Royal Road

There are cavalry guards, and the return journey of the army is much faster than when they went there. When they saw the familiar tall city wall in Jinyang, many people felt like they were right and wrong. This battle was fought inexplicably and almost collapsed, but the result was unexpected. Not only did they regain the three cities of Beijing and Mausoleum, but also let Liu Hu, who occupied Xinxingjun's life, go down to the city.

It's just that all of this is not their credit. If Liang Cishi could command the troops, would they be able to get the same glory instead of fleeing back to Jinyang with their tails in such a sullen manner?

In front of the wide-open city gate, there was a guard of honor of the governor. Without the governor, the chief general Linghusheng will naturally come forward immediately. Unexpectedly, when he was getting closer, he realized that this was not a simple greeting. Liang Cishi was dressed in plain clothes, with a solemn face, and his already pale face became even more solemn.

"The general has never kept the governor, please punish the envoy!" Linghusheng is also a figure in the officialdom, how can he not know the meaning of this battle. Immediately dismount, kneel down and confess guilt.

In any case, the coach was dead in this battle, and he was also Sima Yue's wife and brother. If the imperial court comes down with an order, maybe how to send them off. The three armies died and died, but the general was of great importance and should not be treated lightly. And the governor in front of him was obviously thoughtful.

Liang Feng sighed and held the veteran's arms: "Pei Dudu abandoned the flag and was defeated. Thanks to General Fenwei for keeping these more than 10,000 soldiers and horses, Liu Hu and others have a heart of fear. The battle of Lishi, Fenwei The general not only has no faults, but has merit."

This is the judgment of the Cishifu. If it were placed in the early years, if the head coach was lost, all generals in the army would have to be dismissed, and even soldiers would be exiled. But how can anyone dare to do this now? Bingzhou was already in chaos, and the Huns were intimidating. As long as the Ci Shifu insisted that this battle was not the fault of other generals, who would dare to be held accountable?

And the cause of Pei Dun's death, Jijun did not intend to cover up. As a result, the chaos in the state was the result of Pei Dun's arrogance alone, and he also paid the price for it. Because his own private soldier was defeated and killed, what can even Sima Yue do? In the final analysis, the imperial court could not be appointed.

This method may seem straightforward, but it is actually well-intentioned. Didn't it make the monarch a force to bear the anger of the imperial court towards the generals of Bingzhou? If Pei Dun was in charge of the soldiers, even if Linghu Sheng could bring the soldiers back, the guilt would still fall on the leaders of them. Comparing the two, it makes people feel that it is so rare for a chief official who is the best choice in terms of ability and character.

Standing up, Linghu Sheng said solemnly: "If there is no envoy to slay Liu Hu and solve the siege of Jinyang. At this moment, Bingzhou, I am afraid that it has fallen in the hands of Hu Lu. The final general is ashamed, and I cannot share the worry for the emperor! "

This is the real effect. Liang Feng patted his arm gently: "Why did General Linghu say this? Jinyang has just retired from the enemy and is still waiting for the general's service. This city and one state requires the generals to bother. That's it."

In just a few words, the affiliation was settled. The generals from all over the state must also be brought into the arms of the Assassin's Mansion. But for this result, in Jinyang City, I am afraid that no one will object to it again.

Because of Pei Dun's death, there was no grand celebration ceremony for this victory. After pacifying the army on the expedition, Liang Feng ordered the burial of the dead soldiers and rewards the heroes who defended the city. At the same time, he ordered Huai'en Temple to hold a grand ceremony to ward off evil spirits and further calm people's hearts.

There are so many things that people can't stop. Even if Duan Qin and Ge Hong deliberately let him rest, Liang Feng could not relax. There seemed to be something unbearable in his chest, and he couldn't breathe without doing anything.

"General Chuan Yi." Liang Feng rubbed his forehead and unfolded the map at hand.

Liu Hu is dead, so he should send troops to Xinxing County and try to bring that county back into the territory. It is also time for Le Pingguo to change his long history. Wen Qiao should move his position and be promoted to the prime minister of the country. In this way, he took back four of the six counties in the state. Yanmen County is again the territory of Tuoba Xianbei's ally, and only the Xihe Kingdom occupied by the Huns remains.

These days, he is busy, and Yi Yan is not idle either. Not only must we rectify the Liangfu trilogy that lost troops due to fierce fighting, but also have a good relationship with the generals of Bingzhou headed by Linghusheng. This is also a critical moment for the private soldiers of the Liang Family and even the First Party Department to formally contact the Jinyang Generals, and there is no room for negligence.

But if it were to send troops to Xinxing County, how could it be possible for Yiyan to take the lead. Liang Feng naturally wanted to call him over and discuss it carefully.

Unexpectedly, the time to wait for someone is much longer than expected. Looking at the colorful lines on the picture, Liang Feng's head gradually tilted, resting on his elbow. Tiredness is like an invisible big hand, tightly holding his body and mind, dragging him toward the abyss of sleep.

This lethargy is not stable.

Liang Feng found himself sitting in a study room. The walls were empty and gloomy and cold. Behind the low table, there was an old man exuding twilight, decadent and aging. That is Cui Daru. Liang Feng was a little startled. When did Cui Daru come to Jinyang?

At this time, the old man opened his mouth and said: "The civil strife is not the same, and the external trouble is nothing. Junping's civil strife, punishing Pei Dun, and slaughtering Liuhu, only spent four thousand lives in exchange for Bingzhou Antai, wouldn't it be worthwhile?

Liang Feng's throat seemed to be blocked. Only four thousand? Four thousand corpses can stack up a mound like a city wall and fill a huge and deep canyon. Only four thousand?

"Otherwise? What else?" Another voice rang in his ears. Liang Feng trembled and turned his head abruptly. That was another old man, someone who shouldn't have appeared before him long ago.

"If it were not for Wang Ming's left-leaning dogmatism military error, how could the Central Red Army be defeated in five anti-encirclement and suppression campaigns, from 100,000 to 30,000. Without the new trio seizing power, where would the ultimate victory come?!" The old man hummed. He said, "Military administration is not as simple as you think. You will succeed in everything, except to win, but everything else is a burden! Xiaofeng, you are too soft-hearted, how can you lead soldiers in the future?"

"That's different..." Liang Feng muttered to explain what it was. However, under his feet, something caught his ankle.

Liang Feng lowered his head, and the floor under his feet turned into a pool of blood at some point. The thick plasma rolled with a disgusting smell, and countless corpses with mutilated limbs twisted together. Those corpses did not fall into eternal sleep. On the contrary, they are all screaming and struggling. Countless hands were raised high, rotten meat hung with bones, like grabbing a straw, grabbing Liang Feng's legs and feet, tearing them, trying to drag him into the rotten abyss.

"Save us... who will save us..."

With a hum, a long arrow pierced the young man standing in front of him. The still warm blood splashed all over his face. Liang Feng murmured and opened his mouth: "I can't save you..."

"Kill! Kill me!"

The roar echoed in my ears. Cut the throat, pierce the intestines, break hands and feet, and the burning fireball that exudes a strong scorching smell. He stood in the middle of the Asura Field, watching the crowds who were constantly going to death because of his orders. Can't even lift a finger.

He can't save so many people. He can sacrifice for his comrades, and he can die to protect the citizens. But can he save more people? Save the world...

"Master!"

With a tight arm, Liang Feng suddenly woke up from his dream. In front of him was an anxious face, with concerns and worries shining in his gray-blue eyes. The hand holding on to the arm, with such force, seemed unwilling to let go for a moment.

Liang Feng opened his mouth and squeezed out a sentence: "I accidentally fell asleep..."

"You have a nightmare!" Yi Yan's voice was anxious, "Master, this time it is Pei Dun's trouble, not you. Please don't blame yourself!"

Liang Feng was stunned. Did he just talk in sleep? Did he show something wrong? Even as sharp as Duan Qin and Sun Li, they are now relieved and secretly grateful for him to take charge of the military and political affairs of the state. And like Linghusheng and Ge Hong who participated in the war in person, they admired and awed him more. Why does Yiyan say that?

However, the hand that grabbed his wrist was even harder. As if not knowing how to persuade, Yi Yan anxiously said: "The lord has already tried his best to save more people. No one can treat human life as a big matter like the lord. If the lord blames himself for it, How do you manage this state? I will bear the retribution for the killing!"

Liang Feng doesn't need others to help him carry the heavy burden, and his self-esteem and sense of responsibility cannot be shied away. However, his hands still trembled slightly. It seems that the person in front of him has grabbed the heavy burden on his shoulders, and he has a thoroughness from beginning to end, making him feel relieved. The force on the wrist was so strong that it would crush him into the bones and blood.

There was something hot in the eyes, faintly rolling. However, Liang Feng suppressed it and did not let those things flow to the surface. Taking a deep breath, he sat up straight: "Don't worry, Boyuan, I know these."

Yes, he always understood. Just like the old man said, he doesn't have the mindset of being a military or political person. However, the current situation has pushed him to this position, and then he will be addicted, how can he be worthy of those wasted sacrifices?

With a light win, he drew his arm back: "Liu Hu has died, and Baibu Xianbei has also lost a lot of soldiers. Xinxing County, we have to reconsider..."

The thin wrist broke free from the palm of his hand, but Yi Yan was not as depressed as before. He could see the lord's expression, the sadness and entanglement that made him distressed has slowly dissipated, and the person in front of him once again returned to the calm and calm appearance of the past. The hanging heart floated on the ground like falling feathers. He squeezed his fist and held the rugged touch in his palm.

Converging his mind, Yi Yanduan sat on the other side of the book table, quietly listening to the man's subsequent instructions.