Chapter 527, Hard Struggle

"Why didn't you tell me before?" Several battalion commanders blamed the third battalion commander.

If they knew about this that night, they would definitely send people to the court to find out.

Otherwise, they would not ignore the situation where the leader of a country was being hunted down.

Because they were the troops arranged by Daxia to prevent conflicts between the two countries at the border.

Yuan Can was always responsible for delivering the news from the court.

At that time, he said that he wanted to protect the ruler of Donglin!

"I was so scared at the time that I thought I was still drunk, but somehow I was knocked unconscious. When I woke up in my own tent, I thought it was all a dream." "

Later, when the prince led his troops to arrest Captain Yuan, I suddenly realized that what I heard that night was true."

"You know, it's too scary."

When the third captain talked about this, his back felt cold and goosebumps all over his body.

Xia Siheng was silent for a moment.

"You go down first and bring in the traitor Yuan Can for interrogation!"

"Yes." Several battalion commanders retreated.

Since they learned about this, their faces have been very ugly. They have been terrified and didn't know what to do.

Several people stood outside the tent, silent for a long time, and finally someone spoke.

"Are we really going to just stand there and watch?" The second battalion commander suddenly spoke up, "I don't believe Lao Yuan is a traitor!"

"In the past, we followed Master Wang to fight against the Donglin Sunzi. Lao Yuan was the first to charge into the battle line. He almost got shot to death by those Sunzi for saving me. Even if everyone in the world betrays Daxia, I don't believe Lao Yuan will betray Daxia!"

As soon as these words came out, the brows of several people furrowed deeply again.

"I don't believe it either." The fourth battalion commander said, "Old Yuan has been delivering messages for many years. He always brought my family letters. Once my father was seriously ill, and Old Yuan didn't have time to inform me, so he sent his one-year military salary to my family in advance, which saved my father's life." "

Which of the soldiers in our army didn't get his personal care? He even blocked a knife for an ordinary soldier. How could such a kind and righteous man be a traitor?" said the first battalion commander. The

third battalion commander: "I have been more and more suspicious recently. What I encountered was strange. Old Yuan betrayed overnight. Could it be that he was suddenly possessed by a ghost?"

Combined with what he had seen before, this is the most reasonable explanation.

"I think it's very similar. Why don't we report to the prince again and find a Taoist priest to exorcise the evil spirit for Old Yuan and find out the situation. With our plea, even if Old Yuan is dismissed, he will not die."

As long as the person is not dead, they will have plenty of opportunities to get together in the future. Besides,

Old Yuan's family is very good, his parents are kind, and his children are promising. How could he suddenly rebel and ruin his family?

"Let's go, let's go and ask the prince!"

Several people said, and strode to the main account again.

Outside the door, Jing Wu and his men stopped them, "The prince is judging, and you are not allowed to enter unless summoned."

"Little brother, we found something wrong and suspect that Old Yuan is possessed by a ghost. Can you go and report it?" said the battalion commander.

"Don't you think of your suspicions?" Jing Wu asked back.

He was right.

Xia Siheng had already thought of this situation on the way here.

To betray overnight and act without regard for logic, if not being possessed by a ghost or having his body stolen, then what else could it be?

Therefore, when Yuan Can was brought in, Jing Er had already prepared the evil-repelling talisman that the little princess gave to the prince.

He put it on Yuan Can's forehead.

Xia Siheng and Jing Er looked at each other, and there seemed to be no reaction.

"Prince, is this how it is used?" Jing Er asked.

"Yes."

"Then why is there no reaction?"

"I don't know."

"Could it be that Yuan Can is not possessed by a ghost?"

Xia Siheng: "..."

His scalp tingled.

Yuan Can slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were confused and empty, he looked around woodenly, and finally fixed his gaze on Xia Siheng.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body was shaking with excitement. He opened and opened his mouth again and again, but he couldn't utter a word, only a tear fell.

"Yuan Can?" Xia Siheng asked tentatively.

This voice was like a sharp sword, and Yuan Can's tears instantly burst out like a dam, and they kept rolling down.

The prince, it really is the prince, this is not a dream.

"Your subordinate is here." Yuan Can's voice was trembling. As his hands were tied tightly by ropes, he could only stumble and kneel down towards Xia Siheng. m.ζíＮgＹúΤxＴ.иεＴHe

was full of confusion.

He had no idea why he would embark on the path of rebellion.

It was as if his fate had suddenly taken a wrong turn.

There are so many traitors in this world, why was he chosen?

He was full of grievances, but he didn't know how to complain, because no one would believe such absurd words.

"Think carefully, what were you thinking about the night you decided to be a traitor?" Xia Siheng's face was stern and his eyes were as sharp as lightning.

Yuan Can smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Your Majesty, now that things have come to this, no matter how much I say, it will be in vain. There was nothing special that night. I said that there was an idea that grew wildly in my mind until I couldn't control myself. Would you believe it?"

He clearly realized that it was not a thought he should have, so he tried his best to curb it.

However, the more he deliberately didn't think about it, the easier it was to be controlled by it.

It seemed that some mysterious force was leading him to embark on this road of no return.

He was never like this in the past.

He was terrified.

He tried to knock himself out, stay awake by self-mutilation, and let his men tie him up...

But even if he fought so hard, it was still useless.

Several battalion commanders came to him.

While he was in a daze, he betrayed his country and surrendered to the enemy.

Who would believe this experience if he told others?

Xia Siheng stared at him quietly, and finally said firmly, "I believe it."

Yuan Can seemed to be struck by thunder, and his whole body trembled violently. He kowtowed to Xia Siheng and burst into tears:

"I have never been possessed by any evil spirit. I am absolutely sure that I am myself, but I just can't control my own destiny!"

Is it fate?

Maybe.

If it was really fate, he should have become a treacherous villain from the beginning, instead of turning him into a traitor after he became a loyal and righteous man who defended his country!

Yuan Can's heart was filled with endless grievances, anger and unwillingness.

"Your Majesty, I have really tried my best to struggle and fight, but it is useless, not at all..."

"No one will believe this experience. Even if I kneel before you and confess my sins, I am still thinking about how to serve Donglin."

"Such pain has pushed me to the edge of madness!"

He was already crazy. Since the night he ordered to intercept General Mo, he had fallen into madness in his struggle with his own fate. It was not

until he repelled General Mo's troops that his reason barely defeated the weird thoughts for a moment.

With only a moment of clarity, he began to doubt whether he was still himself, but he was clearly himself.

He had a splitting headache, and the blood in his body was boiling and roaring. He no longer knew who he was! Who was

he?

"I'm not a traitor, I'm the commander of the fifth battalion..."

"Yuan Can, treason is your fate..."

"I'm not... I..."

"Yuan Can, working for Donglin..."

Yuan Can muttered these confusing words to himself, some of which were said by himself and others.

As he spoke, he hugged his head and rolled wildly on the ground, screaming in pain: "It hurts, my head hurts--"

Beads of sweat and tears flowed down, and he seemed to fall into madness again.

"Prince, what should I do?" Jing Er also saw such a situation for the first time. The speech

was incoherent and disorganized.

If it is not a man-made rebellion, is it really God's arrangement?