Yu Wenyong opened his eyes leisurely. The blinding light made him quickly close his eyes again, and his sluggish and chaotic mind slowly cleared up.

"Am I dead?" Yu Wenyong couldn't help but think back to what happened before he lost consciousness. Thinking of this, Yuwen Yong's eyes that had just closed immediately opened again, looked around, and shouted in a hurry and panic: "Yuwen Hu, where are you?" ”

"Your Majesty, are you awake? Your Majesty is awake, come quickly! ”

In the fog, there was a surprise call in his ears, and then Yu Wenyong heard the sound of chaotic footsteps, and many familiar faces soon appeared in front of him.

"Your Majesty, you're finally awake!" This is Wei Xiaokuan's voice, at this time his face is extremely haggard, his eyes are bloodshot, and the whole person looks much older and decadent, and he no longer has the original sofa bold and energetic appearance.

Yu Wenyong shook his head lightly, trying to get up, only to find that he was lying on the bed, his whole body was sore, he could barely move, and his brain was even more groggy and unresponsive.

"Wei Aiqing......" The voice was very dry and hoarse, obviously Yu Wenyong's body was extremely weak at this time.

"Your Majesty, the minister is here!" Wei Xiaokuan said in a trembling voice, kneeling beside the bed, his cloudy eyes flashed with excitement and joy, and there was a touch of moist water in it, which made the bloodshot on his eyes fade a lot.

"Where is this? How many days have I been in a coma? Yuwen Yong asked weakly. From the expressions on the faces of the courtiers around him, Yu Wenyong probably understood that he must have been in a coma for a long time, and those thrilling things before should have been nightmares.

It's just that after sobering up, Yu Wenyong's mood became heavier and heavier. He was defeated, defeated at the hands of a junior, and he was so embarrassed that he had no face.

"Your Majesty, this is the Pingyang City Thorn Mansion, and you have been in a coma for three days and three nights. Heaven forbid, Your Majesty, you have finally woken up! Wei Xiaokuan's mood had calmed down a lot at this time, but it could still be seen from his face that he was obviously much more relaxed.

"Three days? So long? Yu Wenyong was stunned for a moment, muttered to himself, and then changed his words, and said with some eagerness: "Wei Aiqing, what happened after I fell into a coma that day, and what happened to Jinyang?" ”

Hearing this, Wei Xiaokuan couldn't help but fall silent, and the excitement and joy on the faces of the generals around him also subsided a lot, becoming a little heavy and serious.

"Speak, what the hell is going on?" Yu Wenyong's heart tightened, his breathing became more and more cramped and disordered, and a sickly blush suddenly appeared on his pale face, he struggled to get up, but as soon as his body left the bed, he fell down heavily, thanks to Wei Xiao's wide eyes and quick hands to hold him, so he did not suffer from the flesh and skin again.

"Your Majesty, you have injuries on your body, don't be excited, lie down quickly!" Wei Xiaokuan looked at Yu Wenyong nervously and with concern, and waited for the latter's stiff body to relax, and his excited mood slowly calmed down before he continued: "Your Majesty, yesterday Gao Changgong, the king of Sui of Qi State, and his son Beiping County Gong Xing led 50,000 soldiers and horses to Jinzhou, and now they are camping twenty miles outside the city, and they have not launched an attack on our army for the time being!" ”

After a pause, Wei Xiaokuan continued: "General Liang Shiyan, the assassin of Jinzhou, has already arranged all the defense work, and the materials in the city are sufficient. ”

"Glad, it's him again! Ahem! Yu Wenyong couldn't help but clench the futon, his eyes were full of resentment and anger, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"Sixty thousand troops, how many have returned?" Yu Wenyong still had a trace of luck in his heart.

Wei Xiaokuan looked at Yu Wenyong, hesitated for a long time before hesitating and said, "Less than eight thousand." ”

Yu Wenyong was shocked, his eyes widened, and his face was incredulous.

An army of 100,000, an army of 100,000, was wiped out. For many years, Da Zhou has not suffered such a heavy loss!

Yu Wenyong's heart was dripping blood, his heart was twitching violently, and the huge pain made him tremble slightly, and his breathing became more and more difficult. Yu Wenyong was just about to speak, but suddenly coughed violently, his face suddenly turned red, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of "wow".

"Your Majesty-" Wei Xiaokuan and the others exclaimed, the maid helped him wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, and the imperial doctor who went out with the army immediately started to call Yuwen Yong, everyone was nervous, and their hearts just let go and hung up again.

However, although a middle-aged man with a somewhat pale face standing behind everyone was also panicked and nervous, there was an inexplicable color flashing in his eyes, and everyone in the audience was focused on Yu Wenyong, and no one saw it.

This person is Yang Jian, the Duke of Sui, and his three-day cultivation has made him recover a lot. For three days, he didn't care about the pain in his body, and he had been waiting for Yuwen Yong with a cadre of civil and military forces until the latter woke up at this time.

"Your Majesty's body is still very weak, and he needs to recuperate, so he should not be disturbed." The imperial doctor carefully examined Yu Wenyong's body, and then said to everyone with a solemn expression. After speaking, the imperial doctor took a deep look at Wei Xiaokuan and then got up and left first.

Wei Xiaokuan's expression moved, and he looked at Yuwen Yong with concern and said: "Your Majesty, the defeat of Jinyang is all the fault of Weichen's improper command, Weichen is willing to accept any punishment from you, I only hope that Your Majesty will be well as soon as possible!" ”

"Whew-"

Yu Wenyong closed his eyes, waved his hand tiredly, and said slowly: "This matter can be discussed later, the top priority is to stick to Pingyang, Wei Aiqing, please!" ”

The shame and self-blame on Wei Xiaokuan's face became worse, a touch of determination flashed in his eyes, he bowed to the end sharply, and said categorically: "Your Majesty, you can cultivate with peace of mind, and Weichen will not bother!" You can rest assured, but there is a breath of Weichen, and he will never let Qi people step into Pingyang City! ”

Yu Wenyong didn't speak, and his breathing became long and smooth.

Wei Xiaokuan got up silently, instructed the maid to wait for Yu Wenyong, and then waved his hand to signal everyone to leave together.

When Wei Xiaokuan returned to the courtyard where he temporarily lived in the Assassin's Mansion, the imperial doctor who had previously treated Yuwen Yong was already waiting at the door as he expected. Wei Xiaokuan and the Imperial Physician glanced at each other, neither of them spoke, and walked into the house together.

Wei Xiao retreated from everyone with a wide screen, then closed the door, and asked in a low voice: "Imperial Doctor Wang, how is the emperor's physical condition?" ”

Yuwen Yong's body is the rise and fall of a country, and the lives of all people are dead, so Wei Xiaokuan cannot be allowed to be careless and cautious. Especially at this time, when the Zhou army was newly defeated and the army's morale was fluctuating, any small change could cause huge turmoil.

Imperial Physician Wang shook his head gloomily, frowned, and said worriedly: "The emperor was angry and angry, and he suffered from the wind and cold, which caused his heart and lungs to be seriously injured and his body was extremely weak. The most worrying thing is that the emperor has a depression, and if he can't resolve it, it will be very difficult to fully recover. Now that the Qi army is pressing, I am only afraid of ......"

Although Imperial Physician Wang didn't finish speaking, Wei Xiaokuan had already understood what he meant, and his face suddenly became extremely serious and solemn. He understands that Yuwen Yong's illness is not in the body, but in the heart. The failure of the Battle of Jinyang not only hit Yuwen Yong, but even Wei Xiaokuan was unacceptable.

Since the first battle of Yubi became famous all over the world, in the past few decades, Wei Xiaokuan has never lost so embarrassed and miserable, and the loss of the Northern Zhou Dynasty this time is also unprecedentedly heavy. The 150,000 troops were buried on the land of the Qi State, and such a large loss was only exchanged for a mere three states, which was very different from the expected goal.

In this battle of Jinyang, Wei Xiaokuan's command actually did not make much mistakes, and the real reason was actually his insufficient estimation and understanding of the enemy. The art of war is cloudy, and knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent will not be defeated in a hundred battles. Wei Xiaokuan and Yu Wenyong knew enough about the Qi Army, but they knew very little about Xing.

Whether it's gunpowder, a crossbow or a deceitful guerrilla tactic, these are all unique to Happy, and it's hard to guard against.

"Imperial Physician Wang, this statement came out of your mouth and into my ears, and you must not let a third person know!" Wei Xiaokuan looked at Imperial Physician Wang with burning eyes, and said in a cold voice.

"Master Wei, rest assured, the lower officials will never dare to talk nonsense!" Imperial Physician Wang trembled and replied in a panic that fine beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead in the November weather, and his face had turned pale.

Seeing Imperial Physician Wang's answer, Wei Xiaokuan's face was slightly pale, and his tone couldn't help but be much softer: "Imperial Physician Wang, the emperor's body has to worry about you a lot, just mention it to the old man if you need anything!" ”

"The lower official understands, the lower official resigns!" Imperial Physician Wang sincerely agreed, and then left.

Seeing Imperial Physician Wang leave, looking at the reclosed door, Wei Xiaokuan's momentum suddenly dissipated, the whole person became vicissitudes and sadness, his eyes were confused and gloomy, and he muttered: "Could it be that this is the doom of my fate?" Is it the catastrophe of the Great Week? ”

"No, even if you are crushed, you can keep Pingyang safe." Wei Xiao's sloppy eyes suddenly became firm, his cloudy eyes radiated a dazzling essence, and he was full of murderous awe, "Happy, I want to see what else you can do!" ”

……

Twenty miles outside the city of Pingyang, the commander of the Qi army tented.

"What's the news from Binh Duong?"

Gao Changgong stared at a scroll of maps on the table, which was the map of the entire territory of Jinju, and the mountains, rivers, counties, and towns were all clearly marked. This map was a covert survey by a happy man, and was far more detailed than the maps in circulation today. From the time he formed the Beggar Gang, he began to prepare for world domination, and the map was obviously a must-have.

"Father, although Liang Shiyan and Wei Xiaokuan tried their best to block the news, we have no way of knowing the situation of Yuwen Yong, but the child concludes that Yu Wen Yong must have changed his life." After a pause, he said happily and firmly: "There are abnormalities and demons, and Yuwen Yong did not preside over military affairs for three days, which has explained everything." ”

Gao Changgong nodded, and asked again: "Xing'er thinks we have a chance of winning in attacking Pingyang at this time?" ”

"Father, the child doesn't think this is the best time to attack!" He shook his head with a happy smile.

"Oh?" Gao Changgong turned his head and looked happy with an inquiring expression.

He pursed his lips and smiled happily, and said with confidence: "Father, although our artillery is enough to break through Pingyang City, a battle will inevitably cause us a lot of losses, which is not a good thing. The current situation is reversed, and the initiative is in me, we only need to slowly exert pressure on Pingyang, so that the Zhou army will be in chaos and collapse without attacking! ”