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Although Huang Shu stopped, the inexplicable palpitations did not weaken at all, but became stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, a strong wind rose and black clouds obscured the sun, blowing his robe with the sound of hunting.

The camp was full of sand and rocks, cowhide tents swirled like armor, and the sergeants were screaming under the command of the general to re-fix the tents, and the scene gave people a rather chaotic feeling.

Before Huang Shu could figure out the situation, a sergeant dressed as a family member stumbled towards him: "Huang Daochang, something is wrong!" ”

"What's the big deal?"

The sergeant cried and said, "Go and see for yourself!" The little marquis is waiting for you in the handsome tent! ”

"Zuo Shuai-!" Huang Shu's complexion changed greatly, and he immediately rushed to the heavily guarded Chinese army marshal's tent with his personal guards.

The sky outside the tent of the Chinese military marshal is still bright, but it is quite dim inside, empty, cold, faintly feeling a burst of yin air coming, Huang Shu looked intently, and saw the little marquis Zuo Mengeng kneeling beside the bed, whimpering softly. There were also two Lang medicine priests and a few pro-soldier generals kneeling next to them.

Walked quickly to the side of the bed, and looked at it through the dim light, Zuo Liangyu was lying motionless on the bed, his eyes were wide open, almost bursting out of his sockets, but unfortunately there was no divine light, and there were patches of red blood on the brocade quilt.

Zuo Mengeng sobbed in a low voice on the side: "Father! Father! Wake up! Why did you just leave! ”

When Huang Shu heard this, he suddenly became agitated, and his whole body was weak and he almost collapsed. He tried his best to hold his mind, staggered over, and knelt beside Zuo Liangyu. Then he plucked up the courage to touch Zuo Liangyu's hand, and it felt cold to the touch!

Huang Shu was suddenly frightened, the big handsome man opened his eyes angrily, but his body was already cold and stiff, obviously, obviously, he almost didn't dare to think about it.

"Where is Langzhong? Hurry up and rescue the handsome! Suddenly, he let out a loud roar, showing the extreme panic in his heart.

"Lord Hui, Hou Ye-Hou Ye, it's hopeless...... an old man said in a panic.

"How so? Why did the big handsome leave suddenly? Even now, Huang Shu was still a little incredulous, he was dumbfounded, muttering dreamily.

"It's all my incompetence, please punish the adults and the little marquis!" The two Lang Zhong kowtowed again and again.

Huang Shu wanted to cry without tears, his face turned pale for a while, shook violently, and fell down beside Zuo Liangyu.

The two Lang Zhong were shocked, and almost at the same time pounced on Huang Shu's side, pinching his human middle point and the Yongquan point on the soles of his feet.

After a while, Huang Shu opened his eyes, pushed Lang Zhong away, and suddenly pounced on Zuo Liangyu's corpse on the bed, crying: "Handsome! At this critical moment, how can you go! ……”

Before the cry fell, Zuo Mengeng next to him was so shocked that he stepped forward, covered Huang Shu's mouth, and made a silent action.

Huang Shu's heart tightened, and he suddenly realized, and hurriedly asked in a low voice: "Did the handsome man explain something before he died?" ”

Zuo Mengeng wiped the corners of his eyes, and did not answer immediately, he stood up, summoned a pro-soldier to his side, and ordered sharply: "Close the marshal's sleeping tent, and guard the tent door, unless there is an order, no one is allowed to enter again!" Violators will be killed! ”

With Zuo Mengeng's military order, a team of pro-soldiers firmly surrounded the big tent, and it was difficult for even a fly to enter.

After dealing with the confidentiality work, Zuo Mengeng said with a painful face: "My father died of a violent illness, and he was angry before he could say anything." ”

Huang Shu's face was so pale that there was not a trace of blood.

"Father Shuai relied on the zodiac chief the most in front of him, Meng Geng now has no master of the six gods, and I hope that the Taoist chief can give one or two pointers." Zuo Mengeng sobbed quietly.

Huang Shu held back his grief and comforted: "The handsome student who knows the grace of courtesy will not dare to forget it for a day, and he will do his best and die." The little marquis doesn't have to worry, he will definitely do his best to help the little marquis stabilize the situation. "His fate was tied to the Zuo clan long before the army, one glory and one loss. If Zuo Liangyu's Qingjun side action fails, he will also die without a place to be buried. Besides, Zuo Liangyu was indeed not kind to him and his friends in the Donglin Restoration Society, and gave them political asylum at the risk of offending the court and offending the traitorous ministers, avoiding the arrest of the imperial court Jinyi Guard, and was deeply grateful, so in public and private, Huang Shu felt that he had to assist Zuo Liangyu's orphans.

Seeing Huang Shu's attitude, Zuo Mengeng relieved himself a little, his father died too suddenly, and he didn't have time to pave the way for his succession, his prestige in the army was really not high, and he was pressed by his father above, and he didn't dare to cultivate his own forces too blatantly.

Now, his father died suddenly, which caught him off guard, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

He knew very well that the reason why the generals obeyed the command on weekdays was just because of his father's prestige, and the generals of the old battalion in Liaodong were okay, they were brought out by their father for more than ten or twenty years, they were more honest and obedient, and they were very loyal to their father, and Zuo Menggeng was not very worried about this, and Zuo Menggeng was most worried about those general generals from Shaanxi who had not long surrendered, Daniel Zhang, Ma Jinzhong, Jin Shengheng, Wang Deren and others.

Among them, Jin Shengheng is a native of Yulin, Shaanxi, and Wang Deren is a native of Mizhi, Shaanxi. Both of them were born in the People's Revolution Army, Jin Shengheng was nicknamed "Yi Dou Li", and Wang Deren was nicknamed "Wang Zamao", both of whom were arrogant and difficult to control. Without his father's authoritarian suppression, whether he can command or not is still two words.

Huang Shu has always been his father's confidant and strategist before, and he is also the supervisor of the battalions, in charge of the money and food in the army, and his authority in the army can be said to be second only to his father, as long as he is willing to assist him wholeheartedly, Zuo Mengeng has the confidence to control the troops left by his father.

"Thank you so much, Old Huang!" In order to get closer to the relationship between the two, he tentatively called with a cordial salutation, but he no longer commensurate with the honorific title of official position, seeing that Huang Shu was no different, Zuo Mengeng pondered the sentence and said: "Our army has lost many battles, the military has suffered heavy losses in food and salary, the imperial court reinforcements are continuous, and my father died suddenly. ”

"Let me think about it." After Huang Shu pondered for a long time, Fang said: "For today's plan, the news of the death of the marshal should be temporarily blocked, and the mourning should not be kept secret, so as not to shake the morale of the army and let the imperial court soldiers and horses take advantage of it." ”

Zuo Mengeng nodded approvingly, and said: "Huang Lao is thoughtful, Mengeng also has this intention, this is a critical moment, stabilizing the morale of the army should be the first priority, any accident may cause unpredictable consequences, it is indeed necessary to prevent it." ”