At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

But... Chu Heng immediately turned the gun around and sprayed him with blood.

"The Grand Master is already quite old, and Gong Qian doesn't even know how to give in!"

Nalan Weizhi: "...Didn't the imperial physician say that Dad should eat less sweet and greasy food?"

Chu Heng choked, and after thinking about it carefully, he realized that this was indeed the case.

Seeing this, Nalan Weizhi looked at Si Yuandao and gave him a "done" look.

The latter quietly responded with a thumbs up.

But the next moment, Wei Chi asked in a careless manner: "What exactly is written in the petition that made His Majesty so angry?"

Well, he was stabbed in the back by the officials under his own command.

Just as Chu Heng was about to speak, he saw a policeman hurriedly walking in.

The officer quickly saluted and presented the military report.

"Eight hundred miles from Qingzhou, Fusang landed in the Laizhou Bay area yesterday morning."

As the officer spoke, his eyes became red.

"Qucheng County was caught off guard, and all the people who failed to escape were massacred..."

As soon as the officer finished speaking, a suffocating silence spread throughout the hall.

The day before yesterday, someone delivered a message to Marquis Jiangling, saying that Fuso was also involved.

Some ministers were still hoping for the best, thinking that His Majesty's order to the Ministry of War to mobilize troops was a case of paranoia and excessive worry.

Now that the military report has arrived, I really don’t know what to do.

An official hesitated and asked, "How about letting the troops withdrawn from Goryeo go to support Qingzhou first?"

Si Yuandao shook his head, looked at the map, and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid that the troops from Goryeo can't be withdrawn."

"If Fusang covets Daliang, landing from Qingzhou is too unsafe. It is best to seize the Korean Peninsula and then develop inward."

Most importantly, there is no general who can take charge of the overall situation and lead the army...

If the Korean Peninsula is attacked on a large scale by Fuso.

The Princess, Zhao Wumian, and even that kid Mingcheng were unable to return to defend.

Suddenly, a hearty voice sounded in the hall.

"Your Majesty, Wei Chi, invites you to fight!"

Wei Chi looked determined, knelt on one knee and gave a standard military salute.

But everyone present knew it.

Why did Wei Chi, who had a bright future, retire from the army and become a left vice minister in the Ministry of War, with little chance of promotion in his life?

The brother who depended on him for everything died to save him.

How can time erase such a shadow?

For a long time, Wei Chi would faint at the sight of blood. He would lock himself in a small room and slap himself over and over again.

Why would he be careless and leave loopholes for the enemy?

Why did his brother die instead of him?

Everyone in the Ministry of War, from the chief officers to the clerks, knew that Wei Chi loved drinking.

No one knew, but just because he could see his brother's face again after getting drunk, he indulged in it again and again.

But later, as his alcohol tolerance improved, getting drunk became a difficult thing...

Chu Heng also thought of his old friend and quietly clenched his hands behind his back.

He looked away and didn't look at Wei Chi.

"Your brother left no children, and you are going to fight on the battlefield. Do you want to pass on the bloodline of the Wei family?"

Wei Chi scratched his head, "But I don't have a wife, so where does the blood come from?"

“Besides…” Wei Chi raised his eyes, and his usually cynical and smiling face was now full of seriousness.

“Without the great country, how can there be the small families of the subjects?”

"Your Majesty, rest assured. I am not afraid of blood now..."

Chu Heng looked at Wei Chi for a long time without saying anything, but his eyes were wet unconsciously.

He was angry and thanked Yuheng for delaying telling him such an important matter until now, when Daxia was about to fall.

He was angry with Wei Chi. The Queen tried to match him up with someone else many times, but he declined every time, saying that he didn't want to harm the girl.

However, he was even more angry with himself for not noticing it earlier.

Why couldn't we plant more and more spies in Wusun...

......

In late spring of the fourteenth year of Yongping, March 24th.

Wei Chi, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of War, was ordered to lead 60,000 new soldiers to support Qingzhou and join forces with the 50,000 navy from the south of the Yangtze River.

At the same time, on the official road at the junction of Jizhou and Qingzhou, a cavalry of more than 5,000 people quickly rushed westward.

But when I came across a city on the way, I saw that the people were all in a hurry, and many of them were carrying bags.

Xie Hu hurriedly fed the horses with hay and asked in confusion, "Where are these people going?"

"Going west doesn't look like the people who are moving to Lelang."

Hearing this, Xie Mingcheng glanced at the guards beside him and ordered in a deep voice, "Go and find out what happened."

The personal soldier agreed and was about to leave when Xie Mingcheng stopped him and added, "Put away the evil spirit in your body and don't frighten the people."

"I know, don't worry, boss!"

The personal soldier grinned, and a sense of silliness came out of him.

The corner of Xie Mingcheng's mouth twitched, and he waved his hand, motioning him to go.

Wang Ermaizi, who was standing by, sighed, "Time has changed. Who would have thought that General Xie would be so meticulous and attentive?"

"Uncle Wang, please stop teasing me. I just learned this from my elder brother and Yuheng."

When talking about his brother and sister, Xie Mingcheng's eyes were soft.

But when I think about the situation on the Goryeo front and the news brought by the officials from the Ministry of Rites.

Also, I heard on the road recently that Marquis Jiangling was thrown into the Ministry of Justice prison.

His heart felt like it was being fed fifteen buckets of water - up and down.

Fortunately, the Princess and Brother Zhao both asked him to return to Beijing, saying that he was going to support the war in Northwestern Liang Province.

But on the front line of the Korean Peninsula, when Fuso invaded, Goryeo was like paper, it broke at the slightest touch and surrendered immediately.

Now there are only two small countries at the bottom of the peninsula, still fighting desperately.

Seeing Xie Mingcheng's worried look, Xie Hu also sighed.

Actually, they first joined the army under General Ji and fought against the Huns for many years.

It was not until the end of last year that Mingcheng was promoted to the fourth-rank Zhongwu General.

These soldiers who were from the Xie family were transferred from General Ji to Mingcheng.

After serving in the army for nearly ten years, Xie Hu had only managed to become an eighth-rank Sige.

He is not as good as Wang Ermaizi, who relied on his literacy and cleverness to join a team of scouts like Ting Sui.

Logically speaking, Wang Ermaizi would be able to get better development under General Ji's side.

But when he heard that all Xie's soldiers would be transferred to Mingcheng's army, he followed them without thinking.

Xie Hu didn't want to disturb his good brother, so he walked to Wang Ermaizi and sighed, "Uncle Wang Er, do you miss home?"

Wang Ermazi rolled his eyes and said, "You are talking nonsense."

After saying that, Wang Ermaizi smiled slyly and joked, "Before you joined the army, you promised that you would become a general and let your father call you dad."

Xie Hu lowered his head, "Oh, don't mention it."

"It was only after I joined the army that I realized that being a general also requires knowledge and understanding of military tactics..."