In the early morning under the thin sun, the wind whimpered, and the dry grass and cold branches stained with the overnight wind and frost whistled in the wind, adding a bit of depression to the desolate winter in northern Xinjiang, rendering the heaven and earth like ghosts in the day.

At this moment, Dachen's left-wing military camp was caged in a deep sorrow. King Li's wind and cold became more and more sick, and his henchman Feng Stott refining the Guiyuan Rejuvenating Pill still could not be cured. King Lin has been dizzy and has a severe headache since yesterday, hemoptysis several times last night, and he is already in a trance early this morning, and he only said in his mouth: Hurry up and call Wei Shuai to come, Wei Shuai to come!

Because Wei's father and son have been detained in the Chinese military government now, they cannot pass on the news. In a hurry, Feng Sidao ordered people to be anxious, and the Chinese army was all overpowered.

Seeing that King Lin was seriously ill, Li Chongwei couldn't help but lie down in front of the couch and weep and cry, crying and blaming himself, and making full use of his love and admiration for King Lin and his self-blame and remorse in front of others. After Feng Sidao withdrew his eyes, he took out a silk handkerchief from his bosom and opened it in front of Li Chongwei's eyes, only to see a few red pills on the white silk handkerchief.

Li Chongwei looked at the red pill and then looked at the delirious King Lin lying on the couch, and was about to ask a question, Feng Sidao looked directly at Li Chongwei and nodded slowly, and said in a low voice: "It's not the wind cold, red mercury poisoning." ”

Li Chongwei's eyebrows showed a little joy, and the fierce color flashed in his eyes.

When the floating arrow scale in the gluttonous bronze leaky pot in the center of the tent had been delivered, he whispered to Feng Sidao, "Today, I and the other party raised the flag to hold a big event, and when the fire in the camp broke out, ......."

He turned his head to look at the king, "Since he is so sick, it will be difficult to protect him from an attack in the camp." Perhaps trapped by enemy fire, the soldiers were not well protected, and His Highness died in the tent. ”

At this moment, Feng Sidao, who was full of sorrow and served the king, and secretly murdered the old lord and dreamed of worshipping the prime minister in the Spring and Autumn Period, would not have thought that Li Chongwei had secretly buried his manpower after leaving, and set fire to the tent of King Lin when the fire attacked, and wanted to trap him and King Lin in the tent at the same time.

At this moment, the Wei father and son, who were confined to the inner courtyard of the Weibei General's Mansion and were still worried about the military and politics, would not have thought that their long-awaited fighter plane was about to come in an unexpected way, and His Royal Highness King Lin, whom they had tried their best to protect, was about to die in a sea of fire carefully designed by his colleagues because of the betrayal and assassination of his henchmen.

The meager warmth of the winter noon sun was swept away by the howling wind before it fell on people.

The Weibei General's Mansion is a typical Sanjin northern courtyard, and all the major events related to the military and political affairs of the temple are wrapped in a chaotic and peaceful color when they enter the inner courtyard where Wei Jinglin's father and son are grounded. A war in Huanghuang was deliberately isolated from the inside and outside.

At this time, Wei Jinglin was negotiating for the fifth time today with the guards guarding the courtyard gate, and he was going out to meet the commander to explain to him the war fighters that had been delayed for a long time.

In the hall, Fei Minghe frowned at a game of chess with a cup of tea in his hand, and sometimes looked worriedly at Wei Jinglin, who was constantly arguing with the guards, and every time he looked at it, the gloomy color on his face became even more gloomy. The strategist's instincts gave him an indescribable sense of sadness, as if more loss of power and destruction were coming as time went on.

Wei Chengxuan, who was sitting on the threshold, put down the gold-threaded black crossbow in his hand, opened the quiver and began to wipe the arrow clusters one by one, and muttered indignantly: "Although the military power of the Tulun is in the hands of the queen's brother, who doesn't know that this Dachengjun is a waste, and all military affairs are up to the ebony Nanjiang!" With his might, he dares to fight with Ebony Nanjiang......"

A few words broke into Wei Chengxuan's ears, and Fei Minghe's heart suddenly moved: In this battle of Tulun, the only person who can fight with Wu Mu Nanjiang is alone, with Wei Jinglin's father and son, the chance of winning is eighty percent. Why is Li Chongwei so cautious, and he still has to transfer the troops left behind from the imperial capital?

For Fei Minghe and Wei's father and son at this time, they could expect that Li Chongwei would use this war to disadvantage the king, and even deprive Wei's father and son of their military power. It can be expected that Li Chongwei may mind that his military exploits will be seized by King Li's Huaiyuan army, so he transferred a large number of reinforcements from the imperial capital to try to win the battle. And it is too difficult to imagine that a country's military officials secretly collude with the queen of the enemy country to support the army and suppress the territory, and take the opportunity to eradicate their political enemies. Not to mention the ambition of the wolf son, he has repeatedly lied that the Tulun army is too large to resist, and the Dachen soldiers are difficult to resist, so he took the opportunity to call 200,000 imperial capital troops to stay behind to open the front line in northern Xinjiang, in fact, he wanted to short the Gyeonggi garrison. After getting rid of King Lin and Wei's father and son, they fabricated the pretext of King Lin's rebellion to support the army to go south to King Qin and steal the country.

Therefore, when the left wing barracks caught fire in Youshi, everyone thought that Tulun was the first to attack the Dachen barracks. Under the deliberate concealment of Li Zhengwei, Tulun used the same tortoise shell to cross the wide ice of the Suonian River, and the flaws of the Wushibao lookout post without warning were ignored.

The invitation of the Wei father and son to fight was immediately granted. Li Chongwei even sent Wei's father and son from the south gate of Wushibao to rush to the aid of the king's left wing camp through Huifeng Ao Tian from the south gate of Wushi Fort.

Fei Minghe knew that this trip was very inappropriate, and he argued with Wei Jinglin many times, saying that this reinforcement would be conspiracy by a strong force, and Huifeng Pass was the best ambush point. "It's better to simply rush out of the north gate and break through to the west, and open a road from the front to help His Royal Highness!" Fei Minghe was very anxious, climbed the reins of the horse and said to Wei Jinglin on horseback.

"This road has been sealed, and Li Chongwei ordered the sergeants to stick to the north gate, and if any soldier breaks through from the north gate to surrender to the enemy, he will be shot on the spot." Wei Chengxuan's eyes were already red, and after the fierce attack of Wei's many years of fighting on the battlefield, he jumped on his horse, proudly looking at the direction of the flaming left wing battalion, and the color of courage in his eyes spurted out.

"No matter what happens on this trip, I will rescue His Royal Highness today!" Wei Jinglin crossed his sword and looked at Wei Chengxuan. After that, he raised his hand and instructed a guard beside him: "You take ten good guards, pretend to be civilians and lurk in the city, and take the opportunity to send Fei Lao south to return home, don't think about my father and son." ”

Leaned over to hold Fei Minghe's hand gripping the reins and motioned for him to let go. Fei Minghe's blood surged up, and he threw away the reins of the horse and laughed wildly, "How can Wei Shuai look down on Fei, it's true that the old man is a nerd who is not a few or two, but it can also effectively kill the bloodiness of the battlefield!" Suddenly fifty years old, he is so uninhibited that he has no wife and no children now, and the only people he cares about are the two people in front of him.

Wei Jinglin closed his eyes slightly, his heart was extremely sad, and he turned his head to the guard beside him and ordered, "Protect Fei Lao!" Seeing that the guards dragged Fei Minghe away, Wei Jinglin suddenly shouted: "My eldest family, Cheng Ye, please Mr. Fei!" ”

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