Volume 2, Chapter 99: The tragic battle of Yanzhou.

The Golden Palace.

The soldiers stood in blood.

They all had wounds on their bodies.

Compared with the past, only one tenth of it remains.

Most of the civil servants were present.

But everyone's face was full of fatigue.

After all, I hadn't slept all night and had experienced such a disaster.

Their faces don't look particularly good.

Ye Tingmu, Feng He, Chao Xiao and Chao Feng are ranked on the second tier.

Except for Ye Tingmu, the other three stood with their hands behind their backs.

Ye Tingmu was arranging the next matters.

This issue is of utmost importance.

That is to let the six departments perform their respective duties.

Restore order in the capital as soon as possible.

The Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Works should begin planning the reconstruction of West City.

The Ministry of War was responsible for allocating troops and strengthening the defense of various fortresses in Kyushu.

The Ministry of Rites began to implement the arrangements for the emperor to be buried in the imperial mausoleum.

As for the Ministry of Justice and the Ministry of Personnel, they temporarily assigned personnel to count the casualties in the city, the list of those killed in battle, etc.

Ye Tingmu dispatched Xu Ping'an to the fiefdom of the Six Kings to suppress the rebellion of the Six Kings' families and subordinates.

Now he is the only saint left in Jiuzhou City.

We can't let the Three Saints of Kongling Temple do this.

As for Yanzhou, we still have to wait for the battle report to return to the capital.

He does not mention it here.

I’m afraid that my ministers will be frightened if they find out.

He also ordered the Ministry of War to issue a document to quickly seize the fiefs of the remaining two kings.

Order them to lead troops to rescue Yanzhou as well.

The entire meeting lasted for an hour.

Just entering the end.

The ministers and generals around him now admire Ye Tingmu even more.

I originally thought that Ye Tingmu was just a little more powerful and had some wisdom.

But I didn't expect that he had such leadership ability.

Moreover, he seemed to be well aware of the affairs of the Kyushu court.

Appoint people based on their merit.

The arrangement was flawless.

Talked for an hour.

Ye Tingmu felt his throat was hoarse.

After this war, everything needed to be rebuilt.

The border is still unstable, and the Seven Gods are still watching covetously.

He didn't dare delay.

He waved his sleeves.

"If there is nothing else, please go down. I will leave all the affairs of the Nine Provinces to you all."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the civil and military officials in the court saluted in unison.

"We will go all out to live up to Jiuzhou and the Marquis of Shujian."

Wait until the mountain cry subsides.

An old man from the Ministry of Rites came forward and bowed to the four people on the second step.

"Lord Shujian, I have something to report."

"Master Zhang, please feel free to speak."

"My Lord, the First Prince, the Second Prince, the Fourth Prince."

"Your Majesty has unfortunately passed away, and the whole country is in mourning. However, the country cannot be without a ruler for a single day, and the court cannot be without a ruler for a single day. Therefore, I boldly request that the Fourth Prince immediately succeed to the throne, inherit the dignity of the Nine Fives, and bring order to the whole country."

After he finished speaking, he bowed deeply.

The others also took a step forward.

Bow together.

"We review the matter and the Fourth Prince Chao Yi ascends the throne today and assumes the throne of the Ninth Five..."

Hearing this, Chao Xiao and Chao Feng looked as usual.

At this time, no one would want to compete with Feng He for the throne anymore.

They don't want to fight, and they are not qualified to fight.

Ye Tingmu's dark eyebrows frowned at this moment.

He pressed his hand and replied, "This is a serious matter, how can it be treated lightly? The people of the current struggle are still suffering, and the late emperor's body is still warm. We should not act hastily. This matter will be discussed later."

My ministers, you look at me and I look at you.

No one was speaking.

"Okay, go and do what you should do."

"I'll take my leave."

The meeting is over.

Next comes the rescue.

Whether it is Feng He or Ye Tingmu.

They were all busy. After leaving the palace, they headed towards the west city.

The people of Yejia Village originally lived in the South City.

Now they have all run to West City to start the rescue.

Rescue and resettle people.

Food and accommodation.

Everything looks so simple.

But it is far from as easy as imagined.

After all, this is a megacity with a population of tens of millions.

The rescue is still ongoing.

The city is being repaired.

With the addition of a million rebels, everything went a little faster.

Ye Tingmu was in pain that day.

There are people reporting almost all the time.

He was reviewing memorials all the time.

I was totally confused.

If the job of emperor is given to a dog, even the dog will shake its head.

It's not an exaggeration at all.

In addition, he attacked for two days and two nights.

Now we fought another day yesterday.

I was already exhausted and tired.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

The wind blows and the morning breeze are the same.

Also fell asleep on the ruins.

Although everyone still avoided Chao Xiao.

But now I’m not that scared anymore.

After all, everyone saw the scene where Chao Xiao fought for Jiuzhou.

Now I have been working here for most of the day.

As the saying goes.

A saint is still a human being, as long as he does not become an immortal.

He is essentially a human being, so he will get tired and need sleep.

What's more, the two of them had consumed a lot of energy in the battle yesterday.

Only the morning breeze continues.

Although he stayed up all night, he did not participate in the battle.

So at this moment he is more energetic than others.

Everything goes on and the snow continues to fall.

This winter is very cold, but the competition at this time has become warmer.

So in people's eyes, it is not as cold as they imagine.

But far away in Yanzhou.

The magnificent Yanyun Pass.

The snow here is heavier than in Zhulu City.

It was already approaching dusk, and yet there was so much wind and frost.

Makes the world a little darker.

There was no more shouting of killing between heaven and earth.

Only the biting cold wind remained.

"call....."

"call....."

Blowing "Huh..."

The dragon flag still stood on the city wall, blowing in the wind.

Dancing wildly between heaven and earth.

Chao Chao squatted on the ground.

There was a spear stuck in his side.

The red tassel on the tip of the spear danced in the sad wind.

Accompanied by snowflakes, it is magnificent.

The black iron armor was now covered with frost and snow.

But it still couldn't cover up the biting cold light.

The boy's figure was also made to look more majestic by it.

But he was also in a mess.

His lips and teeth were purple and full of cracks.

His face was covered with layer upon layer of blood and snow.

The bright red cloak broke into three pieces.

Dancing with the snow, it seems like dancing a sad song.

All around him was vastness.

Broken knives, shattered swords, broken spears, along with scattered flags and countless corpses, spread all over the outside of Yanyun City.

If there hadn’t been this snow, I believe this place would have been red, and an extremely red one.

Chao Chao looked into the distance, which was the direction from which the enemy had charged countless times.

The Yanzhou army and civilians, totaling 600,000, fought a bloody battle for three days with a million enemy troops.

No one retreated.

Not an inch of land was lost.

No one below the saint crosses the border.

They held on.

But the price is also heavy.

Six hundred thousand brave men, from the King of Yan to the common people, all died.

I’m afraid that the number of people who survived was less than 10,000.

He is the only one left in the Chao family of Prince Yan's lineage.

Suddenly, I heard the neighing of war horses and the earth began to shake slightly.

He stood up and pulled out the spear from the ground.

"Again?... Then let's fight!"

To his side, people would occasionally climb out of the snow, staggering towards him with knives or swords in hand.

Soon a thousand people gathered.

They dragged their seriously injured bodies, supported themselves with weapons, and fell down again.

Their eyes were filled with indifference, without any emotion at all, only a surging fighting spirit that could not be concealed even by exhaustion.

That's a look that shows no fear of death.

The eyes of a brave man.

To protect the border, we must fight to the death.

The noise was getting louder and louder, the sound of horses' hooves was so loud that the snow was shaking.

That was the sound of the cavalry charging.

"The Northern Rogue Iron Cavalry, it's reinforcements, the reinforcements have arrived."

"It's our people, we won."

“Hahaha…we held on.”

A smile appeared on Chao Chao's lips.

Looking at the iron hooves rushing towards him from the whole mountain, the bright red flags covering the sky and the sun.

Dyed the snowfield red.

"Brother, I did what grandpa promised you."

His voice was low and deep.

My grandfather once said that a real man stands between heaven and earth, fights and dies on the battlefield, sheds blood but does not shed tears.

But at this moment, he...couldn't bear it any longer.

His body began to tremble, and hot tears burned his eyes red, warmed his face, and finally dripped onto the snow.

Dongfang Qinghu looked at the scene in front of him.

Take a deep breath.

The cavalrymen beside him also stopped at this moment, kept silent, and stared blankly at the battlefield in front of them.

The shock in my heart cannot be described in words.

It is shocking and awe-inspiring to see a war like this.

Dongfang Qinghu: "Save people first."