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Five miles outside the capital, the largest military site in the Persian Kingdom, the strong city wall rises from the ground, and the soldiers with weapons on the city wall guard the land.

Hearing the sound of horses' hooves coming from afar, the soldiers on the high ground looked at the faces of the people who came, and with a wave of their arms, they signaled the man in charge of the gate to open the gate.

"General Nar!" Adjutant Morgan waited in the door for a long time, and when Chynar jumped off his horse, he hurried forward.

Chynar nodded and asked as he walked towards the tent, "What happened?" ”

Looking for him so late in a hurry, the situation must be critical.

"Let's go in first, general, please."

Admiral Morgan respectfully lifted the curtain and waited for Chinar to go in first, and he followed.

In the small tent, the candlelight was shining, and in front of the long table, the generals who had come from sitting in the dust, each with a solemn expression on his face, seemed to know the grim situation.

Seeing Chinar's arrival, everyone wanted to get up to greet them, but Chinar raised his hand to stop them.

He strode to the throne and sat down, his eyes looking around everyone present, and finally fell on Morgan, and asked, "Say, what happened?" ”

Adjutant General Morgan sighed heavily when he heard this, and truthfully reported the situation he learned today: "The soldiers quickly stepped up and said that there was a new movement in Loulan, and five days ago, King Loulan ......... He personally led 20,000 elite soldiers to the border pass......... Our next battle will be with the King of Loulan! ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the tent was a little heavier.

"King Loulan?" Seeing that their faces became more and more solemn, Qinar was puzzled: "The king of a country is in charge, there have been many precedents in history, the situation in Loulan is grim, his appearance does boost part of the morale, why do you feel so frightened?" ”

"The general doesn't know anything!"

Morgen sighed, as one of the few people who knew about Chinar's amnesia, explained to him why they were afraid: "The sixth king of Loulan, Ogu Mengten, the seventh prince of the previous king, he has a violent personality and cruel methods, he has been killing enemies since the age of fourteen, and since then he has been powerful and famous!" Four years ago, he led 20,000 soldiers and horses to fight against the 30,000 Persian army. In the end, Persia was defeated and unilaterally sued for a truce. That war caused our Persia to suffer a great loss of vitality, and after several years of repair, we dared to attack again when the country was rich and the people were strong. The glorious history of the king of Loulan is innumerable, and since he ascended the throne, he has no longer led his troops to fight, which is tantamount to a great joy for us in Persia, and he ......... It is indeed unexpected to be bold to leave the palace and take command in person! ”

Qinar listened carefully to Admiral Morgan's account of the events of King Loulan, and what he saw from everyone's faces was not only fear and horror, but also a trace of admiration.

He couldn't help but be curious about the legendary and brutal King Loulan, and wanted to see if the other party's skills were really as brilliant as the rumors.

"King Loulan's battle has become a fact, you don't have to worry too much, from many aspects, even if King Loulan appears in person, it may not be able to save the situation."

Qinar calmly comforted the panicked hearts of the generals, and speculated on the deep thoughts of the king of Loulan, whom he had never met.

"If I am the king of Loulan, I will arrive at the border pass to regroup, and wait for the soldiers' sluggish mood to improve a little, and then discuss how to fight, for now we should take advantage of the fact that he is not ready to raid them, and then we can calculate the best strategy!"

"Our side has experienced the last battle, and we are very angry, so I am afraid that we will immediately mobilize our troops and horses......... It's a bit difficult! Vice Admiral Morgan shook his head and sighed.

The soldiers were wounded and disabled, and the soldiers and horses they dispatched were tens of thousands more than those of Loulan, and more than half of them were lost, so it was indeed too difficult for them to immediately send a new team!

Qinar pondered for a moment, frowned and asked, "How many people do we have now?" ”

"Back to the general, there are 10,000 soldiers in the battalion, 6,000 horses, and 20 carts of grain and grass, which is enough to maintain the soldiers' rations for one month." Sitting on the left hand side of Chinar, a middle-aged general reported on the state of the barracks.

"General, the situation is special, why don't you report to the Holy Lord first, and ask him to give us an order to allocate troops and horses?" Vice Admiral Morgan made a suggestion.

"Hmm." Qinar agreed with him: "Inform the Holy Lord of the situation to me tomorrow morning, and wait for him to give his order." ”

After speaking, seeing everyone's tired looks, he said: "You have worked hard tonight to run one more time, it's not too early, and the rest will be talked about tomorrow, let's go back and rest." ”

Many people hurried from the warm bed when they heard the news, and the attentive Qinar told them to go back to rest.

When everyone left, he was left alone in the tent, and Qinar held his forehead with his palms, pressed his ten-fingered temples on his swelling and painful temples, closed his eyes and frowned in deep thought.

He had been awake for almost four months, and since some time ago, he had a constant headache, and he struggled to recall, but could not recall any memories of the past.

He searched his whole body, there was nothing but a fine silk garment, and he racked his brains to find a clue in the clothes, but unfortunately God did not fulfill his wishes, and could not find a single clue.

"General, are you alright?"

A voice of concern suddenly sounded in his ears, and Qinar was surprised, and looked up to meet a rough but kind face.

"Why didn't you leave?"

Morgan grinned and explained: "The subordinates saw that the general was in a cold sweat and looked uncomfortable, and he was worried about you, so he ......... Come back and take a look. Is your headache coming back again? ”

Morgan knew that Qinard had a headache every once in a while, and he didn't know how much it hurt, but he looked at the general who didn't frown at the sword wound in his body, and at that time, his brows tightened every time he was in pain, and he knew that it must be painful.

He was not worried that the general would be alone, and halfway through the walk, his footsteps returned uncontrollably.

"Or ......... My subordinates are looking for a doctor to take a look at you? ”

"No, it's just a little problem, don't bother." Chynar declined.

The reason why he told Morgen the truth in the first place was because he had just entered the barracks, he had forgotten everything in the past, he didn't know anything about Persia, and he needed someone of his own to tell him a lot of things he didn't understand.

The result did not disappoint him, Morgan was honest and trustworthy, and kept the secret of amnesia strictly for him.

"Then you can drink a cup of hot water!"

Don't look at Morgan's rough appearance, his mind is more delicate than many men, he took out an empty cup of water from behind him, poured a full cup of hot water and handed it to Chinar, and then sat down opposite him.

"General, don't you still remember the past?"

Morgan was very interested in the amnesia of Chinar's injury, and at first he was shocked to hear the general talk about the cause and effect, and suspected that the general was joking with him.

He had seen the general have had a few headaches and wanted to help alleviate his pain, but he didn't know how to heal, so he could only stare at each time and could do nothing.