Four thousand!

The million-strong master he built by himself back then is now only 4,000 ......

Xin Zhuo looked up at the starry sky and was silent for a while before he said in a hoarse voice: "How many generals have died in battle?"

Song Lao Chu sighed: "In the two great battles of Heifengkou and Jiangkou in the Northern Cangguo, Jiang Man'er, Jiang Thirteen, Jiang Yuxi and Helian Sheng died in battle!"

In the first battle of the Black Dragon Grassland, Yu Chi Jun, Wei Chi Shuozhen, and Tuoba defeated the enemy.

In the first battle of the Beicang Imperial City, he was killed in the battle of Toss Kun.

Attacking Nanli, Bai Fengpo fought in the first battle, and six family masters including Chi Shuo Maru Lie and Toss Jiao died in battle!

Subsequently, Lin Haotian, Jiang Guen, Feng Sanbao, and Song Qiqi died in battle!

In the first battle of the Nanli Imperial City, the third master Jiang Hu and the four sons and seven concubines were all killed!

In the recent battle of Dongyi, in fact, there are not many old people left in the Western Qin, and Zhang Guangpu, Sun Miaoer, Li Juguan and others have all died in the battle......"

Song Lao Chu's words were like a steel knife, poking Xin Zhuo's heart.

These people are just a string of cold names in Song Lao Chu, but in his memory, they are a group of living people with some flesh, temper, and ideas.

It is the memory of his years in the land of bitterness, when he was bored, and he missed it bitterly.

Today, it is a yin and yang.

He turned his head and asked in a numb and sluggish voice, "Who is still alive, you tell me, who is still alive?"

"Your Highness is angry!"

Song Lao Chu's eyes were red: "Bai Xuanji led the last 4,000 remnants of Western Qin, and he was still fighting under the Dongyi Imperial City, and Yan Xuanzong was nowhere to be found.

Taixungong, Yusiliu and his ministers led Li Xiyue and Murong Yunxi into the imperial court...... Official! Almost...... That's it! ”

Xin Zhuo's voice became even hoarse: "Why do you have to listen to Ji Yingyue, have you forgotten everything I taught you at the beginning?"

He thought that Ji Yingyue's wrist was good, but he didn't expect that the entire Xiqin would be pinched by her and buried for her ambition!

Song Lao Chu was silent for a long time, and did not hide it at all: "The princess said that this is His Royal Highness's last wish before his death, as long as the world is unified, His Royal Highness can be posthumously crowned as the emperor, and the Jiang family can enjoy wealth forever, and the princess has cooperated with Confucianism, Confucianism has become the state religion of the Great Zhou, and Confucian disciples are all over the military and political affairs of Western Qin, which is enough to convince everyone!"

Xin Zhuo closed his eyes and took a deep breath for a while, and said, "What about Cui Ying'er?"

Song Lao Chu's eyes showed a puzzled look: "They didn't participate, they returned to Fulong Mountain earlier, but last year, they ...... Suddenly they all disappeared, and no one knew where they had gone! ”

Xin Zhuo felt better, and asked, "What about the maids around me?"

"They are not involved in any military politics!" Song Lao Chu pondered for a moment, "The other ministers don't know, but the bear's paw and sweet potato follow the Queen Mother, that is, Her Royal Highness's mother, the eldest princess of the Qin Kingdom......"

sighed, "It's just that they are with the Queen Mother, as if they were ...... Imprisoned in the Hall of Immortals! ”

"Why?" Xin Zhuo looked at him with a cold voice.

Song Lao Chu smiled bitterly: "The queen mother stopped everything about the princess, and the princess joined forces to serve the Immortal Palace, the Taiping Palace, the heavenly machine, the red flower, and the gods, and I didn't know what to do, so I had to temporarily imprison the queen mother!"

Cautiously glanced at Xin Zhuo's face, and continued: "The Queen Mother will be fine, and now the Jiang family is also very safe, the queen is the daughter of the Jiang family, Jiang Yugui is the king of Xiqin County, the old lady doesn't care about anything, and the four princesses including Princess Beihai and Princess Zheng are in charge, and they are more stable than ever!"

Xin Zhuo looked at the buildings in the city, and finally asked, "Where are Huang Taigai, Li Guangling, and Jiang Yong?"

Song Lao Chu replied: "The three of them have been away together for more than two years, and I don't know where they went!"

Xin Zhuo stopped talking, Song Lao Chu had nothing to say, and the two monarchs and ministers in the past silently watched the lights of ten thousand homes.

After a long time, Xin Zhuo said, "Go get some wine and food!"

The wine is the time-honored brand "Strong Wind" in Fufeng City, and the dish is the stewed boiled in Li Kee Braised Goods Store.

Xin Zhuo drank the strong wind, still the same taste back then, rough but mellow, and said: "The wine is pure and fragrant, and the person is the old good, this person, once he has developed a habit of drinking old wine, he doesn't want to drink other wine, and it's the same with others!"

Song Lao Chu smiled bitterly and said, "Your Highness must have experienced a lot of things over the years!"

"Not much!" Xin Zhuo took a sip, "Not as much as you." ”

Song Lao Chu sighed lightly: "The minister knows that His Highness must be angry, but has His Highness ever thought about what is the mission of a professional soldier in Western Qin?" It was a war, and His Royal Highness's original intention in forming the Western Qin Army was to sweep the Quartet. You are gone, they can't be idle, and Western Qin can't always keep so many troops, either continue to conquer, or unload their armor and return to the field. They have always taken dying on the battlefield and shrouding horses as their life goals!

What you have to do, the soldiers can't understand, they only know that you are gone, they need to conquer, right or wrong, these four countries were all defeated by Western Qin, this is the record of Western Qin, and the history books can't cover it up. ”

"Perhaps...... What you said is right, I have always been stuck in the expansion of territory, the struggle for kingship and the pursuit of martial arts. ”

Xin Zhuo smiled and patted the wine jar: "I'm still thinking, this wine is still the wine of the year, but I'm afraid that the person who made the wine is no longer the person he was back then, and some things have to be discussed after all!"

"This ...... Is there a difference? Song Lao Chu asked boldly.

"There's a big difference!" Xin Zhuo took a sip of the wine in the jar and patted him on the shoulder, "Old Song, you are so self-conscious!" ”

Song Laochu's body trembled slightly: "You really can't go back?"

"You should ask the dead soldiers!"

Xin Zhuo got up and stepped forward, disappearing into the night sky in the blink of an eye.

"Your Highness!"

Song Lao Chu knelt on the ground, looked up to the sky and hissed: "The minister understands, the minister has the trust of His Royal Highness, and it is not a pity to die, I am willing to hang the crown and leave, and never stain the Great Zhou again!"

There was no response in the night sky.

……

The autumn sun is blazing.

The green mountains and green waters of the Dongyi country have lost their lustre, the tribes and cities that have been devastated by the war are dilapidated, and the people of the Dongyi country who have fled along the way are full of cross-dressed, unhurried clothes and families.

A look of broken mountains and rivers and fluttering winds.

Xin Zhuo's footsteps were not too fast, but since he left Fufeng Mansion, there was no expression on his face.

Things in the world, the plan can't catch up with the changes, when he left, he had already done a lot of tricks just in case, for the sake of Xiqin can be described as painstaking, but he didn't expect this kind of ending.

He thought that Ji Yingyue would toss, but he didn't expect that she would use the Western Qin soldiers to pacify the world.

He thought that the Western Qin soldiers were becoming more and more ambitious, but he didn't expect that they would also be willing to conquer!

It's like he thought he would come out soon after entering the mountain, but he ended up stumbling for several years.

Isn't all this due to luck?

Xi Qin is gone, the third uncle, Jiang Man'er and other veterans are gone, and he, Jiang Yuqing, is no longer the king of Qin!

Xi Qin's luck has dispersed.

He didn't have the heart to fight again.

This really confirms that in the sea of suffering, those speculations and prophecies, power and wealth are like a mirror, empty and empty.

It's just that...... Unwilling!

It's just that...... It's still a little sad.

What will those brave soldiers, those loyal soldiers, think before they die?

Should I give them an explanation?

According to the Prophet's Temple and various conjectures, there are still two months of martial arts prosperity coming!

Everything is unknown! It's better to hide and watch the sky change, but before that, he needs to do something, he needs to correct the name of the sons and daughters of Western Qin, and ask for an explanation.

He looked ahead, and there was the Imperial City of Dongyi Kingdom.

……

The imperial city of Dongyi is the cold capital, bordering the three tribes of Dongyi in the east and the endless sea in the south.

This is the holy land of dozens of large tribes, hundreds of small tribes and hundreds of millions of people in Dongyi Kingdom, and it is the supreme city of Dongyi, but at this moment, the last 300,000 Dongyi elites guarding it have been destroyed, and the Zhou army outside the city is overwhelmed.

The twilight of the empire was desolate and tragic, but it also inspired the determination of the remnants and nobles of the Dongyi Kingdom to die.

Siege warfare in progress.

Hundreds of thousands of records of the Great Zhou Palace's front army, the Shence army and the Tianwu army attacked wildly, and the black pressure was like ants.

But the most dangerous place, the most tenacious part of the resistance of the Dongyi Kingdom, was handed over to the remnants of the Western Qin army with four thousand Xuanhei armor!

These Western Qin soldiers are still so brave, they are still like a bamboo, but they can't stand the strong exhaustion, they have been fighting for several years, and there is hardly more than three days of rest in the world, either fighting or on the way to battle!

They have become numb, and perhaps their final destination is to go to Huangquan with His Highness and the old brothers to fight again.

Bai Xuanji rode an old horse, the silver-white armor on his body had been dyed dark red, the handsome and heroic, clean face had long been rough and dark, his eyes were full of exhaustion, and he was silently sweeping the formation at this moment, seeing that the only remaining sons and daughters of Western Qin were killed one by one, he couldn't bear it anymore, he turned around and went straight to the handsome Chinese army.

"I'm only a few thousand people left in Xiqin Erlang, they are too tired, Xiqin's mission has already been completed, the last battle, please allow them to retire and go home to recuperate!"

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"Don't!"