Legend has it that the Demon God Emperor Carter was able to defeat 10,000 people, and Gopra used to only think it was a myth. But now, he felt that Sterling was not much closer to Carter, the Demon God Emperor back then.

"My lord, your martial arts are too high, and we are not sure that we will capture you alive, so we ......" Gopra's voice trembled, he made a gesture, and all the crossbow machines were raised, and the arrow pointed at Stirling in the distance.

"My lord, you have served the country all your life, and we all respect you! But if you don't change your mind, then ...... We had to offend! ”

"Rebellious ministers and thieves, don't share the sky!"

The snowy long sword came out of the sheath, illuminating the human eye, the monstrous murderous aura forced people, Stirling's majestic figure seemed to be descended from the heavens, the white light flashed away in the dark night, and the long sword thundered.

"Shoot the arrows!"

"Don't!"

Two calls rang out at the same time, and in the sharp howl of the breaking wind, the figure flickered, and the dull echo of the arrow piercing the flesh gurgled and sizzled. In that flash of lightning, Wu Bin pounced in front of Sterling and shot him in the back with a sharp arrow aimed at him. He snorted, fell like a heavy stake, and when he fell to the ground, he shouted, "My lord, go quickly......"

Sterling didn't go, at the same time that Wu Bin fell to the ground with an arrow, his chest also seemed to be hit hard by a sledgehammer, the power of the light crossbow close-range shot was unexpectedly terrifying, Sterling took a few steps back, staggered and stumbled into a tree on the side of the road.

He let out a heavy breath and looked down, surprised to see the rapidly expanding blush on his chest. At this time, the hot pain spread from the wound to the brain.

He frowned calmly and looked at the wound as if he were looking at something that had nothing to do with him. He stiffened up and picked up the sword on the ground.

The gendarmes, with their crossbows in their hands, watched him silently from a dozen paces away.

At this moment, Gopla's trembling command voice came again: "Volley!" Launch! ”

The rain of arrows poured down on the man again, powerful bolts piercing through his warm body and slamming into the trunk of the tree behind him with a burst of blood. Blood erupted in a canopy. In the darkness, the figure shook a few times, but finally stood firm, staggering.

Blood splashed drop by drop in the snow, and the strength disappeared from the body little by little, and the arms that were once capable of capturing thousands of armies were now unable to even hold the sword in their hands. Sterling suddenly felt so tired, really tired. For so many years, from south to north, he has fought countless battles, and the exhaustion that came out of his heart was exhausting from the bottom of his heart to his body.

"I'm so tired, I really want to rest......"

Stirling struggled to open his eyelids and take one last look at the land in front of him, where he had been running for thirty-one springs and autumns, and the snow covered this vast and generous land. When spring arrives, the vegetation will sprout, the animals will awaken, and the land covered in snow will come alive again...... The field of vision in front of him was blurring little by little, and the sky above him was slowly spinning, and the black dense clouds were pressing down on his head. In a trance, he saw a beautiful girl smiling at him, her curved eyebrows as charming as a crescent moon, and her eyes as bright as starlight.

"Cardin, are you here to pick me up?"

The girl smiled softly, her white dress fluttering slightly in the wind, just like the summer of that year, the girl's beauty was still the same. She took Sterling's hand tenderly and led him down a path lined with beautiful flowers and singing birds. That road is getting higher and higher. At the end of the road, golden light and beautiful music were faintly heard, and Sterling walked higher and farther on that road, and he was fascinated by the hands of the girls beside him, feeling happy and content.

The cold wind howled, and the snow fell like hemp. The gendarmes held their breath and looked in horror at the figures standing in the darkness. After a long time, Gopra tentatively shouted, "My lord? ”

There was no answer, only the rustle of snow falling.

The greatest warrior of the Golden Age, has fallen into an eternal slumber.

A cry broke the loneliness, and Wu Bin, who fell to the ground after being hit by an arrow, cried loudly, because his lungs were penetrated, his cry was intermittent, depressed and low, more like choking, he vomited blood, and cried hoarsely: "What are you doing!" Ah, what the hell are you doing! Beasts, you have harmed the general! ”

The gendarmes turned pale. Gopla's expression was solemn, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"All of them! Stand upright, salute, and mourn! ”

Although there is no indication of the object, everyone knows who the object of the salute is. The gendarmes put the crossbow machines at their feet, saluted in unison to the figure standing in the drizzle, and then bowed their heads in silent salute.

Gopra lowered her head and muttered, "My lord, I have to do it. May the heroic spirit not perish, and you will go all the way. ”

In the early morning of January 1, 786, the Demon Kingdom of Fogrozbia City.

Shikawa Xiu, who got up early in the morning to patrol the camp, saw a huge meteor falling in the southeast sky, its radiance was shining, and finally disappeared in the dark sky before dawn, and the beautiful light made Zichuan Xiu and Shirakawa look at it in a daze.

Shirakawa sighed: "What a beautiful meteor! Make a wish! ”

Turning his face and seeing Zi Chuanxiu's ugly face, Bai Chuan was surprised: "My lord! ”

"Nothing!"

Zi Chuanxiu shook his head, he shook his head, trying to throw out the palpitations of that moment, and said with a forced smile: "It's time to patrol the camp." This morning, the three chiefs of the Mongolian tribe came to meet us, we have to prepare early, the three of them have been fighting for almost a year, and I have to mediate that dispute. The Mongols are the cavalry clan of the kingdom, and they can't keep messing around like this, and the strength of the Mongols is indispensable in the war with the barbarians. ”

"Yes, my lord, the Far East Command has made a complete plan for the affairs of the Mongolian people, and I will present it to you later."

As they spoke, their eyes never took off the dazzling meteor. For some reason, at this moment, Zi Chuanxiu suddenly felt his heart beating violently, as if he had lost a very precious thing, and it was difficult to breathe.

In the early morning of January 1, 786. Northwest Blue City.

She moved to the window and stared at the long flame tail of the meteor, the starlight sprinkled on her jade-white face, and the dazzling light had filled her clear eyes.

"Skyfall superstar, national weightless general." Looking at the meteor, Liufeng Shuang's heart was full of doubts: "There is no war now, why did the Zichuan family have this omen?" It can trigger the heavens. Which of the generals is falling? Is it Stirling, or is it Dilling? Could it be him? ”

Looking at the meteor in a daze, she was worried in her heart, she stood there stupidly, thinking about the person in her heart, and her body was wet by the sunset and she was at a loss.

When Zichuan Xiu and Liufeng Shuang both saw the meteor, in the same Demon Kingdom's Fogrozbia City, Her Royal Highness Princess Cardin was sleeping soundly. When Cardan woke up, she could see from her window a huge meteor dragging a long tail flame across the sky by her window.

The meteor walked slowly, slowly, as if it was also nostalgic and unwilling to leave, and the brilliant starlight passed through the window. Gently sprinkled on the princess's beautiful face, as if the lover's hand was caressing.

"Sijun......" Princess Cardin murmured, "...... Don't go ......"

In her sleep, tears welled up in her eyes, dripping down her beautiful face. Under the light of the meteor, every tear is exuding a strange brilliance, crystal clear, beautiful as a pearl.

The glorious meteor slowly dissipated, dimmed, and finally disappeared into the eastern sky before dawn.

At five o'clock in the morning on January 1, 786, the highly decorated minister of the Zichuan family, the chief of military affairs and the commander of the expeditionary force, and the commander of Stirling. He was assassinated in Wangdu Mausoleum, a suburb of the imperial capital. At the time of his murder, he was only thirty-one years old.

When Gopra returned to the imperial capital with his men, the siege of the Governor's Mansion continued. The gendarmes had already captured the front gate and garden of the Governor's Mansion, soldiers in black coats were crowding the gates of the former dignified White Marble Palace like locusts, and Di Lin's headquarters had also moved to the waiting room of the Governor's Mansion.

Stepping on the muddy and precious carpet, and turning sideways to give way to a group of soldiers shuttling by, Gopra stepped on the plaque of the Governor's Mansion with a serious expression and entered the famous long corridor. The door to the headquarters was open, and he saw Dilin in the distance.

The Inspector General sat gloomily in his chair, staring intently at the frame on the opposite wall. Above, Zi Chuanyun, the first head of the family, was looking at him majestically, and his blazing eyes were full of hatred for this traitor. Di Lin sat indifferently in the mutilated waiting chair, oblivious to the gaze cast on the portrait. In the midst of a large crowd of noisy and hectic staff officers, he was as cold as a passer-by who had nothing to do with himself.

"Gopra!" At the same time that Gopra saw Dillin, the Inspector General also discovered his number one henchman. He jumped up excitedly and approached quickly: "How are things going?" Did you pick up anyone? ”

Standing in front of Dilin, Gopra snorted and didn't know how to answer. Di Lin immediately sensed that something was wrong, and asked, "Failed?" Didn't intercept anyone? ”

"My lord, we've got someone." Summoning up his courage, Gopra whispered, "At five o'clock this morning, we received him at Wangduling—he came with Wu Bin, the military judge of the battalion, without any guards. ”

"Oh." It was obvious that Di Lin breathed a sigh of relief: "In that case, you should be optimistic about him." There are many guards, but the treatment must be good, the food must be fine, the care must be thoughtful, and the politeness must be polite. My second brother has a very stubborn temper, and he definitely doesn't want to see me now, and maybe he will lose his temper. If you don't fight back, you don't scold back, and after a few days, the situation will calm down, and his anger should subside, and then I will go and talk to him well......"

"My lord, we didn't catch him alive." Gopra lowered his head, not daring to look into Dilling's eyes, "Lord Stirling drew his sword to resist, we had no choice but to ......" He lowered his head, silently staring at his toes, not daring to make a sound.

It can be clearly seen that the blood color has disappeared little by little from Di Lin's fair face. Gopra heard a low, murderous shout overhead, like the low thunder before the earthquake: "What about people?" ”

Gopra didn't answer, he bowed his head and was silent.

In the headquarters that was noisy and busy just now, it was frighteningly quiet at the moment. The staff officers put down what they were doing and looked at the two men standing there in surprise.

The Inspector General's body shook slightly, shivering like a chill, and he asked again in a low voice: "What about people?" ”

Still no answer has been received.

A biting chill surged up irrepressibly from the bottom of his heart, and Di Lin felt the fear that pierced his bones, and he saw it clearly. Ahead is a pitch-black abyss, bottomless, sinking and endless.

Gopra slowly raised her head and looked at his faint eyes, so that Di Lin understood everything.

As if he had been punched in the head, he stumbled a few steps backwards and fell back to his chair. There was no blood on his face. As if his spine had been broken, he bent deeply, covering his face in pain, and a low whimper came slowly from his hand. In a trance, he saw a face, the hearty and upright soldier was smiling at him gently, the bits and pieces of the nearly twenty years of getting along appeared in front of him, the intense pain had swallowed Di Lin, he couldn't cry, moaning in pain: "God, what the hell have we done!" ”

"My lord, please mourn." Gopra stepped forward and said earnestly, "We did want to take it alive, but Lord Stirling resisted desperately, and even drew his sword and slashed us, so we had to do it in self-defense—sorry......"

He paused, looked at Di Lin sitting there without moving, and continued: "What's more, my lord, since we have come to this point, we can no longer care about personal feelings. His Excellency Sterling may be your best friend, but he is loyal to his family and a threat to us. If he doesn't die, you're not the only one, but tens of thousands of our brethren will die. His death may not be a good ......"

Before Gopra could finish speaking, a vicious slap hit him in the face, knocking him all out of the way. Before he could stand firm, Di Lin had already roared and pounced, punching him hard in the stomach, and in an instant, a sharp pain spread from his stomach all the way to his brain. His whole body twitched, and he was limp like a cloud of mud. But he couldn't sit on the ground, because Di Lin had grabbed him by the collar and lifted him, grabbed him by the neck, and yelled viciously, "What about people? You tell Lao Tzu! ”

Gopra convulsed, his mouth vomiting sour water, and he struggled and said, "My lord, he's dead!" ”

"You're lying! The second brother is invincible! He is the Tiger of Zizhou! How did you kill him! Hand him over! Hand it over! ”

Di Lin roared fiercely, exuding a terrifying murderous aura like a lion and a tiger all over his body, and on him, the murderous aura rose like a flame. The staff officers were so frightened that no one dared to step forward to dissuade them.

Gopra collapsed on the spot, he struggled in Dilin's iron-fisted hands, gasping for breath: "Dead, my lord, he's dead!" ”

"You're lying! Lie! The second brother will not die! Di Lin roared frantically, he grabbed Gopla's neck, and shouted with bloodshot eyes, "I'll kill you!" I'll kill you! ”

Gopra struggled desperately, and he slammed Dirin's hand, but Dilin was so crazy that his wrist seemed to be made of iron. His neck bones were choked and gurgling. He wanted to call for help to the person next to him, but Di Lin's iron bowl had pinched his vocal cords, and he couldn't make a sound. It was difficult to breathe, the eyes gradually bulged, the strength of the struggle became weaker and weaker, and there were bouts of dizziness, and consciousness gradually blurred.

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Gopra thought in a trance: "Could it be that I am going to die at the hands of adults?" ”

Just then, several people rushed into the room.

"My lord, let go! Gopra is dying! ”

The director of the second division, the red cloth flag of Imaxi, and the director of the fourth division, Lu Zhen, the red cloth banner, screamed in silence. They were all alarmed by Di Lin's roar, and they happened to see the thrilling scene in front of them, seeing that Gopra was about to be strangled to death by Di Lin, the two hurriedly rushed up and pulled him away, but the crazy Di Lin had infinite strength, and the officers even used the strength to eat milk, and they still couldn't shake Di Lin's hand.

Seeing that Gopla stuck out his tongue and his eyes straightened, Jinxi Hongyi Qiben turned around and shouted, "What are you doing stupidly? Don't come up to help yet! ”

Awakened by his violent drinking, several stunned staff officers present and two guards watching by the door hurriedly came up to help. Everyone worked together, and finally pulled Di Lin away. By this time, Gopra's face was already purple, he was slumped on the ground, spitting sour water, tears and snot were running down his face, his face was purple, and his body was curled up like a shrimp.

But at this time, no one cares about him. All the attention of the group was on the Inspector General. His subordinates looked at him anxiously, and no one dared to approach.

After a while, Lu Zhen asked softly, "My lord, are you okay?" ”

Di Lin sat on the chair in a daze, his expression blank and his eyes empty. He ignored the calls of his subordinates. It seems that the whole person is no longer in this world.

"Your Majesty, you are angry. Gopra was right. Sterling doesn't die, it's too much of a threat to us. He was stubborn and prestigious. His martial arts are too high, and he can't be locked up. As long as he escapes, he can call up tens of thousands of Qinwang troops to attack us at any time. ”

"My lord, you are emotionally unstable...... Better to take a break......"

Before Lu Zhen's words fell, Di Lin raised his head, and the blood in his mouth spurted wildly, splashing the carpet into scarlet. In the exclamations of his subordinates. The Inspector General had collapsed from his chair. Fainted.

Because of Stirling's death, Dilling was also on the verge of collapse, and the rebels' temporary headquarters fell into chaos. After Dilin fell into a coma. The three red-clothed flagmen present – Gopla, Lu Zhen and Jinxi – panicked.

"This news must be blocked!"

After coming to their senses, the three of them thought of this at the same time. This is a matter of life and death, and once the news comes out, not to mention shaking the morale of the army, it is possible for the whole army to collapse.

The snake can't do without a head, and now is the critical time for the mutiny, and tens of thousands of rebels cannot lose their command. When Di Lin was not on the council, someone had to command the troops of the Supervision Office, and all three of them understood this.

But who will take on the responsibility?

A strange scene appeared. The three red-clothed bannermen were humble to each other, and His Excellency Goprazan Jinxi was young and strong and in good spirits, Jinxi said that His Excellency Lu Zhen had many far-sighted ideas, and Lu Zhen hurriedly praised Goplad for his high esteem and prestige, and everyone said that he was too shallow to do his job - it was not that the directors of the Supervision Office were noble enough to regard power as floating clouds, but everyone knew that now the Supervision Office was in crisis, the situation was too complicated, and the position of commander-in-chief. It's better not to take it if you're not sure, it's really going to kill people - and besides, the directors still have a bit of selfishness that is not easy to export: in case of a mutiny, when the family will be held accountable in the future, in addition to Di Lin, the "acting commander-in-chief" will definitely be the primary target of the family's hunt.

The responsibilities are high, the risks are high, but the benefits are not - this kind of good thing should be left to others to do.

The directors humbled each other for five minutes, and seeing that it was not a way to drag on like this, Gopra couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped the table and shouted: "I know what you're thinking - you don't have to push, the three of us command together, and no one wants to leave!" ”

In retaliation, the two directors both elected Gopla to be responsible for issuing orders to the outside world, and the reason is very sufficient: Gopra is a close confidant of Dilin, and often conveys orders on behalf of Dilin, so if he comes forward, everyone will not suspect it.

Gopra had no choice but to agree. As a result, the "Three-Person Command" headed by Gopra was established.

Among the many generals of the Golden Age, there is no name of Gopra. He didn't have the talent to strategize, let alone the courage to gallop on the battlefield. In the military sphere, he can be considered a mediocre general at best. But he has a strength, he has a clear understanding of himself, and he is not overestimated or arrogant.

He knows the scope of his ability, and he will do what he is sure of; What he was not sure of, he dragged it out until someone smarter than him took over—all in all, a little better than ordinary people, but not to the point of excellence.

Because Dillin had already drawn up a complete plan for the coup d'état when he was sober, and had arranged for someone to carry it out, Gopra didn't think about changing it at all, and he followed the steps he had drawn up—to put it more simply, he didn't do anything, just sat there and waited.

At about 6:20 in the morning, the red-clothed flags who were dozing off in the headquarters were woken up. The Arrest Team of the Operations Division reported that they had captured the Chief of Staff, Goshan, and said that Gosan wanted to meet with the commander of the mutinous unit.

Rubbing her red eyes, which she hadn't slept all night, Gopra asked in surprise, "Goshan didn't kill herself?" ”

Gothand was captured at six o'clock in the morning. On the night of the mutiny, Zichuan Sanxing had a premonition that something bad was going to happen, and sent Li Qing to bring those important ministers and officials into the Governor's Mansion for protection, and Goshan was also on this list. But Ge Shan was not at home because she was attending the banquet, and Li Qing couldn't pick her up. By the time she returned home, a mutiny had already taken place, and the gendarmes were pouring into the streets. As the minister of direct supervision of the imperial capital, Goshan was also the focus of arrest. But she saw the opportunity quickly and absconded from her home before the rebels arrived. Hiding in a relative's house with his own soldiers. But unfortunately, there is also an eyeliner of the Seventh Division among her own soldiers. Before dawn, the Ombudsman had received a tip-off and the gendarmes surrounded the hideout.

Goshen is an important figure in Luo Minghai's faction, she is upright and tough, and she refuses to bow her head even to the chief. The captured gendarmes estimated that she would definitely not give in, and maybe there would be a bloody scene of scolding the thief and dying. Out of respect for her. The officer who led the team waited outside the door for a while, giving her time to commit suicide.

As a result, everyone was stunned: Gosan ordered all her soldiers to lay down their arms and surrender, and she opened the door herself and came out and said, "I am Goshan, I surrender." Take me to your commander, for I have something important to say to him. ”

The officers of the Inspectorate felt like watching a tiger turn into a cat.

After listening to the report, Gopra couldn't stop laughing. He asked his two colleagues, "Who would be interested in meeting Goshan?" ”

Imanishi smiled at Mimi and said, "That mother-in-law? It's boring, and she talks like everyone owes her money. I wasn't interested in going over and listening to her. ”

Lu Zhen also shook his head: "Goshan is not an ordinary person. What to do with her, to kill, to release or to use? It's up to adults to decide. Anyway, we can't assert it, what are we doing with her? ”

"But in case she has something important......"

Lu Zhen pouted: "What is more important now than fighting?" Although Goshan is the commander, she does not lead troops. What can a civil servant do? Shut her up. Let's deal with it when the adults recover! ”

Gopra nodded, he didn't think there was anything important about a captured civilian commander.

He ordered: "Hold her up well, and don't abuse her." Don't let it go! Let's see her when Lord Dilin is free! ”

Goplata is a wise man, Lu Zhen is thoughtful, and Jinxi is a great talent, and the three of them can be regarded as rare talents. But at this time, they all unconsciously made a mistake. They all forgot that in addition to a series of loud and high-profile positions such as members of the Command Office, head of the Logistics Department, head of the Ministry of Finance, head of the Administration Department, and Minister of Young Command of the Imperial Capital, Goshan also had an inconspicuous but very important part-time job: she was also the commander-in-chief of the reconstruction project of the Governor's Palace, and was once in full charge of the reconstruction project of the Governor's Palace.

That was a fatal mistake.

After a night of fierce fighting, both the rebels and the Janissaries, who still held their ground, rested, and they were all gathering strength and preparing for a more fierce battle. It's just that, compared to the rebels who have received a steady stream of reinforcements, the Praetorian Guard is powerless. As the rebels dug several ditches to the governor's mansion and cut off water and food supplies from the palace, this caused panic among the defenders.

During the rest of the two armies, after a short period of negotiations, medics from both sides entered the battlefield to search for their wounded. At this time, someone from the front of the defenders came out with a white flag. The gendarmes were asked for talks.

At this time, the supreme commander of the Supervision Department was the commander of the 107th Military Police Division, Shaburo. Seeing the other party's envoy, Shabro's eyes widened in surprise, and it took a while before he spoke: "Teacher! Did you come out in person? ”

The Janissary Commander, Pigu, frowned, and looked critically at Shabro's temporary headquarters, examining the gendarmes' battle lines and fortified bunkers. Looking at the hunched back, Shabro suddenly had a feeling that the other party would say something critical or pointing at any time, just like he did in the Far Eastern Military Academy.

He bowed respectfully: "Teacher, you have worked hard, let's drink saliva and rest first." ”

The veteran shook his head, he coughed twice, and his voice was hoarse and weak: "I didn't expect that it would be you here to command." It's no wonder I find the attack routine familiar - but you don't control the pace of the advance very well, the crossbowmen and melee combat classes need to be strengthened, and besides, you're too fond of flanking and using it twice - so you just suffered, right? ”

"Yes, the teacher's teachings, the students remember."

"If I had half of your troops—you wouldn't be able to take the Governor's Mansion."

Shabro said respectfully: "When it comes to military attainment, how can a student be your opponent as a teacher?" This time, it's just a matter of relying on more to win. ”

"Relying on more wins...... Alas! Pigu was stunned, he smiled helplessly, and the wrinkles on his face were all knotted: "Forget it, you don't have to comfort me." 'Relying on more to win', this is the right way of the art of war, my old man actually forgot about this, and talked about what to use soldiers, and have the face to teach you a lesson - I'm really ashamed. ”

Shabro hurriedly persuaded: "Teacher, don't say that...... It's all ......" For a while, he didn't know how to say it, so he could only smile wryly and shake his head.

Back then, he was his most beloved teacher, and he was his most proud and beloved disciple. Today, they are reunited on the battlefield of the Civil War, but on opposite sides. The two sat silently, only feeling that the cruelty of fate was nothing more than this.

"Shabro, I didn't expect to meet you here. Case. I'll just spread it out. What the hell is going on with Dilling? Did he suddenly do this kind of thing, trying to kill everyone? ”

Shabro said gently: "Teacher, I'm afraid you can't blame the inspector for this matter, right?" ”

The two of them knew that the person responsible for this matter was Zichuan Shenxing, if he hadn't connived at Luo Minghai, Di Lin would not have been able to make a mutiny.

Pi Gu snorted angrily and said: "The matter was caused by Luo Minghai, and now that everyone else is dead, what else does Di Lin want?" ”

"Luo Minghai is dead, but there are still people behind him."

"The one who commanded? Do you suspect it's His Highness the Chief? It's ridiculous. How is that possible? Heard about Luo Minghai's murder. His Royal Highness was very shocked, and was about to punish him fiercely - he didn't expect Di Lin to make a fuss first! Shabro, you are my student. I'm not afraid to say it directly, Di Lin really doesn't know whether to live or die. It's true that he has been wronged, but he can't mess around like this! How many troops can he have? There are only 20,000 or 30,000 people in the sky. Stirling is stationed in Dak, only a day's journey from the imperial capital, and when the expeditionary force returns, how will you resist it? Dilin is taking you to your death! Now, while the matter has not yet been resolved, I suggest that everyone stop the war first, and His Royal Highness the Commander-in-Chief and His Excellency Di Lin will talk face to face. See if we can resolve the matter peacefully. ”

While Pigu spoke, Shabro listened quietly. Then, he nodded: "Teacher, what you say is not for students to decide. However, students can convey this to Lord Lin. Is there anything else you'd like to convey? ”

Pigu conveyed the conditions put forward by the Commander-in-Chief: the Commander-in-Chief would forgive the officers and soldiers involved in the rebellion, including Dilin, and would not be held accountable afterwards, and no one would be deprived of their positions and ranks. In addition, the chief also recruited the commander of the Far East, Zichuan Xiu, to Beijing. He will act as a mediator to mediate disputes between the Inspector General and the Inspector General – because Shikawa Shu and Dilin are well known, which can be seen as a guarantee of the lives of the rebels.

After the meeting, knowing that the stakes were high, Shabro did not delay in the slightest and immediately returned to the headquarters. He asked to see Di Lin, but was told that Chief Di Lin was busy at the moment and did not have time to see him.

Dillin's first aide and the first director of the Supervision Department, Gopra, said carefully: "My lord is very tired, so I went to rest." Just tell us, Shabro, and we'll tell you. ”

Shabro looked at Gopra with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Jinxi Hongyi Qiben interjected: "Shabro, Lord Dilin has handed over the work to the three of us, and you can say something if you have something." ”

Shabro looked at Jinxi, and then he looked at the third-place red-clothed flag book, who had not made a sound.

Lu Zhen nodded, indicating that Jinxi was telling the truth.

So, Shabro was relieved: Gopra is a close confidant of Lord Dilin, and the two directors are present, so there should be no fake.

"It's too big, I was going to ask Lord Dilin directly, but since all the chiefs said so...... I'll just say it. ”

Shabro only said half of it, and Lu Zhen immediately jumped up and asked impatiently, "Did the chief really say that?" Is it true that the past is not to blame, and all forgive us? Will he also transfer the Far Eastern commander to Beijing for mediation? ”

"That's what my teacher Pigu said—he shouldn't lie to me, right?"

Lu Zhen writhed as if he was tickling, and it seemed that he wanted to catch Shabro and ask what was going on, but he didn't dare to speak for fear of the other two colleagues.

In fact, whether it was Gopra or Jinxi, everyone understood his thoughts. In fact, they had the same idea - last night's rebellion relied on impulse and enthusiasm. After a night of fighting and bloodshed, they had calmed down a lot, plus Di Lin's coma. At this time, the fear of the family and the fear of death once again took hold in my heart. Pi Gu is right, as long as the news spreads, all kinds of Qinwang Yishi will definitely flock to it, and the Supervision Department is powerless to fight against the entire Zizhou family. Now, the commander-in-chief first extended an olive branch, and the generals were all beating small drums in their hearts, and they did not dare to look at each other and watch out for each other.

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