There were candles lit in the tent. Mo Qiandai stayed by Mo Yonglin's body, unable to sleep all night, while Deputy General Chang stood guard outside the tent, not daring to leave.

Mo Qiandai was restrained to the end. Apart from the moment he first saw Mo Yonglin's body and his heart broke down and he cried out loudly, no sound could be heard in the tent at this time.

Deputy General Chang was worried and vaguely felt that this matter would not end well.

They were here to resist foreign enemies, but the king actually stabbed the general from behind, and every stab of the knife drew blood. Even a clay man could not bear it!

However, Deputy General Chang changed his mind and felt that this might be Qiao Zhongguo's evil plot.

After all, Shen Yuanbai is a traitor. It is possible that he deliberately said such words to mislead the major general, and then used the major general's mouth to alienate the general and the king.

Inside the tent, Mo Qiandai was also thinking about this matter.

He was responsible for the 150,000 troops of Jiaocheng and the safety of the northern country's border. Even though he was heartbroken at the moment, he had to cheer up and take control of the situation as soon as possible.

Mo Qiandai's gaze fell on Mo Yonglin's body, and the next moment he looked away with reluctance.

He clenched his hands tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, and his thoughts began to work.

According to the deputy general, the Yong army could have simply killed Yonglin and sent his body back, which would have been a show of force.

But they chose fire, and seemed to have left him an opportunity to speak out his final words.

From this point of view, this was most likely a trap set by Qiao Zhongguo, thinking that he would lose his mind due to grief and anger, and fall into their scheme to sow discord!

Although Mo Qiandai thought so, he actually had some doubts in his heart.

He dealt more with the previous king. After the princess married, Qiao Zhongguo withdrew his troops as promised. He then stayed in Jiaocheng all year round and only returned to Beijing occasionally to report on his work. He did not have much contact with the king.

The discovery that Princess Yu Liu was insulted was based on clues found from the King.

He was summoned to the palace that day to discuss the conflict between Jiaocheng and Wuding with the late king. At that time, the king was still the crown prince, so he should have been present at such a major event.

But that day, the king came late and looked nervous.

His eyes were sharp and he noticed a faint red mark on the king's collar, as if... it was scratched by fingernails!

He frowned inwardly. How could the concubines in the Eastern Palace dare to be disrespectful to the prince?

He was cautious at that time, and the deeper he dug, he discovered the horrifying truth!

Later, when I looked at the king again, although he was handsome and had a gentle look on his face, how much conscience and shame could a man who would attack his own sister have in his heart?

Recalling that the king had been suppressing him constantly over the years, and even tried every means to weaken his military power, and even sent Shen Yuanbai, Mo Qiandai frowned, and felt a little hesitant again.

Did that idiot think that Mo Qiandai was like him, only caring about pleasure and not considering the overall situation at all?

Even if he wanted to rebel, he was now facing external troubles, and the other side was the extremely difficult Qiao Zhongguo, who would not allow him to take a step back. How could he rebel?

Mo Qiandai would never want to be a king who lost his country and be infamous for eternity!

Or did that idiot make up his mind to sit back and watch him fight to the death with Qiao Zhongguo while secretly killing his relatives and bloodlines, so that one day when the foreign threat is quelled and he, Mo Qiandai, is of no use anymore, he can get rid of him?

Thinking of this, Mo Qiandai felt that he had vaguely guessed what Prince Jin Yu was thinking.

In the past, it would have been very difficult for the Northern Kingdom to deal with the Yong Kingdom, and King Jin Yu would not have been stupid enough to harm him at this critical juncture.

However, he used the strategy of "using the epidemic to eliminate Yong", and it was very effective. Now that Wuding's 200,000 troops have been wiped out by the epidemic, the Northern Kingdom does have a chance of winning this battle.

The more Mo Qiandai thought about it, the more he understood. Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at the two letters from home on the table.

If Yonglin's misfortune was really caused by King Jin Yu, what about his family members in Beijing? Are they safe?

Mo Qiandai stood up suddenly. He had not dared to look at the two letters carefully in the past few days, but now he held them tightly in his hands and carefully identified the handwriting.

That's right... That's right, it's Madam's handwriting...

Mo Qiandai exhaled slowly, and when he looked up again, there was a cruel look in his eyes.

He will not let Yonglin’s death go!

Regardless of whether Prince Jin Yu was involved in this or not, this king is stupid and idiotic, and he will rebel one day!

He has now lost two sons in a row, and his family in the capital is his last bottom line. He hopes that Prince Jin Yu will be more sensible and not play tricks on him or stab him in the back.

Thinking of this, Mo Qiandai turned around and looked at Mo Yonglin, feeling an unbearable pain in his heart.

If one day his family and country betray him and all his relatives are lost, then what is the point of him fighting desperately to defend his country and seeking enormous wealth?

Don't push him.

Otherwise, Mo Qiandai would abandon this country and the title of the great general who protects the country. Even if he is despised by everyone, he would drag King Jin Yu into the water and die together with him!

Mo Qiandai's eyes were bloodshot. He sat back next to Mo Yonglin, holding the two letters from home in his hands, and remained silent for a long time.

Outside the tent, Deputy General Chang saw the sky in the east beginning to pale, and blinked his eyes wearily.

He knew the general well enough. No matter how sad he was, the general would get over it because he was their pillar of support.

Just as Deputy General Chang was thinking this, he suddenly saw a black dot rushing towards him from a distance, and it gradually became clearer.

Who dares to ride a horse in the army!

As soon as Deputy General Chang had this thought, his expression suddenly changed.

The only people who can ride horses in the army, besides the general, are——

"Eight hundred miles in a hurry! Eight hundred miles in a hurry!"

The cheers confirmed Deputy General Chang's guess.

The curtain was suddenly opened, and Mo Qiandai's face looked slightly pale, with stubble showing. At this moment, his expression was solemn and there was no sign of anything unusual.

The man rode his horse closer and quickly dismounted.

Mo Qiandai glanced around, and Deputy General Chang saw this and said hurriedly: "General, the surroundings have been cleared."

Mo Qiandai nodded. The man had already knelt in front of him. He held the bag high in front of him and shouted without taking a breath:

"General! Three days ago, the rumor that Princess Yu Liu was raped by the late king and the king spread in the capital, causing an uproar. Afterwards, the king sent people to secretly besiege the Mo Mansion!"

"We, the subordinates, followed the general's orders and wanted to take the old lady and the others away at all costs, but the old lady and the lady refused to leave. They said: If we leave this time, it will be confirmed that we have treasonous intentions, and the general will be in danger."

"I have been unable to persuade you, so the old lady has written a letter. Please read it, General!"

When Deputy General Chang heard this, his face turned pale instantly and he thought something was wrong.

When Mo Qiandai looked at the bag in front of him and heard the words "Mo Mansion was under siege", his blood rushed to his head and he felt like he was about to burn!

His expression remained unchanged as he reached out to take the bag, but his right hand was already trembling, which was frightening to see.

When I unpacked the bag, I found two pieces of ink-soaked paper inside. Perhaps because I was in too much of a hurry, I didn't even have time to put the envelopes in them.

Mo Qiandai took it and unfolded it. It was written by my mother. It read:

My son Qian Dai, it has always been difficult for generals to have a good end. Moreover, my son is mighty and a pillar of the country. His achievements have long been so great that they have frightened the emperor.

Today, the riot broke out and our house was surrounded. Mother had already realized it and was not afraid. As a family member of a general, you can either enjoy unlimited glory or be beheaded. There is no other way.

If one day, the king threatens our lives, I hope my son will not hesitate or compromise. The Mo family is a strong and unyielding people. We have fought for decades and done our best, and we have not let our country down.

Mother knows that my son has always had great ambitions. If he does something, he doesn’t have to worry about us. My son is very talented and can become the king of the world.

If it succeeds, our souls will be together and we will enjoy the beautiful scenery of the world together. If it fails, my son has tried his best and should have no regrets.

The mother knew that her beloved grandson might have met with misfortune after receiving several letters from home. If she died this time, she could see her beloved grandson again and would not be alone.

I hope my son will take good care of his grandson Yonglin, and from now on, the father will be loving and the son will be filial, and the Mo family's reputation will be passed on.

I hope you will take good care of yourself and get what you pray for.