Yanmenchun

Chapter 277 Final Chapter
At the end of the [-]st year of Jin Jingping, four days before the New Year, Mobei launched an attack on the Xiongnu under the order of King Yan, with Zhenbei Hou and Yichun Princess as the vanguard.

The Xiongnu iron cavalry came rushing, Zhenbei Hou waved his hand behind the already ruined city wall of Yanmen Pass, and several black cannons were pushed from behind to aim at the Xiongnu iron cavalry.

The handsome and frail man shouted to the city: "Shentu Danlin, Marquis of Zhenbei, is here, and today he comes to avenge the Yanmen Pass five years ago!"

The leader of the Xiongnu only felt tremors in his hands and feet from a distance, and the woman riding a horse next to the new Marquis of Zhenbei looked cold and stern, exactly the same as his old enemy Shen Tulang who had failed and died for five years.

The woman pursed her lips slightly after meeting her gaze, and finally drew out a sword from her waist and raised the cannon behind her, saying: "Attack!"

Jiang Lan was awakened by the sound of the artillery, and the military doctor was guarding him. He slowly sat up from the bed, and the military doctor staggered forward to help him in fright.

Jiang Lan is about to get off the ground and put on her shoes: "The princess is on the battlefield?"

The military doctor nodded and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the artillery battalion is following, General Wang and Young Master are here, the princess will be fine."

Jiang Lan breathed a sigh of relief, slowed down the movement of putting on the shoes on her hands, and said, "This king is going to meet the princess' triumphant return."

Shen Tuchan chased the Xiongnu very far on horseback. Beyond the defense line of Yanmen Pass was a wider grassland. This was where the Huns belonged, before Shentulang died.

The Huns were good at riding and shooting, but the artillery didn't even give them time to gather and retreat.

The grass and fields outside Yanmen Pass were dyed red. The war ended soon. When the sun was about to set, General Wang led his army to chase the remnants of the Huns.

This war actually started eight years ago when Shentuchan left Mobei. It was the same war eight years ago, but it never stopped. After Shentulang died, the war between the Shentu brothers and sisters also became silent. They just broke out today to bring an end to this long war.

The blood on Shen Tuchan's body soaked through the light armor, she drove her horse through the field full of corpses, and headed for Yanmen Pass, where Shentu Danlin and Jiang Lan were waiting for her.

There was a sticky smell of blood in the air, but Shen Tuchan could already smell the smell of spring, from the time she cried and told Feng Yingru that she wanted revenge and that she was going back to Yanmen Pass, until today, she finally did it.

With a smile on her face, Shen Tuchan watched as the two most important men in her life were about to speak, when a machete whirled towards Shen Tuchan as if it was about to split the world.

The Xiongnu who threw the scimitar stood in the sea of ​​corpses. He was seriously injured, but at this moment he stood up trembling and threw the scimitar in his hand at Shen Tuchan with all his strength.

Jiang Lan and Shentu Danlin felt their blood froze at that moment.

Shen Tuchan quickly threw the stab cloud in his hand, the weapons collided and rubbed sparks, Shen Tuchan went to look at the Xiongnu, and the Xiongnu had already fallen.

Shentu Danlin was so frightened that he couldn't calm down, he hurried forward a few steps and said, "Achan, come quickly!"

Shen Tuchan loosened the horse's rein and let the horse gallop over.

Hu Dao was supporting Jiang Lan, and Jiang Lan said to the guards on the side: "Increase the number of soldiers who will be searched, and anyone who is still alive will be killed on the spot."

He almost stopped breathing just now, he thought of the dream he had before, and remembered what Shen Tuchan said, Mobei is the place where her soul returns, he just felt scared at the moment.

Shen Tuchan rode up to them and got off the horse. The stab cloud was still in the sea of ​​blood. She said to the soldier who was about to search: "Remember to help me get the sword back."

Jiang Lan stepped forward to support her shoulders and said, "Are you okay?"

Shen Tuchan shook her head and smiled at him, Jiang Lan hugged her nervously.

For Shen Tuchan, this battle is over.

There is also the tomb of Shen Tulang and his wife in Mobei, which was set up by soldiers and common people who still remember them in Mobei to commemorate them.

Shentu Danlin brought Jiang Lan and his younger sister to worship, he poured the wine into a bowl, but couldn't say a word, he didn't take good care of his only younger sister, and he didn't really do much for the Zhenbeihou Mansion, his parents It is actually very strange to him.

Shen Tuchan stepped forward and poured the wine in front of the tombstone and said, "If people have souls, I still believe that the souls of parents are here."

The capital city is too far away, how could their souls return to the capital city thousands of miles away?

Shen Tuchan knelt down and stretched out her hand to touch the stele, which had been polished by wind and frost, and the handwriting was not very clear. She said: "My daughter has not insulted the family. I will bid farewell today. From now on, I will let go of Mobei and go to live my own life."

After speaking, she let go of her hand and walked to Jiang Lan's side. The two bowed three times together. After getting up, Jiang Lan held Shen Tuchan's hand tightly.

Shentu Danlin smiled and said to them: "You go first, I will sit here for a while."

After the two walked away, Shentu Danlin stood directly in front of the tomb and sat on the ground. After a long time, he said dumbly: "I also often feel that it is unfair that Ah-chan grew up beside you, but I have to be alone in the capital city because of my poor health." one person."

After a moment of silence, he said in a low voice: "A-chan just returned to the capital city and we met for the first time. I even thought that your spoiled daughter is like a jewel, and she is not close to anyone. You two It's all gone, I see who will care about her in the future..."

As he spoke, he buried his face in his arms, a man of eight feet tall, couldn't help but wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and held back his tears and said: "Father, I'm sorry, she has suffered so much, she is mine. My sister..."

When he was in the capital city, Feng Yingru told him how Shen Tuchan got here from the age of ten to thirteen, and he was heartbroken to hear it.

To this day, his fiancée, Princess Ningguo, is only fourteen years old, Princess Ningguo is still innocent, Shen Tuchan was already going to Dazhou to accompany relatives when she was fifteen years old, the more the comparison, the more it shows his incompetence.

After a long time, he wiped away his tears and stood up and said: "A-Chan is married to King Yan, and his son Kaichun is going to marry Princess Ningguo. Maybe we won't come to Mobei again in the next few years. Mobei can raise a Chan. You can raise a second one, please bless Mo Bei, my son will take good care of A-Chan, and will never ask King Yan to betray him."

He said three obeisances and left.

Eight years later, Shen Tuchan welcomed the New Year in Mobei again.

It snowed on New Year's Eve, Han Fei organized a few maids to make dumplings, Shen Tuchan and Jiang Lan set off firecrackers in the yard, Shentu Danlin and Wang Yan wrote a memorial to the emperor in the study.

Jiang Lan leaned on the pillar to watch Shen Tuchan set off the firecrackers.

She was very courageous, she lit it in her hand and threw it out, she clapped her hands and said to Jiang Lan: "You came at a good time, Mobei hasn't had much wind this year, you can see that the snow is falling softly. "

Jiang Lan held her hands warmly and said, "Maybe Mobei knows that the daughter it raised, Princess Yichun, has returned."

Shen Tuchan was taken aback for a moment, Jiang Lan looked at her with eyes that seemed to be shining.

Shen Tuchan nodded. In this snowy night, the warm candlelight from the window shone through, and the maids in the room were laughing and laughing. Shen Tuchan took a step closer to Jiang Lan, touching her lips.

Large flakes of snowflakes fell on the land of Mobei, as if to erase the pain of this place.

It's a new year, and Shen Tuchan, the lord of Yichun County, regained Yanmen Pass and ushered in a better life for her.

(End of this chapter)