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Yao Biao rubbed a blood-soaked belt in his hand and pondered for a long time.

There's something in the belt. He could feel it. It feels like the texture of paper. At that time, he personally untied the belt from Shen Ruoliao's body and hid it in his arms while no one was paying attention. Now, he has left the army with a few attendants and headed north, and it has been several days. Today, I went to the boundary of Dongchang and camped in the wilderness. In the dead of night, only a little light jumped in the car. He took out the belt again.

What's inside, exactly? He vaguely felt that what was hidden inside was the answer to all the secrets.

Xiao'er, why did you betray King Yan in the first place and serve the court, and even today, you would rather sacrifice yourself on the battlefield. What is the reason for all this?

Yao Biao listened to the fact that there was no movement around, took out a knife from the portable medicine box, and carefully unwrapped the clothes belt by the dim light.

Everyone is already asleep.

He tried for a long time, until his eyes were dizzy, and finally he took the belt of his coat apart with great difficulty, and pulled out a bloodstained letter from it.

Note? He thought.

He unfolded the letter, but it was two poems, blurred with blood. The previous song is very familiar:

"Kong said to be benevolent, and Meng said to take righteousness. But its righteousness is exhausted, so it is benevolent. What do you learn when you read the books of the sages? Now and then, Shu is almost worthy of it. ”

The latter, but he has never seen it:

"When a husband is in the world, he should have a strange ambition. The text is to repair the martial arts, and the martial arts are to the text. Wendang Berwyn, Wusheng Boren. Born as a Zhongshan, died as a mountain. ”

He stared at the two poems, silently read them back and forth a few times, put them down, and sighed silently.

Many doubts in my heart seem to be understood, but in fact, they have not been solved at all.

He folded the manuscript and put it back in his bosom and hid it.

It's been bumpy. The trip was only halfway there. As a practitioner of medicine, he hated the bump for several days, but there was nothing he could do. He could not remain in the great army; King Yan will not allow it. Returning to Peking is the only way. However, Beiping is still 800 miles away, several days away. From the battlefield of the Xianghe River to Beiping, this speed will take half a month. But what could he do? The carriage and horses were already jolting enough.

In the first battle of the Xianghe River, the Yan army was in danger, and the imperial court was defeated. The terrain of the river is flat, the grass and trees are sparse, and it is not suitable for ambush; What's more, the southern army has been tiptoeing behind for several days, and when the Yan army noticed, the grain route had been cut off by the army led by Ping'an. The prince ambushed the southern army at the Xianghe River, and he was a little desperate. However, it succeeded, and the court was ambushed, and the chaos collapsed in an instant.

As for capturing Shen Ruoyu alive, it was not in King Yan's plan originally.

Tens of thousands of Yan troops are surrounded by layers. After a long time, not a single soldier could get close to him. However, after all, he was only fighting alone, his horse was lost, and he had to take care of an imbecile herald beside him. He couldn't break through after all. The two sides are just deadlocked.

At this moment, the imperial army saw that the left deputy general could not be saved, and had already followed the right deputy general to retreat safely. When King Yan heard that Shen Ruoliao was trapped in a heavy siege, he couldn't believe that he had such good luck for a while.

The prince then came with his own sword. When Yan Jun saw the prince coming, he got out of the way. Ruo Xiao stood in the center of the siege, but he just guarded it tightly and did not make a move. None of the surrounding soldiers dared to step forward.

Yao Biao followed King Yan and walked into the encirclement. What kind of person is that! He stared at it for a long time, not daring to confirm that this was the Shen Ruoyu he recognized.

He is no longer the same as Beiping. It's no longer even what it was when it was in Jinan. Yao Biao had not seen what he looked like when he was in Dongchang. However, at this moment, Shen Ruoyu in front of him was 108,000 miles away from the Marquis of Dongchang and General Zuo in his imagination.

The light of the autumn wind has been completely obscured by blood. All he could see was gunsmoke, blood, mud, black, crimson, and mud, all over in a mess, from head to toe, he couldn't distinguish the armor and battle robes, and he couldn't even distinguish the human face. There is no newly-married Yibin Lang in Beiping, no handsome archer in Jinan, no majestic General Zuo, and no outstanding Dongchang Marquis; All is but weariness, despair, pain and unyieldingness; Everything is just the autumn wind, indifference, arrogance, loneliness - the end.

If he saw King Yan, Qiu Feng withdrew his sword from the scabbard. Seeing this, King Yan sarcastically asked:

"General Shen, why don't you kill yourself to save your name? Do you want to surrender or not? ”

He replied indifferently: "Your Highness wants to leave me to torture carefully, how can it be good to spoil Your Highness's interest." ”

The prince made a look, and the soldiers around him who couldn't wait rushed up, knocked Ruoliao to the ground, snatched the autumn wind, stripped off his armor, and tied him up with hemp rope. Yao Biao remembered that he couldn't help frowning as he watched them tie up the ropes.

If it's tied up too tightly, it's going to strangle people, he thought to himself. He didn't say anything, though.

The rope is indeed tied too tightly. If you can't use your muscles and muscles, you can't stand still, and you are forcibly lifted up by the soldiers, your face is pale, and your lips are a little blue, but you gritted your teeth and didn't say a word.

The prince took the autumn breeze handed over by the soldiers, looked at it in his hand, and said with a smile: "General Shen's martial arts are world-famous, why is he so honest now?" ”

Ruo Xiao replied: "The Son of Heaven has a word, don't kill your uncle's name." If you don't dare to be presumptuous. ”

The prince had a calm face and snorted coldly: "Don't kill your uncle's name?" When you were in Jinan, weren't you already lonely! ”

Ruo Xiao smiled faintly: "That's two different things from the Lord of the Blade." ”

The prince was angry. The prince's anger should have been around for a long time.

"What about Zhang Yu?" The prince asked angrily. "And Tan Yuan, Wang Zhen, all the people who treat you like brothers have been killed by you one by one. What do you say? ”

Ruo Xiao replied calmly: "The arrow is on the string, and I have to make my ears." ”

The prince suddenly pulled out the Flying Sun Sword, and the tip of the sword pressed against Ruo Xiao's chest.

"Did you ever think that there would be today?"

Ruo Xiao said: "Since the time I returned to the imperial court, I have known that there is today. ”

The prince sneered: "Do you think that Lone will stab you with a sword and let you die a happy death?" ”

Ruo Shao said: "Even if the prince wants to, your hundreds of thousands of troops will not agree." ”

"Very good," the prince said coldly, "are you willing to compete with me?" ”

If few are confused, Yao Biao is also confused.

"What does the prince mean?"

The prince withdrew his arm and looked at the tip of Feiri's sword. "Shen Ruoliao's swordsmanship and martial arts, Lone early wanted to teach it in person. Do you have the audacity to go it alone with me? ”

Ruo Xiao said: "If you are entrusted by the Son of Heaven, don't let it be—"

"Don't kill your uncle's name; I know. If you are so faithful, obey the instructions of your Son of Heaven, and do not fight back as I may attack. Lone is very skeptical, can you really do it? ”

Ruo Xiao did not answer. The prince swished a few swords, broke the rope on Ruoxiao's body, and threw Qiu Feng back to him.

"Draw your sword; Fight me. If you have the ability to kill Lone, now is your chance to serve the Son of Heaven. ”

After the prince said that, he really moved his hand and stabbed Ruo Yu in the sky. If you don't fight back, you don't even hide. The prince took the sword and stopped at Ruo Xiao's throat, so that he was not angry.

"You're sure that Lone won't kill you, right?" The prince's eyes were full of murder, and suddenly his spirit flashed. He threw his arm downward, and when the flying sun crossed his chest, Ruo Xiao trembled, staggered, took two steps back, gritted his teeth, and did not say a word. A streak of blood appeared on his chest.

The prince shouted: "Draw your sword!" Fight back! Another sword slashed.

Ruo Xiao still did not draw the sword, nor did he dodge, but stood up to the sword, and was slashing at the shoulder. Yao Biao saw his pale face.

The prince fell one sword after another, and Ruo Xiao silently endured it one sword after another. This only angered the prince even more. The surrounding soldiers also became more and more indignant and excited, and they couldn't hold it back, shouting for revenge for General Zhang Yu, for Tan Yuan and Wang Zhen.

Ruo Xiao finally couldn't support it anymore and fell to the ground, blood flowed everywhere, but he still gritted his teeth and just remained silent. Yao Biao was unable to continue watching. The human nature and morality in the bones of those who practice medicine began to churn, and they gradually became uncontrollable.

The prince stopped his sword, but his temper was even more violent. If he screamed twice, cursed twice, or begged for mercy - everything would be much better than if he remained silent. The prince asked:

"You're mocking Lonely; Do you think that if you don't hide or draw your sword, you won't be able to do it? ”

If you don't even answer at this time, I don't know if it's powerless, or if it's more angry with the prince. If it is the latter, his purpose is successfully achieved. When the prince saw that he was silent, he raised his riding boots and kicked him violently in the chest.

Yao Biao immediately jumped up, rushed forward, and supported Ruoxiao. He squirted a mouthful of blood, but remained silent, his face as sandy as sand.

The prince looked at himself and was a little surprised: "Shude, what are you doing here?" ”

Yao Biao begged: "Your Highness, if you really want to keep him, please stop here; Otherwise, he will die here, which is not what His Highness wants! ”

The prince looked at him gloomily and lowered his voice: "You dodge." ”

Yao Biao was taken aback; The tone was so ominous that he hesitated in his heart, but his body instinctively dodged away. The prince is on fire, and he doesn't want to cause trouble.

There are people crying all the time; Yao Biao realized at this moment that it was Ruo Xiao's portable herald, who was tied up with all kinds of flowers, and was holding it in the hands of the Yan soldiers, and he was also watching with a frightened face.

Zhong Kexi suddenly shouted: "No! ――”

Yao Biao was startled, and when he turned around, King Yan stabbed down with another sword, and cursed in his mouth:

"Get up! Don't play dead here! Do you think that if you pretend to be dead, Lone will let you go? ”

He kicked and slashed twice. Zhong Kexi cried. King Yan walked up to Zhong Kexi and roared:

"What a howl!"

Zhong Kexi immediately stopped, and looked at King Yan in a distraught manner.

The prince looked at him with disdain, snorted coldly, and said with a smile:

"Waste; People like you, my Yan Army doesn't even bother to kill. Let you live, go back to the capital immediately to report the news, and tell the Son of Heaven and the imperial court what is the fate of their well-known Dongchang Marquis! The corpse of your General Shen, our Yan army will stay in the camp and whip it day and night for my soldiers to vent their anger! ”

Yan Bing beside him untied the rope on Zhong Kexi's body and kicked him. "Get out!"

Zhong Kexi fell and gnawed on the mud, got up, glanced at Shen Ruoliao in horror, and ran away without looking back.

The prince walked back to Ruo Xiao and looked down at him. Ruo Xiao was lying on the ground, with big eyes open, not blinking, his sideburns were stuck together with sweat and blood, sticking to his forehead, not struggling, still not saying or screaming, trembling all over, bleeding profusely, the only thing he could hear was his irregular gasps.

Wang Yeyin said fiercely: "How do you feel?" You tortured my Yan army soldiers, and today fell into the hands of my Yan army, should I also invite you into the urn and let you taste the taste of the broken finger and the purpose? ”

He paused, then suddenly smiled viciously: "The coming day is long." I'll keep your fingers and eyes for you to enjoy later. ”

Fei Ri brutally whipped down on his fleshy and bloody body. Yao Biao lowered his heart, rushed forward again, and stopped under the Flying Sun Sword.

"Your Highness! Can't go any further! If you really don't want to kill him now, please stop! ”

The prince stopped his sword and glanced at himself coldly.

Yao Biao kowtowed and begged: "Your Highness, I am not interceding for Shen Ruoyu. If you kill him, he will die innocently. It's just that the prince once said to Shude that when he caught Shen Ruoxiao, he would definitely ask him about the reason for his betrayal of Beiping; He didn't say a word, and he was almost out of breath! Do you really want to regret it, prince? ”

The prince lowered his head, looked at Ruo Xiao for a while, then looked at himself who was kneeling and begging, thought for a moment, and took back Feiri.

"Shude, you send him back to Beiping. Take care of him all the way, and don't let him die like this. ”

Yao Biao was taken aback again: "Your Highness! From then to Beiping, 1,500 miles away, half a month away, he has been so seriously injured that he will definitely die under the turmoil! ”

King Yan glanced at himself coldly, indifferent:

"Send him back to Beiping; Don't let me see him again until I conquer him. If he dies, I want you to pay for it. ”

After that, the prince no longer paid attention to himself, walked out of the crowd, and walked away.

Yao Biao called for help, and after calling for a long time, the Yan soldiers slowly dispersed, only throwing Ruo Xiao sneering spitting and indifferent eyes, but no one was willing to help Lord Yao. He was anxious.

Xiao'er, Xiao'er, what are you trying to make yourself so miserable today?

Yao Biao had to carry Ruoxiao by himself; But a man walked over at this moment, crouched down, and reached out to lift Ruo Xiao with him. Yao Biao raised his head and saw that it was Zhu Neng.

"General Zhu? This ......"

Zhu Neng shook his head, glanced down at Ruo Liao, turned his face away, and didn't speak all the way, just carried Ruo Liao back to Yao's tent.

The next day, the prince found that Ruo Xiao was still there, and he was furious, and he wanted to send him back to Beiping as soon as possible, otherwise, the prince would kill him even himself.

Yao Biao had no choice but to decorate a carriage, prepare all the necessary medical supplies, order a few entourages, and do his best to beg, so he asked the prince to ask for a handwritten edict, strictly ordering no one to harm Shen Ruoxiao's life, and then left the army and went north to return to Beiping.

It took seven days to get to Dongchang.

The night is as dark as ink; He lifted the curtain and glanced out the window, only to see the vague shadows of the field in the range of the light, and the clear and beautiful starry sky overhead.

Dongchang, Dongchang.

Xiao'er, outside is Dongchang, where you once galloped.

You are a rare talent. Wang Ye Dongchang was defeated, and he did not praise your ability to command the army. However, from then on, when he heard your name, the prince was always extremely nervous and vigilant, and he had to think twice about ordinary things and nine times about things. When the army went on the expedition, it no longer dared to take Shandong, and always avoided Dezhou and Dongchang from a distance, and made a detour from the west. You can force the prince to this part.

After all, why did you betray the prince? If you have stayed by the prince's side, what kind of young and handsome man you will be today, and how will King Yan be like a tiger. Everything will be different. The war will be over long ago, and King Yan will already be on the throne. Because of you, the civil war dragged on for another year, until now.

What the hell are you thinking? You father and son are in the same lineage, and you never act according to common sense, and you don't bother to follow common sense. You are like your father. Whatever you do, you will be despised by the world; No matter what you do, you actually have your own hardships and your own ancient logic; Whatever you do, you never want to condescend to others to understand you, and use the excuse that no one can understand you.

Yao Biao looked out the window at the dark night.

Dongchang. He couldn't even imagine what Shen Ruoxiao, who was the commander of the 200,000 army at the beginning, looked like. It's not like ever, and it's not like anything since. A moment in history, a brief moment, never repeated, no longer hard to find. I knew that he shouldn't have stayed in Guantao in the first place, and he should have come to Dongchang with the army, and escaped death in the continuous artillery fire and ambush on all sides, just to see the demeanor of Dongchang Hou.

Later, in the Battle of Jiahe, you beheaded Tan Yuan again, and the Yan army was defeated. The next day, the battle resumed, and your victory was decided; If it weren't for the sudden northeast gale, which covered the sky with dust, and the imperial army was arrayed in the southwest, Ping'an and Wu Jie were slow to act, and did not respond as scheduled-this is also strange; Later, the prince fought back against the Ping'an army in Gaocheng, lost two battles in a row, and was almost about to collapse for thousands of miles, when a strong wind swept the ground, blowing down the strong crossbow tower where Ping'an was located, and blowing down the camp tent, and even the trees on the battlefield were uprooted. Since the prince raised his army, he has suddenly turned defeat into victory three times when he was about to be defeated: Baigou River, Jiahe, and Gaocheng, all three times because of strong winds. Is the prince really destined for heaven, or is everything just a coincidence-

Later, Yan general Li Yuan captured Pei County, the granary of the imperial army, and burned tens of thousands of grain ships, but the imperial court was incompetent, did not know how to learn the lessons of the daimyo, and repeated the mistakes of the past; But not to mention that the reason why King Yan sent him to attack Pei County was because before that, you first divided your troops with Ping'an and Wu Jie to cut off the salary of our Yan army; The prince sent Wu Sheng to the Son of Heaven, but the Son of Heaven sent Wu Sheng to prison.

The prince went south, you dealt with the prince in Hebei, but let Ping'an secretly attack Beiping, and ordered Fang Zhao to go out of the Bauhinia Pass, stationed in Yizhou Xishui Village, and Zhending supported each other, attacked Baoding, and besieged Beiping. Fortunately, the prince was not in chaos, he was not in a panic, and sent Liu Jiang to aid Beiping, and led troops to besiege Xishui Village, and broke Huaying to reinforce the army in Mount Emei. The imperial army lost each other's support, and was only broken by the prince by seizing the opportunity.

In this way, the battle was trapped for another year, and by the end of last year, everything was still the same at the end of the year before last, and even the situation at the end of the first year of Jianwen - the prince won many victories, and the court was repeatedly defeated, but the main force of the Yan army was still trapped in the north of Shandong, and not a single soldier had ever walked to the edge of the Yellow River. The prince had no choice but to go back to Beiping to rest. At that time, the army was exhausted and demoralized. There seems to be no end in sight; If it weren't for the Zhongguan Ma Bin who was convicted of the Son of Heaven and fled to Beiping, told the prince that Jingshi was empty, and brought a secret letter from Shanshou, about Neiying, this war would have continued on the Hebei Plain until finally, Beiping was completely dragged down, and the imperial court won the final victory.

It is not difficult for you to imagine how excited and enthusiastic Ma Bin's arrival was by the prince.

The prince often said that Sheng Yong was just a horseman, called the general, in fact, the battle of Jinan relied on the power of Tie Xuan, and since Dongchang, the strategy of transferring troops was mostly left to Shen Ruoliao.

Sheng Yong is not a horseman; I'm sure you agree and are more grateful. As the general of Pingyan, he trusts and relies on you so much, lets you do things, and always has a strong backing - this alone is much more clever than Li Jinglong, the Duke of Cao Guo, who was also a general.

In the imperial army, the prince is only afraid of two people; Beyond you, it is the right general Ping'an. The prince never refused to admit it; However, since the Yan army started its army, the defeated battles have never been defeated by the two of you. It doesn't matter if the prince looks down on the great general Sheng Yong; With you and Ping'an as the deputy generals, he no longer dares to underestimate the strength of the imperial army.

The entire Yan army hates you; King Yan hates you. I don't understand your logic either.

But after all, you have always been the sixteen-year-old who came out of the mountains to Beiping for the first time, and his name is not good.

Behind him, in the dimly lit car, a vague groan suddenly came from me. Yao Biao instinctively turned around and leaned down beside Shen Ruoyu.

"Less?"

Shen Ruoyu is still in a coma; He would moan loudly when he was unconscious. Cold sweat soaked the pillow towel again. Yao Biao carefully changed the pillow towel and wiped his face and neck with a hand towel.

Xiao'er, do you know, we are now in Dongchang. Your Dongchang, your glory. You are the Marquis of Dongchang.

Shen Ruoyu suddenly frowned, his expression was painful, and he groaned again, and a small stream of blood gushed down the corner of his mouth again. Yao Biao secretly screamed badly, hurriedly checked the pulse, and exercised the acupoints.

It's all this damn bump. is only halfway through the road, whether he can survive to Beiping; After practicing medicine for decades, it seems that Shen Ruoxiao is not suffering at this moment, but he is suffering.

In the second half of the night, Shen Ruoyu finally calmed down. Yao Biao breathed a sigh of relief, leaning against the car window tiredly, looking at his deadly unconscious face.

He remembered the two little poems sewn into the belt of his coat and sighed.

You're a stupid boy.