The Blood Crown

Zhuo Letai was determined to frighten them, he sent tens of thousands of soldiers to take turns shouting at the city, day and night, the roar made the Guangning army and people panic.

Liang Huiyong and Yuan Nanyu tried their best to appease the soldiers under them, but there were still not a few who were affected by it.

Yan Sikong knew that if this dragged on, their morale might collapse faster than that of the Jin soldiers, but they were still looking forward to reinforcements, so they could delay for a day.

But at this moment of life and death, a messenger from the capital risked his life to avoid the checkpoint set up by Zhuo Letai, and brought a desperate news to Guangning——Chen Kui sent troops, Feng Changyue urged Feng Ye returned to Beijing immediately.

Chen Kui gathered a total of 20 soldiers and horses from all walks of life, and marched into the capital again, vowing to take back the Chen family from the Feng family army.

Chen Kui's move was simply taking advantage of the fire to rob. If Fengye wanted to keep the capital, he had to give up Liaodong. Only when he returned to the capital could he truly gather the strength of the Feng family's army. thing.

This news is tantamount to adding insult to injury, as if every time they thought this step was a dead end, there was a deeper abyss waiting ahead.

After a long silence, Liang Huiyong said softly, "Do you want to tell the wolf king?"

Yuan Nanyu and Yan Sikong looked at each other, and he was also waiting for Yan Sikong to speak.

Yan Sikong said in a deep voice: "The wolf king's injury has just stabilized, so it's not appropriate to worry too much, let's... discuss countermeasures first."

Although his tone is deliberately calm, it is difficult for people to really hide their emotions at such a moment of change.

Both Liang Huiyong and Yuan Nanyu noticed it. In fact, they also had the same worry in their hearts as Yan Sikong - they were afraid that Fengye would abandon Guangning.

Although Zhuo Letai besieged the city, it was not difficult to leave when the two armies were fighting and had no time for him.

Half of Liaodong was already dead, and the remaining half was dying. How could Feng Ye give up the capital and everything he had worked hard for Liaodong?

Liang Huiyong clenched his fists and said, "The king of Chu is so cruel. Even if such a person becomes the emperor, how can he be expected to rule the country and secure the people."

Yuan Nanyu trembled with anger.

Yan Sikong didn't speak.Chen Kui's move may cause him to lose Liaodong, and it may also cause him to lose popular support, but it may allow him to get the throne, and he knows this.

I don't know what Shen Hexuan is doing at this time, if he persuaded Chen Kui, then he obviously failed, but, will he really let Chen Kui go this far?

Abandoning Liaodong and winning the throne may be a choice that Chen Kuang would have made, but not Shen Hexuan's. But now it seems that it is too late to say anything.

Yuan Nanyu frowned and looked at Yan Sikong: "Second brother, say something."

Yan Sikong asked back: "How many soldiers and horses are there in Datong Mansion?"

Yuan Nanyu thought for a while: "About [-]."

"Can you send [-] troops from Datong Mansion to help?"

"Now King Yong is stationed in Datong. If you want to transfer troops, you have to order it yourself from the Wolf King."

Yan Sikong nodded: "I will personally report the military situation to the Wolf King."

Liang Huiyong opened his mouth: "But..."

"The wolf king will know sooner or later." Yan Sikong said expressionlessly, "If he... If he leaves Guangning, the Datong Mansion will not come to help, and we can only rely on ourselves."

"I won't leave." Yuan Nanyu said resolutely, "Even if I am alone, I will live and die with Guangning!"

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I don't know whether it's Feng Ye's extraordinary talent or Que Linghu's superb medical skills. Two days ago, he was unconscious and his life was hanging by a thread. Two days later, he was able to sit up and eat.

When Yan Sikong came to see him, he finally had a long-lost look of blood on his face.

As soon as they met each other, Feng Ye hurriedly asked: "How is the battle going?"

"Zuo Letai ordered people to shout at the base of the city, intending to disturb our army's morale. They have been shouting all day and all night."

Feng Ye's eyes turned cold: "Follow him, when the reinforcements arrive..."

"The reinforcements won't come." Yan Sikong said with his head bowed.

Feng Ye was startled, and fixedly looked at Yan Sikong: "...Chen Kui has dispatched troops." There was still a trace of luck in his heart, but his tone was an affirmation that he didn't even realize.

Yan Sikong didn't answer, and acquiesced.

Feng Ye's face was tense, and complex thoughts flashed in his pair of deep eyes.

Chen Kui will make a comeback sooner or later, but at this juncture, he is taking advantage of the fire and looting, extremely vicious.

But they were not surprised. This worst situation was one of their guesses.However, to face it requires greater courage and a greater price than they imagined, because the golden soldier's long knife has already reached their necks.

Yan Sikong said in a low voice: "General Feng urged you to return to Beijing again. I guess the words must be very strong." He took out the unopened letter from his pocket and handed it to Feng Ye.

Feng Ye paused for a moment, then slowly opened the letter, his eyes swept up and down, his complexion became more and more gloomy.

Yan Sikong was in a state of confusion.

Now Fengye is being forced to make a choice between Guangning and the capital.

If you were any one person, you wouldn't lose the big because of small things.What's more, if Guangning is lost, there is still a chance to regain it, but how can a person have a second chance to seize the capital in his life?It's just that Guangning, who fell under the saber of the golden man, is destined to be washed by blood. Who cares about these insignificant ant people?

Feng Ye put down the letter and bowed his head in silence.

Yan Sikong raised his head and looked at Fengye. He couldn't ask Fengye to stay, because if it were him, he probably wouldn't make such a choice that the gain outweighs the gain. It's just that Guangning is his hometown, and he can't let it go.

Feng Ye suddenly said: "I will go to Xin Datong Mansion and ask King Yong to send troops to help."

Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye in astonishment: "You...you're not leaving?"

"Will you leave?" Feng Ye asked back.

Yan Sikong shook his head decisively: "No."

"Then I won't either." Feng Ye stared at Yan Sikong, "I said before, no one can hurt you again, as long as I live."

Yan Sikong's heart trembled slightly. For the first time in such a long time, he felt that having Feng Ye by his side was a...good thing.

"As long as I defeat Zhuo Letai as soon as possible, I will still have time to return to the capital. Uncle will be able to hold on..." Feng Ye narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Yan Sikong: "Why, you seem a little surprised?"

"..."

"You think I'm going to abandon you?"

"I'm not sure." Yan Sikong replied honestly.

Feng Ye stared blankly at Yan Sikong, unable to hide his sadness, he smiled wryly, "You...'not sure'. No matter how important you are to me, no matter what I told you, you never really believed it in your heart."

"I believe it now."

"You believe it, and then what?" Feng Ye stared at Yan Sikong.

Yan Sikong stood up, walked to Fengye's bed, and said calmly: "Fengye, you know what kind of person I am. To achieve my goal, I will do whatever it takes. You saved me, and you are willing to stay to save Guangning. I will do whatever you want me to do. Is this the answer you want?"

Feng Ye's breath was unstable, and the sadness and anger in his eyes were intertwined: "What I want is your willingness."

Yan Sikong said softly: "You've seen me willingly, I'm afraid I can't pretend."

"Yan Sikong!" Feng Ye yelled angrily, "Does it mean that even if I die for you, you won't like me anymore?!" His agitation touched the wound, causing him to bend over in pain His face was wrinkled.

"Feng Ye!" Yan Sikong rushed to the bed and supported his back, "But the wound is open? I'll call..."

Feng Ye grabbed Yan Sikong's wrist with such strength that he looked like someone who just came back from the gate of hell.

Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye's blood-colored face and turned pale again, feeling annoyed in his heart.He can face thousands of people and say anything that makes people happy, why can't he face Feng Ye alone?Maybe, maybe it was because the reason why the two of them came to this point was because of his initial deception, and he didn't want to lie to Fengye anymore.

Feng Ye stared at Yan Sikong with red eyes, and said sadly, "You care about me, do you care about me, or the wolf king?"

"I care about you, and I also care about the wolf king." Yan Sikong lifted his underwear and felt relieved when he saw that no new blood was oozing from the wound. He looked directly at Feng Ye and said in a hoarse voice, "Feng Ye, I don't want to lie anymore. You, you said that you hate me for lying to you the most. If you want me to stay by your side, I will stay by your side. As long as you can save Liaodong, you can kill me... But I will not be emotional anymore, that is me Biggest mistake of my life."

Feng Ye said in a low voice: "The relationship between you and me is the biggest... mistake in your life?"

Yan Sikong couldn't answer Fengye's question, he felt his heart aching.Yes, it was the biggest mistake of his life, and it was also the best memory of his life. It was so good that a person like him didn't deserve to have it. Sure enough, God took it away very quickly.

They have gone too far, too far, and they have long been unable to find their original place. If they forcefully turn back, they will only make mistakes.

"Yan Sikong, you are so ruthless." Feng Ye's lips trembled, "What I cherish as a treasure, you regard as a 'mistake' to be discarded like a waste."

Yan Sikong had no intention of arguing with an injured person who "abandoned their affection like a bucket" first, he said softly: "The most important thing for you now is to take good care of your wounds, and the rest can't be discussed until you recover .”

Feng Ye held Yan Sikong's hand all the time, his eyes filled with unspeakable pain, he opened his mouth and whispered, "I want you...to kiss me."

Yan Sikong paused, hesitantly approached Feng Ye's lips, and kissed him lightly.

That superficial kiss, with restraint and alienation.

Feng Ye felt even more sorrowful.He recalled that when he was shot by an arrow and fell in Yan Sikong's arms, what was pouring out of those eyes was genuine sadness and anxiety, which was the only trace of true feelings that Yan Sikong had shown to him since the reunion.

He would rather, would rather stay in that moment forever.