It had been snowing on Chinese New Year's Eve, the weather was cold, and the scorched earth of Wanxia was vast.

Bai Shan had never practiced internal strength, and like many Hostu soldiers, he was afraid of the cold, and two or three days ago he was lying in the camp tent with a cold wind, and Helian Mingyan, who was busy and idle, had to cook a bowl of hot ginger soup and send it to himself.

Before he entered the tent, he could hear Bai Shan's low whispering inside, as if he was having a nightmare, Helian Ming hurriedly went in and put down the ginger soup, his soft and warm palm was gently attached to Bai Shan's forehead, and he bent down and called his name gently.

"Kira ......" was saved by a gentle hand in a nightmare, Kashiwayama woke up in a hurry, looked at the woman in front of him and laughed a few times, "Did I have a nightmare again?" Really, after so many years, I still can't forget those things. ”

Helian Ming breathed a sigh of relief and handed over the ginger soup: "I think about it every day, and I dream about it at night." Brother Baishan always thinks about those people who are displaced in the Yuan Kingdom, where can they sleep peacefully? ”

"I am their king, of course more than anyone else." Pinching his eyebrows and pinching it a few times, Bai Shan's young face showed a little pain, "Kira, I don't want to see that happen again, I can't stand the feeling that my people are suffering and I can't do anything about it." Do you know? The most regrettable thing in my life is that I couldn't help you with your worries and sorrows, and I let you down......"

Away from worries, light sorrows.

The sisters whose father had placed deep hopes on them to be happy are no longer there.

His heart was a little sore, and Helian Ming concealed his silent expression by placing the empty bowl, but he was still discovered by the careful Bai Shan.

"Kira, I don't know if what I've done so far is right or wrong, you and Salang don't say anything, I can only go on my own will. But when I see more people being drawn into the war and more and more people losing their loved ones, I can't help but wonder, is it really worth it? Our losses are already too heavy. ”

In the battle of Longji Gang last month alone, Hostu lost more than 4,900 soldiers, although it was far less than the number of people wandering in the Yuan Kingdom, but it plunged countless families into sorrow.

Whether it was Salang or Helian Ming, they never bothered to discuss any decision made by Bai Shan, but this did not mean that they agreed with some of Bai Shan's methods, such as following Lian Song's advice and forcibly launching a decisive battle in disregard of the fatigue of the army.

Nanqingguo and Duoguo had promised to send enough grain and grass to Hosdu, but since the beginning of winter, the grain and grass delivered to the Hosdu military camp was simply not enough to supply the three armies.

According to Helian Mingyan's original idea, he planned to let the soldiers rest for a long time, restore the vitality of the Hosdu army, and wait for the spring to warm up next year before continuing to attack north; Unexpectedly, at this time, Lian Song appeared, and persuaded Bai Shan to launch a decisive battle a year ago, and pursued the soldiers of the Yuan Kingdom before they had recovered from the last fierce battle.

This is undoubtedly a two-wound approach.

"My cousin and I didn't want to say much about the decisive battle, the king of a country, Chrysostom Yuyan, since it has been decided, we can't order the three armies to give up the attack." Helian Mingyan sat on the edge of the couch with his hands on his knees, lowered his head and sighed, "I understand your concerns, you are worried that our army will recuperate and recuperate, and at the same time give the Yuan army a chance to breathe. However, Brother Baishan, I always think that such a hasty battle will do more damage to our army, after all, we are fighting in a foreign land, and the speed of recovery is definitely not as fast as that of Yuanguo. ”

"I know, I know it in my heart." Bai Shan suddenly showed an annoyed expression, and grabbed his hair hard, "I'm just in a hurry, I know that Lian Song can't be trusted, but I can't help but want to end this campaign earlier." Kira, there's no way to drag it out any longer, I don't want to see more soldiers sent to death, but how can I say such a truce now? Once you start, there's no way to end. ”

Once you start, there's no way to end.

This sentence penetrated deeply into Helian Ming's heart, bleeding, branding, and the pain was unbearable.

Baishan, who vowed to regain the glory of Hosdu, is now tired and exhausted by the war, no matter which one makes her feel distressed, but there is nothing she can do.

The war was provoked by Hosto, and there are already so many soldiers buried in the battlefield and shrouded in horse leather, how can they suddenly say that they will withdraw their troops? Baishan is not a faint monarch, so he will feel a dilemma, instead of being stubborn and self-righteous like the previous monarchs, ignoring the resentful eyes of thousands of people.

The withdrawal of troops at this time is tantamount to slashing the hearts of the people who are full of anticipation and endure the pain of losing their loved ones.

"Brother Kashirayama, what else can my cousin and I do for you?"

With a weak murmur, Helian Ming hugged Bai Shan unexpectedly, and her delicate eyebrows were buried deep in Bai Shan's shoulder.

The wind chill made Debaishan hot and cold, and the feeling of sweat soaking through his clothes was extremely uncomfortable, so Baishan was almost naked and hiding in a thick velvet blanket in the past two days. Helian Ming leaned on his shoulder, and the warmth from Baishan was easily transmitted through his thin clothes, no different from the feeling he gave in his childhood memories, only warmer.

"Let me bear those blames, if this can make it easier for you, Brother Baishan."

But who of the high-ranking officials who had some contact with the young monarch did not know? Kashiwa Shan is the head of Hosto, and the only duchess in the history of Hosto, Mugeta Lokiro, is the executor of all actions.

If there is news at this time that the war between the two countries is the result of some long-term conspiracy, and the final decisive battle is also her intention, then it can completely clear the complaints that Kashiwayama may incur. But in this way, the name Mugta Lokiro will no longer represent glory, and all she will get is the black stroke in the history books.

In that way, as a king, he could indeed easily come down.

Bai Shan closed his eyes, his unwilling face gradually turned into a happy smile, and he vigorously hugged the woman who had supported him the most since he was a child and would never betray him.

The murmur is like a whisper.

"If you want to carry the black pot for me, I'd rather be a tyrant and be scolded to death."

My heart is a little sour, some happy, but I can't resist the ubiquitous slight pain. Helian Ming hugged Bai Shan's neck and hung on him like when he was a child, his expression seemed to be crying, and he seemed to be laughing softly.

"We can't go back, can we? Brother Baishan, no matter whether this battle is successful or lost, let's withdraw our troops directly and go home, you are tired, I am also tired, and those soldiers...... Don't let anyone die anymore, I've seen too much, too much......"

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Wanxia was once the famous old capital of Dayuan, with copper walls and iron walls, wide cities and rivers; The outside of the city is wide and the city is high, and it is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

If it weren't for the towering city wall, maybe Wanxia would have been breached a long time ago.

On the sixth day of the decisive battle, it was still snowing, not much, but enough to cover the blood-stained land.

Wen Moqing asked for a clean cloth and medicine to bandage the wound from the camp, and hid in the corner alone to deal with the wound on his arm, and when he felt the pain, he looked at the vast snow outside the camp, trying to distract him from doing something not to make him irritable.

I haven't heard from Mu Jiuge for a long time, and I don't know what happened to my stubborn little wife.

Is the person alive in the Dingyuan Palace, Bi Sheng or Bi Xiao? Is the eldest brother's reminder a misunderstanding, or is it true?

By the way, there is also Uncle Tong at the top of Qixian Mountain, his knees hurt every winter, I hope Junbai can take care of him.

Accidentally, his arm touched the hilt of the sword and touched the wound, and Wen Moqing gasped in pain.

He is also a human being, even if he is armed with martial arts, he will feel pain, he will miss, he will be depressed, and he will be full of anxiety about his life without seeing the future. Perhaps because of this, he will be more courageous than others on the battlefield, because he still remembers the agreement with the words and worries, and does everything he can to fulfill his promise.

Live, live, and be with her.

"Wen Shaoxia." The calm male voice interrupted Wen Moqing's thoughts, and the middle-aged man in a cloth coat who exuded a heroic aura clasped his fists and saluted, with a respectful look on his face, "Master Xie, they asked me to ask, do you want us to fight today?" ”

Wen Moqing retracted his thoughts and nodded: "The soldiers and horses of the Fox Hill Country were blocked by a blizzard in the area of Yucheng, and they will probably arrive tomorrow night, and today we have to rely on everyone to block the enemy's left flank." I discussed with General Yun that the border army would allocate 3,000 elite cavalry archers to act with us, and we only needed to hold off the enemy, and we didn't have to fight hard. ”

The middle-aged man lost his mind slightly, and the corners of his lips were bitter: "This is the best." In the last battle, the father and son of the Lingnan Chen family died, and the four gang leaders of Yufeng Guan Zhao Zhenren, Jianmen Du Zhangmen, and the Twelve Gangs of Qingmang Mountain were all martyred. Ah, I'm not complaining, just a little emotional......"

"Brother Qiao doesn't have to explain, I didn't think much about it." Wen Moqing coughed, a slight smile appeared on his face, "At the beginning of the convening, I didn't expect that there would be so many sects responding, and now these sects have suffered heavy losses, and I also thought about when I should find an opportunity to thank and apologize to everyone, after all, this is a matter for the imperial court, and it has nothing to do with us Jianghu people." ”

"What kind of polite remark is Wen Shaoxia talking about? Just as Wen Shaoxia said when he summoned us at the beginning, my Dayuan is in danger, the country will not be a country, how can we, the people of the rivers and lakes, be left alone? People or have to have backbone, the water and rice of the abyss raised us, after learning a skill, we should do our best to serve the service, who let this be our homeland? ”

Did you say that kind of thing at the beginning? Wen Moqing didn't remember it very well, and smiled bitterly, and his worries about whether the Jianghu sect that had suffered heavy losses would withdraw were completely dispelled almost in an instant.

The man surnamed Qiao was stunned, and suddenly smiled: "The first time I saw Wen Shaoxia's smiling face, I was still a little unaccustomed to it!" I used to think that Wen Shaoxia was an indifferent and unapproachable person, but after getting along, I realized that in fact, Wen Shaoxia was warmer than anyone else. ”

"The situation is forced, and when I meet a group of people who can't keep a cold face, there is no way to do it."

"Oh? And such strange people? Wen Shaoxia couldn't be the Red Lotus General, right? ”

In a burst of hearty laughter, Wen Moqing was speechless, and immediately shook his head and smiled.

More and more people are reciting the name of General Red Lotus, and the name of King Qinglian is gradually no longer mentioned, so it should be said that this is a good start. Maybe it won't be long before Yan Liwu can completely get rid of the shackles of the Qinglian King, and with the light that belongs to her, she will become another star in Dayuan who guides the direction.

"I don't know how I met her......"

That's why you can regain the smile you have forgotten for a long time in the war-torn years, isn't it?

Slightly raised his face and looked at the sky full of snow, Wen Moqing narrowed his eyes slightly, and a few soft lights jumped.

The corners of his lips pursed a faint smile that was the simplest and most contented.