Hot tears welled up from Li Jiao's eyes.

Grief and indignation, my heart was overflowing, I couldn't bear it anymore, Li Jiao let out a cry.

From laughing to crying, it's all because of unwillingness.

Why did Da Liang, who he fought for, become like that?

Why would the emperor, whom he swore allegiance to, obey the words of the traitor?

He left this life, but the commander of Shi Wei, who had died in battle, and so many soldiers, were they willing to see such a great coolness underground? Is it blind to death?

He hates!

I hate it so much!

This kind of hatred is completely different from hatred for enemy generals.

On the contrary, Li Jiao could understand Qin Yin and Lin Fan's thoughts.

One is a veteran who has followed and fought for decades before the Zhou people established the dynasty, and the other is a lone seedling who has been left behind by three generations of loyal martyrs, grandfather and father died on the way out, and their resistance is enough to show their disappointment.

Even such loyal and brave people can be beaten into thieves, and the chaos of the Zhou people's court can be seen.

With Da Liang, fifty steps and one hundred steps, no one should laugh at anyone.

Li Ji wiped his face heavily, and he got up from the ground, the shackles on his feet clattering with his steps.

He walked up to Lin Fan and held the iron rod of the cell door with both hands.

He looked at Lin Fan deeply, and asked for a long time, "Wave the master to the east?" Can you do it? ”

"Yes," Lin Fan replied word by word, "it must be done as well." ”

"Aren't you afraid that the emperor of your Zhou people will take your widowed mother as a hostage?" Li Ji asked.

"I'm afraid," Lin Fan replied, "but as far as I know, my mother has left the capital with the help of my aunt, and I don't know where she is, but I know that she is waiting for me to go back and pick her up." ”

Li Jiao asked again: "How do you know that the next person sitting on the dragon chair is a good emperor?" ”

"Who knows?" Lin Fan hid his hand and said, "But both I and General Li know that now our emperor and your emperor have gone astray. ”

Li Jiao was stunned for a moment, and laughed with tears in his eyes: "What about the people of Xizhou?" ”

"We don't even kill prisoners," Lin Fan said, "how can we move ordinary people?" ”

With his forehead against the iron rod, Li Jiao took a deep breath and spit it out again, full of depression in his chest.

"You give me a pen and paper," Li Jiao said, "Yu Bai, the general of Xizhou, is a good friend of me, he was once a member of Shi Wei's father's command, and I wrote a letter to him, as for whether he can listen to it, I don't guarantee it." ”

Lin Fan saluted: "General Li is willing to persuade him to surrender, and I am grateful." ”

Qin Luan got out of the cell, went to get a set of pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, and sent them back to the prison.

Li Ji took it, sat cross-legged on the ground, and wrote a long letter.

While writing, tears welled up.

Tears dripped down the paper, stained with ink, and melted again.

Stopping the pen and drying it, Li Jiao handed the letter to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan and Qin Luan saluted again and walked out.

Behind them, Li Jiao's howling and crying.

The cry was sad, like the wind and Xiaoxiao, Qin Luan heard it all in his heart, not to mention Li Jiao himself.

Such is the collapse of faith.

Everything that was once unwavering is now "worthless", as if those days and nights of fighting for it have become a joke.

However, if a person is still alive, he must continue to walk.

Standing up in a bloody body, the joke is someone else's, and it is always yourself who is worthy of people.

Lin Fan and Qin Luan returned to the big tent.

He handed over Li Jie's letter of persuasion to the Marquis of Yongning.

Hearing the news, Feng Zhong and Liu Ben hurried over and read the letter.

This letter from Li Jiao is very long.

His writing was also large, so that he had more than a dozen pieces of paper.

In the letter, he recalled the experience of practicing martial arts and training with like-minded friends in the early years, counted the battles he had experienced, and focused on the defeat of Yushakou.

What is the back wave of the Yangtze River pushing the front wave, he can be regarded as having realized that defeat is a reasonable thing.

After being captured, he waited for the news that Mingsha Pass had been lost.

What made him even more sad was the chaos in the DPRK and China.

Although Xizhou is difficult to attack, the Zhou people are determined to conquer it to the end, even if it is a long-term siege, they will not give up the only chance to break the city after more than ten years.

The hearts of the people in the Great Liang Dynasty are scattered, and Xizhou is stubborn, and it will also come to the day when the arrow is exhausted.

It is better to surrender Kaesong, so that the people will not suffer this suffering.

After reading it, Feng Zhong let out a long sigh.

What is the word crying blood, that's it.

The ink spots moistened by tears are not the blood dripping from the heart.

Being able to force a loyal, brave and benevolent man like Li Jiao to help the enemy army persuade him to surrender shows the scars in his heart.

The emperor of Xiliang and those ministers are really not doing anything!

Thinking of this, Feng Zhong quietly glanced at Yongning Hou, then at Lin Fan, and quickly took his gaze back.

The decree......

What is going on?

Feng Zhong couldn't help it, and let out another long sigh.

"I hope that Yu Bai can understand the distress and mood in Li Jiao's letter," Feng Zhong said, "Open the city gate early." ”

After all, no matter how easy it is to defend and difficult to attack, the city will always be a city, and there will be many people in the city.

To live, people need to eat and drink.

If Da Zhou doesn't care about the gains and losses, he only swallows Xizhou City, anyway, Xiliang has no intention of rescuing, and just besieging the city and cutting off the water can consume the whole city to death.

It's just that if there is a glimmer of possibility, no one wants to go that far.

The siege of the city is always a "notoriety", and it will also make the people here disgusted.

As a border town, the most important thing that cannot be lost is the people's heart.

Otherwise, even if it is attacked for a while, a half-dead city, and the people who want to revolt anytime and anywhere, will be a big trouble for the court and the garrison.

The quicker the battle, the more advantageous.

Put the letter of surrender into an envelope and Feng Zhong took it to Mingsha Pass first.

Liu Ben also went to prepare, and when there were no outsiders in the tent, Fang Cai came in with a smoke.

"The little one has seen the second lady and the eldest son," he said, "and after exchanging news, they asked the little one to reply, saying that there is no need to worry, they will settle down, and they will actively inquire about the situation, and it is said that Mrs. Hou and they should also be on the way here." ”

Yongning Hou bowed his head, and said to Qin Luan: "It's not too early, hurry up and rest, tomorrow at dawn, follow your father and Lin Xiaozi to Mingsha Pass." ”

Qin Luan responded.

After driving for so long, I originally thought that I was tired.

Now you don't have to travel day and night, and you don't have to worry about the conditions on the road, so you can get a good night's sleep.

It's a pity that after lying down for a long time, Qin Luan didn't feel sleepy.

When she was still in the capital, she had thought about what this place looked like, the city wall, and the lonely moon, but when she really set foot on this land, she hadn't had a chance to take a good look.

On the first night of the Flying Gate, she didn't sleep for a long time.

Early the next morning, Qin Luan took the reins and turned over on his horse.

The morning light was behind them, and they rode their horses all the way west.

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