Chapter 839 He has a portrait for you to give to me?



After Yuchi Xi finished eating and set up the formation for the city, he set off.

As early as a few months ago, after the Sha Kingdom and the Lie Kingdom fought a war, the Lie Kingdom temporarily withdrew its troops to rest.

The great general of the Saudi Kingdom looked at the number of casualties before him, and even the mighty man couldn't help crying, "I'm useless!"

The deputy general beside him comforted him, "General, this is not your fault, and it's not that you are useless!"

"The other side has too many people, and we are too few!"

"The enemy's human wave tactics can defeat us..."

He didn't continue. It was already very difficult for them to hold on for so long.

"General, what should we do?"

The deputy general was bewildered. He had to fight, but it seemed that all he had left was despair.

The overwhelming number of people and weapons of the enemy made them breathless.

All the men in the Kingdom of Sha voluntarily joined the army, even children of a few years old were no exception, but despite this, the number of people was still not as large as that of the Kingdom of Lie.

The general pursed his lips and asked, "Have you found the painter I asked you to look for?"

The deputy general nodded and said, "I found it, but what do you want the painter for?"

"Could it be that you want the artist to draw a picture for each soldier?"

The deputy general didn't quite understand.

"no."

The general looked at the child soldier who was blown into a shapeless state by the bombs and held back his tears. "Call the artist to come over and draw a picture for this child!"

The deputy general took a look and couldn't help crying. He nodded, turned around and left in a hurry. Not long after, he called the painter over. The painter's lips turned white when he saw the tragic scene here.

The general reassured him, "Don't worry, the next few hours will be safe, and the enemy won't attack."

"Just paint with peace of mind."

"Oh! Okay!" The painter wiped away his tears and quickly took out his tools. "Shall I paint you all in?"

"No need, just draw this doll." The general's eyes were deep. He didn't know what the emperor was thinking, but he knew that no country could come to help them at this time.

But he still wanted to give it a try.

I want to give it a try, I want to take a gamble!

And this portrait is crucial!

The painter didn't say anything else. He just painted the doll. The painting was so lifelike that it would make people feel heartbroken and cry at first sight.

The painter handed the portrait to the general, "General, are you going to send this portrait to his parents?"

It’s good to keep a thought in mind, but I don’t know if his parents are still alive.

The general dried the portrait and handed it to the deputy general, "No, this portrait is not for his parents, it is for Emperor Dewu."

"What?" The deputy general and the painter were both very surprised. "A gift to Emperor Dewu of the Yuan Dynasty?"

"Yes." The general's eyes were firm. "I also considered asking the Yuan Dynasty for help directly, but the Yuan Dynasty's Emperor Dewu... I heard that he generally doesn't care about conflicts between other countries."

"After much thought, I decided to ask an artist to paint the tragic scene of the war and send it to Emperor Dewu, hoping to inspire sympathy from him. But this child..."

It was an accident.

He also didn't expect that there would be casualties among children today.

But, he thought, this time, Emperor Dewu should really feel pity. After all, the child was the same age as the little princess of Yuan Kingdom.

Just think of him as cold-blooded. Even in such a situation, he is still thinking about how to get help.

After listening to him, the deputy general and the painter roughly understood what he meant.

Although I feel very sorry for this child, he is indeed about the same age as the little princess of Yuan Kingdom.

If Emperor Dewu saw him like this, he might really be willing to help them.

Of course, this is just their speculation now.

It is possible that Emperor Dewu will not come to help them, but as long as there is a glimmer of hope, they must fight for it.

"Give this child a proper burial!" The general couldn't bear to look at him any longer. He sighed and said to his deputy general, "Make sure to deliver this portrait to Emperor Dewu!"

"be sure!"

"Be sure to find a reliable person to deliver it."

"Yes! I'll do it right away!" The deputy general hurried away with the portrait. After thinking about it, he didn't know who to trust, so he decided to go himself. He called his confidants to come and bury the child, and he himself rode at full speed towards the Yuan Dynasty.

The general probably guessed that he would do this, so he was not surprised at all when he didn't see him come back.

In this war zone, a lavish burial was nothing more than erecting an extra tombstone. The general picked some wild flowers and placed them in front of his tombstone. "In your next life, I hope to be reborn in the Yuan Kingdom."

"Go to a powerful country and be an ordinary child!"

"Don't come to a country like this that's been torn apart by war again."

The general lowered his head and bowed deeply, "I'm sorry I didn't protect you well."

The soldiers on the side stood up one by one and bowed.

After several months, the deputy general successfully arrived outside the Yuan Dynasty Palace. He had not drunk any water or eaten for several days, his mouth was dry and chapped, and his whole face was pale.

The imperial guards at the palace gate stopped him and asked, "What are you doing?"

The deputy general dismounted and knelt on the ground. "I am the deputy general of the Saudi Kingdom. I ask you to inform Emperor Dewu that the deputy general of the Saudi Kingdom requests an audience!"

"Please present this for me, please!"

After saying this, Xi Jian kowtowed three times.

When the royal guards at the gate heard what he said and saw what he did, they all felt a little sympathy. They reached out to take the portrait, opened it and took a look, then fell silent.

"We will help you deliver this portrait to the emperor."

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