"My lord, it's not good, Fodal is coming in!"

Zhao Jinshu, the general of the defending army, rushed over in a dusty body, Xu was in a hurry, and the armor on his body was covered with dust, and there was no light.

Xiao Junjie was holding a dagger that had just ended a life, and he was wiping the blood stains on it with a fine silk silk.

"What's the hurry? Let him come in. ”

He also had a handwritten letter from his father, which he wanted to hand over to the former enemy general Fodar. Anyway, the city of Yanbao will have to be handed over sooner or later, so he is too lazy to spend energy on the defense of the troops.

"It's a cold and humid climate, and it's not much fun to keep it. Lord Zhao packed up his body, how can he not be too cold when the guests come, wear neat clothes, and follow me to the front to welcome the guests. ”

Zhao Jinshu listened to the words of the noble young master of the General's Mansion, not only couldn't accept the meaning of the words he had just heard for a while, but his eyes saw the corpse that was killed by a knife in front of him.

Xiao Junjie ignored Lord Zhao, who was anxious and frightened, this kind of ignorant people didn't deserve to follow behind him at all, but now that there was no one around, he reluctantly let him follow to see the world.

After speaking, Xiao Junjie prepared to go back to the room to change his clothes, this snow-white robe was first stained with Xiao Junyan's blood, and now he was splashed with his own blood. It's dirty, and it smells disgusting.

He Shuwei, the general of the town guard who was temporarily replaced by Xiao Junkun after he was escorted away, was also exhausted at this time, and he was also hit by an arrow feather fired by the enemy during hand-to-hand combat, but fortunately there was no poison on it, otherwise his life would not be guaranteed.

He anxiously ordered the guards to go into the city to find Xiao Junjie, hoping that he could get out in time when the enemy army had not yet occupied Yanbao, while he himself called the soldiers who could still fight and the enemy army of Yiguo who were surrounded by the city gate to fight to the death, so as to buy more time to give the people in the city a chance to escape.

As the blood blurred his vision, he recalled the words he had heard when he was summoned into General Xiao's tent, when he was so young, full of ambition but nowhere to perform.

It was General Xiao who gave him the opportunity to take charge of the armor of a party, and let him become a general from a small soldier.

He has participated in a lot of battles large and small, and he has encountered all the difficult circumstances, but this is the first time he has seen such a strange battlefield as now.

The soldiers on their side only have those close to them who are resisting with their lives, and the rest seem to have not done their best, retreating while fighting, obviously their own side has the upper hand and retreats to the battlefield step by step, and the enemy army seems to be afraid, except for the vanguard troops, the follow-up forces have preserved at least half of their strength steadily.

Generally speaking, after breaking through the city gate, there is a bloody battle, and this time unless he faces a trick used by a cunning military advisor, if not, there is another hidden situation. According to He Shuwei's understanding of Fodar, it should be the latter reason.

Han San, who was far away in the capital, sat in the imperial study, looking at the war book that came back from the frontier, his brows furrowed.

Suddenly, the voice of Xiao Guizi came from outside the door.

"The slave knocks on the Queen Mother."

"Is the emperor inside?"

It was the voice of the Queen Mother.

Then footsteps rang out, and the door opened from the outside.

Han San watched the Queen Mother get closer and closer step by step, and suddenly felt a little tired and didn't want to pretend to be a filial son anymore and got up to greet him, he sat on the chair behind the desk, leaned his body on the back of the chair relaxedly, closed his eyes and waited.

"What's wrong with the emperor? Why do you think that your complexion has been much worse recently, is it because the state work has made the emperor tired? ”

There was alienation in the hypocritical caring tone, and the Queen Mother stood in front of the desk and picked up the letters scattered on the table.

"What's the use of arguing with General Xiao in the early days? You haven't been on the battlefield, so how do you know who to send to support? In my opinion, you are arranged by General Xiao, and it is useless to worry about it here alone. ”

Han San opened his eyes and stared at the Queen Mother, his face expressionless as if he hadn't heard what her old man had just said, and he didn't answer.

"The mourning family is all for the emperor's good, some things should be handed over to whoever should be done, and you have to make up your own mind about everything, and this emperor may not be too cumbersome."

The Queen Mother didn't care if she couldn't hear an answer, so she made her meaning clear and prepared to go out.

This was the last chance she gave Han San, if she didn't understand such an obvious hint and had to go against herself, then don't blame her for being ruthless and not leaving him a way out.

"Queen Mother's ......"

Han San called the Queen Mother, who had already walked to the door,

"Is power really that important to you?"

What he wants to ask is that even if she is not her biological child, but the appearance of motherhood and filial piety that she has made over the years has been shown to the people of the world, has she ever been sincere and soft, and regarded herself as her son, will it make her hesitate when faced with a choice.

"As a woman, when her husband and her son are dead, the only thing she can rely on is it. You say, is it important to me? ”

The Queen Mother's back formed a strange shadow under the bright sunlight outside the door, Han San couldn't see her expression when he sat on the chair, he could only see her figure gradually clumped behind her always tall back, and the golden light reflected from the phoenix crown made her body disproportionately weak.

"It's been ten years since I called you my mother."

Han San looked at the old woman, and still remembered the way she took the civil and military officials to pick herself up from the dilapidated palace.

At that time, she looked at herself with tenacious eyes, as if the future of the Great Banner Country and her future were in her hands, and she was her only support. And that sense of need, Han San, who has been ignored, began to feel that he was important.

He is not for the people of the world, not for his own supreme dignity, just to fulfill the expectations of a woman, from ignorance to skillfully dealing with all kinds of difficulties in the court, he has put in more effort than he has ever lived before, learning how to be a qualified emperor, learning how to get along with his relatives.

However, no matter how much effort he tried, in the end he understood that the Queen Mother was only going to use his hand to rule the empire, and as far as she was concerned, as long as he could obey his words and be an obedient puppet, it was enough.

"My son died on the battlefield a long time ago."

Han San's words did not move the Queen Mother, on the contrary, she felt even more resentful, she resented the husband who sent her only son to the battlefield, and resented Han San who replaced her son to sit on the throne, so if Han San couldn't listen to herself, she had to go her own way, she would replace her son and wear the crown herself.