The Lord shall not be angry and will not be discouraged and cause war. It's a pity that Jiang Wenhuan has both of them. Fortunately, his father, the late Dongbohou Jiang Huan Chu, was capable, even if he didn't integrate Donglu into a monolith, no one dared to stab him in the back. Without Jiang Huan Chu, with Jiang Wenhuan's stunned head, I am afraid that his lair will be completely lost the day after the army is raised.

Should Jiang Wenhuan rebel? No one can say clearly. From his own point of view, that would certainly be no problem, because revenge is sacred, and no one can stop him. If you look at it from the perspective of ordinary soldiers and ordinary people, it is tantamount to a disaster. The people who rushed to the walls of the Wandering Spirit Pass were all dead, and none of them came down alive, but they still had to accept orders to attack the battlements. Jiang Wenhuan seemed to want to fill the Wandering Soul Pass with human lives, but the tens of thousands of dead corpses were lying at the base of the city wall and on the city tower as if mocking his ignorance.

What should we do if there are fewer soldiers? Catch the strong men! The people, who are already struggling to survive, are now unable to decide their own fate. Who can count how many days a farmer who can only wield a hoe will be transferred to the front after a few days of training?

Donglu's army has been besieging the Wandering Spirit Pass for two months, and all the Donglu nobles are a little worried - if they don't take advantage of the late spring to go home and sow seeds, they won't be able to collect this year's money. Although they can buy those slaves cheaply again, but without that yellow and clear cutie, what to fight and what to squander? So they ran to Jiang Huanchu one after another to ask for help: "Master Hou, pity the poor people in the world, if you don't sow seeds, you won't have a harvest." ”

When the people's hearts were disheartened, Jiang Wenhuan finally withdrew his troops, he wanted to continue fighting, but it was no longer possible. The man eats the horses and chews, and the army is in a hurry, and he has no food.

When the army of more than 100,000 people left, there were already 200,000, and some of the dead died on the city walls, and some died in the winter nights. Where did these extra people come from?

......

In the Wandering Soul Pass General Soldier's Mansion, a grand banquet was being held at this time to celebrate the victory of the war, and the traitors of Donglu did not take a step forward, what a great merit. The officials of the big and small in the gate gathered together at this time, and drank freely with a smile on their faces, there was nothing happier than being alive, they all thought that they were dead, even if they thought of the black head under the city now, they all had palpitations. But I don't want the Lord General and the wife of the Chief Soldier to be so wise and martial.

The general soldier of the Wandering Soul Pass is surnamed Dou Mingrong, he is a famous general of the retreat defense, and his wife is called Mrs. Chedi, the two of them are in their forties, neither known for martial arts nor spells, but they are very prestigious in the army. That Dou Rong is full of military books, Mrs. Chedi is witty and intelligent, and the two cooperate seamlessly, no wonder Jiang Wenhuan can't take advantage of it.

Although Mrs. Chedi was a hero-like figure, after all, the woman's family did not like such a lively occasion, and after drinking a few glasses of wine with the guests, she went back to the house to rest. In the past, the polite Dou Rong was the most cheerful, who knows if he was drunk or not, and jumping up and down was funny.

Also dying down are Chen Tangguan and Chongheihu. This late spring gives the world an illusion, as if returning to the old singing and dancing.

But those who understand know that peace is only temporary. Sooner or later, the war will have to be fought, perhaps in the autumn of a few months.

Li Jing, who was squatting on death row, was a little homesick, and dreamed that he was going home last night, holding Nezha in his left hand, his wife in his right hand, Jin Zha beating his back, and Muzha rubbing his legs, so unhappy. When I woke up from the dream, I found that the corners of my eyes were moist. I don't know if my son wants to be a father, I shouldn't think about it, as the saying goes, my mother is worried, emm...... Father worried.

In his heart, he is a family lover, and family lovers are often ridiculed for being unproductive. It is unbelievable that such a person who has no interest will one day have a whim and wish to live with heaven and earth.

Ji Chang has been in prison for the second day, as if he has changed as a different person. Li Jing couldn't figure out which string this ancestor was pulling wrong, like a chatterbox, talking to him every day morning and night. Isn't it too lonely? Hey, Li Jing was suddenly frightened by his own guess, and he had a cold war, and his eyes when he looked at Ji Chang became strange.

On the first night of Ji Chang's admission to death row, there was a dream in which a person claimed to be a true person of Cihang, and actually said that he had the appearance of an emperor! It was also said that although he had no worries about his life this time, he was imprisoned for seven years, and this was God's tempering of him, and the person who could help him was the same General Li who was lying at the base of the wall and covered in filth. Later, the Taoist told him a lot, but Ji Chang couldn't remember it at all. When I woke up in the morning, I was afraid that I was just dreaming, so I personally calculated a hexagram for Li Jing. Although he squirted a mouthful of blood, Ji Chang was pleasantly surprised to find that General Li's luck had been connected with Xiqi, and Li Jing was the one who could assist him in achieving the overlord emperor's cause.

So he chatted with Li Jing all day long. Sick of it.

"Hou Ye Li, I have seen you talk a lot less these days, is there something intentional?"

Li Jing pursed his lips and said: "Bohou Mo is going to laugh at Li, if you don't dislike Li and call you brother, alas, this prison is dark and abnormal from morning to night, there is no day and night, and from spring to autumn it is cold and abnormal, and there are no four seasons." I don't care about any of this, even if I am now like a tree, my heart can't be like ashes. Let's discuss, can we ......" Li Jing was hesitating to tell Ji Chang, he actually didn't want to talk to him.

"Oh, it turns out that Li misses his relatives!" Ji Chang suddenly realized: "Mine is the virtuous brother's, what else to discuss." Although I, Ji Chang, am not proficient in martial arts, I am good at divination. Today, I will pass on this divination to the virtuous brother, so that the virtuous brother will be less worried. ”

"My lord, how do you see it? "Li Jing said this is actually helpless, I don't mean that at all. But when it came to Ji Chang's ears, it became Li Jing who was a little embarrassed when he broke the secret by himself.

"Brother Xian doesn't need to say much, just listen carefully. “

"In ancient times, there were Fuxi Holy Emperor who created Xiantian Yi (Congenital Bagua), Shennong Holy Emperor who created Lianshan Yi (Lianshan Bagua), and Xuanyuan Holy Emperor who created Guizang Yi (Guizang Bagua). I have studied it carefully and interpreted it into sixty-four hexagrams and three hundred and eighty-four hexagrams, which I call 'Yi'"

Li Jing grew his mouth in surprise, sat upright, and his expression was no longer impatient before, he couldn't imagine that Xibohou would teach him the divination Zhou Yi, and people don't pass it on lightly, how much kindness is this?

Li Jing respectfully gave a salute, and said in his mouth: "What Bohou taught, or for the steps of ascending to heaven, or for the way of heaven, Li did not dare to take it lightly. ”