Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

On the night of August 26th, Lu Duoxun told Yang Gun a fallacy that betraying his own people was for the good of the country. Whether the fallacy is reasonable or not depends on whether the listener is willing to believe it.

Lu Duoxun also said that both parties have common expectations and want Xiao Siwen to fall|fall! As long as Xiao Siwen is still around, Yang Dagon will be liquidated someday... Yang Dagon has to admit that this is the truth.

"General Yang carefully considered the trade-offs." Lu Duoxun stood up, "If General Yang helps us this time, the Daxu court will temporarily let you disappear for a while. Xiao Siwen will end sooner or later, and this is just the beginning. After a while, we will have a way to get General Yang to return to Beijing to resume his post."

"What way?" Yang Dang asked.

Ludoxun said: "This is a matter for the Daxu Privy Council."

Yang Gun said calmly: "If... I said if, one day I am under siege, as long as your army opens an opening and lets me take a few people back, there is no need to hide."

Lu Duoxun immediately agreed: "This matter is not difficult, I will discuss with the generals of the Xu army as soon as possible, and leave."

Not long after, Yang Ye and Fan Zhongyi came back. Yang Ye said that he had removed the officials from the general's mansion, and asked Yang Gun if he wanted to go to watch. Yang Gun made a mistake, so he said no...

It was later learned that Fan Zhongyi went to have a look that night and had no doubts at all, because from the beginning Fan Zhongyi did not think that the officials in the Qianying Military Mansion were fake. It was night at that time, the murder site was dimly lit, and the inside was bloody and bloody everywhere. The scene was horrific. Fan Zhongyi confirmed that the corpse was wearing an official uniform.

...

On the battlefield to the west of Pingxingling, Yang Gun and others escaped from the Shura field. He walked through the mountains with a team of troops for a day, and found a path to cross the mountain. After that, I only met some Xu Jun scattered riders, probably Gao Yanchou's Wuzhou Army scouts.

They finally returned to Yunzhou.

Xiao Siwen called them to meet immediately, and asked with a livid face when he opened his mouth: "What happened after Yanmen Pass?!"

At this moment, Yang Gun fell to the floor with a "plop", and the armor behind his back was covered in blood. Yelu Hu'er stepped forward to inspect, and hurriedly said, "Quickly find Lang Zhong to save General Yang!"

Only then did Yeluhuer report to Xiao Siwen: "Mr. Xiao, Hedong is completely a trap!"

Xiao Siwen was not too surprised, he should have gotten some bad news in the past two days, he just asked anxiously: "Where is Xiao Duli, what happened to his men?"

Yelu Hu'er said: "Xu's army of 100,000 or 200,000 people set up an ambush on the east side of the river! Yang Yebu turned his face when they met, the artillery bombarded wildly, and the cavalry scrambled to rush forward; Dong Zunhui's imperial guards rushed in to copy my rear. We were forced to go east, and at Pingxingling, we met Liu Renzhan's Pingzhou army. Gao Yanchou on the north side of Yanmen Mountain was waiting to intercept..."

Xiao Siwen clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth "clucking", and his eyes were already bloodshot.

There was resentment in Yeluhu'er's tone, obviously he didn't think that the defeat was the responsibility of the frontline soldiers, "It's not bad that out of ten of our troops can survive! The last general waited for Yang Gun to break through the encirclement with all his might, and he knew the way to the east of the river, so he came back by chance..."

Xiao Siwen's body trembled, his sideburns and beard were messed up, and he looked haggard. He stood there speechless... At this moment, it was too late to do anything. It would take less than a month or two to gather enough troops to compete with Xu Jun to rescue them.

Xiao Siwen suddenly stared at Fan Zhongyi coldly, Fan Zhongyi noticed it, and fell to his knees with a "plop": "Mr. Xiao...help me!"

"Put Fan Zhongyi and Yang Dang under custody, and they must not be allowed to leave the Chinese army." Xiao Siwen said coldly.

Yelu Hu'er said: "Yang Gun killed the enemy with all his might and was seriously wounded. Please, Mr. Xiao, save his life and wait for the court to convict him, is that okay?"

Xiao Siwen was annoyed and anxious, and said to Yelu Hu'er: "You are just a defeated general who fled the battle."

Yeluhu'er bowed his head, not daring to provoke Xiao Siwen.

Xiao Siwen immediately left Xingyuan and climbed to the south city of Yunzhou to have a look. There is a wilderness in the distance, and nothing can be seen.

Standing on the top of the city, Xiao Siwen suddenly felt the coolness all over his body when the cool wind of late autumn blew, it was so cold to the bone...

For such a big and complete failure, Fan Zhongyi and Yang Gun alone may not be able to bear the responsibility. The greater dangers, those from Xu and Daliao, are probably yet to come. Xiao Siwen had to desperately suppress the unbearable frustration and anger, and consider the serious consequences afterwards.

He looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, and saw the flag on the head of Yunzhou city flapping against the flagpole in the wind.

... "Crack!" The flag of the Chinese army was blown, and Xiao Duli, who was in a daze, suddenly heard a loud noise suddenly coming true from his ears. He was trembling all over, staring at the terrifying scene in front of him with blood red eyes.

All dead bodies! People, horses, the whole land seems to be filled with dead people, messy weapons, and countless crazy living people.

"Bang bang bang..." More than a dozen people shot a Liao soldier with iron guns. The Liao soldier was spattered with blood, knelt down on the ground, and then fell forward, turning into one of countless corpses.

It seemed that they were still fighting two days ago. I don't know when it turned into a massacre. Now there are not many Liao soldiers left, and there are still a few over there, who were pressed to the ground by the swarming enemy soldiers and stabbed desperately, screaming incessantly.

Some Liao soldiers were clinging to the mountain wall as if they were wild animals. From time to time, some people yelled and fell from the stone wall.

The hillside where Xiao Duoli was standing was surrounded by Xu Jun! At this time, a group of people finally came up the mountain.

The soldiers took their weapons and went forward to stop the group of people, Xiao Duoli just stood there in a daze, his voice had already become hoarse.

"Bang bang bang..." bursts of white smoke rose again in the air filled with gunpowder smoke and dust. After a while, a group of densely packed people gradually approached the top of the mountain, and the soldiers who had just gone down were silent.

A big man in heavy armor came up with a large group of soldiers in strong and sharp clothes. The big man said: "I will put down your weapons, Yang Ye!"

The only people around Xiao Duoli were holding knives and guns, but they were slowly retreating. He himself also stepped back in fear and lack of consciousness, his round red eyes seemed to reflect a sea of ​​blood.

...

The night in Daxu Capital City is still so quiet. Guo Shao, with a tired face, supported his head with his arms, leaning on a table, half asleep and half awake.

He suddenly saw a strange scene.

The old floor tiles were mosaiced on the ground. The square bricks from the brick kiln were originally very rough, but now the surface has been polished a lot smoother, and one of them has cracks on it. A wooden strip is inserted straight between the floor tiles. There are signs of knocking on both sides of the wooden strip, as if a stone or some heavy object was knocked into the gap between the bricks little by little, but the sharp end in the middle of the wood was avoided when knocking. Whoever made this thing seems to have spent a lot of work.

"Bang!" All of a sudden, a person threw himself straight|upright at that place! The man let out a muffled grunt, gritted his teeth, panted heavily, and breathed in hissingly from time to time. A pool of blood soaked out from under his body, his limbs began to struggle, his fingernails scratched blood marks on the stone bricks, and finally he moaned in pain...

Guo Shao trembled all over, opened his eyes, and found that the eunuch Wang Zhong was holding a blanket on his body.

Guo Shao stared at Wang Zhong, Wang Zhong took a step back and bent over to stand. Only then did Guo Shao realize that there was another person standing in the bedroom, Xiao Chuo. Her hair is still a little wet, the edges of her black hair, her skin is white | tender, but the roots of her ears are bright red.

"Your Majesty." Wang Zhong followed Guo Shao's gaze and turned to look at Xiao Chuo.

Only then did Guo Shao remember that Wang Zhong was standing behind Xiao Chuo when he grabbed Xiao Chuo's hand in Wenhua Palace that day.

At this moment, another eunuch came outside the bedroom. Wang Zhong bowed slightly, walked outside the door, and muttered something. After a while, Wang Zhong came back again, leaned over and whispered in Guo Shao's ear: "Your Majesty, the Privy Council has just received an urgent report from Hedong. Liao general Xiao Duoli was captured by Yang Ye. The blood flowed like a river on the battlefield. The capture is worthless. Most of them are the corpses of the Liao army..."

After hearing this, Guo Shao let out a long breath, and said: "Didn't I lose many houses in Tokyo last time, so I picked the best one in the inner city to keep for Yang Ye. I have a name, and you ask someone to make a plaque, called 'Tianbo Mansion'."

Wang Zhong bowed and said: "Your servant obeys the order."

After Wang Zhong finished speaking, he exited the bedroom cautiously.

On the lampshade hanging on the wall, the exquisite pictures of ladies are more vividly illuminated by the candlelight. Many candles were still burning on the copper lamp stand, and the whole palace was reflected in the warm yellow light. Guo Shao looked at Xiao Chuo in the candlelight. The height of a ten-year-old girl is almost the same as that of an adult woman, but her body always looks very thin.

"Your Majesty..." Xiao Chuo looked up at him, "I heard that the women who served in the Central Plains Palace will never leave the Palace again. For the sake of the royal family's face, is it true?"

Guo Shao said casually: "Look at when, in recent years, there is nothing particular about it."

Xiao Chuo said timidly, "Can I still see my father?"

Only then did Guo Shao understand what Xiao Chuo meant, and said, "I'll see you." He pondered for a moment, then said, "It won't be too long."

The emperor's golden words obviously wouldn't deceive people casually.

Guo Shao stroked the light hair on his head, and said with a long breath, "Go back to your room and sleep, Wang Zhong should still be in the Long Live Hall now, you go out and find him to take you back."

Xiao Chuo was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly asked again: "Your Majesty, did my concubine say something wrong to make you angry?"

Guo Shao said gently and kindly: "No, don't think too much. If people can say wrong things in front of me, I will be even more lonely. It's just that I don't want to entangle myself...I'm thinking about other things for a while, and I'm in a bad mood. Let's talk about it in a few days."

Xiao Chuo bowed his knees in a dignified manner, and retreated silently. She learned Wanfu well, but she still doesn't like to talk when saluting.

Guo Shao watched her thin back go out, still sitting on the chair in an even and stable manner, without moving a bit.

The bedroom in the Long Live Hall is tall and big, and the bed is also big. Although the furnishings are very luxurious, it still looks empty, and now only Guo Shao is left alone. For the sake of dignity, the emperors even made their sleeping places like this. Sleeping in a room that is too big does not feel safe at all.

Guo Shao suddenly felt that everything was very absurd, and he didn't know why. But after sitting for a long time, I gradually realized that I have everything and control everything, and as long as I am careful not to be plotted against, I still have a long life to enjoy it all, and my mood gradually improved. The point is, no matter what you do, it is actually legal, and you will not be judged by anyone, and your fate is completely in your own hands... Isn't it for this step by step?