"Don't be impulsive......"

Tie Niu saw Han Yan'er's expression of going to death, and knew that he couldn't resist him, so he finally compromised. His big round eyes were full of sadness, and he said in a deep voice: "If I am still alive today next year, I will definitely bring some good wine to see you." ”

Han Yan'er showed a faint smile at this time, put down the dagger in his hand, and said loudly: "I, Han Yan'er, was born a Mingjiao person, and died a Mingjiao ghost." The canons can't be violated, so there is no need for drinks, Brother Li can cut off more of the thief's dog head for me. ”

Tie Niu had mixed feelings in his heart, but he knew in his heart that the situation in Runing Mansion was also very urgent, and if he delayed time here, he was afraid that Liu Futong would also be in danger, so he could only say goodbye to the two of them and leave with all his cavalry.

Han Yan'er thought that after the First World War, Shang Cai would definitely be devastated, but he didn't expect that the righteous army would be scared of the Yuan army under the death battle.

After persuading Tie Niu to leave, more than ten days passed, but the seemingly fierce Gong Buban still did not show up, so that some of the traps laid by Xu Xianling and everyone were not used for a long time.

When people are about to die, they know the preciousness of time.

At this time, Shang Cai no longer felt a sense of rumour, and the remnants of the Red Turban Army lived freely every day, treating every breath of ordinary air into their lungs as a treasure earned.

But Han Yan'er, who was determined to die, forgot one person - Han Er, who was coaxed by him to go to Xuzhou.

It's no wonder that Han Yan'er, according to his plan, when Han Er arrived in Xuzhou, the news of his death in battle was about to reach there, and Han Lingyue, who received the letter, would definitely settle him down and prevent him from impulsively avenging himself.

The first wave of the Yuan army's attack was repelled by Han Yan'er, which naturally changed the trend of the battle in Henan.

Han Lingyue, the saint of Mingjiao in Xuzhou, personally received Han Er, who arrived at the starry night, and after reading Han Bing'er's "suicide note", everyone in Xuzhou couldn't help but be moved.

Luo Wensu was not particularly familiar with him, but after understanding Han Yan'er's intentions at this moment, he immediately looked up to him, and said angrily: "Brother Han, this is trying to prove the truth with death." ”

"Although we didn't have the opportunity to get acquainted with this Han Qianhu, judging from his righteous act of dying, he must be a hero!" Sesame Plum also gave birth to a sense of sympathy.

"Needless to say, Han Qianhu's loyalty is needless to say, but at this time, it does give us a problem." Mao Gui's tone was a little helpless, and after finishing speaking, his eyes glanced at Han Er intentionally or unintentionally.

Han Er was still immersed in the joy of successfully completing the task, but observing everyone's expressions, he felt more and more wrong, especially when they talked about "going to death" and "righteousness", the room was already enveloped by a thick sadness and sorrow.

"Holy Maiden, ladies and gentlemen, what are you talking about? I couldn't understand a word. An inexplicable panic suddenly came from Han Er's chest, and he asked cautiously after wiping the fine sweat oozing from his head with his dirty sleeves.

"You don't know the content of this letter?" Han Lingyue's voice was inevitably mixed with a trace of worry that was difficult to get rid of, and after Han Er spoke up, he asked him rhetorically.

"Brother Han only said that it was a secret in the sect, and he told me to hand it over to you in person, so I naturally didn't dare to peek." Han Er explained a little nervously.

"Well, see for yourself." Han Lingyue handed over the unfolded letter as she spoke.

"I—I can't read!" After Han Er took the letter, he remembered that he was a rough person who couldn't read a single big word, and he became more and more anxious.

At this time, Wen Xuan, who was beside Han Lingyue, came over, and after softly comforting him for a few words, he read it word by word for him.

"What! Are you telling the truth? Han Er was shocked when he heard this, and shouted at Wen Xuan.

"Hugh is rude!" Mao Gui scolded him.

"Brother Mao, it's okay." Wen Xuan waved his hand, signaling that Mao Gui didn't have to blame him.

Han Er, who was already panicked, was frightened by Mao Gui again, snot and tears flowed out immediately, knelt on the ground and begged Han Lingyue: "Holy Maiden, I beg you, hurry up and send troops to save Brother Han!" Xie Wu, that bastard, took away a lot of people, and now Cai County can still withstand the attack of the Yuan army. ”

Wen Xuan squinted at the side and asked, "Xie Wu?" Who is this? ”

"Xie Wu is a centurion under Brother Han, and when he heard that the Yuan army was coming to attack, he fled with many brothers, and Brother Han lied to me that he was sending them to carry out important tasks, which is clearly not letting them be deserters! Shang Cai didn't have many brothers, but now he ...... What can I do now? As soon as Han Er, who regarded him as a relative, was in danger, he was so anxious that he cried so much that he couldn't breathe.

Han Er had no clue when he spoke, but Wen Xuan and the others understood it in combination with the content of the letter. "It seems that Shang Cai is very dangerous now, and it is even very likely that he is fighting hard with the Yuan army." Sesame Li touched his chin and said.

"Holy Maiden, you can't see death without saving!" Han Er was even more frightened when he heard this, and kept kowtowing to Han Lingyue, breaking his forehead in three or two clicks, and a trace of blood flowed down his head to his chin, which looked a little terrifying.

"You get up first." Han Lingyue's face was a little unbearable, and he hurriedly persuaded.

"If the Holy Maiden doesn't agree, Han Er will kneel here today and never get up again!" Han Er is similar to Han Yan'er in this regard, both have a stubborn temperament like a bull.

"I wonder what you think?" Faced with this situation, Han Lingyue seemed to have no opinion, and the words were said to everyone, but his eyes looked at Wen Xuan.

"Since Han Qianhu let go of all the deserters who had no will to fight, he naturally didn't want to increase the casualties, wouldn't it ruin his plan if we sent troops to rescue?" Mao Gui has always focused on the overall situation, and for the sake of a small place and a person who is determined to die, he has to divide his troops to rescue, which is irrational no matter how you look at it. What he said was just to give Han Lingyue a step down and avoid falling into the mouth afterwards.

Sesame Li also agreed with Mao Gui's opinion, and echoed his words: "What Brother Mao said is not unreasonable, not to mention that we don't have many people in our hands, and most of the people who captured Xuzhou are Peng and Zhao's people, if you want them to divide their troops to support Shangcai, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult......"

The opinions of the two are more pertinent in terms of emotion and reason, but they don't know that this matter involves a complex struggle between the top leaders of the Ming Sect, Luo Wensu, who knew about the dispute between Liu and Du, shook his head after being silent for a while, and retorted: "But if we don't save us when we see death, aren't we as ruthless as the one surnamed Du?" If this matter is talked about in the future, how can my Mingjiao still have the face to stand in the world? ”

Mao Gui didn't expect Luo Wensu to object, and his intuition that had always been extremely accurate told him that things were not so simple, so he sat down and thought carefully about the characters that might be related to this matter, and fell silent.