Mu Jing woke up from a faint dream, at this time the world was dark, it was already night, and in the night, a military camp stood on the Gaoyang Pavilion.

Ahem!!

He climbed up from his bed and coughed softly, alarming the guards outside the tent.

"The son of the world is awake!"

"Hurry up and inform Her Highness the Holy Maiden!"

After a few muffled sounds, there was silence outside.

Soon, a handsome and indescribable teenager walked in.

Zhang Ning's men's clothes are still as handsome and chic as ever, enough to become the rival of men in the world, she approached and gently took the pulse: "Don't move, you are angry, you almost let your internal strength go against the chaos, and now your body is very weak!" ”

"What's wrong with you?"

Mu Jing's voice was calm.

Zhang Ning was in Hedong to recover the Baibo Army for Huang Zhong, and later returned to Luoyang, when he came, he really didn't know.

"I'm from the capital, and I'm the one who brought this news out!" Zhang Ning said faintly: "That night, I was outside the Changle Palace, I watched him perish in the flames, but I couldn't do anything, your father, my Mushan Qu Shuai of Taiping Road, he died!" ”

"I don't believe it!"

Mu Jing's eyes were instantly red, his eyes widened, he grabbed Zhang Ning's hand, and said persistently: "My father, he is a hero, from Nanyang to here, we have experienced so many cruel battles, we did not fall in the most difficult time, he will not fall, I firmly believe this, he is Mu Shan, Mu Shi's mountain, he can lead us to the peak, can play a peaceful world, can glorify the ancestors, can let us live under the prosperity, I firmly believe ......"

Laugh at!

A silver needle fell in Zhang Ning's hand.

Mu Jing's excited body fell softly.

He was lying on the marching bed, breathing heavily, as if he were a suffocating man, fighting with God for a breath of air to breathe.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......"

Zhang Ning held Mu Jing with both hands, she really didn't know how to comfort him, she could only cry in a low voice: "Don't be like this, I'll be scared if you do this, just sleep well, just sleep and get up, believe me, it will always get better!" ”

One of her needles stabbed him in the faint hole.

Mu Jing quieted down, he closed his eyes, as if he was asleep like this, Zhang Ning was beside him, just quietly Kanto hugged him, put his head on his lap, and didn't dare to make the slightest move.

And so, about half an hour passed.

Mu Jing opened his eyes again, this time, he became calm and even cold, he slowly stood up, looked at the window reflecting the moonlight, and asked in a low voice, "What time is it?" ”

"A quarter of an hour, son!"

Zhang Ning looked at the scale on the funnel next to him and said.

Such a pastoral scene made her shudder.

She would rather Mu Jing cry a lot.

"Huo Shao!" Mu Jing let out a low sigh.

"In!"

This loyal guard general waited outside the camp, hurriedly opened the curtain of the door, walked in, and bowed his head to be called.

"Order, the Violent Bear Army, the Southern Army, the Baibo Army, the Jingping Army, all the generals above the rank of lieutenant, within an hour, gather my middle battalion!" Mu Jing calmly ordered.

"No!"

Huo Shao personally led people to pass the order and spread the order to the tents of the Quartet.

"I want to know, what happened that night?" Mu Jing's eyes were vivid, looking at Zhang Ning, he wanted to know how his father, a powerful minister who was about to reach the top, and a hero who knocked down half of the world, capsized in the gutter in the end.

"Mu Shuai returned to the capital, most people in the capital don't know, Jiang Lu and Cai Yong are both hindsight, and they will only know when he and the Son of Heaven return!"

Zhang Ningpan sat down and began to talk carefully: "As for the reason why Mu Shuai returned to the capital......

She was silent.

"Say!" Mu Jing said indifferently: "At this time, there is nothing to say to people!" ”

"Empress Dowager He is seriously ill!"

Zhang Ning said: "This is also what I heard Zhao Xin say later, Empress Dowager He is indeed sick, and the illness is not light, but her illness is quite weird, someone should have secretly started, but Zhao Xin has not found out anything, I don't know why the news spread to Mu Shuai, and what I didn't expect was that the hundreds of thousands of troops left by Mu Shuai returned to Beijing alone, all of which were unexpected!" ”

"It turned out to be for her!"

Mu Jing has never been able to find the reason why Mu Shan suddenly returned to Beijing, now it seems that this reason is too ironic, he laughed at himself with some sarcasm: "It seems that in the old man's heart, the country is not as good as the beauty, he doesn't care about the world at all, he cares more about her!" ”

"After Mu Shuai returned to the capital, Jiang Lu felt uneasy and began to dispatch troops, but the Xiliang army launched too quickly!"

Zhang Ning recalled the capital that night: "On the night of three days ago, the Xiliang army attacked the city, there were a lot of soldiers and horses, and they made too many preparations, Wang Yun, who didn't know how to convince, opened the city gate with Wang Yun and his ministers, Lu Zhi wanted to block it, and was killed on the spot!" ”

"Even so, we still have the vanguard battalion of the seven battalions of the violent bear, the heavy armor battalion, and the southern army royal forest, even if we can't beat it, we can withdraw to the city!"

"But ......"

Zhang Ning's voice was a little gloomy: "We can go out of the city, but when we go out of the city, he insists on entering the palace once, he wants to take the Empress Dowager He away, when he enters the palace, the Xiliang army has already been able to ambush heavy soldiers in the palace, and the southern army and the imperial forest are all annihilated, he ...... The last time I saw him, I only saw him holding a woman and burning in the flames, and the entire Changqiu Palace became a sea of fire......"

"Why?"

When Mu Jing heard this, he went berserk again: "For the sake of a woman, he can not want the country, the world, or the glory of the ages, but why can he even stop me, just to live and die with her?" ”

Zhang Ning was silent, and she didn't know how to say it.

"Mu Yuanzhong, I hate you!"

Mu Jing's red eyes seemed to be a monstrous flame, and he had never hated his father for such a moment.

……

……

One by one, the generals rode their horses in the starry night, and soon gathered on the main camp of the Chinese army on the Gaoyang Pavilion.

"Haha, give me three days, three ** Yongqiu!"

"Now that the four sides of Yongqiu have been swept clean, just relying on Yongqiu, it is unstoppable, and it can't stop me from facing the attack at all!"

"A big victory is imminent!"

"Sweeping away the Kwantung Coalition Army, it's just a matter of an overnight thing!"

“……”

The generals received orders to come, but they were elated one by one, these days of battles, let them see the final victory, under the continuous seven or eight days of strong attack, already the Kwantung coalition army was left with the last fig leaf.

As long as they continue to work hard, they will definitely be able to completely defeat the Kwantung Coalition in a short period of time.

In the face of victory, they naturally rejoice.

Even if they paid the price for this victory, but victory is victory after all, the winner is the king, the loser is the king, and if the battle is won, the Kwantung coalition army will become a thief, as long as the court covers a big hat, as long as the remaining princes of this battle are infamous through the ages, and they will never be able to turn over.

This is the meaning of success and defeat.

In history, Dong Zhuo lost, so he became a thief who stole the country.

But now, the alliance of princes has suffered a defeat, and they are rebels who are intent on rebelling against the imperial court.

However, there was a gloomy atmosphere in the camp, which made the happy mood of these generals come to an abrupt end, and all eyes looked at the young man who was kneeling on the first place.

They could all feel the coldness emanating from Mu Jing's body from afar.

Suddenly, they were silent.

Xi Zhicai knows Mu Jing quite well, at this moment he feels a chill coming up from his back, this is probably the first time he has seen such a Mu Jing, the former Mu Jing in his heart, wisdom like a demon, calm and composed, old-fashioned, everything seems to have an unbeatable self-confidence.

And now, the sharp, cold, and extremely gloomy aura emanating from Mu Jing's body made him feel a little suffocated when he was less than a few steps away.

"Shizi, is there something wrong with the imperial court?"

Xi Zhicai asked in a low voice.

At this time, the victory is in hand, but Mu Jing is so gloomy, it must be a big event.

"I summoned all the generals late at night because I have something to tell you!"

Mu Jing's mood is already very calm, he deliberately made himself calm, only by maintaining this calm, he can breathe, he slowly raised his head, his eyes swept over the faces of the generals, his low and hoarse voice sounded, and said: "The Xiliang army has rebelled, their soldiers and horses have invaded the capital, controlled Guanzhong, our back road has been cut off, from now on, the Xiliang army will become our enemy!" ”

"What?"

"Impossible!"

"How dare the Xiliang Army rebel at this moment?"

"How dare they?"

“……”

All of a sudden, as if the camp had been bombed, the fear that the generals couldn't suppress rose up, and they shouted excitedly to vent the fear in their hearts at this moment.

"Son, where is the lord?"

Hu Zhao trembled, the rebellion of the Xiliang Army was by no means the worst news, what he was worried about was Mushan, Mushan was still there, they still had a chance to fight back against the capital, but Mushan was ...... He couldn't imagine the result anymore.

XI Zhicai, HUANG Shao, HUANG Zhong, ZHAO Ping...... They also became nervous at this moment.

A pair of eyes looked at Mu Jing.

I want to get good news from Mujingkou, news that can calm them down.

"Killed in battle!"

Mu Jing slowly spit out three words.

"Killed in battle?"

At this moment, the camp was silent, no one dared to speak, and even the air froze.

They are the generals under the command of the Mu clan, depending on Mushan as the main father, with Mushan as the spiritual totem, it is the name of Mushan that brings them together from the south to the north, so that they can see the hope of the future.

But now......

Makiyama died in battle!

Their lord is dead!

Mu's sky, collapsed!