On the surface, he scratched the back of his head: "She wants to die, of course she won't let us find out. Well? What's on the table?"

There seemed to be another ball of paper on the table, wet and mushy.

"Look." He Chunhua exhaled a breath of anger, "Hong Chengluo sent a letter again."

He Lingchuan opened the paper ball and saw that it was indeed still the handwriting of the last time:

"I hope to return my wife's body."

Through the back of the paper, it is obvious that the letter writer is also full of depression.

"What is Daddy going to do, is it still going to be?"

He Chunhua was silent for a while before waving his hand: "Let's do it back."

He Lingchuan answered, and was about to withdraw, when He Chunhua suddenly asked, "You say, why did she do this!"

"I ......"

Before He Lingchuan could speak, He Chunhua was angry and continued: "It's just a peace talk! Success, no success! I don't want her life, I don't want her man's life, I'm going to let her go after three months, she's so fierce and so resolute, why! 「

"This should be ......" He Lingchuan thought for a moment, "It has nothing to do with Daddy, right?"

He Chunhua's eyes widened: "It has nothing to do with me?"

Nothing to do with him? Then why did Ah Jin choose to commit suicide at that time!

"She probably doesn't want to drag Hong Chengluo down anymore, and she will be a hundred dead when she dies." He Lingchuan said, "Didn't she say to Hong Chengluo, from now on, the sky is high and the birds will fly."

Ah Jin is the rope that tied Hong Chengluo, and when the rope broke, he was truly free.

"It's just during the peace talks!" He Chunhua's roar spread almost for two miles, "Just when the negotiation is about to be completed!"

In fact, he knew that Hong Chengluo only brought Dong Rui with him this time, not the army, and he had the intention of compromise. In other words, he He Chunhua's plan is correct and can be successful.

It's just close, almost done!

The woman was deliberately trying to spoil him.

He Lingchuan was silent.

It was the first time he saw He Chunhua so hysterical, which was really a little surprising.

Dad has always been a humble gentleman and personable.

He Chunhua walked back and forth a few times, as if he had dissipated half of his anger with a few roars.

After a while, he returned to normal and said to his son, "You say, what can he do to make General Zhao suffer defeat?"

This is the condition that Hong Chengluo made when he negotiated with him, although it sounded unreliable, He Chunhua couldn't help but have doubts at this time.

Hong Chengluo, that person, shouldn't be untargeted?

Fang Cai discussed with Zhao Pan, but there was no result, Zhao Pan also laughed and said that it was impossible.

"My son doesn't know."

He Chunhua rubbed his temples and said, "General Zhao and I have agreed that the whole battalion will be on guard in the next few days. If you're fine, don't run around."

Now that it had happened, no matter how angry he was, he had to guard against his opponent's retaliation.

"Yes."

He Lingchuan withdrew from the tent, planted two torches on the carriage where the body was placed, thought about it and put the comb next to Ah Jin's pillow, and then ordered the guards to take the carriage to the edge of the woodland, and then jerked the horse stocks.

The horses ran into the woods, and soon the light of the torches was extinguished.

After more than a dozen breaths, even the sound of the horse's hooves clattering disappeared into the darkness.

He Lingchuan looked in that direction for a while, and he knew that Hong Chengluo had already received Ah Jin.

The couple is finally reunited.

The face was cold, a few droplets of water fell, and the sound of dripping all around.

The rain is coming again.

……

Baiming Valley.

The fire was raging in the huge cave, and Hong Chengluo watched his lover's figure being engulfed in flames, his face expressionless.

The Xunzhou ranger stood behind him, not daring to say a word.

It was not until dawn that the fire burned out.

Hong Chengluo stepped forward to pick up the ashes, put them in the jar and put them away, whispering softly, as if to comfort her. He wanted to bring his wife home, not bury her alone in a foreign country.

Wu Qing was also by his side, sweating on his forehead all the time, but it was not good to wipe it often.

From time to time, he peeked at Hong Chengluo in front of him.

Hong Cheng put away the ashes altar slightly, and suddenly turned his head to him and said, "I have already taken away Ah Jin's Han Jiusan, why is she still there? You gave it to her again?"

It's coming, and I can't hide from it. Wu Qing didn't care about his figure, and knelt on the ground with a plop: "General, I don't understand either! Whatever she said, I told the truth!"

Ah Jin begged him for medicine last time and told him to stop talking. How dare Wu Qing? As soon as I turned around, I still reported to Hong Chengluo. Hong Chengluo immediately went to Ah Jin and searched for Han Yusan.

It stands to reason that this is all right.

Hong Chengluo gritted his teeth and gurgled.

Wu Qing suddenly remembered something, and immediately said, "Ah, the elixir given by the Frost Leaf National Master, Madame has already taken it several times. Could it be, she...... Can she actually move? 「

Ah Jin was originally paralyzed from the neck down, and could only scratch his fingers a few times. Hong Chengluo didn't think much about taking her Han Jiusan, because if no one helped, she couldn't put the medicine in her mouth at all.

But after Wu Qing's reminder, he also understood.

Frost Leaf National Master's medicine has already taken effect, she may be able to do it!

So she asked Hong Chengluo to take most of the cold dove and secretly hid a few small grains by herself.

Thinking of this, Hong Chengluo's eyes were hot again.

The medicine of the Frost Leaf National Master can really cure her, her illness is obviously improving, but in the end she still chooses to die!

She paved the way for him with her life!

Wu Qing felt that the murderous aura on Hong Chengluo's body was getting stronger and stronger, and he was so shocked that he couldn't stand on his knees.

Hong Cheng glared at the back of his head, resisting the urge to swing the knife.

Rubbish! If it weren't for this administration, Ah Jin would still be alive now. He clenched his fist hard, and slowly released it, hiding the hatred in his eyes deeply. Wu Qing was a heavy subordinate of the Frost Leaf National Master, so he was killed like this, and it was difficult for him to explain when he went back to Bega.

The sweat on Wu Qing's forehead dripped to the ground: "The subordinates made a big mistake, and it is difficult to redeem death, please punish General Hong!"

He confessed that he had "made a big mistake", but he was by no means "killing his wife". Ah Jin's death is her personal will.

Hong Cheng exhaled a long breath: "Remember, I'll be punished later." I'm going to ask you to do something first."

Wu Qing is currently the only link between him and the Bejia Kingdom, he is alone in the rear of the Kite Army to lead the Xunzhou rangers to make trouble, and the assistance from the Nian Praise Ceremony and the Bejia Kingdom is particularly important.

"General, please!" Wu Qing's hanging heart was put down, and let him do something, but he didn't plan to kill him.

"I want to meet with the New Year's Celebration." Hong Cheng said coldly, "You go and arrange it." I told him that I had a way to help him achieve his goal and land on the south bank of the Han River."

Well? Wu Qing was stunned, is there such a way?

They have been monitoring the kite camp for many days, and Zhao Pan is still very good at managing the army and deploying it, otherwise the footsteps of the Xunzhou people going south will not be blocked north of the Han River.

Now Hong Chengluo said that he can easily break this situation?

"Questions?" Hong Cheng glanced at him and didn't move.

Wu Qing hurriedly said, "My subordinates will do it immediately!" Ignoring the pouring rain outside the cave, he rushed out.

How to brave the torrential rain and floods to contact the other side, the time has come to test him, anyway, it must be done.

At this time, it is better to be rained than to stay by Hong Chengluo's side.

……

Five hours later.

Hong Chengluo took Dong Rui's strange bird and flew over the turbulent river to the Xunzhou camp on the opposite bank.

Although the flood first encroached on the south bank, the people of Xunzhou still evacuated the north bank very cautiously, and also retreated nearly 200 zhang away.

Fire and water are ruthless, and it is not a burden that human beings can bear.

Dong Rui's strange bird is also not suitable for flying in this kind of weather, but fortunately, it also has the assistance of light body technique, which can barely fly a short distance.

It landed in front of the Xunzhou camp, Hong Cheng jumped down slightly, and saw that the camp was heavily defended, but there was a kind of weather.

As soon as he landed here, several horses rushed out of the camp: "The name of the person who came!"

"Hung."

These men gave up a horse, apparently having been instructed in advance, "General Hong, please, we young adults will wait in the tent."

Hong Cheng got on his horse and followed, and the strange bird shrunk into the size of a crow, stopped on his shoulder and shook his head.

This scene is not common, and everyone looks twice.

After that, Hong Chengluo was introduced all the way to the big tent of the Chinese army.

Someone was already leaning against the door and looking at him, and when they saw him approaching, regardless of the pouring rain, they stepped forward and grabbed the reins and laughed: "General Hong, don't come to harm!"

"Nian, long time gone." Hong Chengluo stretched out his hand to high-five him, jumped off the horse, and entered the account together.

This person has a white face and long eyebrows, and his eyebrows are three points similar to Nian Songyu.

After he switched to the Northern Demon Kingdom, the Bejia Kingdom still appointed him as the pastor of Xunzhou and the leader of the military and government.

The two sat down, and immediately had their own soldiers serve hot tea and dry towels for them to wipe their faces and water.

Nian Zanli said enthusiastically, "Have you ever eaten? We have a slain lamb today, and it is very young."

He and Hong Chengluo don't know each other, in the past he guarded the northern border of the Kite Country, and Hong Chengluo was the commander of the Bejia Kingdom, and they each led their troops to fight on the border, and he also suffered a loss.

Hearing Wu Qing say that Hong Chengluo asked to meet, he attached great importance to it.

Hong Cheng took a sip of hot tea: "Thank you, but you don't have to. I took the liberty to come to the young man to discuss something."

This man really went straight to the point. Nian Zanli raised his eyebrows, and then listened to Hong Chengluo continue: "Zhao Pan on the other side has already received 10,000 stone of military rations. The person who personally led the Xiazhou grain transportation team to the front line was He Chunhua, the new governor of Xiazhou. Do you know this news?"

The smile on Nian Zanli's face slowly retracted: "I heard about it."

He Chunhua has been on the front line for several days. He has a grudge against this person for killing his son, which is another reason to kill the kite army and level Xiazhou.

"Lord Nian has been confronting Zhao Pan on the north bank of the Han River for nearly two months, do you plan to attack when you want?"

There was a faint implication of this remark, and the New Year's Praise Ceremony should not have been heard: "It was originally scheduled to end at the end of the flood season. Zhao Pan put all his kung fu on defense, did not go out lightly, did not rush in, threw bait at him and did not eat, and only blindly stationed in the village."

Combined with the Hanhe moat, it is indeed difficult for him to attack the south bank.

He paused: "However, the kite army has a hard wound, and it is difficult to maintain it because of the lack of clothes and food all day long, and we may be able to take it lightly if we stay up for a while." How rotten is the inside of the kite country, and the New Year's Praise Ceremony knows better than others. No matter how strong Zhao Pan is, some of the Manchu monarchs and ministers are holding him back. The logistics supply of the kite army has always been a big flaw, and when it comes to protracted warfare, the advantage lies in me.

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