"Put down your sword, or I won't mind going to war here."Mo left the cold Sensen, the sword blade in his hand is even more irritated in the moonlight.

Mo Chen looked at him for a moment, and his anger distorted his face.As if to measure something, the raised hand finally slowly put down, and the side face made a gesture to the guard behind, indicating that they should retreat.

When he saw that they hesitated, Mo Chen's face was crossed and he was directly annoyed: "The king told you to withdraw."

This drink, the majesty of all, those people after a moment of hesitation, finally retreated to a few steps, but still raise their swords to alert each other.

Mo saw them retreat, and he ordered the people of Chitose and Cold Entu to retreat.

As the two sides gathered the sword, the tension also eased slightly.

"Brother, if you finish talking, please let Yaoer come back, it's not too early, we should go back to rest."Mo pulls out of the cold sound.

"What is urgent, the words have not been finished!" the purpose has not been achieved, how can it be easy to go home.

Fang Yao also said, “I haven’t finished yet.”

She came to persuade Mo to leave the army, and before she began to persuade it, would she have left?

“Lin.”Mo really did not want to let her and Mo Chen be alone, but this girl was so capricious that he really called him a headache.

"It's okay."Fang Yao smiled shallowly and reassured him.Then he looked at Mo Chen and said, "Eight brother just wanted to kill me, and the sword would take my life by walking forward half an inch, but you did not, it means that you can't bear it, since the elder brother hates the big calendar, then I am also a big man, you can't bear it, can I think you don't hate the calendar as you say?"

Mo Chen's eyes were fading, and Fang Yao knew that she was different from others, so she was particularly merciless to her.Why compare yourself to those who are the great men?

Is it deliberately distorting his mind or humiliating the hatred in his heart.

“Brother, do you know what a mountain is called a mountain, and the blood is flowing into the river?”Fang Yao suddenly asked.

Mo Chen's eyelids slightly, still waiting for him to answer, Fang Yao said again: "Eight brother has never been to the battlefield, want to come to do not know."The only scene I have ever seen is probably the unsightly assassinations behind the scenes.But that's just a few dozen people, and that's hundreds of thousands of people."

When Fang Yao wakes himself up, do not speak too much, and stimulate Mo Chen, but he can't help it.The actions of Mo Chen before sending people to follow and monitor the assassination of Mo in the Xiangyang of Liuzhou were all said, and it was not a generalization of the words.

It is a person who will be angry, not to mention that Mo Chen has already been angry and anxious at this moment.

But Mo Chen also seems to be accustomed to Fang Yao's blow, except for the anger on the face, but the sword around the waist is not out again.

“Before I came to Beijing, I had never seen a mountain of bones and a river of blood.”Fang Yao continued, “Although I have read the history books and heard of the historical war, I have not seen it with my own eyes.But in Datong, in Liuzhou, I really really saw what is called a skeleton like a mountain.

After the snow disaster, the people in the city, starving to death, sick, frozen to death, every street, you can almost see the body.The government had boarders all the way to collect them and transport the bodies outside the city.I have seen the kind of board car that pulls vegetables, meat, and livestock, and never thought that corpses could overlap so much, and the walls were as high as the walls, which was really terrible.However, there is a more terrible, there is a big pit outside the city, remember the lotus pond of the Grand Palace, the pit is so big, no, twice as big as it is, the body is transported to the outside of the city all thrown in the huge pit, filled, beyond the plane of the great pit, the height of the pile.If you look at the night, there is no moonlight, you really think it is a mountain.

This is not the most sad, the most sad thing is that after the death of these people, their relatives are still alive in this world, some without husbands, some without wives, some without parents, some have no children, only lonely themselves, no dependence, I do not know how to live in the future.Once this war is started, how many huge pits like Liuzhou outside the city of Liuzhou are dug in this northern state?I don't know how many women and children have lost their husbands and fathers, and how many of these hundreds of thousands of soldiers have died because of this war, how many tragedies have you created?Not only our big calendar, but also your big county, do you want to see that kind of scene?”

Mo Chen was silent, he never thought of this.He only wants revenge, and he only wants justice for the efforts and hard work of the past two decades, which has finally become a joke.

And Fang Yao's words, let him suddenly have a sense of failure to know how to do, as if this decision is wrong, at least it does have his impulse.

“Big brother, there’s one thing you should know, my mother is dead.”It was the poisoned hand of the summer swallow, and I hated her, so she went to prison.She has this end, not because she only killed my mother, but because her sins can only be paid for by death.This is how you plant what you get.Your mother is the result.So your anger should not involve the innocent, if you hate the summer Yan like you hate the calendar, then the hundreds of thousands of summer soldiers in the Northern Mirror, I also want to bend all the killing to be avenge?

If your biological father is not a big county lord, but a great man, will you end your hatred with war?You just want to be a creditor, don’t you?

Of course, I am not saying this to make you hate only against the emperor and make you disadvantage him, but to tell you that your mother's sin was her own, and that it is not so special to others."Fang Yao said, “Let’s stop, it’s too late now.”Even if you win this war this time, then the great world will take revenge on your county again, so how many people will die?Don't be a thousand tragedy makers, you are the prince, you should be careful of people's livelihood, don't you?"

"You're talking lightly."It’s really hard to do.The lips of the mouth are tucked away.I have to say that Fang Yao really can talk, she is worthy of a teacher, she actually rely on her tongue, faded away the hatred in his heart.Making him feel more hostile to war is really an impulse.

He looked at Fang Yao, she was so smart, so capable, if she chose him, how good it would be.

Suddenly, there was a thought in Mochen’s mind, which was a delusion.But he still has to say.

"If you want me to withdraw, you can go back to the county with me, and be my princess, I swear that in my life, I will never be enemies with the great calendar, nor send a soldier to disturb the peace of the calendar."

This fell, and the thump and the cold throes took half a step forward.What do you mean, you’re going to steal someone from them?

Mo left the faint lip, at this time still want to play the idea, his eighth brother is really uneasy ah!

“Is that a condition?”Fang Yao asked.

“That is!”

“What if I don’t agree?”Fang Yao said, “Are you going to continue the war for me to continue the war on the calendar?”

This possibility is not excluded.Mo Chen's heart.

Fang Yao seemed to see through his mind and continue: "Eight brother, you are for the red, at the blood war calendar, in vain to send so many innocent soldiers to their lives, passed back, the big county lords think, what the minister of the DPRK and China think, who is convinced of you, embrace you?"The princess groaned her heart and blood, worked hard to plan everything for you, helped you not to take the position, and to fight for your life to keep you away, let you go back to the big county, and in the end, you will repay her in this way?"

“...” Mo Chen choked for a moment, and this choked him, and for a moment he did not know how to answer.Fang Yao thought he had figured it out, but he was silent for half a while, and asked her again, “Can’t you really choose me?”

“Can’t.”Fang Yao really did not want to be entangled with him on this issue, and her answer was obvious enough, "Because I don't love you, I don't love at all."

So how can I be with him?

At this moment, Mo Chen's heart seemed to be stabbed with a sword, blood and pain.He looked up and said, "I know you'll still be so desperate, but I still want to fight for it again."

Fang Yao looked at him with a wounded expression, and his heart was also a little impatient, and licked his lips and said, "I'm sorry."

These three words can not relieve Mo Chen half a little pain, but she still said.After all, her refusal hurt him, and she should apologize.

At this time, he was silent and suddenly said: "Eighth brother, there may be something that you should let you know."In fact, the father has long suspected your life, but he tolerates you so far, and may also be because he still pours the father and son's affection for you."

It was around the age of fifteen that the emperor doubted.I’ve only loved it for so many years, and he’s really unbearable.He thought that as long as Mo Chenan was a part of his great king, he would not care about these things for the sake of the great experience and the blessings of the people.

What I didn’t expect was that Moshe would act backwards.

This is unbearable.

When he heard this, he was completely shocked.Not to mention him, it was also a terrible surprise when Mo Wei heard this, who could have imagined that the father had already known that Mo Chen was not born, but he still loved it so much.

This kind of tolerance is very well-to-do.

He could not think of what Mo Chen felt at the moment, but the day after they left, the three hundred thousand troops of the county withdrew.

The battle of the century, which everyone thought would take place, was so silent and unheard of.