Chasing the Moon

Meet the rivers and lakes, fight decisively on the battlefield, plot to disrupt the palace, and compete in the world... In every turbulent battle, they tried their best and lost their sincerity. Even if he holds the best Shura Sword in the world, even if he has thousands of troops, and even if he controls the whole world, he can't cut off that strand of love, he can't break through that love barrier, he can't withstand that little love disaster! ——When I look down at China, the person standing next to me will only be you, only you! Nine days embrace the moon, and the moon fills the world. ———————————————————————————————————— "It's Donghuang's army, Donghuang's army is coming!" The sentry on the watchtower at the top of the city suddenly shouted. He immediately took out his horn and blew a powerful and far-reaching sound, which instantly spread in all directions. The North Vietnamese soldiers in the city immediately gathered. Commander Deng Fei and military advisor Lin Yue'er stepped onto the city wall and looked into the distance. I saw Donghuang's army rushing towards this side like an iron tide. As we get closer and closer, we can see the word "Rui" with flying dragons and phoenixes on the domineering flag, seeming to rise into the sky and tear the dark sky with its claws. At the head was a general with a golden sword and iron armor. His sword-shaped eyebrows were raised, his eyes were as cold as stars, and he was stern and majestic. His eyebrows were filled with the coldness engraved by the light and shadow of the sword. The black cloak flutters behind him, like a dark fire burning in the black pool of hell, with a heart-stopping murderous intent! Suddenly seeing this familiar figure, the color on Lin Yue'er's face faded. Her delicate fingers unconsciously dug into the blue bricks on the city wall, and she used all her strength to maintain her calm demeanor. The team ran straight to not far from the city gate, and Fang Lema stopped. At the same time, the general's black eyes suddenly narrowed, and in the forest of swords and swords on the tower, he recognized at a glance the figure that haunted him, loved him to the extreme, and hated him to the extreme. She was leaning against the wind at that high place, her clothes were flowing, her black hair was flying, her face was like snow, and her lips were also like snow, just like a cold moon beyond the nine thousand bustling cities. The clouds in the blue sky and the moon in the sky seem to be just a brief glimpse in the world of mortals, and then they are about to go away with the wind. The wind roared and the horse neighed, Qiu Shui's bright eyes turned around and met him directly. In a trance, my breath seemed to be cut off, as if the tide was rising on the other side, the stormy waves were rolling, and the iron horse came through the face, tearing open a piece of blood dripping with severe pain! Fire ignited in his eyes, and soon turned into frost. The intersection of ice and fire was as violent as the blade of a knife. A cold light flashed on the edge, and the strong bow was already in his hand. He stepped forward on horseback, drew his bow and nocked an arrow, and aimed the sharp arrow directly at the figure on the city that looked like a blue moon and light clouds. The delicate and delicate body trembled slightly, then straightened up stubbornly. A touch of sadness flashed across his bright eyes, and then solidified into an unyielding will, like an unyielding rock in the angry tide. The wind in the sky is strong, and the Royal Flag of North Vietnam is flapping, like an eagle soaring in the nine heavens, flying freely at the top of the city—— In the wind, Deng Fei's slightly panicked voice came: "Don't let him hurt the military advisor, shoot the arrow quickly, quickly!" Countless sharp arrows whizzed out, flying as fast as rain, but they all collapsed a few meters in front of him and fell into the dust. Not a single arrow could hurt him at all. There was a hint of coldness at the corner of his lips, and his strong bow slowly opened, like the autumn moon moving in the sky. Just one arrow can end everything. Love and hate, deception and betrayal, pain and struggle... Everything everything Just one arrow One arrow! The frozen posture, the frozen eyes, the frozen air... The battlefield was deathly silent, and the soldiers on both sides held their breath involuntarily, with awe, nervousness, and panic... Waiting for this earth-shattering arrow. She looked at him quietly, with a hint of compassion in her eyes. The faint smile on the lips is like moonlight, cold, gentle, and ubiquitous, moonlight. How to lose Can't stand it Such pain Will make life worse than death He knows! The bow string sank deeply into his hand, like a sharp blade, cutting into his fingers inch by inch, seeping into his flesh and blood. Finally, his fingers relaxed. The strong wind swept the sand, the strings shook with thunder, and the arrows were like shooting stars, dazzling as they headed straight for the city - Amidst the earth-shattering shouts of the soldiers, the arrow hit the North Vietnamese King's flag at the top of the city with great accuracy. The flagpole broke into two parts, and the flag rolled up and fell. It landed directly at her feet. The powerless posture is like a dead eagle that can no longer fly. There was a very complicated expression on her face. He was truly the person she fell in love with. His domineering power and arrogance that dominated the world were unmatched by anyone in the world. But now, he is her opponent, the most powerful and terrifying enemy of North Vietnam. Who could experience that helpless pain so truly and deeply as she did? Deep into the bone marrow, deep into the soul, where others cannot see, there are bloody wounds. His pain can be vented, but her pain can only be endured. Try your best to be patient! "What a powerful arrow!" Deng Fei's shocked voice came to his ears: "I didn't expect King Donghuang Rui to be such a powerful character. With just one arrow, our morale was greatly reduced. He won the victory for a while without fighting." Below the city, Donghuang soldiers cheered and shouted, the sound was loud; above the city, the North Vietnamese soldiers were dejected and gloomy. Sure enough, without fighting, he would have won for a while! She pursed her lips tightly, and sharp coldness and compelling pride leaked out of her eyes. "Take the king's flag!" She shouted suddenly, her clear voice was like the phoenix roaring in the sky, and her beautiful face was full of determination. A soldier knelt down and presented another royal flag to her. She held it tightly in her hand and raised it high. The flag fluttered in the wind, like another pair of eagle wings, about to soar into the clouds. In the astonished eyes of everyone, she flew up, as graceful as the wind, straight up to the city tower, and planted the royal flag at the highest point of the city. The building was high and the wind was fierce, the flags were flying up and down, rolling violently, with an extremely powerful force. Silence returned to the battlefield, and the soldiers of Donghuang also stopped cheering. Hundreds of thousands of eyes stared blankly at the graceful figure at the top of the city, watching her slowly walk to the royal flag, open her arms, and use her delicate body to protect the flag that symbolized the supreme royal power of North Vietnam. If the flag is there, the people are there; if the flag is gone, the people are dead! The firm posture conveyed strong and unshakable determination, which shocked everyone. Everyone looked at it dumbfounded—— Look at her wide sleeves catching the wind, floating like a fairy... Look at her graceful and elegant appearance... Above her head, there were surging black clouds; around her, there was the howling wind... The snow-clad black hair is fluttering in the wind, with a hint of melancholy fragility; the petite body is like a strong grass in the storm. Weak, but indestructible! Fragility and strength are so strangely blended together that it makes people feel pity and deep admiration. A weak woman actually sacrificed her life to protect Wang Qi. This scene immediately made the North Vietnamese soldiers' blood boil with enthusiasm and pride. "Wang Qi", "Wang Qi"... I don't know who shouted it first, and it soon spread out like a stormy sea. Gradually, all the North Vietnamese soldiers chanted these two words. The high-pitched voice conveyed the invincible belief and the determination to fight to the death, forming an overwhelming frenzy that echoed in the sky on the battlefield for a long time... Ouyang Xiao stared at her deeply, and there was a slight fluctuation in his black stone eyes, with a hint of admiration. The advantage she gained with one arrow had been completely wiped out by her unexpected move to die calmly. If he really went out of his way to shoot this "weak" woman to death, not only would the North Vietnamese soldiers be inexplicably sad and angry and share the same hatred of the enemy, but his own troops would also feel contempt and have low morale. Yue'er, I finally saw your ability to turn things around and turn things around again. Will you win next time? A faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and his eyes suddenly became intense. At this moment, he was like a black panther ready to go. And she is his prey. After catching the prey, do you tear it into pieces and swallow it, or do you tease and humiliate it to your heart's content? Who knows? Even he himself doesn't know. Purpose: Use the story of family and country to explain the principles of trust and persistence in love.