The First Order

The falling wall is like a collapsed sky, and the rising sun above the sky is like a blazing flame.

There were no living defenders on the walls of the ramparts. Hassan, Serang Qi and others stood on the wall to fight for a long time, and then quietly waited for the owner of the grassland to enter the city and came to the barrier.

Before entering the city, Yan Liuyuan rode through the market town of refugees outside the barrier. On both sides of the road, the refugees hid in their shacks.

The barriers have been broken, but what is surprising is that the falling city wall did not spread to the market town. After a war, none of the refugees died.

Yan Liuyuan saw a child hiding in the shack, and his father kept him behind him, but the child couldn't help but probe Yan Liuyuan secretly.

Yan Liuyuan smiled, looking for Qiqige next to him to throw the beef jerky to the child, but he didn't say much and moved on.

The child who took the dried meat looked at Yan Liuyuan curiously, and he suddenly felt that the other person seemed to be the best person since he was born.

Eyes are like stars, eyebrows are like swords, and when you look at each other, it is like looking at a perfect god.

But what the kid didn't know was that when Yan Liuyuan looked at him, it seemed as if he had seen himself many years ago. At that time, there was also a man who always protected him behind him like his father.

When passing by a brick and stone yard, Yan Liuyuan saw many schoolchildren hiding inside, and he asked, "Is this a school in the market town?"

A young man said tremblingly: "Please let these children go, their oldest is 14 years old, the youngest is only 8 years old, even if the 176 barriers offend you, but these children are innocent."

This Mr. Xuetang was very frightened. Tie Qi, who entered the market town, could not see the end at a glance. The majestic horses needed him to look up to see the young man.

But no matter how scared he was, he didn't take a step back.

The muscular horse snorted, and the white gas from its nostrils was like an arrow.

The young Mr. Xuetang stepped back scared, but he still kept his students behind him.

Yan Liuyuan looked at the young man, and then smiled at the children: "You have a good teacher, remember to study hard. Someone told me that books are the best way to understand the world. After walking out of school, I want to understand this again. The world must pay the price of blood. This is your last refuge."

I don't know what I thought of, Yan Liuyuan was a little fascinated when he said this.

The young Mr. Xuetang was a little overwhelmed, and the young man on the opposite side was obviously very cruel, but it didn't seem to be the case.

"Pu Yan, give them some dried meat," Yan Liuyuan continued to ride forward, and no longer looked back at the children.

Pu Gu looked at the group of children with surprise, but in the end the tribe still carried a bag of dried meat and still said on the ground: "My master rewards you."

At this time, Hassan had run down the tower and knelt in the city to greet the new king respectfully.

"Get up," Yan Liuyuan said.

Kiki, who was beside him, suddenly discovered that when Yan Liuyuan entered the barrier, his expression gradually began to cool down, and he was judged to be the same as when he was in the market town.

Da, da, da, da.

The sound of crisp horseshoes rang on the long street of barrier 176, and the entire barrier was stunned by Yan Liuyuan's arrival.

The rough man and costumes on the grassland, and the majestic iron ride, form a stark contrast to the Chinese text.

On one side is a neat masonry building, on the other side are animal skins and blood-stained long swords. Yan Liuyuan sat quietly on the horse and looked around at him. Before, he had never thought that he would step on the barrier again in this capacity. , Set foot in the place I hate the most.

And now, it is the first time for the prairie people to enter the barriers more than two hundred years after the catastrophe.

The soldiers around looked at the city in a hurry, and the residents of the city all flinched at home, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

Hasan whispered next to Yan Liuyuan: "Master, shall we start?"

Yan Liuyuan glanced at him: "What started?"

"Slaughter City!" Hasan said: "The tribal leaders behind are very excited. They want the Slaughter City to show your glory. This is everyone's wish."

"Tucheng?" Yan Liuyuan froze for a moment. He looked at the tribal chiefs behind him. Sure enough, they could not wait for each one, especially the two chiefs of the servants of the Pulan and the Kugu. They were in this war. There are too many clan dead, and it is time to use the blood of the barriers to pay tribute to their clan.

And they all inquired with Hasan. The master said that they would sacrifice blood of 176 barriers.

Although everyone suffered heavy losses in the storm, although there will be a lot of material losses in the march to war, as long as a massacre passes, they will have a lot of wealth.

But at this time, Hassan found his owner was silent.

Once the massacre begins, there will be cries next to the ears, black smoke will rise from the large barriers, and countless people will die.

Yan Liuyuan looked at the barriers that were supposed to be very prosperous, and the broken barrier walls behind him. If Xiaoyu was here, she wouldn’t want to see the massacre happening here.

Suddenly he said, "If you pass the order, you can't kill the city. Let me get all the managers in this barrier first, tell the residents, as long as you report these officials, you can live, and talk about their crimes. But, before I get my order, whoever kills me indiscriminately will kill."

Hassan was a bit embarrassed: "If you go to kill yourself because of the death of the barriers, I'm afraid..."

Yan Liuyuan said calmly: "Then they still don't understand who is the master on the grassland."

"Understood," Hasan led his life. His order to Yan Liuyuan was of course unconditional obedience. If someone did not obey, then he should pull the person out and drag him to death with the horse.

The soldiers in the back moved quickly, and in just a few minutes they asked out the residences of several officials, and then dragged those barrier officials out of the house.

Yan Liuyuan sat on the horse's back calmly from beginning to end. Kiki was riding on the horse and followed. The brigade went towards the central bank of the barrier. A barrier official said that it was the official residence of the Shen family.

When he was about to arrive at the mansion, Hassan saw the manor's well-guarded and immediately rushed over with a heavy machine gun with the tribe of the Jin people.

Yan Liuyuan waited in Malaysia, and within half an hour, Hasan opened the door of his mansion.

The mansion was already bleeding into the river. All the living people were kneeling on the ground. Yan Liuyuan moved the horse. He looked at everyone in the mansion and said, "I heard that the person in charge of this barrier is called Shen Yin. Which one of you is standing? Get up and talk. Pu Guyan, you take someone to copy the granary and the arsenal, we must take everything we can take away."

After talking, Yan Liuyuan dismounted and walked to the villa in the manor until he sat on the leather sofa in the living room of the villa, before looking at the middle-aged man pressed by Hasan: "Are you Shenying?"

Shen Yin looked coldly at Yan Liuyuan: "The barbarians on the grassland also dare to come to the Central Plains for chaos. Are you not afraid of revenge from the entire Central Plains?"

Yan Liuyuan smiled: "Tinder? Kong's? Wang's? Who do you think will revenge for your family?"

As soon as this remark came out, Shen Yin immediately realized that the teenager in front of him should know the Central Plains very well, and the other party was prepared to break through barrier 176 this time.

"I'm curious," Yan Liuyuan's slender fingers tapped on the armrests of the leather sofa. "Barrier 176 was clearly the same as Fortress 178 earlier in the year. Why is it so degenerate now."

Shen Yin stared at Yan Liuyuan, but did not know how to answer this question.

At this time, a large number of barrier officials were brought to the mansion by the servant Lan Qi, with a thick stack of paper in his hand.

The officials were kneeled down in a row, and Lan Qi handed the paper to Yan Liuyuan: "Master, this is the criminal evidence written by the residents of the barriers."

"It seems that you are really unpopular," Yan Liuyuan took over the paper: "It is better to play a game, you report each other to expose, let me see if you have made a contribution."

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man knelt down on the ground and stepped out with his knees step by step: "I report that their Shen family has been in the city for decades to do prestige and blessing. This Shenyin is even more sinful, and even the wives of their subordinates are robbing!"

"Continue," Yan Liuyuan said with arms on the sofa, his palm supporting his chin.

"Also, Shen Yin is really not a thing. He killed innocents indiscriminately earlier. If he seizes the grassland, he likes to be tortured slowly!"

Someone turned this head on, and the accusations of others were like open taps that could no longer be stopped.

Noisy in the villa, someone said loudly: "Shen Yin still likes men!"

"He also selected women and children from the outlying market towns last year!"

Yan Liuyuan seemed impatient with the disorderly voice: "Okay."

The villa immediately fell silent again.

Yan Liuyuan looked to Shenyin: "Look, this is your barrier person, living with respect and virtue, but he loses his strength and happiness."

But he heard Shen Yin kneeling on the ground and sneered, "The drifters are nothing but pigs, what dignity and happiness they have."

"No, they are happier than you," Yan Liuyuan shook his head.

Shen Yin laughed loudly: "Those refugees can only run around for their livelihood. Some people sell their daughters to others. Some people can only steal chickens and dogs. Even if these people die under the mine, no one cares, and their families never mention revenge. Just ask how much compensation, some people sent their children to school, only to find out that what they learned was useless after a few years. Those who should dig sand should go to dig sand, and those who should go to the mine should go to the mine every day. I live today like a farm animal without a tomorrow. I ask you, such a person, how happy it is."

Yan Liuyuan looked at the morning light outside the gate of the villa. In his impression, the market town was not like this, nor was the refugees.

At that time, his brother came back from hunting, and obviously his family was already very poor, but the other party would often go to Wang Fugui's store to buy him two hard candy, sweet and greasy kind.

The elder brother will hide one first, and then give him only one, saying he will save him some food.

But Yan Liuyuan couldn't help it. He ate it all at once, and then looked at Ren Xiaosu with his eyes. At this time, Ren Xiaosu would take another one out of his pocket, so that he could get twice Surprise.

Every time during the Chinese New Year, his brother would go to Wang Fugui to buy him new clothes. Although they are very poor, he wears new clothes every year.

In the cold winter, the adults in the market town will go to the slaughterhouse to cut some fat and come back to make dumplings. On the big day, the smell of meat will come from the humble shack, and the greedy children are watching.

Wang Fugui would stand in the market town and send firecrackers to the children. They were small firecrackers removed from the five thousand sounding firecrackers. One child sent five and let them play.

The children ran madly and foolishly in the market town, and occasionally they knocked over other people's shacks. Then the adults in the family would quickly apologize and open the culprit's buttocks while apologizing.

There was laughter and crying.

During that time, everyone experienced poverty and suffering, but Yan Liuyuan just felt that the time in that memory was all happy.

Yan Liuyuan even recalled his brother's rare smile at that time.

But at a certain moment, Yan Liuyuan suddenly resisted to recall all this.

But he did not intend to tell Shen Yin to listen to it, and the other party was not worthy of listening to it.

"Servant Lanqi," Yan Liuyuan said.

Lanzi kneeled in front of Yan Liuyuan on one knee: "Master."

"It's no fun, kill these people and hang them at the door," Yan Liuyuan's eyes never put on Shen Yin and others: "I didn't allow you to slaughter the city before, now I allow you to copy these people. Home, a tribe copied a family, I believe it is enough to make up for your losses in the war, go, don’t let them make pig-like hiss."

After talking, Seran Qi and Su Guyan stood up excitedly. They directly punched into the mouths of Shen Yin and others with their knife handles, smashing their teeth one after another, and then they could not speak.

The officials who were once prominent in the barriers at this time opened their eyes wide in horror and wailed from the throat.

Shen Yin, who was still a little bit tough, is now incontinent.

Serangzi and others rushed to their official residences with their clan, doing whatever they wanted. There were gold bars, jewelry, and firearms hidden there. Hassan also evacuated the arsenal and granaries.

In the evening, this plunder was finally over.

The men on the grassland erected a huge wooden fence in front of the door of the villa, and then hung up the bodies of the officials one by one. From a distance, they looked like a row of scary wind chimes.

Regardless of whether Yan Liuyuan likes or dislikes these "wind chimes", prairie people now need to arouse their own bloodiness before they can face the more difficult wars in the future.

Yan Liuyuan must let them enjoy victory and killing again and again, and then become their most loyal believers.

At this time, it doesn’t matter whether you like it or not. The owner of the grassland only needs to consider whether his followers need it or not.

If the prairie man needs it, then he will turn the enemy's body into his banner.

Suddenly, Yan Liuyuan saw the newspaper on the coffee table in front of him, and the head of the newspaper read, Hope Media.

...

After seeing the newspaper, Yan Liuyuan didn't go to get it, but still leaned on the sofa with his eyes closed to refresh himself.The emissaries of the Qing family had already been taken with him, so he was not particularly interested in the newspaper.

Kiki was always beside him. At this moment, she felt the inner contradiction of Yan Liuyuan. It seemed that he was struggling.

The little girl pulled out the comb from her sleeve and stood behind Yan Liuyuan, brushing his hair cleverly. She combed her hair and said, "You are now Dad and their hope."

"Hope?" Yan Liuyuan repeated, as if pondering the meaning of these two words.

The little girl said, "Yeah, I have never seen Dad so brave. Before the big tribe asked him to contribute cattle and sheep, he could only promise to offer cattle and sheep, and the rest of the tribe dared not be angry. Words are different now. I saw him talking to the head of the Qiudun tribe that day.

"That's because the power in his hand has become stronger," Yan Liuyuan said with a smile: "The Qiudun tribe is declining. I originally wanted to see if they were brave and warlike in this war, but the result made me very Disappointed, the Qiudun people have been hiding behind them, and they have been emboldened. How could your dad face such a person, how could he be emboldened."

"It's not true," Kiki said softly. "Abba said, it was the gods who gave him strength. Now every morning, he will bring his mother to kneel with you, he said you can take the prairie people to live well There is no need to fear anyone anymore. Now the tribes say that you are the sun in the sky, and I think it is also true that only when the sun in the sky comes to earth, will it look so beautiful."

"Okay," Yan Liuyuan smiled. "Go find your dad and tell him that I am ready to leave here."

The ghost made a difference. Yan Liuyuan picked up the newspaper on the coffee table. He glanced at the date. The newspaper looked like it was yesterday.

He had heard of Hope Media, because Wang Fugui likes to read newspapers every day.

At that time, he would also ask Wang Fugui, why the other party likes to read newspapers, Wang Fugui laughed and said that he was killing time, and then told Yan Liuyuan to follow Mr. Zhang to learn knowledge, and when he could read an entire newspaper, give him one. Eat sugar.

At the beginning, Yan Liuyuan cherished the dream of candy and worked hard every day, but soon began to be lazy and lazy. Every day he begged his brother to take him to hunt, because there is a bigger world outside the market town.

Now he can read the entire newspaper, but the person who said he was going to give him candy is gone.

Yan Liuyuan looked at the first edition of the newspaper and said about the war between Tinder and Kong and the trend of Wang.

At this time, the Wangs did not rush to join the battlefield, but sent troops to the border, waiting quietly for something.

According to Yan Liuyuan's speculation, the Wangs were just waiting for the opportunity to kill the Kongs.

In fact, there is nothing special about the consortium. Everyone is like a beast in the wilderness. As long as they find an opportunity, they will go all out. Before the beginning of the hunting, everyone often remains silent.

Yan Liuyuan has turned over to the second edition. This edition is about the follow-up of the holy mountain, such as how many people entered the mountain and how many people came out of the mountain, and how heavy the losses were. The act is nothing but a trick of Anjing Temple and Tinder, and I don’t know who revealed it to Hope Media.

The third edition of the story started to get boring, talking about what editor-in-chief Jiang Xu saw and heard in Wang's family, and his record of artificial intelligence, which were mixed.

The newspaper said that Jiang Xu is still in the 61st barrier, and he will continue to observe about artificial intelligence.

In the fourth edition, the newspaper began to talk about the transformation of the Luohe Qinghe Group. Except for Xu Ke, the Cavaliers had all left Luocheng and disappeared.

Yan Liuyuan turned over so slowly, waiting for his subjects to gather.

But at the moment he turned to the fifth edition, the young hero froze.

I saw that half of the fifth edition was written in two lines.

Don't let the sorrow of the times become your sorrow.

61.

...

Yan Liuyuan is too familiar with this passage, and knows who spoke this passage, and all the beautiful memories of the Liumin Township are related to the other party.

That day, he saw a red spear pierce the other's belly and was swept away by the flood.

The flood was like an irreversible time, which almost took away all his beautiful longing for this world.

There are no more sweets, and new clothes are no longer needed every year.

At that time, he was the brother of the other party, and now he is the new king on the grassland.

At this time Kiki rushed into the villa: "Abba, they are back!"

But when she had finished speaking, she found that the teenager was sitting alone on the sofa, and in the distance, the dusk was heavy, and the teenager was all covered in black shadow, especially lonely.

Yes, it is Wang's loneliness.

Lonely wrapped in snow and thorns.

Yan Liuyuan looked up outside the villa and wanted to go to barrier 61 to find Ren Xiaosu.

But when he looked up, he saw that the corpse hanging on the wooden fence kept shaking, and the purple and black blood was dropping to the ground.

That was the person he ordered to kill, but also his sorrow.

Beside the corpse, where Hassan and Ten Thousand Tieqi have assembled, tens of thousands of people are in the sea, and the violent Tieqi is continuously arranged on the long street, but he can't see the end at a glance.

Suddenly, all these people dismounted and knelt down on one knee. The birth of Shanhuxinwang, the barriers began to tremble.

Yan Liuyuan could see Hasan and others looking far away from a long distance, pious and hot.

At this time, Yan Liuyuan got up and ignited the newspaper silently, and then lit a blazing flame in the villa.

The luxury and the decadence in the villa burned together and began to spread.

Yan Liuyuan stood in that flame, looking at the flame around him, just like watching this decadent age.

"Brother, I can't go back."

"Brother, I won't go back."

"You said don't let the sorrow of the times become your sorrow."

"But I want my sorrow to become the sorrow of this era."

Yan Liuyuan was in this flame, taking the black blue-faced fangs mantle from his arms and bringing it to his face, hiding everything he had gone by.

He felt that together with this era, there was no need to exist.

Hassan knelt in front of his horse and served as a horse stool for him. Yan Liuyuan stepped on Hasan's spine and straddled the horseback: "Go home, triumph!"

The warriors cheered. Someone shot the sky with the automatic rifle they just got. The men who came out to fight finally followed the new king and returned to their hometown.

Hometown is in the north.

...

End of this volume, the next volume: Wall of Rupture

Say something, it's not worth opening a chapter.For the consistency of the plot, this is still a three-in-one chapter.

I once said that the first series of this book may consume all my spirits within two years. What I want to say, what I want to express, all my desire to talk is in this book.

Sometimes it may seem trivial, but please give me a little patience and let me finish the story.I feel that until this moment, Yan Liuyuan finally became himself completely.

I may, perhaps, should love each character in this story more than everyone, and hope to accompany them to their own destiny.

I don’t ask for much in this book. I just hope you tell your friends around you that there is a storyteller named Elbow who tells a good story.