At night, Sun Gu's Yu Linwei also came to the barracks with the imperial doctor of the palace.

It's a pity that the three-day fierce battle has made General Lian Po run out of oil, and even the imperial doctor who carries the precious medicinal materials in the palace can only use the ancestral acupuncture method to make General Lian Po sober up for a while.

Listening to the diagnosis issued by the imperial doctor, Li Mu on the side couldn't help but moisten his eyes!

General Lian Po used his life to delay Da Zhao for three days.

Enduring the sadness in his heart, Li Mu immediately ordered: "Beat the drums, gather the generals! Let everyone come and see off the old general for the last time."

"Yes." The lieutenant immediately bowed down and took the order.

Immediately, in Xinzheng City, which had died down, the drums were beating again!

That's the drumbeat of the Chinese army!

Wang Di, who was far away in the Qin army's barracks, obviously also heard the violent drum beat, and frowned slightly, Wang Di obviously also thought of the possibility of a certain boat, but he didn't take any action.

Without him, the battle at dusk had already told him that a new master had been ushered in in Xinzheng City.

His attempt to take advantage of his illness to kill him has failed.

In this case, what Wang Ji and his Qin army had to do was to attract the attention of the Zhao army and cover for the subsequent appearance of Meng Fu and the coalition army.

Naturally, this night sneak attack was not what he should have done.

The drumbeat in the city continued, and in just one drum, many generals in the city had gathered outside the tent of the Chinese army.

Looking at the adjutant general outside the Chinese military tent, where did the generals not understand.

It was only in this moment that the rain poured down.

The dripping raindrops mercilessly fell on the armor of everyone present, but no one made a sound, no one wiped it, and everyone waited quietly in the rain for the summons.

"Sir, let's get a needle." Listening to the sound of rain, Li Mu bowed to the imperial doctor beside him.

"Okay." The Imperial Doctor, who had been waiting on the side, replied dryly.

Immediately, the long and slender needle of the palm of the hand was carefully pulled out of the bag by the imperial doctor, and slightly burned on the bonfire, and the imperial doctor immediately began to perform the needle.

Soon, under the acupuncture of the imperial doctor, the old general who was in a coma woke up leisurely.

The original pain disappeared, and instead, the old general only felt that there was an inexhaustible strength in his body.

Looking down at the wound wrapped in gauze but still red, and then at the imperial doctor who was collecting his needle, the old general certainly understood that this was the so-called "return to the light".

"How much time do I have left?" The old general's voice immediately sounded, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, not at all as weak as in the daytime.

It's just that the more they listen to this heart-filled voice, everyone's hearts are full of sourness.

"A quarter of an hour." The imperial doctor looked at Li Mu on the side, and replied honestly helplessly.

"Hmm." Lian Po smiled slightly, but didn't say anything more.

"Old General." Li Mu immediately walked to Lian Po's side and whispered, "The last general has already beaten the drum and gathered the generals, old general, let's meet them again."

When Lian Po heard this, he tilted his ears slightly, and then nodded and said, "This is a two-way drum."

"Yes." Li Mu immediately replied.

"Well, that's good, just in time." Lian Po smiled again and said, "Help me to the front tent."

"Yes." Li Mu beside him immediately responded.

Stepping on the drumbeat of the generals, Lian Po soon came to the front tent.

At the same time, the rain outside the tent was getting heavier and heavier.

And there are more and more generals gathered outside the tent, and the atmosphere outside the tent is becoming more and more weird.

The arriving generals understood the situation almost instantly, and one by one silently walked to their positions, quietly waiting for the final order of their commander.

The rain slid down, silently washing away the blood-colored armor.

Finally, with a burst of thunder flashing in the air, the second drum was finished!

Adjutant general

After counting the personnel a little, he immediately opened the door curtain, walked in front of General Lian Po in three steps and two steps, clenched his hands into fists, and a choked voice sounded immediately: "Old general, all the generals above the captain of the big army have been assembled!"

Hearing this, Lian Po shook his head lightly, and then said, "Wait, three-way drum!"

After the three-way drum is finished, the crowd will sign up to enter, which is a formal ceremony.

The adjutant general, of course, understands, it's just ......

Of course, Lian Po knew what the lieutenant general was worried about, so he smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, I can still hold on."

When the adjutant general heard this, tears flowed uncontrollably in his eyes.

Not only the deputy general, but even Li Mu on the side couldn't help but burst into tears.

It's just that, compared with the deputy general, Li Mu obviously understands General Lian Po's mind better: the army is always the first place in General Lian Po's heart, even if he is about to return to the world, General Lian Po is still unwilling to break the rules of the army because of himself.

Even at the last moment of his life, the old general still has to protect the army he loves so much.

"Do what the old general said, after the three-way drum is over, the generals will sign up." Li Mu immediately commanded.

"Yes." Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, the deputy general turned around and rushed out of the Chinese military tent, facing the generals in the rain, and ordered: "The old general has an order, the three links are finished, and the generals sign up to enter!"

A roar came out, and the generals bowed down violently: "Old general!"

In the rumbling sound, the raindrops became more and more urgent with the third drum beat.

Lian Po, who was sitting on the main seat, tried hard to listen to the deep drum beat, but before he knew it, his eyes gradually became hazy, and his body, which was originally full of strength, gradually became heavy.

Yes, with the passage of time, the vitality continues to pass, and the various functions of the body will also dissipate.

General Lian Po naturally understood, but he still tried to sit on the main seat, quietly waiting for the drums to finish, trying to open his eyes, to see the army he loved so much, and to look at the soldiers under his command again.

"Knock, knock, knock......"

A drumbeat like thunder, accompanied by a pouring rain, rang fiercely in everyone's hearts.

The red eyes looked up at the big tent of the Chinese army in front of them, and through the heavy rain curtain and heavy curtains, everyone seemed to have seen General Lian Po, sitting upright on the main seat, like a monument.

I never thought that one day, the generals would be disgusted that the drums of this gathering of generals were too long!

Boom......

Finally, when the last drum was finished, the sound of a whimpering horn was heard.

"After the three-way drum is finished, everyone will sign up to enter!"

Xu found the confusion in the old general's eyes, and Li Mu in the tent immediately ordered loudly outside the tent.

"The last general, the adjutant general of the army, Zhang Li, meet the general." The lieutenant general signed up and entered the Tao without giving up.

"The last general, Captain Leng ."

"The last general, the throne."

......

A general named Zhao Jun reported his name one by one, and then entered the Zhongzhun account.

In a few moments, the tent was already full.

Before he had time to wipe the rain off his body, all the generals fell to the ground in unison: "The last general, I've seen the general!"

The sound was so strong that it drowned out the pouring rain and the whimpering trumpets outside the curtain.

Lian Po took a deep breath and tried to open his eyes to the widest, trying to take another look at his group of old subordinates.

It's a pity that although his pupils are already a little dilated, even if Lian Po opens his eyes to the maximum, he still can't even see Li Mu beside him clearly.

If you can't see clearly, you can't see clearly! It doesn't matter anymore.

Lian Po calmly accepted this fact, but fortunately, their appearance one by one had already been engraved in his mind.

Lian Po, who already knew that his time was running out, then slowly spit out a word from the dantian: "Up!"

And with the spit out of the word "Qi", Lian Po has always been on a pale face

However, there was a hint of redness again, and everyone didn't understand that this was the last return to light!

"No!" Everyone gritted their steel teeth and agreed in unison.

Looking at the blurred shadow in front of him, Lian Po adjusted his posture slightly, took a deep breath, and said with all the strength of his body: "My king is not a minister, but a large army, attacking Yingchuan, against the Qin army. However, the general did not notice and strayed into the trap of the Qin army, causing the army to be in danger! It's all a mistake!"

"General!" All the generals hurriedly said in unison.

What the generals want to say, how could Lian Po not know. Lian Po knew that Zhao Wangkuo would never blame himself for such a thing, after all, no one would have thought that Qin Jun would appear so suddenly and resolutely.

What's more, Lian Po has already made up for his mistakes with his life.

But as the main general, in this battle, Lian Po undoubtedly made mistakes. In the final analysis, Lian Po underestimated the old opponent opposite.

It was precisely because of his slightly inferior behavior that he lost more than half of the elite of the 3,000 cavalry, and he almost died on the battlefield.

Although he dragged the Qin army with his life, there is no doubt that with the arrival of Li Mu, the king's plan will also be broken.

The initiative on the battlefield may also be handed over to the Qin army.

This is undoubtedly a disadvantage. And this consequence must and can only be borne by him, the lord of the army.

Not for anything else, just to be able to calm the hearts of the generals and successors. To answer very simply, he was responsible, and what he wanted to hand over to his successor Li Mu was a "clean" Zhao Jun who had no criminal record and did not need to "make meritorious contributions".

Only in this way can the Zhao army under his command let go of his burden and better cope with the next battle!

"Ben's time is running out!" Lian Po raised his right hand with difficulty, signaling everyone not to interrupt him.

As soon as these words came out, the lieutenants below were already in tears: even in the last moments of his life, the general still protected his men with his broad arms.

"All the gentlemen should follow General Li Mu to attack the Qin army together, so as to help my Great Zhao for ten thousand years." Lian Po looked around at the generals and slowly said the last prayer in his heart.

"Willing to help me Da Zhao, ten thousand years!" The generals immediately followed Li Muqi and bowed in unison.

Listening to the call of "ten thousand years", Lian Po finally put his mind at ease, and what followed was a bleak emptiness.

Tilting his head slightly, General Lian Po muttered: "Your Majesty, the old minister can no longer fight on the battlefield for you, Your Majesty, ......

"Old General!"

"Old General......