Liao Fu's hair turned white overnight, and they only had more than 800 people left.
After a night of fierce fighting, the soldiers were not only exhausted and unable to fight again, but their equipment was also severely damaged.
It seems that we were defeated after all.
Yang Yingguang sighed.
"My Lord."
Liao Fu had white hair on his head, and his originally handsome appearance now looked haggard.
A trace of guilt welled up in Yang Yingguang's heart.
It was he who harmed Liao Fu.
Otherwise, I believe Liao Fu will be able to achieve great things under Your Majesty's leadership, right?
He smiled and said, "From now on I'll have to call you Mr. Liao."
Yang Yingguang realized that Liao Fu was looking at him, and touched his head in confusion. Unexpectedly, the moment his hand touched the head, the crown on his head almost fell off.
He thought the crown was loose, and he tried to straighten it several times but failed. When he opened his hands, he found countless gray and white hairs between his fingers.
Yang Yingguang was a little dazed. He only saw Liao Fu's hair turn white overnight, but he didn't expect that his own hair also turned white and most of it fell out overnight.
"I am incompetent and can no longer save the situation."
Liao Fu said calmly, "Please accept your fate, my lord. I shall accompany you."
"Let's go, Wenqi."
Yang Yingguang said slowly, "There's no need to resist anymore. These are the elite soldiers of the Great Zhou. They shouldn't die here."
"Pharmacist Li is a man who knows military affairs well. He will not kill these elite soldiers under your command."
"I will obey the Lord's orders."
Liao Fu immediately ordered the soldiers to lay down their weapons and give up resistance.
Yang Yingguang got off the chariot, glanced at a house in the distance, and said to Liao Fu: "Wenqi, I'm sorry to have to trouble you this time."
Liao Fu said, "I am honored to have done so."
Yang Yingguang took a few confidants with him and asked them to chop up all the tables in the house and use them as firewood.
He specifically instructed, "If there are bamboo slips and scrolls, that would be the best."
"I remember there's some lamp oil in the room... well, here it is."
Yang Yingguang said to Liao Fu, "It's time for the two of us to take action."
Liao Fu rolled up his sleeves, thought for a moment, and then untied them casually, pouring lamp oil on his sleeves.
Yang Yingguang stood on a high pile of wood, his body covered in lamp oil, holding a torch in his hand, and said to Liao Fu with a smile:
"Wenqi, have you ever regretted it?"
Liao Fu smiled and said, "If it weren't for my lord, there would be no Liao Fu. What is there to regret?"
"Hahaha--"
Yang Yingguang laughed loudly towards the sky, raised his hand and threw the torch onto the pile of wood.
The flames rose up and engulfed the two figures.
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