seen rippling with the wind, and they were still green rapeseed native to Sichuan.

"What a good place..." Han Yue sighed, his face a little sad. He bent down and pulled up a rapeseed, and then carefully put it in his sachet.

His sachet is extremely valuable. It was sewn with golden silk and silver thread of Silla Princess Jin Ling'er. Han Yue used such a sachet to fill a rapeseed, just to remind himself to remember the pain in front of him.

What pain is there in front of you?

The village is extinct!

This small village on the side of the mountain is not very large, and at most, there are only a hundred families watching nearby. The reason why Han Yue concluded that this village was extinct was because there was no light in the village and there was no barking of dogs in the middle of the night.

The rapeseed in the fields grows very well. It can be seen that people take good care of each day, but the villages in front are obviously not smoked. There is only one reason for this, that is, this place has just been burned, killed, looted, and the entire village has become extinct.

"Songzan Gampo, wait for me!" Han Yue suddenly let out a breath and roared fiercely to the sky.

He quickly walked into the village along the path beside the fields, and saw broken walls everywhere. Some of the wooden doors were obviously marked by the burning of fire, and it looked pitch black and desolate under the moonlight.

This is a village that was killed, and there were no people looking for all the houses. Han Yue searched all the way through the village. Occasionally, he would see a corpse lying in the courtyard of a farmer. The body was bitten by wild beasts, but he could vaguely identify it as an old and weak person.

"The elderly cannot do their jobs, so they are massacred and exterminated on the spot. They look for no corpses of women, children and young and strong people in the village. Then they may have been plundered and used as slaves, and they are mixed with Tubo. You are waiting..."

Han Yue felt very sad, and at the same time, an enlightenment emerged in his heart. He slowly followed the road and suddenly looked back and roared loudly at the village, swearing angrily: "The deceased here is true. Don't close your eyes on the road to the underworld. If you open your eyes and look at it, I will definitely avenge you. I swear to the heaven that Tubo plunders my compatriots and kills my people, and the blood hatred should be a hundred times."

He stomped the ground heavily under his feet and ran away along the road. The manpower was exhausted, and Han Yue did not waste time staying to collect the body. He deliberately wanted to leave the bones of the old man in the village that were not as good as soil in the open air, so that one day he would get a good burial after avenging his revenge.

Perhaps some Confucian scholars would criticize him for being artificial when they knew it, but Han Yue would use such sadness to keep awakening himself. He would make his anger prosper so that he could massacre the entire Tubo in the future.

The wind was as cool as water at night, and wolves roared in the distant mountains. Han Yue left the village and walked forward again, galloping for a few more hours.

That night he passed by four or five villages, all of which were broken walls and deserted. He suddenly found some Taoist corpses in the last village, each of which was full of wounds.

These Taoists were old, middle-aged and young. Their bodies were tied with ropes and hung on trees. A bloody wooden stake was erected where the corpse was hung. Someone carved a line of Chinese characters with a knife, which said: Those who resisted Tubo were slaughtered like pigs and sheep...

Rumble

Han Yue slapped the wooden stakes with anger, and wood chips were flying all over the sky.

Under the night, a young man roared to the sky, and his voice spread to the distant mountains and forests. The wolves were sobbing that they were all sobbing and dared not whimper.

Han Yue left the village again in grief and anger, but still did not stay to restrain the Taoist body. He stood outside the village for a while, suddenly took out a fluorescent satellite phone from his arms, and then gently fluttered the phone's keyboard.

It was already late at night, but the phone rang three times and it was connected. Queen Changsun asked in shock with sleepiness and said anxiously: "Is it Yue'er? What's wrong with you..."

Han Yue put his phone in his ear, tears kept falling down the corners of his eyes. He choked for a long time and did not speak. Changsun's voice in the receiver became even more anxious and said in panic: "Yue'er, Yue'er, are you crying? Tell your mother quickly, what happened?"

There was Li Shimin's voice vaguely next to him, as if he was sleepy and suddenly woke up, and he said worriedly: "What's wrong with the stinky brat? You have to call this point? Have you arrived in Jiannan? Is the war unhappy? You are talking, is it because you are short of troops, so you are defeated?"

Suddenly, I felt that my tone was wrong, so I quickly said, "Don't be afraid, good boy, I will immediately call the ministers to discuss at night. I will save you even if I take time to the capital. I will definitely support me. You can find a place to hide and wait for reinforcements. I would rather the three guards of the Western Palace be wiped out. My mother and I should live well..."

Poor parents in the world, both the emperor and the eldest grandson have only one thought at this moment, that is, if the eldest son encounters something, he must protect the child first even if he sacrifices everything.

Han Yue spoke softly until this time and whispered to the microphone: "Don't worry, father, don't be afraid, mother, everything is fine, not like you are worried. This evening, my army under my command has just got off the boat and is preparing to rest on the spot for three days before going to fight..."

Changsun obviously breathed a sigh of relief on the other end of the phone, while Li Shimin continued to ask, saying, "Then my son's tone is sad and uneasy. What kind of bad things have you encountered tonight?"

Han Yue did not answer the emperor, but said softly: "Don't ask, Father, I want to hear my mother's voice."

A sudden sound of someone falling down came from the other end of the phone, and Li Shimin roared and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing in Guanyin Maid? I almost got my head out of my way."

This situation was obviously because Changsun overthrew the emperor to the bed in anger, and perhaps the emperor's head hit somewhere on the head of the bed.

The next moment, Changsun's gentle voice came again, and Rou said softly: "Good boy, tell me, don't worry, mom is listening."

Han Yue sighed gently on the sky, suddenly gritted his teeth and shouted, "My mother, my son wants to kill people, my son wants to kill many people. I want to slaughter the entire Tubo, I want to let the plateau be buried with the people..."

The other end of the phone was silent, and the queen was very clever and became a listener.

Han Yue suddenly pressed the phone to death, and then put it back hard on his waist. This time, he did not stop at his feet, and he urged his internal force to run wildly into the distance.

In the queen's bedroom in Chang'an Palace, Li Shimin was half sitting on the bedside in his clothes. Changsun sighed and took back his cell phone, and suddenly said to her husband softly: "Yue'er is very sad. He has never been so sad. Your Majesty, after fighting Tubo, he never wants his children to fight again. He is soft and shameless. I never want his children to be hurt again..."

Li Shimin nodded slowly and said solemnly: "The Tang Dynasty cannot rely on him alone. I have been a little lazy in recent years. People say that parents are big trees for their children to shelter from wind and rain, but in recent years, children help us become big trees..."

He reached out and held Changsun’s palm and whispered warmly: “Go to bed early, and the envoy banquet will be held tomorrow. The child is angry on the front line. We two must cooperate to create opportunities. The acting tomorrow must be more realistic. You must not be discovered by Lu Dongzan, Yue'er has arrived in Jiannan.”

Changsun nodded, and fell down with her husband in his heart. The emperor and his wife were obviously not sleepy, and there was still a vague self-blame deep in their hearts.

On this side of Jiannan Road, Han Yue hung up the phone and galloped wildly, like a tiger sprinting to the mountains, galloping for more than 200 miles in the middle of the night.

Suddenly there was a high mountain blocking the road ahead, and Han Yue roared and climbed the mountain.

The river is full of mountains, and this mountain is the most famous. It is surrounded by clouds and mist all year round. It is known as Emei. Han Yue rushed along the mountain stream and arrived at the top of the mountain in just half an hour. At this time, the night had passed, and the east was slightly white. The red sun below the clouds had not yet jumped out, but the sky was already stained with red and brilliant.

Dong, Dongdong

Suddenly a bell rang on the top of Mount Emei, and it seemed to be able to cleanse the soul. However, Han Yue roared wildly and shouted loudly: "Ring the bell, ring the bell, ring the death knives you..."

He flew again under his feet and rushed along the bell. Soon, a towering temple appeared in front of him, and more than a dozen novice monks who had risen up in the morning were cleaning the temple.

Although someone cleaned the temple, the temple gate seemed to be closed. Han Yue rushed over and roared, shouting: "The bald man inside, open the door for me..."

This posture is obviously a question. The dozen novice monks in front of the temple gate suddenly glared at each other. Unfortunately, before they could speak, Han Yue had already sneered. He suddenly jumped forward and waved his palm and slapped a novice monk to death.

The remaining novice fan exclaimed and ran around, only then did he realize that the person who was going up the mountain was a cruel and cruel person.

At this time, there were rapid steps behind the temple gate, and then I saw seven or eight old monks walking out of the side gate. These monks were all hypocritical, and the leader was not inferior to the Buddhist monk Zhicao. They were the host of the Buddhist temples in Mount Emei.

When the old monk saw Han Yue, he was shocked and blurted out: "King Zhao of Xifu? You are the number one king of the Tang Dynasty, the King of Xifu Zhao of Xifu..."

The other old monks were shocked when they heard this, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Although it is difficult to understand the land of Bashu, Buddhism has made many free means. Mount Emei is a famous temple in the world. The host in the temple has naturally seen the portrait of Han Yue. Although other old monks have never seen the portrait of Han Yue, they have heard of Han Yue's name as the killing star.

The host's eyes swept away the dead monk on the ground, his deep pupils shrank significantly. The next moment he quickly walked towards Han Yue, clasped his hands together and bowed: "I don't know that the old monk is really wrong to welcome him. What is the prince's intention to come here? Why did he kill the little monk who practiced in the temple as soon as he met?"

Han Yue smiled coldly and said, "Master Zhiyun, I will give you two choices..."

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