"Jun Chen Xiaojun breaks through to the master!"

"Xu Mutian has returned to his home."

Two news came to the imperial palace and the northern palace at the same time.

In the Palace of Peaceful Heart, the king supported his head with one hand and lay on the dragon couch.

After hearing the news, his eyes flashed and he waved his hand gently.

Lin Dong nodded and stepped back, standing in front of the Hall of Peaceful Heart, motionless like a sculpture.

Chen Zhuo was very excited in the palace of the Northern King.

Chen Xiaojun has a miserable fate, but now he has finally ended his hardships and has been very happy.

But while being excited, Chen Zhuo was also quite melancholy.

Chen Xiaojun likes Xu Yi, and he can see clearly as a father.

The dilemma is that because of Xu Yi's identity and Shen Zhuo's own identity, it is destined to be a fruitless fate.

The second round of the capital city is the Southern Prince's Mansion.

Xu Yi stood on the pavilion, facing the bitter cold wind, with a complicated expression.

He has never been as embarrassed as he is today.

But I have never been as thrilling as I am today.

"My king, aren't you still resting?" Hongye put on Xu Yi's coat and asked softly.

"Let's rest." Xu Yi nodded.

Hongye pursed her lips: "After you came back from Beiwang Mansion, you were in a bad mood. Is there something happening?"

Xu Yi's pretty face that looked like Chen Xiaojun, who was crying but smiling, seemed to appear before his eyes again.

Shaking his head, Xu Yi turned around and went back to the house: "Tomorrow morning, we will set off for southern Xinjiang."

"yes."

Hongye stood outside the door, facing the cold wind, feeling lost.

A woman's sixth sense made her realize that something must have happened.

However, she quickly calmed down.

It is impossible for the daughter of King Nan and King Bei Zhao to be the king of Heaven.

No words all night.

The next morning.

In the palace, a royal family airport.

A fighter plane soared into the sky, carrying Xu Yi, Hongye, and Yichen and the other three, heading towards the southern border.

At the same time, at the Beijing Military Airport, Chen Xiaojun, wearing white armor and a golden cloak waving in the wind, looked at the flashing light in the sky, and stepped on the fighter plane in front of him with a faint face.

After a while, the fighter plane glided for a while and flew towards the north.

In early spring, the wind and snow in the northern border stopped.

Under the sunlight, the ground was still snow-white.

The plane Chen Xiaojun was riding landed in the frozen city in the northern border.

Military boots stomped on the snow, making a creaking sound.

Chen Xiaojun bent down and squatted, held up a handful of pure white snow in both hands, and buried his face in.

After a long time, her face was covered with water droplets.

After wiping his face, Chen Xiaojun shouted: "Go back home!"

"Here!"

After roaring, the snow boats rushed towards the Northern Palace.

Soon, the Northern Palace appeared in sight.

Soon again, the Northern Palace arrived.

Chen Zhuo stood alone under the steps of the Northern Palace Palace, wearing white clothes, standing with his hands behind his back.

"Dad, fortunately, I have already broken through."

Chen Xiaojun knelt in front of Chen Zhuo on one knee.

That pretty face was full of perseverance.

Chen Zhuo helped Chen Xiaojun up, and there was unconcealed heartache on his majestic face.

"Xiaojun, how deep are you in your trap?" Chen Zhuo asked.

Chen Xiaojun's delicate body trembled slightly, he turned his head to look at the vast whiteness under the sun, and suddenly smiled: "Let it go."

Chen Zhuo's heart was tight and he remained silent for a long time.

After a while, it seemed as if he had made up his mind.

"If you really like Xu Mutian, your father will resign like the lord." Chen Zhuo said.

Chen Xiaojun was shocked and shook his head repeatedly: "Dad, you can't do this. Xu Mutian is reluctant to let go of the millions of soldiers in the southern border, so can you give up the soldiers who follow you with your life in the north?"

"But dad can't bear to let you suffer even more." Chen Zhuo sighed.

Chen Xiaojun exhaled and said seriously: "Dad, don't comfort me. Even if you give up the position of King Beizhao, the king of the country will not allow me to be with Xu Mutian. As long as you are still alive, the northern border will not listen to the orders of others. If you die, I will not want to live, let alone marry Xu Mutian?"

After a pause, Chen Xiaojun said again: "Compared to being Xu Mutian's wife, Chen Xiaojun is more willing to be a general who is on the battlefield. The Northern War Zone cannot be separated from the King of Beizhao and I, Mr. Chen!"

The sunlight shone on Shen Xiaojun's slightly raised side face.

A gust of cold wind blows just now.

The armor is fierce and the cloak is flying.

The picture is frozen.

There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent, and one smile makes people fall in love with the city and the other smiles.

It is better not to know whether to be beautiful or beauties, but to be beautiful again.

...

Southern Xinjiang!

Two heavy words.

"My king is about to arrive in Blood City."

"Um."

Xu Yi looked down from the machine window and saw a sudden appearance of blood at the end of the plain.

It was a huge city, bathed in the sun, exuding a tragic atmosphere.

The hero monuments stand in various parts of the city, and will not make the people of Blood City feel cold and terrifying. Anyone will feel solemn and solemn at first glance.

Even some people can only fall asleep peacefully by looking at the Hero Monument.

When the old King Nan passed away, the southern border was heartbroken.

Cangmang took the opportunity to launch an army and raid, breaking through the Yelang Pass in the southern border for the first time, and killing the "Nanguo City" at that time.

The innocent people were slaughtered, and three thousand soldiers guarding the city shed their last drop of blood, blocking the vast army for five hours.

Reinforcements finally arrived and fought bloody battles with tens of thousands of vast armies.

The vast army is coming continuously.

The soldiers from southern Xinjiang were rescued from other places.

Nanguo City became a battlefield, and both sides were furious and did not retreat at all.

Fight for half a month!

The city walls, streets, houses, etc. were all stained with blood.

The tragic level of this battle made my scalp numb.

In the end, more than 100,000 soldiers on both sides died in Nanguo City.

At the same time, Cangmang retreated, and Xu Yi captured 100,000 Cangmang soldiers and ordered all to be killed at the city of Nanguo.

Blood flows into a river!

South Country City was almost flattened.

After the war, Nanguo City was rebuilt, with bricks and walls all scarlet.

Nanguo City was renamed Blood City, with countless heroic monuments, and it is the last line of defense in southern Xinjiang.

Once the Blood City is broken and the enemy breaks into the plains, there will be danger.
To be continued...