Born short-lived

However, at the end of May, a piece of news that really made him shudder fell unexpectedly.

——The army of Sha'an, stationed in northern Xinjiang, has attacked the city again.

Half a year later, just when everyone thought it was calm, the people of Sha'an suddenly launched an attack and caught the unfinished defense line in northern Xinjiang by surprise.

Facts have proved that Dong Sheng's decision to stick to it was correct at the time, but even Dong Sheng himself was not sure at that time, so it would be an afterthought.However, the defenders in northern Xinjiang have undergone a major rectification, and logically speaking, they should not be as vulnerable as before. However, the emergency report of preparations for the war has just reached Huajing City, and the Great Wall of Northern Xinjiang was breached the next day.

And this time the vanguard of the siege was not the Sha'an warriors in cold armor, but an army of spirit ghosts with teeth and claws.

When the Queen heard the second battle report, her breathing stopped suddenly, her hands trembled, and she accidentally knocked over the glazed teacup in her hand, causing the scalding hot tea soup to spill all over the table.The empress came back to her senses, and hurriedly rescued the folders and files on the table, raised her eyes unsteadily to stare at the kneeling centurion in front of her, and asked in a trembling voice, "...is it true?"

Maybe it was because the scene at that time was too horrifying. The centurion rode fast all the way, and he still looked shocked. He dared not wipe the sweat from his forehead into his eyes. He forced himself to reply calmly: "Yes, indeed. Spirit ghosts, I can't estimate the number yet, they have already destroyed three cities..."

When she heard the last sentence, the queen couldn't help taking a deep breath; "The spirit ghost...has entered the city?"

The centurion seemed unwilling to recall the scene of Shura's hell, lowered his head even more, and trembled in pain: "Yes..."

The ghost spirits feed on people, they are cruel and violent, thinking about what kind of devastation they will be when thousands of ghost spirits run over the towns in the northern border.

The empress closed her eyes in pain, and managed to breathe a sigh of relief; "Order, Yanmenguan Town, north of the Yuanguan line, completely clear the city."

Jiang Kun, who was standing beside him, frowned and slandered a few words in his heart, but he also knew that the foreign enemy was at hand, and it would be difficult for him to touch the Queen's scales again, so he didn't say anything.

It's a pity that not everyone is as aware of current affairs as he is. The Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs quit after hearing this, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, please think again. If the refugees from the north go south collectively, there will be chaos in the south."

This is indeed true. Although the population in the north is not as dense as that in the south, if they really all go south, the millions of jobless refugees may turn into mobs in the countryside at any time.After all, the south does not have enough food to feed so many refugees.

But the queen was so angry that she almost lifted the table, picked up a booklet and threw it on Hubu, angrily said: "Why, don't you want to see my tens of thousands of people in the northern border being eaten alive by those beasts?" ?!"

The household department didn't dare to hide, and leaned sideways for a while, with a big bag of worries, and argued with a bitter face; "But..."

"No, but!" The queen slapped the table, "You don't have your wife and children on the front line, but you don't feel sore when you stand and talk. If you can't help me, you can find a way for me. If something happens to the Beimin going south, I'm the only one who will ask you." !"

The old man from Hubu frightened the empress so much that he quickly answered yes and shrank back obediently.

Jiang Kun quietly raised his eyelids and glanced at the Queen's expression, and when she calmed down a little, he dared to try to ask; "Your Majesty, who should be sent to the Northern Expedition?" ?”

At present, among the people who can be mobilized in the entire Hua Xu court, there is no one except Dong Sheng who is proficient in the art of war, familiar with the war situation in the northern border, has the talent of generals, and knows how to deal with spirit ghosts.

However, with such an obvious narrow escape, whoever dares to recommend the prince would be impatient.The queen was willing to send Dongsheng there for the usual small troubles, because she was sure that Dongsheng would not die, even if it was in southern Xinjiang, it was still within her controllable range.But this northern border battlefield is a place where death is a must, and Dong Sheng is the crown prince, both public and private, and emotionally and rationally, the empress has every reason not to let him go.

It is hard to imagine the scale of the spirit ghosts that can smash Huaxu's defense line in the northern border in one day. It is hard to imagine how large it is. The army of spirit ghosts that broke through Silan back then is probably nothing.

But if he doesn't go, who else can go?

Among the courtiers, no one dared to speak up.

The queen looked at the civil and military affairs of the court, and smiled suddenly. The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were very deep, and there were a few white hairs hidden on her well-groomed sideburns. The smile on his face was a little sad.

Although no one dared to speak out, she had already read the answer from the silence of everyone.

Who else but her son?

In the past, when ordering the conscription, the mothers were always asked to give up the small self for the big country. Now it was her turn to send her son to the battlefield, and she finally felt what it meant to be heart-piercing.

However, the emperor's tears flowed backwards, and all of them flowed into his stomach. No matter how sad he was, he didn't express it on his face.

She laughed out of nowhere, and the hall was completely silent, making her laughter seem abrupt and scary.

She still remembered that when she kicked Dong Sheng, who didn't know a single word, to the East China Sea, she justly claimed that she "built the Great Wall with my flesh and blood".

And the uprightness at the beginning was only because he knew in his heart that nothing would really happen to him.

Ruthless is the emperor's family, and the emperor was not a flesh and blood body, but was forced by the world to put the world first.

The empress sighed, closed her eyes weakly, and said lightly as if she had exhausted all her strength: "Tell the prince to enter the palace for an audience."

No matter who will pass on the throne in the future, first of all, this country must still exist, and this country must still be named Dong.

No one under the dragon chair dared to say anything, the eunuch who delivered the decree gave the order and went out quietly.

At that time, she ignored Dong Sheng's feelings and threw a golden prince and jade leaf into the East China Sea, thinking that she understood righteousness and was not like the benevolence of ordinary mothers and wives.

If he had known this earlier, he shouldn't have been sent to the army in the first place.

In fact, Dong Sheng heard the news a day earlier than the empress, and it was not surprising to see his father-in-law coming to pass the oral order at this moment. He responded very calmly, and wandered around to the wing room to change the court clothes. It's like going to a tea party instead of leading a military order.

The father-in-law who was waiting at the door was sweating profusely. Seeing that Dong Sheng had managed to drag himself out, he let out a sigh of amnesty and urged, "Your Highness, Your Majesty and all the adults have been waiting in the court for a long time..."

"Don't worry," Dong Sheng floated over gloomyly with two bruises under his eyelids, as if he hadn't slept all night, "Isn't this going?"

Along the way, the father-in-law kept talking in his ears about how dangerous and dangerous the northern border was, and how heavy his responsibilities were. These chant-like words rolled into Dong Sheng's left ear and rolled out of his right ear again, There was not even a wheel mark left in his mind, it was completely ignored.

He received another letter from Zhou Zirong last night, and it happened that at dinner time he had a dinner with some important ministers in the imperial court. An unopened letter was placed on the table, and he rushed to the table to open the letter indiscriminately, and accidentally tore off a corner of the letter paper, with his eyes as big as bells open, he couldn't understand it. One word, finally fell to the table with a plop and vomited in a daze.

The next morning he woke up in a puddle of filth, his mind was dazed for a long time, and then he suddenly remembered the letter.Hastily raised his hand to have a look, fortunately the letter was inadvertently held too tightly by him, it had already been crumpled into a ball of paper in his palm, finally it was not harmed by the acid water he spit out.

The prince's soul flew into the sky, and it was not until the eunuch in charge of ceremonies in front of the palace said "The prince has arrived-" in a high-pitched voice that he was finally brought back to his senses.

He took a breath to barely wake up his head, and straightened his clothes.

After that, it was just going through the scene according to the regulations. Since the war in northern Xinjiang started again, he knew that the leader and coach this time must be himself.

Besides him, who else is willing to go to death?

Prince Chu, if you say gold is expensive, gold is expensive, if you say it is not gold, you are not gold. The emperor has so many sons and daughters, whether he is a prince or not is just a matter of the queen's words. It was only because he was the emperor. The eldest son is just another black spirit.

The prince can be re-established after death, but if the country is lost, it may not be possible to win it back.

Which is more important than others, all without saying a word.

"This is a big matter. It is about the survival of the country and the safety of the people. Is A Sheng willing to take this tiger charm and help Hua Xu to calm the northern border?"

There was no expression on Dong Sheng's paper-like face, he knelt upright on the ground, silently worked hard, and said loudly: "My son, I would like to go."

That voice reverberated in the deathly silence of the Golden Luan Hall, lonely, but it shook people's hearts, as if the owner of this voice had always been so lonely.

Out of curiosity, the eunuch who had just passed the word of mouth stood outside the palace and couldn't help but quietly raised his head to take a look. He saw the crown prince's somewhat shapeless back standing upright under the dome of the huge palace, as thin as a wisp of smoke, as if With a wave of your hand, it will disappear without a trace, looking like a lonely soul, which has been stationed alone in a place out of everyone's reach for thousands of years.

On May [-], the capital ordered the conscripting of garrisons in Jiangnan, Donghai, and Guangdong and Guangxi.

On June 30, the capital gathered [-] troops.

On the Grain Day of June, the army set out and marched northward.

[The author has something to say: Since I took out this 40-meter-long knife and there is no blood, there is no reason to take it back! 【A look of twitching】. 】