Early summer in April.

The army supporting Yanmen Pass has sent back news that it has fought against Beiliao, but there has been no victory or defeat.

Song Yan stayed up all night, worrying about the battle on the front line, waiting for the prime minister and the others to enter the palace, Song Yan was already in the Wende Hall, carefully looking at the visiting march map on the table, looking at Song Yan's slightly haggard face Look, the prime minister is not only worried:

"Your Majesty, it's better to go and rest quickly."

Song Yan rolled up his clothes and sighed: "The northern border is in flames of war, how can I rest, I really can't sleep."

Song Yan carefully looked at the marching map, and discussed with the prime minister and the others what kind of combat method the marshal and the others would use to fight the Northern Liao army.

Afterwards, every month, I could receive good news from Marshal Yubei. The pioneer Ji Zhao won three battles and three victories, forcing the Northern Liao army to retreat [-] miles in order to stabilize the court and the people's hearts.

In addition to praising Ji Zhao's military exploits, Marshal Yubei's memorial also truthfully reported Ji Zhao's several aggressive advances and several times of victories, and the written expression tried to be fair without any bias.

In the court, all civil and military officials were full of praise for the emperor's knowledge and good use of people, and Ji Zhao's young hero was full of praise.

He is also very proud of supporting Song Yan, knowing that the battle ahead is gradually calming down, he is eating better and sleeping better, compared to the previous days, Song Yan has lost a lot of weight, if Ji Zhao is here, It must be distressed to death.

However, at the end of August, Song Yan realized that he had not received a letter from Marshal Yubei for two months.

After the dynasty was over, the first thing Song Yan asked was: "Has Marshal Yubei sent back the good news?"

Chang Lu said: "Returning to Your Majesty, I have not received a memorial from the marshal today."

Song Yan sighed, really worried: "Could it be that he was defeated at the front and dared not write a memorial?"

Song Yan couldn't figure it out, and didn't even eat much with dinner.

There was the sound of wind and sand in my ears, and Song Yan stood nervously in the dark environment, unable to see his fingers, feeling very panic and uneasy in his heart.

He stepped forward tentatively, calling softly: "Is anyone there? Is anyone there? Answer me?"

"Brother Yan—"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded behind him, Song Yan was taken aback, turned around quickly, and suddenly saw Ji Zhao standing in front of him with arrows all over his body.

His hair was in a mess, his face was covered with blood, his eyes were full of tears, and he stared straight at Song Yan in front of him.

Song Yan panicked, stepped forward and grabbed Ji Zhao's arm, looked at him, and said anxiously: "Mingyue, Mingyue, what's wrong with you!"

Ji Zhao opened his mouth slightly, and black blood flowed out of his mouth. He raised his hand to caress Song Yan's cheek: "I'm afraid, I'm going to break my promise, Brother Yan, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back."

Song Yan quickly grabbed his hand: "No, no, whoever said that you are not allowed to rush forward on the battlefield, and you are not allowed to play with your life. I want you to come back alive."

Ji Zhao smiled wryly, tears streaming down his eyes: "Brother Yan——Brother Yan——"

Ji Zhao called Song Yan, his eyes fell down as soon as he closed, Song Yan hugged him in panic: "Mingyue! Mingyue, wake up, Mingyue."

"Mingyue—"

Song Yan woke up from the dream with a cry of surprise, and the servants who heard the sound held the lamps one after another, waited on the bedside and said:

"Your Majesty, do you want to wake up at night?"

Song Yan pressed his hand on his chest, his heart was aching, his forehead was full of sweat, and he didn't know if it was because of day-by-day thoughts, Song Yan would have such a nightmare, it was really incomprehensible.

Song Yan opened the curtain, asked the servant to bring a cup of hot tea and said, "What time is it?"

The servant said respectfully, "It's just an ugly time."

"Chou Shi." Song Yan murmured, he had only slept for more than an hour before he had a nightmare, "I can't sleep, change my clothes, I'm going to Wende Palace."

"Here."

The servants carefully changed and washed Song Yan. It was still night on the palace road from Chou Shi to Yin Shi, the wind was a bit damp and cold, and the candles in the palace lanterns were flickering.

At such an hour, the emperor's Luanjia passed by always felt a little strange.

Song Yan Xu was frightened by the dream, and was extremely flustered all the way to Wende Hall, feeling that the dream just now was too real.

As soon as the hour arrived, a report from the Royal Army of the North was sent outside. Song Yan quickly walked to the messenger, took the report from him and opened it, then smiled and murmured:

"Sure enough, I really did live up to my expectations, I won, I won."

The more Song Yan looked back, the smile on his face gradually disappeared. He looked at the memorial in his hand in disbelief, and quickly pointed to the messenger officer and said:

"I ask you, what happened to Yubei Pioneer!"

The officers and soldiers said: "Five days before the humble post sent the letter back, the Northern Liao army made a surprise attack. General Ji Zhao led his troops to stop it. Deputy General Cheng has always been dissatisfied with General Ji Zhao, so he led his troops forward and was ambushed by the enemy. In order to save him, General Ji Zhao fell into a trap and was hit by several arrows. He was in danger, and he hadn't woken up before he came back from his humble post to deliver the letter."

Song Yan felt a suffocation in his chest, his eyes turned black and he almost couldn't hold his ground: "Haven't you woke up yet?"

Song Yan muttered, and suddenly remembered the dream last night. Could it be that Ji Zhao came to talk to him in the dream?

He shook his head vigorously, and shook this thought out of his mind. He didn't believe that Ji Zhao would hit the arrow at all, and Song Yan had seen his skill before, so how could he be in danger.

Song Yan sat down on the dragon chair, all he could think about was Ji Zhao's appearance from childhood to adulthood, Ji Zhao can't have any accidents, he is Song Yan's last hope, and he still counts on him to liberate him by relying on his military merits as a powerful minister , so nothing happened to Ji Zhao.

"I'm going to Yanmen Pass."

After a long time, Song Yan murmured that this time he did not inform the Prime Minister and the Taiwei, but he made a temporary decision, and he packed his bags that day, took Yu Boyan and Qi Ruotang with him, and left the palace, heading straight for Yanmen Pass.

By the time the prime minister and the others found out, Song Yan was almost at Yanmen Pass.

Perhaps because of the war and the need to station troops, the towns near Yanmen Pass had almost no residents. Song Yan and the others rode here, and there were deserted villages everywhere.

Yu Bo said: "Oh, if it wasn't for the disaster of war, these people wouldn't have run away from home."

Qi Ruotang: "That's right, but they probably didn't go too far, and they came back to collect the food, probably because they believed that the Imperial Army could win."

Yu Boyan: "This battle has been going on for more than half a year, and I don't know when it will end."

Qi Ruotang: "After Yeluzhen succeeded to the throne of the Northern Liao Dynasty, he wanted to gain a firm foothold in the court, so he insisted on invading the northern border."

…………

The two chattered endlessly in Song Yan's ear, but Song Yan's face was serious, and he kept frowning after he came out of the capital.

Suddenly, a line of troops appeared in front of them. When they saw Song Yan and the others, they were also quite surprised. The captain at the head said:

"Stop, who are you, don't you know that there is a war outside Yanmen Pass? Go back quickly, you can't pass the pass at this time."

Song Yan raised his head to look at the solemn captain, clasped his fists in a salute, and said, "We're not passing the test, we're here to find someone."

The school captain was stunned: "Looking for someone? The people in the nearby villages have all moved away. If you want to find someone, you have to wait until the war is over. You can come when they move back."

Qi Ruotang said: "No, no, no, we are not looking for the people here. We are from the capital. We are here to look for your Northern Pioneer, General Ji Zhaoji. We are his friends."

Upon hearing Ji Zhao's name, the captain and the soldiers around him looked at each other in disbelief:

"Are you friends of General Ji?"

Yu Boyan quickly took out his badge and handed it over: "We used to work together in the Forbidden Army Shence Battalion. I heard that he was injured, so I asked His Majesty for leave and came to visit him secretly."

The school lieutenant carefully identified the waist badge in his hand, then looked up at the three men riding horses in front of him carefully, and couldn't help saying: "Come here, find ten people and escort them to the military camp to meet the marshal."

After the soldiers behind him clasped their fists and saluted, they found ten soldiers and led Song Yan and the others towards the barracks.

Song Yan looked serious, Qi Ruotang naturally knew that he was worried about Ji Zhao, so he didn't dare to touch Song Yan's brow, but said to the leading soldier who escorted them to the barracks:

"How are you, General Ji, in the army?"

The leading soldier smiled proudly: "General Ji, that is really brave and invincible. In June, he led a pair of troops into the next door and went around to the rear of the Northern Liao army. He didn't hear them for several days. We thought that something had happened, until the Northern Liao army was in chaos, and we knew that General Ji had won."

Yu Boyan said again: "Really, you are so airy."

The soldier said: "Of course, General Ji is only 17 years old, and he is as old as us, but he is so brave, which is really impressive, and General Ji is very loyal, so it is clear that Vice General Cheng is not convinced by him." Yes, he still confronted him everywhere, besides, it was clear that Vice General Cheng did not listen to dissuasion and fell into a trap that day, General Ji went to the rescue this time regardless of previous suspicions, and he was seriously injured, so it was not worth it at all."

"So is he awake now?"

Song Yan, who had been silent all this time, actually asked a question.

The soldier was stunned for a moment, a little surprised that the cold-faced young man actually opened his mouth, and then said: "Oh, oh, I woke up, I woke up yesterday, our General Ji is also very lucky, if you survive a catastrophe, you will have a good fortune." , General Ji should take the lead in pacifying the border war."

The soldier spoke proudly, but Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief after he said that Ji Zhao had woken up, and his heart fell to the ground. He only hoped to arrive at the barracks earlier and see Ji Zhao.

Then reprimand him well.

When Song Yan and the others arrived at the barracks, Deputy General Cheng was kneeling in front of the commander's tent with his upper body bare and several thorns on his back, and none of the soldiers around dared to disrespect him.

A voice came from the commander's tent and said, "If you want to kneel, don't kneel in front of this commander. If you want to kneel, kneel in front of General Ji's tent."

Deputy General Cheng hurriedly got up with the thorns on his back, and as soon as he turned around, he met Song Yan and the others face to face. He just glanced at Song Yan, and then left without looking back.

Song Yan was a little puzzled: "What is he doing?"

The soldier said: "Oh, Deputy General Cheng knew that he did not deal with General Ji before, and it was his villainous heart. General Ji was injured in order to save him, so he came to ask for punishment."

Song Yan responded, and then entered the commander's tent under the leadership of the soldiers.

However, when Marshal saw Song Yan, he immediately recognized him. He was about to salute, but Song Yan stopped him. He said, "I came here without my identity. Marshal doesn't need to be too polite."

The marshal responded, and sat down facing Song Yan: "Your Majesty came to the northern border from a long distance, it is my negligence of duty."

Song Yan: "You didn't write a report to me for two months, and I was very worried, so I came here in person, how about it? Can the war be resolved as soon as possible?"

The Marshal was silent for a moment before saying: "Within ten days, there will be a decisive battle."

Song Yan lowered his eyes and thought for a while: "Okay, then I will stay in the army for ten days, and then I will return to the court with the army."

The Marshal clasped his fists in salute, and then said: "Your Majesty must have come to visit General Ji too. Now that he is awake, why not accompany His Majesty there."

Song Yan nodded, covered her lips and coughed lightly: "No need, I'll just go by myself."

The marshal responded, hurriedly summoned the guards, and sent Song Yan and the others to the military tent where Ji Zhao lived.

From afar, I saw Deputy General Cheng holding a thorn stick and said: "It is a humble officer who acted recklessly and disobeyed military orders. He should be punished. General Ji should also punish him."

There was no sound in the tent, and I don't know if Ji Zhao was asleep. When Song Yan and the others walked in, they happened to meet the marshal's guard, and told him not to disturb Ji Zhao's rest, and come back after General Ji recovers from his injury.

Deputy General Cheng let out a hey and left again.

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