broken!Li Er's son turned out to be a hidden boss

On this New Year's Eve, not only did earth-shaking changes take place in the Turkic side, but the royal court of Goguryeo also changed its head.

In the name of Yue soldiers, Yuan Gai Suwen killed the contemporary King Rongliu, established himself as Da Mo Lizhi, killed countless ministers who were concerned about King Rongliu, and appointed King Gaozang, the nephew of King Rongliu, as the ruler of the country. , and himself as the regent, the whole Goguryeo completely fell into the hands of Yuangai Suwen.

At this time, Datang was indeed peaceful through singing and dancing.

Li Wenhao rode his horse to the wall of Laohuaibi Pass alone.

"Brothers, it's Chinese New Year, I don't know how you are doing down here?"

"I don't know the current Hebei Road, have you ever been satisfied?"

"If you hadn't stayed here back then, how could my Hebei Road have the prosperity it is today?"

In a daze, Li Wenhao seemed to see the Yanliao army that was fighting to the death, the unretreating battalion in the Valley of the Dead, Luo Song alone holding back a million troops, and more corpses and blood, and stumps all over the ground.

"Get my weapon!"

Following Li Wenhao's shout, the spear was carried here by three people.

"Brothers, take a look, has this gun in my palace ever weakened?"

Under the snowflakes all over the sky, Li Wenhao waved his spear, as if he wanted to lead the fallen brothers to charge again.

"Turk, Tiele, Uighur, Tuyuhun, Tubo, Goguryeo, you wait for me, Li Wenhao, to pacify you one by one in my lifetime."

When the dance was in full swing, Li Wenhao took off his coat and tied it around his waist.

"By the way, there is also you Xieli, why can't I see you on such an important day."

Li Wenhao stepped on his horse and pulled the pier to the other side of Huaibi Pass. There was only a solitary flagpole and a golden helmet and machete that symbolized the identity of the Khan of the Grassland.

"Jie Li, here I come again."

"It's been three years since Zhenguan. This year, I will definitely send troops to defeat you Turkic, and make your Turkic history completely."

……

When Li Wenhao returned to Fan Yang, the sky had gradually brightened.

"Your Highness, there is a person outside the door who wants to see you, and he claims to be the Captain of the Xiaoguo Army."

"Xiaoguo Army? Isn't that the emperor's army from the previous dynasty? Why did you run away from my Tang Dynasty to show off?"

Li Wenhao shook his head, just about to be sent away by someone, but on second thought, he should go and see for himself!

"Are you the captain of the Xiaoguo Army?"

"Who are you?"

The man was dressed in rags and sackcloth, with several scabbed wounds on his body, his hair was like dry grass, and he looked at least 50 years old.

"Joke, you came to look for Bengong, who is Bengong?"

"Are you the prince?"

"If it's a fake replacement."

Li Wenhao looked down at the former captain, still wondering what kind of medicine this guy was selling in his gourd.

"His Royal Highness, please help the people in Anyang City! Four days ago, Goguryeo suddenly left Liaodong and attacked our Anyang City at night. Lu Yin Yinxin can only do this."

The former captain knelt on the ground and said respectfully.

"Anyang City?"

Li Wenhao turned around and returned to the inner hall, took out a map, searched carefully on it, and found this Anyang City. This Anyang City is a small city, or it is not considered a city. It was a temporary establishment when the Sui conquered Goguryeo. military town.

Later, when the former Sui army withdrew, some people were left there. Later, when the Tang Dynasty took over the world, they simply sent a few hundred people there.

But if you look at the map carefully, you will find that if the Goguryeo people occupy this place, the defense line of the entire northern border of the Tang Dynasty will have to be moved. If Goguryeo builds a high city here, then this is a nail, a Goguryeo nail into Yanliao.

"Yuan Gai Suwen wants to die?"

"Rosson!"

Li Wenhao yelled subconsciously, and then he remembered that Luo Song was still in the deep mountains and old forests, not by his side.

"Biography of Chen Qingzhi"

"Your Highness!"

Chen Qingzhi still looked like a literati, and bowed in front of Li Wenhao.

"Anyang City is in a hurry. There are only a few hundred guards in the city. You and the white-robed army under your command rush to support them."

"Here!"

Chen Qingzhi patted the former Sui Captain on the shoulder, "Brother, can you show me the way?"

At this time, in Anyang City, in a small alley, several old people hid here shivering with a little boy in their arms.

His cloudy eyes kept looking out of the alley.

But the footsteps did not dare to cross Lei Chi half a step, there was a long street outside, and the sound of uniform footsteps could be faintly heard.

"Young master, you must not make a sound, you are the only one left in your family."

"Uncle Zhang, I'm cold!"

The old man subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the forehead of the boy in his arms, and shook his head helplessly. The boy is suffering from a high fever. If he doesn't find someone to treat him, it may take only two days.

"It's not cold, it's not cold, the uncles are holding you."

"Young master, you must not sleep. The uncles will take you to Fanyang City tomorrow, where you can eat braised pork, watch fireworks, and live in a big warm house."

A few old people burst into tears. This little boy was the only survivor of the Anyang city guard family. The rest of them all died heroically. Even the eighty-year-old woman did not back down.

These old men were also former Sui's rout soldiers, one of the Xiaoguo Army, they were usually favored by the guards of Anyang City, so they took their lives to bring this child out.

But now it is very difficult to get out of the city, and the way out of the whole city is blocked by Goguryeo soldiers.

The little boy struggled to open his hands, "Uncle, leave me alone, you guys go quickly"

"Young master, don't move..."

As they spoke, tears flowed from the corners of the old men's eyes.

Then the little boy struggled to sit up. Hearing the sound of footsteps in the distance and the sound of searching, he said firmly, "They must be looking for me. Uncles, leave me alone. Go away!"

As he spoke, he coughed violently a few times, and looked at the old man expectantly in his words, "Uncle, will I be able to see my parents after I die?"

Will I see my parents?

The old man dared not answer him, nor could he.

He could only work together with a few partners around him to push up his back to help the child resist the cold wind, but he himself was also wearing coarse linen, which was very thin.

And the boy passed out in a blink of an eye because of the high fever, and his little face was flushed abnormally in this cold winter.

In the deepest part of the alley, there was an old man wrapped in gauze, lying on the ground in pain.

"Old Wang, I can't wait any longer, I have to find a way quickly, otherwise the young master will have difficulty holding on for two days"

The old man's eyes were even more helpless. If there was a way, why would they blow the cold wind here?

Faint crystal tears fell, he could only hold the child tighter, hoping to transmit his own warmth to the little boy.

How easy is it to find a doctor?