It will be a tradition of this world.

Whenever there is a war, if there is a general, it is the thing that people are most concerned about and most interested in.

Each country is a history book will also record the process in detail.

Murong An analyzed the enemy army and asked for a general.

Ye Youhuan had no pressure after hearing this.

He was confident in his own force.

Especially when he inherited the bloodline of Emperor Yan.

Cut off four fingers, and it can be as good as ever in an hour.

With such magical power, Ye Youhuan was full of confidence.

In addition to Ye Youhuan's confidence in this matter, Princess Jinyu is also very optimistic about Ye Youhuan.

When Zhuge An and Princess Jinyu said the same analysis, Princess Jinyu said confidently: "If you can general, our side will win, and Ye Youhuan will definitely give the enemy a big surprise." ”

There were three people in the room to discuss the matter.

Princess Jinyu, Zhuge An, Zhao Liang.

Zhao Liang wanted to speak and stopped, but Princess Jinyu caught his expression.

Murong Jinyu asked, "Zhao Qing, do you have anything to say to this palace?" ”

"Princess, is it really worth your sacrifice?" Zhao Liang said with pity.

"It's hard to say whether it's worth it or not." Princess Jinyu was able to connive at Ye Youhuan to do that kind of thing to herself, largely because she wanted Ye Youhuan to help her restore the country.

If Ye Youhuan is not useful, what the princess does is not worth it.

But if Ye Youhuan can really subdue all the land of Yan Kingdom as the princess expects.

The princess felt that her sacrifice was nothing.

After answering Zhao Liang's words, the princess became a little absent-minded, and the next two subordinates reported the current situation, but she didn't listen carefully.

After Murong An and Zhao Liang retreated, the princess fell into memories.

……

Fire has always been a thing of worship for the Yan people.

In the royal family of Yan Kingdom, there are often people with special bloodlines who can control flames.

The Yan people, especially to Murong Jinyu, the princess of Yan Kingdom, are particularly kind to the flames.

But on this day, the flames turned into her nightmare.

It was a quiet and peaceful palace, but fires burned everywhere.

Murong Jinyu, together with the imperial brother and sister, was escorted to escape from the fire.

In order not to attract the attention of the perpetrators, everyone held their breath and did not dare to make a sound.

The sound of flames burning wood was heard in my ears.

Occasionally, one can hear the voices of women in the room begging for mercy and the obscene laughter of soldiers cursing.

The palace has fallen.

The dutiful royal guards are doing their best to preserve the blood of the royal family.

The royal family traveling with Murong Jinyu has a total of eleven people.

Most of them were young children, only Murong Jinyu and a concubine holding a child were a little older.

A group of cool soldiers appeared in front.

Everyone had no choice but to hide behind the wall, waiting for this group of cool soldiers to leave before continuing to flee.

While waiting, the child in the concubine's arms suddenly cried.

"Wow-"

The child cried, and was immediately pressed by the imperial concubine on his small mouth.

When I looked over, it was cool that people were talking, and I didn't notice the baby's cry.

Although she was lucky enough to escape, the imperial concubine knew that if she let it go and let the child cry, she would definitely attract the attention of Liang Bing.

At that time, all the people here will die.

"Don't cry, don't cry......" The concubine covered the child's mouth with her hand and kept murmuring.

She turned her head to the side, not daring to look at the child who was being abused.

At this time, everyone was tense.

Everyone hoped that the child would not make a sound, and when the child was quiet, everyone was relieved.

But when Liang Bing left, everyone found out that the little baby had been covered by his mother.

The guards at the head of the "Niangniang ......" didn't know what to say in order to comfort the concubine's heart.

"Don't waste time, let's go." The concubine urged.

Her child was dead, but she was reluctant to put it down.

Until on the way, the concubine picked up a long sword.

"Mother, what are you doing?" The concubine's sudden movement startled the people around her.

Before everyone could react, the concubine stabbed her abdomen with a sword.

"Mother-"

The guards were taken aback.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to stay with my Qing'er......"

When the tragedy happened, Princess Jinyu's hand hurriedly covered a little boy beside her.

This little boy's name is Murong Fu, and like Murong Jinyu, his mother is a concubine.

"What are you doing, sister!" Murong Fu tried to pull Princess Jinyu's hand down.

"Don't look, you're going to have nightmares." Princess Jinyu said.

"I'm not afraid." Murong Fu tried his best to pull his sister's hand down, he looked at the tragedy in front of him, and said: "I want to clearly remember everything that happened today, and always remind myself that when I grow up, I must drive all the Liang people away, and I must also let them kill them in the national capital, and let them pay the price for what they have done." ”

……

Stumbling all the way, he finally escaped from the palace.

I thought it would be safe this way, but they still ran into Ryoto's army.

The guards and the enemy soldiers scuffled.

There are so many enemy troops that they are constantly being heard and joined in.

Seeing that the guards continued to sacrifice and admit defeat less and less, Murong Fu suddenly rushed out.

Murong Gongjin failed to stop his younger brother, and watched his younger brother rush out and die under the sword soldiers.

She rushed over like crazy and took her brother in her arms.

"Brother—"

Princess Jinyu was devastated.

Unbeknownst to her, a steel knife had fallen top of her head.

"Ding—"

With a crisp sound, a spear stopped the steel knife that was asking for its life.

A young and handsome young general, guarding Murong Jinyu's side, let the soldiers be like a tide, he is like a stubborn rock in the middle of the rapids, no matter how turbulent the water is, it will be separated here.

"Sister Huang...... ...... for me Report ......"

The last sentence was said intermittently, and before he could finish it, his whole body went limp.

"Brother Huang—" Princess Jinyu cried.

……

Princess Jinyu remembered the scene when she first saw Long Qian.

He also strengthened his determination to restore the country.

Just like her brother, she remembers everything that day clearly, just to remind herself who she really is.

……

At night, Chengguan is very calm.

As Zhuge An expected, the enemy did not take advantage of the night to steal the camp.

Another three days passed.

In the past three days, Ye Youhuan often asked Zhuge An when the enemy would attack the city.

Zhuge An replied every time, it could be at any time.

Finally, in the early morning of this day, Ye Youhuan received news that the enemy army appeared outside the city wall.

He hurriedly ran to the top of the city wall in one go.

"What about the enemy?" Ye Youhuan looked outside the city, there was no trace of the enemy at all, could it be that the person who had just given the order lied to him about the military situation?

Ye Youhuan said angrily: "Even I dare to play, that kid really doesn't want to live." ”