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When Yuwen Yong categorically said that he would not retreat in this battle, all the generals cheered, and they were all full of energy, ready to be disgraced in the next battle.

Yu Wenyong smiled weakly and ordered everyone to go down and prepare for the next siege.

Yang Jian saw that Yu Wenyong's mood was not quite right, and after the end of the game, he hurriedly ran back to his military tent and found Zhang Zixiang to understand the situation.

"What hint did you give to Your Majesty last night, why does Your Majesty feel that something is not quite right today?" Yang Jian stepped back and made sure that no one else was present, and pulled Zhang Zixiang over and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Zixiang's expression was also a little wrong, according to his attitude yesterday, he either said it directly, or he just joked haha. But today, not only did he not care about him, but he didn't say a word, his expression was serious, as if there was something unspeakable.

Yang Jian was anxious, and hurriedly asked, "Say, what did you do yesterday?"

Zhang Zixiang sighed, and finally said slowly: "Yuwen Yong only has one year of longevity!"

"What!" Yang Jian was shocked, "What did you say, why did Your Majesty only have one year to live?"

Zhang Zixiang shook his head and laughed miserably: "No, to be precise, Yuwen Yong is already dead now!"

Yang Jian was annoyed by Zhang Zixiang's trickery, and yelled at him unceremoniously: "Make it clear!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhang Zixiang didn't want to make too much trouble, and hurriedly told Yang Jian what he saw last night.

"Last night, I used the Dafa of Dreaming to sneak into Yuwen Yong's dream, and when I was about to replace Yu Wenyong's dream with the dream prepared in advance, I suddenly found that he had no dreams!"

"What does it mean that there is no 'dream'?" Yang Jian was puzzled, and then asked.

Zhang Zixiang sighed and said, "Mortals have three souls and seven spirits. The three souls, the fetal light, the refreshing spirit, and the ghost spirit, the seven spirits, the corpse dog, the arrow, the bird's yin, the thief, the non-poisonous, the defilement, and the stinky lungs. And Yu Wenyong's body is full of fetal light, corpse dogs, thieves, and stinky lungs, and all three souls are gone. Even though people are alive, they are also undoubtedly with the walking dead, so how can they dream?"

"How could one soul and three spirits be missing? Since you know, why don't you help him find those one soul and three spirits?" Yang Jian asked again.

"Do you think I haven't tried? I used the soul search technique immediately after I learned that he lost his soul yesterday, and as a result, where do you guess I found his soul? It's Difu! I found his soul in Difu! His life had come to an end as early as the previous year's withdrawal from the army, and he used his one soul and three souls to borrow three years of yang life from Difu, so that he could survive until now!" Zhang Zixiang sighed at Yu Wenyong's fate," If a mortal soul is not complete, he cannot enter reincarnation, and Yu Wenyong is equivalent to the three years of reincarnation after him! After he dies, his soul is incomplete, and he is destined to become a lonely soul and a wild ghost, and finally dissipate between heaven and earth!"

Yang Jian was already stunned by the truth about Yuwen Yong's body, and then suddenly remembered the purpose of sending Zhang Zixiang last night, and hurriedly asked, "Then how did you make Your Majesty change his mind?"

Zhang Zixiang sighed and said: "Where is my credit! He didn't want to withdraw his troops in the first place! How could a king who had only one year left to live let go of the great opportunity to unify the Central Plains and return to Chang'an? The purpose of his doing this was to paralyze Gao Yanzong in Jinyang City and let him show his horse's feet, so that he could be hit with one blow. I didn't expect to deceive them and you, and I will worry about you in vain!"

Yang Jian slumped down on the chair, muttering "I see...... I see, it's ......", exactly like Zhang Zixiang who knew the truth last night.

Zhang Zixiang's face suddenly turned pale, and he made a big salute to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was confused by Zhang Zixiang's sudden action, and hurriedly helped Zhang Zixiang up, and asked strangely: "Zhang Gongzi has something to say, why is this so? ”

Zhang Zixiang shook his head and said in a low voice: "I have a reluctant request, and I hope that Sui Guogong will agree." ”

Yang Jian dragged twice, but failed to drag Zhang Zixiang, so he had to give up in a huff: "Zhang Gongzi, please speak." As long as I can do it, I will definitely say yes. ”

Zhang Zixiang smiled bitterly, and then said: "I know what Sui Guogong wants to do, but can you ask Sui Guogong to wait for a year and a half, first help Yuwen Yong to destroy the Northern Qi, and then fight for the world after Yuwen Yong dies." ”

Yang Jian's face sank, he didn't want Zhang Zixiang to know about this matter, but he still knew, and asked him to postpone the plan.

Zhang Zixiang looked at Yang Jian, knowing that he was already very unhappy now, but he still stubbornly said: "For some reason, I saw Yuwen Yong changing his life against the sky and struggling to move forward under the trick of the established fate. A thought suddenly germinated in my heart, I don't want him to die with hatred! I want to see if he can get rid of the shackles of fate and achieve the victory of man!"

Yang Jian looked at Zhang Zixiang and didn't speak, Zhang Zixiang also looked at Yang Jian firmly, and the atmosphere between the two became extremely silent.

For a long time, for a long time......

Yang Jian finally moved.

He let out a long sigh and said, "I didn't want to usurp the throne while His Majesty was still on the throne! If His Majesty's descendants were as wise as him in the future, I would not have usurped the throne." But if they weren't that strong, I wouldn't give up sitting in that seat! The glory of the Great Han, the pride of Shenzhou Huaxia, and the will of the Yulin Samurai have long since disappeared, and all that remains on this land is the respect of the strong. ”

Zhang Zixiang was silent, obviously he also knew that what Yang Jian said was the truth.

In this troubled world, only the strong can survive to the end. No one can say for sure what will happen in the future, and who will survive in the end is also uncertain.

Yang Jian bowed to Zhang Zixiang at this time: "No one knows what will happen in the future." Would Zhang Gongzi be willing to join me and witness the future together?"

Zhang Zixiang was silent for a long time, and suddenly made a big gift to Yang Jian:

"Zhang Zixiang is willing to witness the future with Yang Gong!"

......

Bai San quietly left from outside Yang Jian's tent, and there was a dead silence in his eyes.

In the end, his friend still couldn't escape the tricks of fate and became a pawn of Tiandao.

"Is it worth all this that I've done so far? Maybe I will succumb to heaven and live a little more confused, and my life will be a little happier!"

"Heavenly Dao, you are a thousand-knife killer, you won!"