Chapter 90 "I want to kill the emperor, so are you still willing to follow me?"
The spring sunshine is obviously not scorching, but at this moment it is extremely dazzling. The daytime wind is like a whip, whipping the body along with the crying and making people tremble with their souls.
Xie Ci was sitting astride the horse. His severely injured, yet unyielding body suddenly shook. He reflexively reached out to grab the reins, but missed, and fell off the horse while still conscious.
Gu Guan was shocked. She and Xie Yun and other guards rushed over immediately and caught him.
Xie Ci covered his forehead with his hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't harm them. Send the injured soldiers to the medical camp."
Gu Guan held one of his hands and found that his hand was trembling. He tried his best to control himself and not let his teeth chatter and make incoherent words.
Xie Yun and Xie Ping quickly used their arms to support him and put him back on the horse. Gu quickly jumped onto the horse and protected him together with Xie Yun and other guards.
She looked at him worriedly and said quickly, "Let's go back home first!"
This place was not far from the Duke's Mansion, so the group quickly turned back to the Duke's Mansion.
The Duke's Mansion was perhaps one of the few residences of high-ranking officials that hadn't been significantly damaged. There wasn't much to loot; the former Duke's Mansion was simple, lacking in valuable furnishings and decorations. When Xie Ci and Gu Guan left the capital, Gu Guan packed up what was necessary, leaving nothing behind except the two imperial edicts that had disgusted Xie Ci.
Therefore, it was not damaged, and the furnishings in the mansion were even still in good order.
Xie Yun and Zhang Qing wanted to help Xie Ci get off the horse, but he waved his hands, turned over and got off by himself. He stood for a while, and Gu Wan stepped forward to help him. The two of them slowly walked up the stairs.
Gu Guan asked someone to bring some Rendan and gave him two pills with warm water. She also told Xie Ping, Xie Zi and others to take the medicine to see Qin Xian and the others. They were exhausted from wearing such thick armor for days and were suddenly emotional. She was worried that they couldn't bear it, especially Qin Xian and Chen Yan, who had almost recovered from the poison.
The more they are in a bad mood, the more they need someone to be sober.
Things have come to this, they can't afford to make any more mistakes internally.
Gu Guan hurriedly gave a series of instructions and quickly turned to look at Xie Ci. After Xie Ci took the pills for a while, the dizziness and trembling finally disappeared, and he no longer had uncontrollable chattering teeth.
But his emotions did not calm down.
At this moment, the two of them were standing under the eaves inside the Guangliang gate. Across the huge front yard, they could see the main hall with the partition door wide open.
The main hall in the front yard reflects the style of the mansion and the soul of the owner of the mansion.
The huge and solemn main hall before one's eyes, with its black tiles, black lacquered corridors, railings, partition doors, and a slight touch of vermilion lacquer, is not new, but very majestic. Inside, except for a picture of a tiger descending the mountain hanging on the upper wall opposite the hall door, the furnishings are very simple. There is a weapon rack on each side of the wall, two rows of armchairs in the middle, and under the tiger picture are a table and two armchairs.
It is neither new nor old, and exudes an atmosphere of order and solemnity.
Xie Ci stared blankly. When he was a child, he once disliked the shabby living room of his house, which was not as good as others. He clamored to change it and was beaten in return.
But at this moment, looking beyond the bright sun, he stared at the solemn main hall that was dimmed but had never changed over the years, and at the two gray-black armchairs under the tiger painting facing him.
——That’s his father’s position.
If his father were no longer around, his eldest brother would sit there.
Xie Ci walked step by step through the vestibule, stepped over the threshold and entered the main hall. The ancient building was very tall, and out of the shade of the sun, he felt a refreshing coolness seeping into his body.
Xie Ci suddenly knelt on the ground, covering his face. Finally unable to bear the tears, he said in a hoarse voice, "I feel so useless. As a general, I can't protect the country and the people!"
He thought he had a deep understanding of his father and brother, but today he found that he didn't.
Father and brother, you've seen things like this countless times, right? Northern Rong cavalry stormed through the homes of common people along the border, plundering their meager belongings, their cattle, sheep, and poultry. Young women cried and screamed heartbreakingly as they were dragged away. Family members who rushed to grab them were stabbed to death, their bodies stained with blood as they lay wailing and blood.
It is because they have seen this countless times that Xie Xinzhong and others are trying their best to protect this ailing dynasty and make it decline as slowly as possible.
It sounds easy to say that there is no construction without destruction, but only when you have experienced it personally can you know how heavy the weight of these words is.
Xie Ci covered his face in pain, tears streaming down his face. He had never felt so deeply the feelings of his father and brother who generously left their loved ones behind to die.
But at this moment, it was also the first time that Xie Ci recalled the death of his father and brother, and his father and brother only occupied a small part of his emotions.
There was more of the howling from before.
The sound lingered like an imprint on his mind.
Gu Guan also knelt beside him. She hugged him gently and patted his back gently. Xie Ci buried his face in her shoulders and neck. She felt hot tears flowing down the skin of her neck and collarbone.
She knew that she didn't dare go to the self-help workshops and residential areas outside the city walls. She asked Fang Tonglin to go there. It was too shocking and she was worried that she couldn't bear it.
…
After a long time, Xie Ci finally calmed down.
The incandescent sunlight shone directly on the huge courtyard, and the refracted light shone into the slightly chilly hall. Xie Ci took the wet handkerchief that Gu Wan gave him and wiped his face clean.
Xie Ci held the wet handkerchief in his hand and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, Hu Yande's next target should be me, right?"
The Xie family was a stumbling block that prevented the Northern Rong from invading the south for so many years, and Huyan De suffered a great loss from them in the Northwest War.
The Xie family and his resignation must have been regarded as serious threats by Hu Yande.
…
The capital was recaptured. After emergency repairs to the gates and ferry crossings, the gates were closed again and troops were deployed. The area inside the pass was finally stabilized.
But the war did not end there.
It has just begun.
On the third day after retaking Sishui Pass, the troops inside the pass received a transfer order and quickly turned east to fight against the Beirong army that had already penetrated deep into the border and occupied more than half of the land south of Taihang Mountain.
War is imminent.
But the selfish desires of human hearts did not stop because of this.
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Beirong Camp.
King Huyan De of Beirong stood in the center of the royal tent. In a very good mood, he was trying on a dark purple round-necked military honor Chinese suit with great interest. With his eagle eyes and hawk nose, he wore a round-necked robe that concealed his muscular body and aggressiveness. He was deliberately restrained, and actually looked a bit elegant and noble.
——Of course there are dragon robes. In fact, there are now more dragon robes in the Beirong Army than the old emperor of Jiazhou.
Hu Yande disdained those dragon robes.
On the contrary, the clothes seized from several military heroes' homes were more to his liking.
The fierce people of the grasslands had no concept of not wearing other people's old clothes. These were their spoils of war! They plundered them at will and wore them at will. This was their way of showing off their victory and insulting their enemies!
Huyan De looked at the figure in the large brass mirror, and he thought of a person, his enlightenment teacher. He wondered what the teacher would think if he were still alive, seeing Huyan De using what he taught him to break through the borders of the Wei Kingdom today?
Huyan De sneered twice. It was a pity that he died so early and didn't see the destruction of his great Wei Kingdom and his family.
Hu Yande untied his round-necked robe and threw it to the ground. He put on his royal robe, held the golden scimitar in one hand, and quickly walked out of the outer tent. He asked, "Have all the people been replaced?"
An Hanshu, the Left Wise King of the Northern Rong, greeted him and said with a smile, "It has been changed back."
The silk document signed by the two countries was presented and spread directly on Hu Yande's royal desk.
There were black words on white silk and a clear bright red seal. Huyan De and An Hanshu looked at each other and laughed.
Hu Yande curled his lips playfully: "Xun Xun did a good job this time."
An Hanshu didn't dare to respond, but Huyan De quickly changed the subject. He gave an order and spread out the map of the entire territory of Wei.
Territory maps were once top secret, especially those with military deployments and troop allocations. However, the map in Huyan De's hand was very detailed north of the Yangtze River, especially the northern defense line and the great plain east of Taihang Mountain.
All these are the achievements of Xun Xun.
"Next, we should defeat the Wei army and occupy all the land east of Taihang!"
Hu Yande was ambitious, and his intention was to follow a similar path to that of the Liao. There was no Liao here, but he had learned his lesson without a teacher. He planned to first occupy the area north of the Taihang Mountains, carve off a large tract of fertile land there, and then gradually encroach on it, eliminating all military resistance in the Central Plains.
Finally become the true owner of this picturesque land.
Everyone crawled at his feet and became his slaves!
Hu Yande picked up the letter and threw it away, then took out another scroll and spread it out. On it were written dozens of names in black and white.
"Xie Ci, Gao Minggong, Song Liansheng, Long Qian, Fang Xiaozhun, Yang Weigong, Yuan Hongying, Chen Zhuojing, Zhao Bo'an, Jie Liang, Lü Liang, Cao Wenheng, Zheng Fuguang, Zhang Hang, and Wang Xiuqing."
Xie Ci was only half right. Hu Yande’s target was not just him, but the dozen or so people above him.
Regardless of whether their minds are on the court or not, whether they are local military governors or generals in the capital camp, these dozen people are the top military commanders in the Wei Dynasty.
The group of people who are most capable of fighting are here, including one or two who have not shown their fighting ability but can gather enough military power.
"Once these people are dead, Great Wei will no longer have anything to fear. They will be easy prey for me!"
Is it difficult?
Disaster!
But he has a helper.
Who is that? That's the old emperor of Jiazhou!
Huyan De's eyes were stern and he curled his lips in a smile. Of course he wanted to return those Han princes to the old emperor.
The conditions he offered were not even high.
The old emperor must hold on and not die prematurely from anxiety.
The old emperor is an important part of Hu Yande's early plan.
Hu Yande had personally led his troops in pursuit a few days ago, and he had a certain understanding of the old emperor's military capabilities. The old emperor was good at conspiracy and intrigue, and his military vision was also acceptable.
He made a decisive move to open the city gate and evacuate. If it had been two hours later, he would have been unable to get on the boat if he had escaped.
But this is a great thing for Huyan Delai.
Because the old emperor is too selfish!
Only a selfish emperor with proper military vision can understand the situation, deploy battle plans and arrange troops, right?
"Let's start with the thank you!"
Hu Yande's eyes flashed as he scanned the dozen or so names on the document one by one. "Then there are Song Liansheng, Long Qian, Fang Xiaozhun, Yang Weigong, Yuan Hongying, Chen Zhuojing, Zhao Bo'an, and Jie Liang."
He and An Hanshu looked at each other and both laughed.
An Hanshu laughed and said, "The Emperor of Wei is truly interesting!"
What a good helper!
…
After the Northern Rong army's crushing defeat in Zhongdu and severely damaging Wei's morale, the entire area north and south of the Taihang Mountains was thrown into chaos. With the arrival of over twenty armies supporting the emperor and the Beijing camp, which converged south of the Yellow River, the lightning-fast momentum finally came to a halt.
The Northern Rong successively entered the pass with an army of 500,000, half of whom were cavalry, and were extremely ferocious. Fortunately, the Wei Dynasty now had more than one million soldiers participating in the war, and its military strength was greater than that of the Northern Rong.
Keep the situation at a standoff level.
The Northern Rong army merged into one force and turned around, and the Wei army rushed to the plain east of Sishui Pass and north of Jiazhou in accordance with the imperial edict.
The sky was gloomy and rumbling spring thunder was heard. Before the continuous spring rain, a great battle was about to break out.
The secondary capital, Jiazhou.
Inside the Daqin Hall of the imperial palace.
After the emperor lost his special dragon bed, he sat stiffly on the dragon chair piled with pillows. He was exhausted and tired at the end of the day. He could not sleep at all due to the days of running around and paying attention to the war situation.
His temper became more and more irritable, his eyes were cloudy and red, and the intervals between taking his medicine became shorter and shorter.
Xun Xun and Sanjie had already escaped from the palace in time before their identities were exposed by Qin Guan.
The old emperor had no time to plunder them. He only had two bottles of medicine with more than a hundred pills left. If he took one pill every five days, it would barely be enough for a little over a year and a half.
He was anxious and resentful, but he kept a close eye on the situation. He was trapped both internally and externally. Even though he was dressed neatly and combed his hair, he still had a ferocious look with his disheveled hair.
In the Daqin Hall, Gao Minggong was standing at the foot of the jade steps of the imperial desk.
Gao Minggong was the commander-in-chief of this battle.
When the old emperor went hunting in the east and arrived at the ancient capital Pingyuan, he secretly sent a message to Gao Minggong and Liu Zhi, asking them to rush to Wuguan to protect him immediately. Gao Minggong and Liu Zhi hurriedly turned around, one to protect the emperor and the other to intercept Hu Yande's army, so Gao Minggong stayed in Jiazhou.
However, at the end of his discussion with the emperor on military affairs, he was stunned: "Let Xie Ci lead the Shuofang Army at the forefront of the front line?"
…
The spring thunder rumbles like the Waking of Insects, and the wind is filled with moisture.
Marching quickly along the Yellow River, the iron plates of armor reflected the friction of the waves and were stained with the lingering chill of the water.
It was night time, and the red flickering torch dimly illuminated one side of Xie Ci's face, which was mostly submerged in the dark shadows of the night.
Xie Ci's brows were frosted, and the dark iron reflected his face. His voice was even colder than the late spring chill: "If he really wants to make trouble in the war, I will retreat from the battlefield and let the Northern Rong destroy this court first!"
From Sishui Pass to now, all the emotions in his heart almost burst out of his blood.
He took the water bag handed to him by Gu Wan, and took a sip of warm water on the bumpy horse's back. He took two breaths and said in a cold voice.
Gu Wan held his hand tightly: "No matter what, I support you!"
Xie Ci nodded vigorously.
…
The main camp of the Great Wei.
The army was deployed more than 300 miles in front of Jiazhou, forming a jagged pattern with the northern Rong. The various imperial troops and local armies had already arrived in place one after another.
War is imminent.
Inside the main account.
Gao Minggong kicked the heavy wooden table hard, and the heavy nanmu table made a dull "bang" sound. He shouted angrily: "What are you doing?!"
As soon as he got the military formation map and left the Daqin Hall, he quickly understood the old emperor's foreshadowing.
It's not just Xie Ci. In the Beijing camp, the two factions in the past have not had time to settle accounts. Most importantly, in the Northern Army and the local army, those Jiedushi who have the largest number of troops and are capable are all hidden in these foreshadowings.
"But they're already like this! Why should we let others fill our stomachs with ashes?!"
Yes, those military governors and protector-generals did harbor rebellious intentions. After years of building up their power and commanding their own troops, even the emperor found it difficult to move against them.
But loyalty is already low, and if you’re not careful, it will lead to disastrous consequences!
The emperor wanted to take advantage of the war to eliminate them and take over their troops, but how could it be so easy on the battlefield?!
Moreover, only capable people can see the hidden dangers of the dynasty, develop disloyalty and successfully rise to power.
If we eliminate all these people, who will fight against the Northern Rong?
Are we just relying on them?
Won't they die in battle?!
Gao Minggong had always been a calm and taciturn general who seldom showed his emotions. This time, he was furious. The emperor had issued eight orders in a row, and even Lu Haide had been dispatched. He could no longer tolerate it. With a clang, he drew his sword and shouted, "If you don't shut up, I'll chop you down first!"
Lu Haide was shocked and took several steps back, falling on the young eunuch, pointing at Gao Minggong, "You, you you——"
Gao Minggong sheathed his sword with a swish, and then, wearing black armor, he shouted, "A general is on the frontier and is not subject to the king's orders!"
He threw the battle formation diagram with Xie Ci at the head to the ground, snorted coldly, and quickly lifted the curtain and rushed out.
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On February 25th, the first direct battle between the Wei army and the Northern Rong army began.
There was a rumbling sound of thunder, and the rain clouds were growing thicker and thicker. Finally, strands of cold rain fell from the sky and landed on the battlefield where smoke was billowing.
A fierce battle that stretched for over a hundred miles quickly escalated to a fever pitch after close combat.
Those who are not of our race must have different hearts. There is no need to hesitate or show pity. Both armies, regardless of cavalry or infantry, all rushed forward and killed the enemy soldiers with the most ferocious force.
But the old emperor wasn't alone in his plans for Gao Minggong; most of his plans were in place. Many generals hesitated, then thought of their families who had fled to Jiazhou with the emperor, and finally obeyed.
Xie Ci bore the brunt of the attack, and as the bloody battle reached a fever pitch, he shouted, "Shuofang Army, follow the original plan and slowly retreat to the dry position using the fish scale formation!"
Then he took advantage of the terrain and retreated to the heart of the army's left wing!
The entire army was well prepared, waving flags and forcing a turn.
It's not just about thanks, many other points are like this!
It’s just that he is the most dangerous here!
Right at this moment!
A sudden shout came from the center of their own army. Xie Ci and others turned their heads and saw Gao Minggong's son Gao Mulin and one of the deputy generals Chen Wutang leading their own camp soldiers rushing up quickly.
Gao Mulin shouted, "Your area is too dangerous! The general ordered the two of us to lead the troops to protect you and retreat to the left wing, forming a corner with the Xiangzhou army!"
The sound of battle shook the mountains. Gao Mulin's voice was loud, but it was mixed with the noise.
Xie Ci, led by generals Qin Xian, Chen Yan, Su Zhen, Qin Guan, Pang Li, Su Wei and others, were all stunned.
Xie Ci raised his eyebrows. Could it be that the emperor had changed his mind?
That's impossible.
However, Xie Ci reacted extremely quickly. Since that was the case, he quickly joined the left wing under the cover of Gao Mulin and Chen Wutang.
The Shuofang Army was no longer prominent.
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At the foot of Songgang Mountain, Gu Wan, Qin Yong, Qin Ying, Zhang Ningyuan and others had been closely following the battle situation.
They buried gunpowder here in Songgang. Before sending out troops, they anticipated various situations that might occur, so they did not throw away the baggage and military equipment such as gunpowder and tung oil, even if they had to throw away the tents.
Gu Guan previously took charge of the logistics in the rear area just to guard these things.
There is really no other way, they can only do this.
Zhang Ningyuan was extremely nervous. This was his first time participating in a large-scale battle. Wearing the Ming Guang armor specially made for him by Xie Ci, he was surprised: "Huh? Why, why does it seem to have changed?"
Gu Guan was at the front. She was on the periphery of the battlefield and could see Xie Ci's army suddenly changing, and then the Shuofang army quickly retreated.
She was also surprised.
After thinking about it, she sent someone to notify Qin Yong and others in the rear, and she rode forward.
…
Gu Guan also drew out her sword and joined the battle. The Beirong soldiers were truly fearless and most of them fell after being struck twice by the sword. Her arms were numb, and she finally saw the flag of the Shuofang Army.
As soon as Xie Ci saw her, he rode his horse to pick her up. Blood splattered on Gu Guan's face. She shouted, "Is Songgang no longer needed?"
Xie Ci nodded.
Gu Guan immediately turned around and ordered someone to send a message out, asking that the gunpowder and tung oil be retrieved as soon as possible because it was raining, otherwise a lot of them would be wasted.
…
Gao Minggong stopped the old emperor's plan at the cost of his life.
The Shuofang army returned to the left wing, the pressure suddenly decreased, and a collapse was avoided without a trace.
But when the fierce battle reached its most intense stage in the evening, at the critical moment when Wei finally overwhelmed the Northern Rong, Gao Mulin fought back with several of his personal soldiers and rushed out from the front.
"Thank you, General! Save my father—"
At that time, Xie Ci was looking back in the direction of Jiazhou. When the fighting reached its most intense, blood splattered in his eyes, and a little bit of crimson spread out.
He was startled when he heard this, "What?"
Gao Mulin said with tears in his eyes: "My father is in Dongxingkeng!"
Dongxingkeng was exactly where Xie Ci was before, and it was a dangerous sharp point for the entire army.
Although the old emperor had selfish motives, his war strategy was good. Now that things had come to this, if the Wei Dynasty did not withstand this sharp spike, it would suffer a great loss.
On the contrary, if all goes well, the Northern Rong can be driven back to the north bank of the Yellow River.
The battlefield was too vast, with bloody battles stretching for over a hundred miles. Xie Ci didn't know that Gao Minggong had personally led his troops to that position.
Now the Wei army finally gained the upper hand, with the pointed position facing Hu Yande's central army, and Gao Minggong's vanguard army had almost been defeated.
Gao Mulin had been in his father's rear army. After Huyan De's attention was finally diverted and he began to retreat quickly to adjust his troops, Gao Minggong finally completed the task he had given him. With tears in his eyes, Gao Mulin hurriedly put on the Beirong armor and turned back to find reinforcements to save his father who was alone and deep in the enemy's territory.
Xie Ci was stunned.
He almost immediately gave the order: "Shuofang Army, adjust your formation! Sentinels inform your left and right, the Shuofang Army's left wing turns to the front, charge in a sharp formation, target Dongxingkeng!"
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After the Wei Dynasty finally gained the upper hand with great difficulty, Huyan De did not linger in the battle. He quickly adjusted his troops, tried several times, and then moved north. The battlefield was moving rapidly.
Gao Minggong had handed over the command to his deputy commander Liu Zhi, and Xie Ci also handed over the Shuofang Army to Qin Xian and Su Zhen who were by his side at the time.
When he fought his way to Dongxingkeng, Gao Minggong just happened to kill the last Beirong general left by Hu Yande.
Blood splattered and the opponent fell to the ground with a bang. His hand holding the knife was weak and trembling. He swayed and almost slipped off the horse.
He clung to the saddle for dear life.
Xie Ci arrived in time and saved the hundreds of personal soldiers who had followed Gao Minggong through life and death for more than twenty years.
But Gao Minggong was seriously injured, the battlefield moved rapidly, and the rumbling sound moved far away to the northeast.
There was a devastated hill with only these two groups of people left.
Xie Ci breathed a sigh of relief and relieved Gao Minggong who had fallen off his horse. He turned sideways and gave a few instructions to Qin Xian and Su Zhen, who hurriedly led the troops away.
He put Gao Minggong on the ground. The military doctor rushed over, but Gao Minggong waved his hand. He slowly shook Xie Ci's hand and said, "Let me talk to you."
It can be seen that Gao Minggong was relieved. He was very satisfied with his victory. He turned his head to look in the direction where the sound of the battle was fading away and smiled.
He said to Xie Ci and Gao Mulin, "Don't be sad. I can hardly lift a knife anymore."
In his early years he had suffered a very serious battle wound which damaged his foundation and the tendons connecting to his right arm. The doctor said that he probably would not live past fifty.
"I'm already forty-eight this year."
Moreover, his tendons in his hands were damaged. It was fine when he was young, but as he got older, he felt that he was no longer able to do it and could hardly lift a heavy sword.
He spent half his life in the military, died on the battlefield while charging, and never suffered a defeat. He really felt good about it.
Gao Minggong looked up at the sky where rain clouds were swirling. The rain had been falling for half a day, but it was still so fine and fragmented. He looked at the sky for a moment, shook his head, feeling complicated but relieved, and said to Xie Ci, "You are right, and your father is right too!"
Gao Minggong was very angry when he found out that Xie Ci led the Second Battalion of the Beijing Camp back to Shuofang. But now, he felt that Xie Ci might be right.
And Xie Xinzhong.
Gao Minggong recalled, and he whispered, "Your father once said that as long as he's on the throne, it's fine if there's no war. But if there's a war, the Wei Dynasty will be finished."
It happened to be a bad year in the north, and this was the first time the imperial court provided disaster relief.
I don’t know how Xie Xinzhong came to this conclusion. That night, the two of them drank a lot of wine, and he suddenly said this.
At that time, Gao Minggong still didn't believe it, and the two of them argued until their faces turned red. He said that it would never be like this.
Gao Minggong closed his eyes, feeling uncomfortable: "...I thought it would take at least another twenty or thirty years."
He faced death calmly and his expression was relaxed, but the blood-stained half of his face was shocking. One of his eyes was injured, directly cut by the blade, and fluid was flowing out of the torn eyeball.
Xie Ci had just learned about this elder, a good friend of his father, and he angrily said, "Then let him die!!"
"He's dead, that's all!"
Xie Ci said bitterly, "He doesn't want to kill me, does he? He wants to kill all these great military governors and great protectors, those with large numbers of troops under their command, right?"
Xie Ci sneered, "If he dies, the troops will belong to him."
But how could these people not resist?
He had already figured out what the old emperor was thinking and what Gao Minggong was doing. And this Hu Yande, this was an open conspiracy. Xie Ci added two more points of seriousness: "This man is really amazing."
Gao Minggong couldn't help but smile bitterly: "...you young people are the ones who see things clearly."
Let’s not talk about this anymore. The military doctor still stubbornly pulled the medicine box over to bandage his wound. Gao Minggong was reluctant to waste these good medicines.
He struggled to sit up, and Xie Ci, Gao Mulin, and Gu Guan quickly helped him up. Gu Guan supported Gao Minggong's back and nodded to Gao Mulin. Gao Mulin's eyes were red and tears were streaming. He pursed his lips and nodded to Gu Guan with a sob, then knelt down in front.
Gao Mulin was very young, only eighteen years old. Gao Minggong got married late and was stationed abroad for many years when he was young. He was almost thirty when he had such a child.
He caressed the back of Gao Mulin's neck lovingly and said to Xie Ci, "Ah Ci, can I ask you a favor?"
Gao Minggong was unconcerned about life and death, and had no regrets about this battle. He directly disobeyed the imperial order, even drawing his sword and shouting at Lu Haide, who was delivering the golden order. He knew that dying in battle now would be the best option.
When he threw down the troop deployment map and shouted that a general is not bound by his king's orders, he had already made up his mind to die.
There are only two things that worry me.
Gao Minggong shook Xie Ci's hand and said, "My mother and my wife are in Jiazhou, as well as Mu Lin's wife. Can you help me get them out?"
Xie Ci nodded without hesitation, but Gao Minggong's words of entrusting him with something surprised him, and he had some premonition.
As expected, Gao Minggong turned to look at Gao Mulin, gently stroked the back of his neck, and said to Xie Ci: "From now on, my child will follow you."
He could only feel at ease if he entrusted the child to Xie Ci.
Gao Mulin has big eyes, black eyebrows and a high nose bridge. He is a very handsome fair-skinned boy.
He listened to his father's words, sobbed, turned to look at Xie Ci, wiped his eyes carelessly, and said seriously: "Xie Fourth Brother! I will follow you from now on."
"If I do something wrong, you can scold me, scold me, or punish me. I will do whatever you say!"
In fact, he had heard of Xie Ci when he was in the Beijing camp. He admired Xie Ci very much and privately thought that Xie Ci was very capable. He even thought that it was right for him to lead the troops to the far north. However, his father was angry at the time, so he did not dare to say it.
Xie Ci raised his eyes to look at Gao Mulin. The young man's eyes were red and tearful, his brows were handsome and a bit childish. After staring at him for a long while, Xie Ci suddenly said, "I want to kill the emperor, so are you still willing to follow me?"
Since the beginning of Zhongdu, no, since the death of my father and brother, until today, all kinds of accumulated emotions have reached a peak, and one idea has finally become clearer than ever before!
Xie Ci's expression was gloomy, like the surface of a frozen lake concealing a fierce and turbulent current.
Gu Guan, Xie Yun and others were shocked. She opened her eyes and looked at Xie Ci.
But Xie Ci's brows didn't move at all.
Gao Mulin was stunned for a moment, but he wiped his eyes and said without hesitation: "I'll follow!"
"Whatever you want to do, I'll follow you!"
He glanced at his father and suddenly burst into tears, saying, "He is not a good person!"
Even if his father doesn't live long, or is seriously ill, he doesn't want his father to die!
Gao Mulin had been trying hard not to cry out loud, but finally broke down.
Xie Ci took a deep breath, clenched his fist, patted Gao Mulin's shoulder, hugged him tightly, patted his back, and said, "Okay!"
Xie Ci suddenly raised his eyes. Gray clouds were flowing in the sky, and the wind was blowing. His eyes were extremely cold at this moment.
He wants to kill the old emperor!
Xie Ci turned his head to look at Gao Minggong.
Gao Minggong was stunned and stared at Xie Ci for a long time. He covered the wound on his left chest and slowly lay on the ground.
He murmured, "...Whatever you want to do is up to you."
Tears eventually trickled out of the corners of my eyes.
The author has something to say:
Kill, kill, it’s on the agenda. Xie Ci would rather rebel against the court than not kill the old emperor!
QAQ I'm here, giving you a huge kiss! (づ￣3￣)づ╭See you tomorrow, babies~
Finally, I also want to thank the baby who voted for the thunder, pen refills, pen refills!
sasa threw a mine
An unknown squirrel spirit threw a mine
An unknown squirrel spirit threw a mine
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And all the big babies who watered Wenwen, muajiujiujiu~
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