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The man was sitting in the coach's seat and raised his head when he heard the footsteps.

This is an extremely handsome face, and the words "confused all living beings" are not an exaggeration when used on him.

But what was outstanding about him was never his appearance, but his courage and martial arts.

The first of the princes of the four directions——

King Yan, Hejia!

"General!" The young general knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists and bowed, and whispered, "There is news from southern Xinjiang that His Royal Highness the King of Chu has..."

Hejia just wiped the spear in his hand silently.

This spear was given to him by the marshal in charge of the Shence Army when he was ten years old.

This spear had been with him for several years. The handle of the gun was full of mottled marks, and some blood stains had seeped into it, making it completely impossible to erase.

After a long silence, Hejia said calmly: "I understand."

Seeing him so calm, the deputy general felt more and more uncomfortable. He choked and said: "General, then we..."

After putting down the cleaned spear, Hejia said one word: "Fight."

The two of them did not notice Ye Turning the Tide, and she suddenly realized that this was probably an image recorded by Qingyun Pei, and she had opened this image unconsciously.

Because she had never seen Hejia at this time.

Compared to He Jia who was accompanying her, the man in front of her had a bit more fatigue on his brows, although his face was still very young, no different from when he was in his early twenties.

But he has matured a lot, which has accumulated over time and years.

This was the year 1723 of the Chinese Calendar, six years after her death in the Ning Dynasty, and also the year... He Jia died.

Not only King Yan, but all her relatives died in this year.

"Brothers of 150,000, there are only 50,000 left now." The deputy general's voice was difficult and obscure. "They are not from the Hokuriku, nor from the Western Regions. General, we don't know any information about the enemy at all!"

Who invaded China?

Who brutally killed the Chinese people?

The book of war says that only by knowing your enemy and yourself can you survive a hundred battles, but if everything is unknown, how can you fight?

"Then we have to fight." He Jia's tone was unquestionable and cold, "Uncle Wang has died, and the southern border cannot be defended. If the northwest cannot be defended, Fengyuan will be attacked from both sides. Do we want my aunt to mount a horse and fight? "

There are three important passes in China - the northwest desert, the southern jungle and the eastern wilderness plain.

They were guarded by King Hejia of Yan, King Xiang Qingtian of Chu and King Hua Yingyue of Qin respectively.

No matter which one of these three passes is broken, it will be a devastating blow to the people in the interior.

The deputy general took a deep breath: "General, there has been no news from Donghuang. I don't know whether it is because the enemy has not gone to Donghuang, or because His Highness the King of Qin..."

"No need to contact me, they will understand on their own." He Jia raised his hand, "Get a piece of jade."

"Yes, General!" The deputy general quickly handed over a piece of jade.

Ling jade is a specialty of Yanshan Mountain. It is very thin and light, just like paper.

Hejia did not take a pen, but forced his inner strength into his hand, and started writing on this piece of jade with his fingertips.

Ye Banglan came closer and could clearly see the words written by Hejia.

[Xiaolan, although you can no longer receive this letter, I think some things should be written down, so that they can be remembered forever. 】

Ye Banlan's expression was shaken.

Hejia is not good at words, but he does like to write letters.

When she was assisting Ning Zhaozong in Fengyuan, the capital, she would correspond with He Jia.

She sorted out all the letters written by Hejia to her and received them in the box. Before she died, she also asked Hejia to put these letters in her tomb.

It's a pity that she didn't know what happened after her death, and she doesn't know where her tomb is now.

[I have never seen such a tragic scene. The day before yesterday, those people wore invulnerable armor and fell from the sky together with the fire. After that, I could only see blood and bones.

The southern border where Uncle Wang is located has experienced far worse attacks than Brother Wei. At this time, he has already gone to find you, right?

I know you have complaints against Uncle Wang. Before Yongle was born, you were the only girl at that time, and you suffered with me outside the palace for too long. After returning to the palace, your father and aunt also cherished you extremely.

Uncle Wang also likes you very much, but his way makes people laugh and cry. He likes to tease you. He painted a beard on your face when you were sleeping, causing you to be scolded by the young master when you went to class.

I still remember that in winter, he approached you from behind again, stuffed snowballs into your clothes, and was scolded by my father.

But you definitely don’t know that when you left, he hurried back to Fengyuan from southern Xinjiang and cried for a long time. However, this misunderstanding can be solved below. If it cannot be solved, I will be the peacemaker. 】

Hejia has deep inner strength, and although Lingyu is hard, it feels like tofu under his fingers. Every word is unclear to you.

Ye Banglan watched quietly. She bent down and stretched out her hand to smooth He Jia's frown.

But the hand went through like this.

This is the image of Hejia before his death. It is not reality, but history that has been buried for three hundred years.

Hejia was completely unaware and continued writing.

[Xiaolan, I have been asking myself these past two days, what would I do if I were you? Although you are weak, you are like a god with weapons.

When you were a child, your elder brother told you that if you sit on the throne, I will help you stabilize your empire. If anyone bullies you, your elder brother will help you fight back.

But unfortunately, we still have to miss the date.

I don't know the origin of the enemies this time, nor what their purpose is. They kill people and destroy everything they see.

In the past ten years, I have never lost a battle. After you leave, I just want to die on the battlefield and go to accompany you early.

Maybe my brother will be able to meet you soon.

——Hejia’s masterpiece. 】

After writing the last word, Hejia put down the pen and handed Lingyu to the deputy general again.

"In the past few years, the general has written many letters to Her Royal Highness the Princess." The deputy general wanted to break the tense atmosphere, "Her Royal Highness the Princess will also be very happy to receive the letter from the General."

In a daze, Ye Wanlan raised her hand and found that she had tears all over her face and her hands were wet.

Hejia didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

Several confidants have fought with Hejia for more than ten years, and they know that he and Princess Yongning have a deep brotherhood and are inseparable from each other.

The deputy general couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity that the princess is not here, otherwise..."

Hejia's eyes changed slightly, and he squeezed a corner of Lingyu's hand.

The previous Supreme Elder of Taisumen once watched the stars at night and spied on the secrets of the sky. Before he passed away, he left a prophecy (chen, four tones) -

If Princess Yongning does not die, Daning will not be destroyed!

This prophecy was not made public, only the head of the Taisu Sect, the group of elders, Ning Zhaozong and him knew about it.

However, after the death of Princess Yongning, Ning Chao did not stagnate, but continued to move forward.

This half of the credit is due to the fact that she still laid out a hundred-year plan while she was still alive.

But I'm afraid even she didn't expect it today.

Hejia suddenly smiled slightly: "I am very happy, she is no longer here at this time."

The lieutenant was startled.

He Jia is a serious man, he is a gentle brother only in front of Princess Yongning, but when facing the battlefield, he is always a cold-faced murderer.

Every time Princess Yongning came to Yanshan to visit King Yan, the brothers found it incredible to see Hejia smiling.

"If she were here, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to accept it." Hejia said lightly, "That's fine. She doesn't have to go through the pain of life and death. This little pain is enough for me."

Otherwise, how could she endure the pain of cutting her skin and picking away her bones.

No matter how high her status is, how noble her identity is, or how powerful her abilities are, she is still the sister he took care of when he grew up.

The lieutenant was silent.

Ye Banglan's heart trembled: "Brother Wang..."

At this critical moment, besides Shenzhou, the only thing he thought about was her.

There was a sharp pain deep in my heart, and even my soul was shaking.

It was as if a sharp knife had been inserted into her chest, stabbing it in hard.

The pain made her almost convulse and unable to stand up straight.

Hejia spoke again: "Changning."

The chirping sounded, and a homing pigeon flapped its wings and flew into the tent, landing on Hejia's raised right arm.

He tied the previous letter to Emperor Yongshun and Princess Jing'an on the pigeon's paw, and then gently patted its head: "Go."

As if knowing what was about to happen, the carrier pigeon did not fly away immediately this time, but kept circling around Hejia, calling anxiously.

He Jia was unmoved and said with a cold expression: "Go quickly!"

The homing pigeon chirped sadly before flying away.

Ye Banglan suddenly realized that there were many things that the authorities did not know.

At this time, He Jia still didn't know that the Ning Dynasty was destined to fall, no matter he defended or retreated.

Can it be withdrawn?

Retreat to where?

After Yanshan, there are the people of Yancheng.

She knew Hejia, there was no way he could retreat.

Hejia picked up the spear, tied up his hair with a crown, and stepped out of the main tent.

"Your Majesty!"

"General!"

"The time is almost up." Hejia raised his hand and smiled lightly, "It's rare that we are still here, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

One person said: "I am a crude and vulgar person. My biggest wish now is to go back alive and see my wife and children. That is enough."

"Good wishes." Hejia raised his glass and smiled lightly, "Come on, have a drink and we'll see you underground."

"The last general is willing to follow the general to the death!"

"The last general is willing to follow the general to the death!"

Peace is determined by martyrs, but no martyrs enjoy peace.

Good morning~~

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Note 1: Peace is determined by martyrs, and no martyrs can ever enjoy peace.

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