The news that Liu Yao sent an envoy to Guzang to govern the state and negotiate peace with Zhang Zhijun finally spread among the armies of Jincheng and Guangwu Second County.

In order to show He Tan's sincerity, Liu Yue, who acted as the vanguard of the attack on Jincheng, under the instruction of Liu Yao, ordered the original cantonment to be stationed on the south bank of the river, and most of the troops near the left side of Jincheng retreated thirty miles back and stationed. Outside Jincheng, there are still more than 10,000 people. Zhang Lang, who was on the upper floor of Jincheng City, watched Liu Zhao's army, which had been fighting with him for more than a month, slowly retreat. Fang Cai breathed a sigh of relief, when he fell on the city wall. The clothes on his shoulders and arms gradually showed a little bit of fine blood.

This veteran has been fighting on the front line of resisting Liu Zhao's attack. For most of a month, he spent most of his time supervising the battle on the eastern wall, and barely slept well. In addition, when the situation was critical, he also personally led his troops to fight in the city. At this time, most of the Zhao army finally receded like a tide. Zhang Fujun, who had been holding on for so long, finally couldn't support it.

When Li Yanzhao heard that Zhang Yuanjun continued to negotiate peace with Zhao Envoy, he was extremely sad and indignant. For two whole days, the water and rice did not enter. Qiao'er, who was very worried, persuaded him for two days before he finally began to eat. However, the scenes of the bloody battles of the past are still vivid. As for the result of the envoy's decision to continue the peace talks, he has been resisting in his heart.

It was only then that he felt a sense of powerlessness that he had never felt before. He thought that with his own strategy and blood bravery. He can win enough living space for himself and the regime in this land to which he is entrusted, and the strength to never bow his head. He even did not hesitate to use blood letters to advise the supreme ruler of the land. However, the current ruthless reality gave him a hard blow. In addition to making him feel deeply powerless, he is also promoting the outcome of this senseless war from the perspective of the above.

After another three days, the final result of the peace agreement reached the county government. Zhang Zhijun paid thousands of cattle and sheep, more than 1,000 horses, and countless gold, silver and jewelry in exchange for the end of this war. Xin Fujun, who received the report from the palace, specially sent someone to inform Li Yanzhao. In their view, their counsel did not seem to have paid off. The vassals of Zhang Envoy Jun in Guzang City had already relied on their cool heads to end this war that they thought was impossible to fight.

Maybe the uncle and nephew who are far away in Gu Zang are not all without gain in this war. At least Zhang Mao remembered the name of a loyal and brave man, and also appreciated his courage as a soldier. And Zhang Mao also saw the growth of his nephew, and he was very pleased to find out. The stubborn nephew of his own now gradually has some temperament that is more competent than himself, and a long-term vision that is better than himself.

Zhang Jun saw the cruelty of the war from the military reports that kept coming back from this war, as well as various shocking casualty figures. I also saw the bearing, pattern and foresight from all kinds of Chen and all kinds of brilliant words. He even saw a glimmer of hope for the future of Liangzhou from a letter made of blood...... Although from a personal emotional point of view, he would rather cut the person who wrote the watch with a thousand knives to vent his anger. Reason, however, prompted him to say something quite reasonable to his uncle.

Li Yanzhao, who received the news of the results of the peace talks, went to the Martyrs' Shrine alone and cried bitterly at the new tablets that were put up one after another. Niu Erzhuang's tablet was placed in an inconspicuous corner. Li Yanzhao searched for a long time before he saw Niu Erzhuang's tablet.

Not only Niu Erzhuang, but also the Liangzhou army killed in this war, as well as the part of the Longxi soldiers who sacrificed their lives, have reached thousands. The tablets that were originally sparse are now full in this small ancestral hall. Li Yanzhao knelt in the ancestral hall, looking at the familiar names on those tablets, so sad that he couldn't help himself.

These robes who were like one in the past and shared weal and woe are now separated by yin and yang. Most of them have been turned into tablets in this ancestral hall, but a few like him have survived this tragic war and become witnesses to these facts.

In the small courtyard outside the ancestral hall, a man dressed in plain clothes walked in. When he entered the courtyard, he heard the hoarse and suppressed cry of a man from the ancestral hall. He slowed down and slowly walked to the door of the ancestral hall, only to see a familiar back.

The people in the ancestral hall were also dressed in plain clothes, and they were choked up. Kneeling on the ground, he wept bitterly at the thousands of new tablets in the ancestral hall. For a time, the sorrow of the people inside also aroused the sadness of the people outside. The man in the courtyard saw the scene in front of him, and two lines of tears rolled down uncontrollably......

For a while, it seemed that only these two men were left in the world. One knelt on the ground in the shrine and wept bitterly, remembering the robe. The other was crying outside the ancestral hall, touching the scene. I don't know how long it took, but the man outside still took steps and walked towards the ancestral hall. He walked to Li Yanzhao's side, knelt on the ground, and kept kowtowing to the rows of tablets in front of him......

Li Yanzhao sensed that someone had come in, and looked to the side with a sob. The one who kneels beside him and does not stop prostrating is none other than him. It was Feng Ding, the general of the Longxi Army who was cornered under Jincheng County and turned back to fight to the death!

After Feng Ding finished worshipping the spiritual seat, he knelt down and stood up and looked at Li Yanzhao. The four looked at each other, and both of them were speechless for a while.

I don't know how long the silence lasted. Li Yanzhao had already held back the grief in his heart, he looked at the thousands of spiritual positions in front of him like a lost mind, and sighed leisurely: "After this battle, Zhao has been getting along with each other day and night, and he has lost six or seven of his robes...... The remnant of my robbery was picked up from Hades! The robes are desperate to kill the enemy, isn't it for the peace of the state? However, now that the king and the tiger are seeking skin, and hastily making peace, I really don't know...... I really don't know the blood of these loyal martyrs...... What exactly is the flow! ”

When Feng Ding heard this, he was silent for a while, and only after a long time did he speak quietly: "There are thousands of tablets here, not only hundreds of people will be under the command, but also there will be no shortage of robes under my command...... We came from Longxi, and we were all waiting to die and dry bones. But he shouldn't die. But he still has to endure such a parting of life and death...... A hundred people will be under the command of ten to six or seven, but under my command, ten to eight or nine! But I don't know if Brother Paoze, who came here with me all the way and is buried here, is there...... Are you still okay......

Feng Ding spoke, his voice getting lower and lower, until finally, he couldn't help crying.

"Destiny should have been cut off from me! Why did you take so many of my robes...... Who knows that in the future, there will be a few more women and children in Longxi crying! I must be ashamed of the brothers in the robe......" Feng Ding couldn't hold back anymore, and he also cried. For a time, there was a mournful voice in the martyrs' shrine. The howls of these two tough guys in the army have been heard far away...... Until in the mountains around the ancestral hall, there were waves of echoes.

The howling touched Feng Ding's still unhealed wounds, making him grin even more hideous. The two wept and sacrificed to the fallen brother Paoze, until they were exhausted, and then they helped each other to get up and retreated to the outside of the ancestral hall together.

Feng Ding held Li Yanzhao's hand tightly, feeling that cold sweat was constantly pouring out on his forehead, and he hurriedly asked with concern: "General Li Bairen, what's wrong with you?" Is the injury not yet healed, and now crying and sacrificing is causing the wound to burst? ”

When Li Yanzhao heard this, he hurriedly waved his hand, signaling that he might not do anything. Then let Feng Ding support him and turn around and walk outside the ancestral hall.

The chief of the ancestral hall saw the two of them coming out, and hurriedly clenched his fists and knocked on the ground. Li Yanzhao stepped forward a little weakly, held the hand of the elder tightly, and then sighed: "It's really hard for you to wake the spirits of the brothers......

Nashi Chang also had tears in his eyes and said, "We are lucky enough to guard here. The wakes for the robes are all of our own volition. Never say ...... bitter."

Li Yanzhao fumbled in his arms for a while, then took out a few pieces of money from his money bag, stuffed them into the hands of the chief of Nashi, and said in an undeniable tone: "Give the brothers some wine to drink." Nashi Chang was about to excuse himself, but he raised his head to meet Li Yanzhao's determined gaze. So he swallowed all the words of resignation back into his stomach, and then took the money and thanked him astringently.

Feng Ding carried Li Yanzhao out of the Martyrs' Shrine. The two looked at each other in the sunset, both silent. After walking more than 100 steps, Feng Dingfang said astringently: "General Li Bairen, you have sought justice for the foolish robes and won the respect they deserve, Feng Dingming felt guilty. In the future, if you can use it, let it be ......"

Li Yanzhao took Feng Ding's arm and said, "This catastrophe, I have a lot of feelings. We and other people in the army will not be there one day...... Alas. General Feng is loyal and righteous, wise and brave, and will be of great use in the future. Zhao only hopes that the general will spare his life and not die lightly. If the prince of the palace does not need a general, Zhao Zi should be recommended by the general......"

When Feng Ding heard this, he also responded silently, and the two supported each other and walked in the direction of the county town.