There was a pessimistic mood spreading in the tent.

"Shizi, could the news be fake?" Someone asked pleadingly.

"Fake, it must be fake!"

Zhao Ping's feelings for Mu Shan are the most sincere, he didn't care about the environment of the camp, he rushed up directly, grabbed Mu Jing's collar with both hands, and stared at it with red eyes: "Mu Longtu, you must be teasing me even more, isn't it, you tell me that the lord is fine!" ”

"Uncle, he is my father, he is the driving force behind my hard work on the battlefield over the years, I hope more than anyone else that this news is fake!"

Mu Jing's indifferent voice echoed in the camp tent: "However, this news is true, someone has seen it personally, he is desperate in the encirclement of the Xiliang army, and he has died in battle in the sea of fire!" ”

"I don't believe it!"

"The lord will not die in battle!"

At this moment, in the camp, countless people let out a terrible cry.

The envoys were the battalions of the Tyranny Bears, and their mournful voices rose and fell.

"Lord, dead?"

Hu Zhao hasn't come back to his senses until now, his breath is panting, and he even has an emotion of wanting to faint.

The reason why he came out of the mountain to help Mu from Lu Hun Mountain, where he lived in seclusion, was for two reasons, one was Mu Jing's sincerity, and the second was because he still had dreams, or he was unwilling, he pinned his last hope on Mu Mountain and tried his best to assist.

What can be the end result......

"It's God who doesn't protect me, what's wrong!" Hu Zhao asked Cangtian speechlessly, as if he was more than ten years old.

Assisting Mushan is because he believes that Mushan can save the Han court, turn the tide from the chaos, and kill a peaceful and prosperous era.

But now Makiyama is dead.

Died on the eve of imminent victory.

His hopes were dashed.

"Could it be that this is the fate, the fate of the Han family!" Xi Zhicai was silent, his eyes flickered, and there was an inexplicable emotion in his heart, although he had been a swinger, but from the fact that he was willing to call Mushan a lord, it meant that he had made up his mind to take refuge in Mushan.

He knew very well that if the Mu clan won this battle, it would win a future and win a Han court.

The battle was won, but Makiyama died.

The fate of the Han family could have been reversed by this battle, but now it seems to have embarked on an old path.

"How so?"

Huang Shao didn't have much sadness, but he was confused, he surrendered to Mu Shan, somewhat coercive, but over the years, Mu Shan treated him well, and he was also familiar with becoming a Mu general.

But at this time, Makiyama died.

A mountain crushed on his head.

He couldn't believe it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am telling you this news to tell you where we are now!"

"We don't have time to grieve!"

"We don't have time to mourn either!"

"Now that we are powerful, the illusion of strength will soon be debunked, and once the news of my father's death spreads, the morale of the army will collapse!"

Mu Jing continued to speak: "The rebellion of the Xiliang Army made us lose Guanzhong, and also pushed us to a desperate point, now we are wolves in front, tigers in the back, advance is death, retreat is death, there is no hope!" ”

As soon as he said this, one by one panicked, they looked at each other, and at this moment they felt hopeless.

All victories will be wiped out because of Makiyama's death.

Their position is a little awkward now.

"Run for your life!"

Someone said in a low voice.

"Taking advantage of the fact that the news of the court has not spread now, we have not yet fallen into the middle attack, quickly leave the battlefield, and go south and north!"

"I propose to go north and break away from the Central Plains battlefield!"

"We can go south and return to Nanyang's lair!"

The generals spoke.

Under the will to survive, they all cheered up and expressed their opinions one by one.

"Can the prince make a decision?"

Among the crowd, the fastest to calm down was Xi Zhicai, his eyes were lifelike, looking at Mu Jing, this is the fire left after a raging fire was burned, perhaps, this fire still has a chance to start a fire.

"I want to return to Beijing!"

Mu Jing stood up, swept his gaze, without the slightest circle, and said very calmly: "As a son of man, I can't just run for my life, I have to go back, even if it's just to collect the bones for him!" ”

He's going back.

Even if it's desperate.

If he doesn't collect Mushan's corpse, he will feel guilty for the rest of his life.

If he doesn't fight with the Xiliang Army, he will be miserable.

In this battle, he would rather fight hard.

"Shizi, this is not appropriate!"

"Shizi, think twice!"

"Shizi, returning to Beijing at this time is undoubtedly looking for death!"

When the generals heard this, their faces changed in shock, and they opened their mouths to persuade one by one.

Now that they have fallen into such a desperate situation, no one expected that Mu Jing would actually return to the capital, isn't this a self-defeating way.

Now it is best to break through and leave the Central Plains battlefield.

That way they will avoid being encircled.

"I have made up my mind, whether I live or die, I will kill and return to the capital!"

Mu Jing waved his hand, his gloomy eyes were a murderous light: "The Xiliang army killed my father, this revenge is not shared, even if I die with them, I will fight with his Xiliang army!" ”

He didn't wait for the other generals to speak, and continued: "But there is one thing, my father is dead, the Mu clan is no longer the shackles of checks and balances, you surrender to my father, not my generals, you don't need to be sent to death with me, this victory or defeat is not to say, in the future, we only have the way to escape, it is difficult to gain a foothold in the world, I can't let you be buried with you, the tree falls and the people are scattered, you can leave, you can also have your own choice, I Mu Longtu will not force it, those who are willing to follow me back to Beijing to avenge their father, stay, if they don't want to, you can leave at any time!" ”

After saying that, he did not wait for anyone's vote, and left with his sleeves brushed up, leaving the generals of the first battalion to look at each other.

It's time to go, it's time to go.

What should be left will remain.

A moment ago, they were in heaven.

The next moment, they go to hell.

Between heaven and hell, many people will lose their normal heart, this is a decision, it is not surprising that some people leave, but Mu Jing believes that what his Mu father and son have done over the years should still win the hearts of the people, and he believes that there will be people who support him.

The atmosphere in the camp was cold for a long time.

Zhao Ping stood up: "My Violent Bear Army is the head of the main male horse, the main prince is not there, the prince is respected, the decision of the prince, I am a violent bear soldier, supported up and down, he said to return to Beijing, we will fight back!" ”

After saying that, he left with several captains and generals of the Storm Bear Army.

"My Baibo army left Hedong, there is no way back, the words of the prince, for my long knife pointed, he wants to return to Beijing, then return to Beijing, nothing more than the Xiliang army, just one more fight!"

Huang Zhong looked at several Hedong generals, they were actually not descendants of the Mu family, and the recovery time was not long, but they had no way out, so he was not worried, but he still said: "Several, you still have your own choice!" ”

"Is there still room for us in the world?"

Yang Bong Han Xian smiled bitterly.

The White Polish Army could only go one way to the dark.

All the generals of the Jingping Army, including Zhang Liao, got up silently, they didn't say anything, and walked out of the camp directly, but no one would doubt them, this is Mu Jing's lineage.

In the end, only the attitude of the Southern Army was ambiguous.

The composition of the Southern Army is very complex, and the generals under Huang Shao's command also come from all directions, including the Yellow Turban generals of his lineage, the generals of the Southern Army, and many fierce generals who were levied in Guanzhong.

Huang Shao sat for a long time before he stood up: "Let's take one step, count one step!" ”

"As it should be!"

The various generals of the Confederate Army behind him also nodded.

The next day, the troops began to withdraw from around Yongqiu, and Mu Jing personally ordered that when withdrawing troops, do not worry that any movement will cause the enemy to counterattack, swagger, the faster the better, and the bigger the action, the better.

"Withdrawn?"

"Why did they withdraw their troops!"

"I already have a chance to capture my Yongqiu land, but I have withdrawn my troops?"

"At this time, they withdrew their troops, I'm afraid there is a conspiracy?"

In Yongqiu County, the Kwantung group blessed Ou Ben is a piece of sorrow, the war has reached this point, the loss is already a loss, many princes are ready to escape, but a big awakening, suddenly found that the imperial soldiers and horses surrounded by the periphery are constantly withdrawing.

It's confusing for them.

Of course, now they don't dare to send troops to pursue, and keep cautious, for fear that this is a trap set by the imperial court soldiers and horses to lure them out of the city.

But when they just watched the imperial court soldiers and horses withdraw from Yongqiu and withdraw from Chenliu, two days later, a shocking news came, which made them understand the reason for the sudden withdrawal of the imperial court officers and soldiers.

"The Xiliang army suddenly raised an army to fight against the herdsmen?"

"Mushan's army defeated Luoyang?"

"The thief is dead?"

These news, such as the current Kwantung Coalition Army, are undoubtedly a shot in the arm, allowing the low morale to rebound, the hearts of the lost people to gradually coalesce, and the momentum of defeat to begin to recover.

This war against the herdsmen is not over yet.

The war continues!