Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 209 Lou Wancen

The entire wilderness was filled with black masses of soldiers, rushing in like a tide, accompanied by hoarse shouts. As the artillery carts of both sides swung, stones fell from the sky like a rainstorm, and arrows flew in the air.

The soldiers' faces were covered in blood, and they kept waving their bloody weapons in their hands. Large numbers of soldiers fell dead in the pool of blood. Behind them, someone raised his knife and rushed forward. The sounds of fighting and the clashing of swords resounded through the world. The sight of mountains of corpses and seas of blood was terrifying.

The endless battlefield was like hell on earth. The air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood, the smoke of gunpowder drifted in the air, and the blazing flames illuminated the sky blood red. The blood-stained soldiers were fighting their last desperate battle, slashing with their swords while letting out wild and crazy roars like wild beasts from their throats.

The sky is full of beacon fires and war drums are beating, and heroic figures can be seen everywhere in the smoke. Lou Wancen is wearing armor, and his red tassels are dancing in the wind. His eyebrows are like distant black ink with heroic spirit, and his eyes are like cold stars shining sharp. The horse under his crotch is neighing and its hooves are flying. He is waving a silver spear, and his arms are tense with muscles and veins bulging.

First, he stabbed fiercely, and the tip of the spear went straight for the enemy's throat like lightning. The move was fierce and caught people off guard. With a turn of the wrist, the silver spear drew an arc in the air, and the silver spear stabbed down from top to bottom with great force, like a dragon emerging from the sea, unstoppable. The tip of the spear passed like a meteor and directly pierced the opponent's chest.

The silver spear lifted the man up high, the red tassel trembling, stained even more brightly by the blood, the silver spear swept across, bringing up a sharp gust of wind, and threw the corpse out, knocking down several grassland soldiers.

Seeing the enemy soldiers riding towards her and trying to surround her, Lou Wancen decisively drew her spear again. She clenched her hands tightly and used the spear to block the enemy's long sword. She used the force to push the enemy off his horse, and then she drew her spear again, with the tip of the spear accurately piercing the chest of another enemy soldier.

The silver spear in her hand was like a nimble dragon. Wherever it went, blood splattered and enemies fell one after another. It was like the god of war descending, majestic and awe-inspiring.

This was the nth battle between the grassland army and the Lou family army. Lou Wancen could no longer remember clearly. When she was taking over the army, she looked at the Dayong army with its city gates tightly closed in the distance with contempt in her eyes - she really had no good impression of them for fighting among themselves in times of crisis and treating the grassland army as invisible good-for-nothings when they met them.

Walking on the dirty snow back to the tent, Lou Wancen unfastened the buckle of his shoulder pads, took off the heavy shoulder pads, and was able to stretch his strong arms a little.

Then, the arm guards and wrist guards were removed one by one. She bent down slightly and loosened the connection of the armor with great effort. The heavy breastplate fell to the ground with a dull sound.

He wiped the sweat off his forehead, picked up the water on the table and drank it quickly. He caught a glimpse of the poems hanging in the tent.

“Look for mountains to lean on, and wind to brush my clothes.

When looking for a river, I met a cold traveler, who sighed as he walked.

We are all guests in a hurry, the bright moon shines on us as we return.

Delicate flowers surround the pavilion, and the yard is full of spring.

Let me borrow a star, its dim light will bring peace of mind.

From ancient times to today, the world has been full of ups and downs. "

Lou Wancen wiped his mouth, memories and nostalgia flashing across his eyes.

"General Lou, the banquet is ready." A message came from the soldiers outside the tent.

"Okay, I understand." Lou Wancen came back to her senses and responded - now that her old friend has passed away, she should live a better life.

At the military celebration banquet, the bright firelight made the wine even stronger. The fame and achievements of the soldiers and generals melted in their throats and rolled through their intestines. The drunkenness was thick and turned into a night party.

Even though he was sitting in the highest position, Lou Wancen felt as if he was just a golden cup, the walls of which were floating upside down. Hundreds of people were drinking from their cups, their shadows were dim, but the strong liquor could not melt the cup, only misting a pair of eyes under his brows.

She looked at her father who had stepped down and given the main seat to her. Although he acknowledged her position, Lou Wancen knew that her father was actually not happy with her behavior - he still did not approve of it.

After thinking a lot, Lou Wancen left the table before the banquet was over and the wine had cooled. The hotter it was in the tent, the colder his lips and teeth felt after he came out. He was shivering and could not tell the difference between hot and cold.

Only by taking a deep breath can you smell the rising aroma of dust and wine at this moment, dispersing the fleeting intoxication.

The night fell over thousands of broken loess ridges. A tiny bit of light flickered slowly between heaven and earth. Amid the torches, Lou Wancen followed his deputy general Liu Zhong up to the city wall.

Under the dim sky, soldiers held weapons with cold white light flashing on them. In the wilderness of the cold bandits, strong winds were howling, shaking the withered grass and tangled bushes. The bright moon was hanging alone in the sky, and the shadows of people in the moonlight were swaying and reflecting the firelight.

Looking at the scenery below, Lou Wancen's heart was filled with excitement - she only knew that the higher she climbed, the closer she would be to the sky.

"Wanwan."

The wind brought the sound from not far away over, and Lou Wancen turned around and saw his father who was supposed to be at the banquet.

His silver hair was as white as snow but combed neatly. Under his broad forehead, his thick eyebrows were as sharp as swords. Although they were dyed white with the frost of time, they still revealed a heroic spirit.

His body is slightly hunched, but one can still imagine how he looked in armor and majestic. His hands are covered with calluses, which are the marks left by years of holding knives and guns, witnessing his lifelong military career.

This was the father she was proud of, but he was also a man who could not see the situation clearly - Lou Wancen turned her head away.

"It's been a long time since we've talked to each other alone. We are close relatives, so there's nothing we can't say to each other from the bottom of our hearts."

Liu Zhong was smart enough to go down with a torch.

"My daughter is afraid that my father will be unhappy if I tell him." Lou Wancen looked at Lou Zhenfeng steadily.

"You can talk now."

"Okay, I don't want you to give up power like a child, but to take power! I don't want you to indulge me and let me move around in the army just because you love me as your daughter!

I want to be the general of the Lou family army and the heir of the Lou family! My daughter is obviously capable of this, so why does my father always keep my true intention vague? Is it because I am a woman, such a ridiculous reason? !

Just because Lou Yuxiao is a man, even if he has no talent as a general, do you want to hand over the Lou Family Army to him?"

Lou Zhenfeng paused and said, "But the woman is not suitable after all. If she marries again, won't all the efforts of the Lou family army be wasted?"

"Who says that a woman's destiny is to get married? I, the Lou family army, will never allow others to interfere! Besides, my daughter will never get married again!"

There was a sudden silence on the city wall. After a long while, Lou Zhenfeng sighed and said, "How nice it would be if you were a man?"

Lou Wancen sneered: "My daughter doesn't think it's a pity to be a woman. Now the capable ones are appointed. Father, you should be fair to me and make a choice as soon as possible.

Father, you have the lofty ambition of Mount Kunlun, and have never been defeated on the battlefield. You also followed the late emperor and wore the blood-stained flag. Who can judge your twenty years of fame and honor?

Now you are loyal to the emperor, and your silent submission is ultimately due to the frustration in your heart. Whether it is state affairs or family affairs, you seem to be a little unclear, so it is better to hesitate less. "

After Lou Wancen finished speaking, he went down the city wall.

Lou Zhenfeng has complicated feelings towards his daughter. He raised her like a boy when she was little. He also wanted his daughter to be different from those women in wealthy mansions.

On the contrary, his son, who was supposed to inherit the family business, was mediocre in martial arts, preferred reading, and was a little indecisive. Whenever he saw his outstanding daughter, he couldn't help but feel gratified and emotional, thinking that the two children were really born in the wrong womb and had the wrong gender.

He saw his daughter's ability clearly, how could he not know it? It's just that he...even though he had some vision, he was still worldly after all.

After a long while, Lou Zhenfeng bent his back a little more: "Well, who says the phoenix is ​​inferior to the dragon?"

Looking at the city of Dayong in the distance, Lou Zhenfeng sighed: He claimed to be hiding his edge, but instead he lost his energy and spirit. In the end, it was his daughter who forced him to make a choice - Dayong, it is really going to collapse.