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Hua Rong had no choice but to sit down beside him: "Shen Liangyuan, I, Hua Rong, have never overwhelmed you as a prince. Just this time, don't let me agree to your death."

"When did I go to die? Could it be that I can't even hold a gun now?"

Hua Rong refused: "You just can't go. In this way, I will lead [-] out of the city to fight, and leave you [-] to defend the city."

"Although Gaoque is a camp, but even if you stay behind, it will not exceed 10. It is too risky for you to lead 15 people to fight against the enemy's 15. We need to save more soldiers to ensure the most stable chance of winning." Shen Liangyuan thought for a while and said: "How about this, Lin Mu and I will bring [-] to fight, and leave you [-] to defend the city."

No matter what he said, Hua Rong refused to let go, worried: "How can I let you play with confidence when you are like this now? Or I will lead 15 to fight, and you stay behind."

Shen Liangyuan shook his head, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "I am the commander, and our soldiers also need morale. Since I fell to the ground half a month ago, I have been resting. How does this make the whole army think? What do you make the enemy think? ?”

"You have frequent seizures now, how can you hold the gun if you lose your strength in pain? How can your current situation make me..."

"I have to come forward in this battle, just for the morale of the army. Hua Rong, I don't think I need to tell you, what is the morale of the army? It is the most steadfast force for victory."

Shen Liangyuan looked at the map on the wall behind him, looked at Jiangyuan City on the map, sighed lightly, and said in a somewhat resolute tone: "Hua Rong, this battle is our life and death decision, one hundred thousand people, two hundred thousand soldiers, The 20 homes, as well as Jiangyuan City in my country of Zhao, cannot be lost... If I can replace Shen Liangyuan with my life, it will be my great honor."

Hua Rong felt relieved and trembled slightly.This Shen Liangyuan is so stubborn that people want to beat and scold him, but he can't move his hand...

"You, Shen Liangyuan, can exchange so much by yourself. Are you worthy?" Hua Rong gave him a cold look, stood up and patted him on the shoulder: "However, if you add this king, you are worthy. Leave Lin Mu to guard the city, In a few days, I will go out of the city to fight with you!"

Seeing that the deal was settled now, Shen Liangyuan nodded, smiled back faintly, secretly clenched the moist white Liuyun Pei with the hands in his sleeves, and stopped talking.

He knew better than anyone else how long he could live?If he was doomed not to be able to go back alive, he would be willing to die in battle and be buried in a shroud of horse leather on the battlefield.At least that person will understand that he will never betray, and he is willing to let the dust bury his loyal bones. He has never betrayed.

A solitary winter bird landed on a branch of a crabapple, and flew away with its wings. The trembling branch trembled, shaking off a branch of snow.

Hua Yan stood under the tree for a long time, finally withdrew Shen Yuan's thoughts, raised his hand to pat the snow off his shoulders, turned around and walked back to Chonglan Hall.

It's already the end of the year, and now it's the beginning of spring. This battle has lasted for more than four months. Are people coming back?

Seven days ago, the Zhao army burned Gaoque's grain and grass, and the two armies went out to fight. Now that several battles have been fought, the fighting situation has become more and more severe.

Hua Yan took a few steps slowly in the hall with a sullen face, and asked again: "How's Jiangyuan's recent battle situation? Liang..." He changed his words, and his voice was still cold: "Hua Rong and the others, do they have any battle reports?"

The palace supervisor bowed over a few steps, and said cautiously: "Return to the emperor, the battle report is on the record, and it arrived in Kyoto seven days ago. You... have read it many times."

Hua Yan seemed to be thinking about it, but he frowned and didn't ask any more questions.Turning around, he picked up the birdcage in the hands of the palace warden, and teased the bird with a blank expression.

The palace supervisor wondered, in the past, the emperor would ask General Shen how he was doing three times a day during the wars.Now I don't ask every time, but the word of General Shen hasn't been mentioned for several months.

The palace supervisor thought about it for a while, and then asked cautiously: "...The emperor wants to ask General Shen how it is?"

Hua Yan's face turned dark, and the palace supervisor's face turned pale, and quickly retreated a few small steps calmly, bowing his head and not daring to say any more.

The guards outside the hall rushed in, knelt down on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, there is a battle report from Jiangyuan."

Hua Yan said: "Xuan come in."

The pre-war soldiers arrived in a hurry, and knelt down on one knee after a few steps into the hall.

"Your Majesty, the great victory in Jiangyuan, Gaoque's retreat..." The soldier knelt on one knee first held the playbook above his head, and reported loudly, then his expression changed, and he hesitated to say: "Xinwei..."

"When will Liang Yuan come back - when will Liang Yuan come back - when will Liang Yuan come back..."

Before the soldier could finish speaking, he heard Fengtouxue flapping its wings in the cage in the emperor's hand, "talking" non-stop.The soldier's face and the half-sentence were just so hesitantly choked up there.

"Speak up."

Hua Yan's face darkened, and after yelling in a low voice, he waved his hand to ask the palace supervisor to lift the bird away.Then he took the report in the soldier's hand and opened it to read. On the report, Hua Rong said that he would arrive in Beijing next month...

There is a slight strangeness in my heart, but I don't know where the difference is?

The good news was written by Hua Rong, not Shen Liangyuan.

Hua Yan's brows tightened, but he didn't dare to look any further, and asked, "How about the casualties?"

The soldier's face immediately turned sad, he lowered his head, took out a black lacquer box, and raised it above his head: "Your Majesty, this is the order of the prince to hand it over to the emperor himself..."

Do not know why?Hua Yan's heart trembled, and his brows could not be relaxed.Instead of picking up the box, he intercepted: "Say!"

The soldier knocked his head to the ground and said in a mournful voice, "Your Majesty, General Xinwei... died!"

The sound was a thunderbolt from the clear sky, and Hua Yan's face turned pale. He just finished reading the report in his hand. The coach Shen Liangyuan took the lead and unfortunately died...

Throwing out with one hand: "He sinks into Liangyuan, it's impossible..."

The soldier knelt on the ground, his voice trembling slightly, holding the lacquer box up to its original position, choking slightly: "Your Majesty..."

The palace supervisor saw that the emperor's face was stiff, but his eyes were fixed on the black lacquer box that he hadn't received. He immediately shook his hand to pass the box over, but Hua Yan suddenly snatched it with his horizontal hand, and snapped it open... ...

His knuckles were white, and he held the box tightly.

The palace inspector saw that the emperor was stiff again, unable to move for a long time.

Inside is a broken jade pendant.The whitening luster seems to have become dull at this moment, and even if they are put together, there are only half of them left.

"Impossible...you tell me again!" Hua Yan dropped the box, and a few pieces of jade were crisply scattered on the ground.

The people in the palace were so frightened that they knelt down on the ground. The soldiers cried out in grief and fear: "General Shen was carrying an arrow on his back. During the battle, he suddenly fell off his horse and was trampled on by the enemy's cavalry...General martyred!"

"Impossible... Liangyuan..." Hua Yan staggered back a few steps, the palace supervisor hurriedly got up to support the emperor, but he waved his hand and pushed him to the ground: "Get lost !"

"Your majesty..." The palace supervisor knelt on the ground, crying and refusing to leave.

"Let Hua Rong return to Beijing immediately! I only give him seven days, and the whole army returns to Beijing as soon as possible!"

The morning sun is cold, and the world will always be lonely.

The army entering Beijing was huge and heavy, and Hua Rong walked in front of the team, holding a silver gun in his hand.

The people were stranded on the street, silently and solemnly.

Those who came to meet the team were civil and military officials led by Hua Ling and the prime minister, and the city was full of people.This time, there is still no one who has been welcoming from the suburbs of Beijing for 11 years.

"The general is back—" Someone in the crowd shouted, the voice was vicissitudes, very sad.

"The general is back—" the people shouted in unison, and knelt down with the team crying.

There were shouts everywhere, everyone wept bitterly, and all officials knelt down.

Hua Ronggao knelt down with the blood-stained silver gun in his hand, and shouted to the sky: "General Xinwei Shen Liangyuan, the heroic soul returns to the capital!"

The people immediately fell to the ground and burst into tears.With a sore nose, Hua Rong lowered his head and stroked his gun, and said in a low voice, "Liangyuan, you're back..."

The door of Chonglan Hall was tightly closed, Hua Yan was sitting at the foot of the jade steps in the hall, the hall was icy cold, and the silence was terrifying.

The palace supervisor was driven out of the door, and looked into the palace several times through the crack in his heart, but the emperor still sat on the ground without moving.

When the palace supervisor turned his head, he saw Hua Rong's pale face climbing up one step at a time. He wanted to ask Prince Qi, who was always talkative, to persuade the emperor, but he had never seen such an expression before. He didn't dare to step forward and speak rashly.

Hua Rong knelt outside the hall, and his sad voice was somewhat direct: "Brother Emperor, open the door."

There was no sound in the hall.

"Your Majesty, Shen Liangyuan is back in Beijing, why don't you come and take a look? Brother Huang!" Hua Rong stood up, and the anger in his heart accumulated here from outside the city gate. In the past, who promised to welcome Baili, but now everyone is dead. But, he was nowhere to be seen!

"Princess..." The palace supervisor and the palace staff immediately knelt down when they saw Princess Jin'an approaching.

Jin An rushed over with red eyes, turned a blind eye when he saw Hua Rong in front of him, and ran directly to the gate of the palace.

"Jin'an..." Seeing that her expression was not right, Hua Rong stretched out his hand to hold her: "I was the one who failed to deal with Liangyuan..."

"Brother Liang Yuan won't die!" Jin An cried and shook off Hua Rong's hand, and went straight to knock on the door.

"Brother Huang, open the door! Come out!" Jin An cried and slammed the palace door.

The palace supervisor immediately led the palace people to stop him in a panic: "Princess, the emperor has ordered that no one should enter the palace...don't..."

"Go away! Go away!" Jin An lost his temper, pushed everyone away, and rushed towards the door again.For a moment, everyone was worried and tried their best to stop him.

Although she is a favored princess, she is rarely as irresistible as she is at this moment.

"Impossible! Impossible! Brother Liangyuan, he fought so hard!" Jin An cried loudly: "No, it's impossible...not to die! Not to die!"

"Princess..."

"Go away!" Jin An pushed away the crowd, rushed to knock on the door and shouted to the inside: "Why did you send him to fight? Hua Yan, you come out! Let Brother Liangyuan come back! You order him to come back... .He is not dead, please let him come back!"

The palace people were so frightened that they went to pull again, but they were pushed away by Hua Rong, who went to hold Jin An in his arms.

"Brother Rong..." Jin An cried hard, and kept saying in a hoarse voice: "Brother Rong, you go and bring him back... let him come back... .”

"Jin'an, I failed to protect Liangyuan well...I'm sorry for you..." Hua Rong stroked Jin'an's hair, feeling for the first time that he was really powerless.

Jin An couldn't accept it in his heart, cried and shouted for a while, and finally fainted in Hua Rong's arms. Hua Rong couldn't bear it, and asked the palace servants to send her to Jiashou Palace, and asked the Empress Dowager to take care of her.

Hua Rong stood outside the temple door again, he reached out to push the door, but the temple door was locked from the inside.