Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 134 If this dynasty is not kind to me, then I will rebel!

After Liu Jiqian's body was transmitted back, Lu Wensheng, with little Jiqian lying on his body, went back to the city with everyone, only to find that a group of strange people were blocking the city gate.

They were well-equipped and looked solemn. They did not even brush away the snow that fell on their shoulders. There were two stretchers in the middle. Lu Wensheng's eyes were sharp. They were Yan Xunfeng and Liu Zhong. Liu Zhong was holding his abdomen, while Yan Xunfeng's chest had stopped moving.

The soldiers did not make way until a black horse came galloping towards them. The woman on the horse was dressed in a dark outfit. Her face was straight and dignified under her bamboo hat, and her brows were full of heroism. Her long hair like a waterfall was tied up with only a ribbon. As the whip fluttered, she almost merged with the galloping horse.

The woman's facial features were distinct, and her skin was not as fair as other girls'. Instead, it was a slightly darker wheat color with a honey-colored luster. Under her sharp sword-like eyebrows, her eyes were slightly lighter in color, as cold as glass beads, revealing a murderous aura that seemed to be able to penetrate everything.

She dismounted from the horse swiftly and gracefully, her gestures more like a man's. There was not a trace of a girl in her body. Instead, she looked like the husband of a young girl's dreams.

"What are you doing here?!" Yan Buhuan was still standing on the city wall, looking at the woman with an unfriendly face.

"I will take my husband away from this filthy place."

The woman was Yan Xunfeng's wife, Lou Wancen, the eldest daughter of the Lou family.

Lou Wancen knew that she could not arrive in time to support her husband. In order to tie down the troops on the grassland, she led her army to launch a surprise attack on the grassland people's base. Then a fierce north wind blew, the grassland people's flags collapsed, and the army retreated like ants. There were dead branches and weeds, iron helmets splattered with blood, and the hoarse wails were strange and mournful.

But man proposes, God disposes. Who knew that when the grassland army was forced to move away, it was too late for Yan Xunfeng? ——The peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze, but everything in the world is like a dream. Several life and death separations are all destined to be a heavy stroke of fate......

Looking at her husband who had already died, Lou Wancen's eyes were red. She touched her husband's cold face, closed her eyes to hide the grief in them, and looked up at Yan Buhuan.

The sharp eyes stared at Yan Buhuan, as if they wanted to peel him apart, making Yan Buhuan feel uncomfortable all over.

"You can take Yan Xunfeng away, but you must hand over the military token of the Yan Family Army!"

Lou Wancen sneered: "So this is what you guys were thinking? But I'm afraid it will fail. Do you think I'm doing this with your consent? I'm informing you! I'm definitely taking Yan Xunfeng with me!"

Yan Qingshu: Oh my god, my sister is so cool and domineering.

"As a woman, you want to be in charge of military affairs?!" Yan Buhuan was extremely shocked.

The Yan family only has one son, Yan Xunfeng. Logically, with Yan Xunfeng gone, the military power should have been returned to the central government. No one expected that a Cheng Yaojin like Lou Wancen would appear halfway.

"I am the daughter of a general. There is not a single coward in the Lou family! I can also control the military talisman! As long as there are still people in the Lou family, they will not hand over the hard work of the Yan family to you! Just give up on this idea!"

"What a joke! There is no such thing as a husband dying and his wife succeeding him!"

"Then let me set a precedent!" Lou Wancen said, and asked his men to bring Yan Xunfeng, Liu Zhong and the soldiers who were still breathing.

"You are a woman in charge of the army, aren't you afraid that your husband will be restless in his grave?!"

Lou Wancen sneered: "The military token of the Yan Family Army has always been in my hands. My husband gave it to me personally. If you really want to know, I can send you down!"

She had said long ago that she did not want to work for this corrupt court, but her poor husband still had illusions and now he has lost his life.

"How dare you! You, a woman, want to get involved in military power? This is a disrespect for the imperial court. Moreover, the military token is a life-saving token!"

"How could you know that the border is dangerous? All the men are guarding the frontier, the three armies are trembling in front of the tent, and the weak women are just showing off their skills. There is no need to talk about women's bodies.

Have you not seen Qin Liangyu on the peach blossom horse, who could defeat thousands of troops with a white pole? Have you not seen the Pingyang girl in the women's army, who could shock tens of thousands of soldiers in Guanzhong.

I have thrown away my brocade coat and red clothes since I was young, galloped out of the gate, experienced the turbulent times, embraced the moon to shine on the mountains and rivers, had many broken dreams, carried a gun and walked like a dragon, broke the yellow sand, how am I not a man? !

What's more, the crown prince is unkind, the food and grass are exploited at every level, the pensions are deducted one by one, and the lies written in ink are used to cover up the truth written in our blood! How can my thousands of iron-willed soldiers still fight for you? !

Don’t say that women are not heroes, the dragon springs are chirping on the wall every night! —F**k prince! Screw the loyal emperor, tell the prince, he should know whose Spring and Autumn Annals this is! This Spring and Autumn Annals of the country was never written for him! "

"Madam Yan, are you planning a rebellion?!" Yan Buhuan's face turned pale. He had never expected that Lou Wancen's temper was even more fierce than Yan Xunfeng's.

"Rebellion? You can say whatever you want. Let us rebuild the old country and return the thousand-mile smoke from cooking fires! - I, Lou Wancen, will rebel against your chaotic dynasty!" This dynasty is not kind to me, so what if I rebel? !

She wanted to prove the incompetence of the Yong Dynasty, she wanted to avenge her husband and those soldiers, and she wanted to take that risk as a woman!

She was never Miss Lou, nor Madam Yan, she was Lou Wancen! A female general Lou Wancen who was not among the men but had a stronger heart than men!

The battlefield is full of bones on snowy hills, and the lone loyal man refuses to surrender even if he dies a thousand times. A message to travelers: don't cover your nose, the living are not as fragrant as the dead - this should never be normal!

"Lou Wancen, you!" Yan Buhuan was so angry that he was shaking with anger. He couldn't help but think too much.

"Is this the attitude of your Lou family?"

"No, this is my attitude!" She wanted to crush her father's delusion and let him make a choice! Her brother was useless, so why not leave the future to her? Time would tell.

Yan Buhuan thought that Lou Wancen was talking nonsense here, and the Yan family soldiers around him would be restless and would not like being commanded by a woman. He didn't expect that Lou Wancen gave an order and they actually followed! He immediately realized that something was wrong and hurriedly asked his subordinates to write a letter to the central government.

Lou Wancen jumped onto his horse, shook his cloak, and rode away with his team.

When the ice and snow melt, burying the past glory, only the desolate loneliness remains in the world; when the wind blows away the former glory, only the sad sighs are left in the wind, echoing between the sky.

The people who really control history are not the kings, but the old farmers who work hard in the rice fields, the merchants who travel on the official roads, the officials who are forbidden to speak in the court, the students who study hard under the lonely lamp, and the soldiers who stick to the battlefield covered in dust...

Most of them are destined to remain unknown and unable to leave their names in history, but they are the real masters of history - there is no exception from ancient times to the present.

History is but three lines on a piece of paper. How can it contain the prosperity and decline of thousands of years and the absurdity of eternity?

The heaviness and humiliation are all recorded in history, but it is dotted with new branches that grow from the vibrations.

You know, even the common people can still break the dawn.

The rulers of Dayong will pay a heavy price for their actions. When troubled times come, one man's call will lead to the response of thousands of people, and the mountain above their heads will be pushed down.

(Hanqing: history books, Bu Yi Qian Shou: Bu Yi: a name for common people; Qian Shou: a name for common people in the Warring States Period and the Qin Dynasty. In ancient times, it referred to ordinary people)

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