Humane Yongchang

Chapter 401 Daylight Starfall
"...huh...huh..."

Heavy breathing, interspersed with the dense drum beats, came and went like a competition.

Lian Po tightly grasped the decaying body supported by the armrest, and stared out of the handsome tent with his dark, deeply sunken eyes, and the shadowy figure swayed.

He desperately suppressed his breathing, but the more he suppressed it, the more rapid his breathing became, and his bony chest rose and fell violently with his breathing.

It was as if his ribcage had turned into a dilapidated bellows.

With every exhale, squeeze the last ounce of air out of your chest.

With each inhalation, fill the last gap in your chest.

Only in this way can we barely support him alive...

"Clang clang clang..."

The mournful golden sound suddenly replaced the drum beat, filling the empty tent.

Lian Po suddenly widened his eyes and shouted with all his might, "Come on, come on!"

A messenger with red eyes like a rabbit walked quickly into the tent, choked up and clasped his fists: "General, the mark is here."

Lian Po opened his big, dry hands like chicken feet and groped in vain: "How is the battle, how is the battle..."

The messenger stepped forward quickly, stretched out his arms and let Lian Po grab it, turned his face unbearably, and cheered with pretense: "General, our army has won a great victory, and Paoze has triumphed!"

"Hugh has to deceive a certain family!"

Lian Po said angrily, "Three links collapsed, and the three armies have not yet fought, so how can we win!"

The messenger finally couldn't hold it back, tears bursting out, but he desperately held back the sadness in his heart, and said loudly: "How dare you deceive the general under the standard."

"Come on, how's the battle going!"

Lian Po's expression became more and more stern, like a dying old wolf howling in despair, and his large, dry hand squeezed the messenger into unbearable pain: "You want to die without resting your eyes!"

The messenger finally couldn't help it, fell to the ground heavily on one knee, and whimpered in an uncontrollable grief: "General, the right flank was defeated, the former army was caught in the Yueman formation, and the Yueman division is storming the camp!"

Lian Po's big hand silently let go of the messenger's wrist, and his dark, cloudy eyes stared out of the tent without focus.

After a few breaths, he abruptly stood up and staggered with his equipment, and shouted vigorously, "Someone!"

Immediately, several red-eyed messengers stepped in quickly, clasping their fists and saying, "The mark is here!"

Lian Po: "Put on armor for someone!"

All the soldiers were shocked when they heard the words, and said in unison, "General, please think twice!"

Lian Po lowered his head, his unfocused eyes stared straight at the batch of commanders under the tent, and said angrily, "You are disobeying your orders in front of the tent!"

A group of messengers knelt down on one knee, clasped their fists and bowed their heads in silence... They would rather die than resist this fate!
The leader of the messenger knelt in front of Lian Po, looking up at Lian Po's desperately breathing appearance, his dark square face turned purple, and his red eyes were almost dripping blood.

He lowered his head heavily, and his low roar sounded like the roar of a wounded beast: "We, I would like to join the general for another fight!"

The group of messengers suddenly raised their heads and looked fiercely at their two or five hundred masters, but when they saw Lian Po's weak but fierce appearance like a candle, their fierce eyes quickly turned decisive: "We are willing to follow suit. The general will fight again!"

……

The faded vermilion "Lian" flag was raised again.

The emaciated old general rode an equally emaciated old horse, supported the crumbling spine with a broken spear, held the reins in one hand, and the bronze war fighter in the other, facing the crumbling crowd, step by step toward the southern village. Go to the door.

Hearing the news, Angel Ji Zhou, who came in a hurry, saw the emaciated figure in the midst of thousands of elite soldiers from a distance, and screamed hysterically in the crowd: "Lian Po, the king's life is here, but avoid it. , but you want to rebel..."

Just as the angel in the brocade attire spit out the word "reverse", the head of the jade crown with hair suddenly separated, and the head spit out the word "Yeah?" when it fell to the ground.

A wave captain with red eyes, expressionlessly pushed aside the headless corpse in front of him, holding a bloody war sword and strode towards the thin figure.

Behind him, a large number of wave-fighting soldiers with broken armor and dirty faces rushed to the brightly armored guards around the angel like a tide, and only one wave completely drowned them...

In the chaos of the army, more and more people noticed the thin figure and the long-awaited handsome flag.

The rout crowd parted in front of the dissipating figure.

The rout situation is forcibly stagnant in front of the Lianzishuaiqi!
Even the savage Baiyue coalition forces that had already entered the Bolang Army camp stopped abruptly before this one person and one flag, and watched them get closer and closer to one person and one flag in dismay and bewilderment.

The mournful sound of gold and iron clattering and the sound of the horn suddenly disappeared!

The majestic drums of war resounded through the camp again!

"Kill!"

The two to five hundred short soldiers who were tightly huddled behind the old horse raised the sword and slashed the old horse's butt with a knife.
"Kill!"

All the soldiers of the wave-fighting army, whether they were surrounded by old horses, or those who were chased and fled by Baiyue people's knives and guns a few breaths ago, all had red eyes in an instant, and hysterically squeezed out a howl from their chests, He raised his chest and raised his sword, desperately rushing towards the Baiyue Allied Forces, and towards the former military robes that had been divided and surrounded by the Baiyue Allied Forces!

"Kill..."

The veteran shouted with all his strength, but in the end he only uttered a murmur. The light neck could no longer support the heavy head, and it fell heavily.

But he still held on to the old horse's reins, held the bronze war geek firmly, and the bright red cloak fluttered and rolled forward, just as he was brave and fearless when he was young.

he's returned home.

Follow the way you came...

……

Fairy wind.

Blowing up the huge convoy that moved the capital of the Han court to Jinling...

Fan Zeng, who was accompanying him, noticed that this demonic wind was different. He got out of the southwest side of the carriage and the sun was falling.

At the right time, a Wang Ting guard galloped from the front of the convoy, clasped his fists and said, "Da Sinong, the king summons!"

Fan Zeng sighed abruptly when he heard the words, then turned his head and said, "Someone, get the horse!"

Immediately, the attendant brought a horse and a horse.

Fan Zeng got on his horse, took the reins, and followed Wang Ting's guards to the front of the convoy.

Before reaching Wang Jia's place, Fan Zeng saw Chen Shengli standing beside Wang Jia from a distance, looking up at the southwest with a solemn expression.

He hurriedly restrained the horse, got off the horse and stepped forward quickly, and said respectfully, "Old minister Fan Zeng, meet the king, long live the king, long live!"

Chen Sheng gave him a hand and said softly: "I have Lao Fan Gong, when the wind just started, I suddenly felt a whim. As soon as I got out of the carriage, I saw the stars in the southwest. I specially invited Fan Gong to come and play one or two. It's not that something big has happened in the Southwest."

In fact, there was no whim, but at the moment when the demonic wind broke out, his luck value dropped [-] for no reason. Before he could realize what was going on, he heard people outside the carriage talking The sun and stars fell, and as soon as they got out of the carriage, they saw a white flame tail streak across the blue sky.

Fan Zeng breathed a breath of surprise, and his face became more serious: "The big star is white with gray, and the five elements belong to gold. It was the star of the previous generation that broke the army, but it should have spread to Kyushu in the southwest. If the old minister's calculation is not wrong, it should be the wave of the army. General Lian Po Lian, the old general... is dead!"

Hearing this, Chen Sheng was stunned for seven or eight breaths, and then he pinched his palms with a heavy expression and bowed to the southwest.

Before the battle of Chen Liu last year, he had a relationship with Lian Po.

That is indeed a very respectable elder.

If it weren't for the fact that his old man had a deep sense of righteousness and insisted on guarding the southern border and not entering the civil war in Kyushu, and the battle of Chenliu last year, it would still be unclear who would win and who would lose.

Fan Zengyi's face was silent. Most of his generation's Jiangdong children grew up listening to Lian Po's deeds.

Now that Lian Po has died, to him, it is tantamount to the end of an era...

Chen Sheng got up, worried in his heart, and the freshness of moving the capital was diluted: "I thought it would be the Youzhou Army that couldn't hold it first, but now it seems that the Bolang Army will be unable to hold it first."

Although Lian Po is not the founder of the Wave Fighting Army, he has been in charge of the Wave Fighting Army for more than [-] years. To the Wave Fighting Army, he is like Chen Shengzhi to the Red Army.

Fan Zeng was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "Your Majesty please forgive the meanness of the old minister, the death of General Lian is not a huge loss in Jiuzhou, but it is not necessarily a bad thing for me, the old general. The Lang Army alone is difficult to support, and my Dahan Wangshi just takes this opportunity to enter Jingzhou, the land of Jingzhou is my Dahanwangdi, and the returning wave army joins my Dahanwangshi!"

"In the opinion of the old minister, instead of worrying about the situation of the wave-fighting army, it is better to worry about the person who broke the military star in the contemporary era, and the old general Lian died. Regeneration waves, if you don't take precautions in advance, you will be in danger!"

This is Fan Zeng, who has never been influenced by personal feelings, and will always put the monarch’s plot in the first place. As long as he thinks it is beneficial to the monarch, even if he knows it will make the monarch unhappy, he will never shy away from it.

After Chen Sheng heard his words, he did feel a little uncomfortable, as if some noble and simple emotion in his heart had been tainted.

Fortunately, he didn't get along with Fan Zeng for a day or two. Knowing that he was such a person, he wouldn't really feel offended, and immediately said seriously: "At the same time, will there be several generations of people with destiny? "

Fan Zeng pondered for a few breaths, then shook his head and said: "I don't know this old minister, but according to the technique taught by my Xuanmen, a special destiny like the Great King should be born in response to a disaster, and it is not enough for one person to be born in hundreds of years. Strange, there is absolutely no saying that two generations of Star Life Lords coexist in the world!"

"But the celestial phenomena in the current world are abnormally like demons. Many of the main stars' lives are like two generations living in the same life, showing the image of a group of flood dragons fighting for pearls, one strong and one weak, one bright and one dark. This is also in my Xuanmen inheritance. It's the first time!"

After he said this, Chen Sheng immediately remembered that there was an unblocking process for his own Seven Killing Fate, from when he raised his flag against Zhou, until Chen Laoliu burned Luoyi Spring and Autumn Palace completely unblocked, and in the middle of the unblocking process. It has gone through four stages.

By the time this process was completed, he was already the largest prince in Kyushu, and it was only within his mind that the troubled times were not troubled times.

"Breaking the military……"

Chen Sheng murmured in a low voice, knowing something in his heart.

He didn't dwell on this issue too much, and instead asked: "So, do I have the Seven Killing Fate of the previous generation as well?"

Fan Zeng nodded and said: "Returning to the king, that's true, since the old minister was able to teach the art of Xuanmen, he has seen the Seven Killing Hidden Star on the night of the Tiangou eating the moon, but so far I have never seen the Seven Killing Hidden Star blooming. Guang, presumably, is also like the old general Lian, who was born at an untimely time, and has the ability to kill seven times and die, but he is unable to create the times."

Chen Sheng frowned slightly in confusion and said, "Not here yet?"

Fan Zeng nodded affirmatively: "It's still there. It is said that the Seven Killing Hidden Star has existed for nearly a hundred years, and it is no weaker than General Lian."

Hearing what he said, Chen Sheng immediately thought of a thunderous name!
isn't it?Is that slaughter still alive?

Lian Po can live to this day, it is because of the military blessing of the wave-fighting army.

Wang Jian can live to this day because his age is the youngest among the four famous generals of the Warring States Period.

Why is that one still alive?
Seeing Chen Sheng frowning and not speaking, Fan Zeng folded his hand and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty has now achieved seven kills, a star, and a splendid splendor, like no other in the world, so why worry about a hidden star?"

After Chen Sheng heard this, his expression still did not soften.

He wasn't worried, that Ren Tu would do something big to stir up the situation in Kyushu.

Even if he has a good health, he is now a hundred-year-old old man. General Lian has a top-notch army like the Wave Fighting Army in his hand, but he is still unable to make current affairs. Big things coming?

What he was worried about was that he remembered that the person seemed to be from Guanzhong, and now, Ying Zheng is in Yongzhou, if these two get mixed up...

The pool of water in Kyushu is so fucking deep!
Chen Sheng rubbed his temples with a headache, and waved his hand: "I already know, I will make arrangements in advance, it's windy outside, Mr. Fan, hurry up and rest in the carriage!"

Fan Zeng shook his hand and said, "The old minister retire, long live my king."

After Chen Sheng watched Fan Zeng leave, he did not return to the carriage. Instead, he first ordered the convoy to move on, and then ordered Wang Ting's guards to summon Chen Feng to sit on the carriage and wait for Chen Feng to come.

After a while, Chen Feng hurried over on horseback: "Last commander Chen Feng, see the king, long live my king, long live, long live."

Chen Sheng jumped out of the carriage and ran alongside him, and said in a low voice as he walked, "There are a lot of things, please remember them carefully."

"The first thing is to contact the spies in Jingzhou and the Bolang Army to verify whether the old general Lian Po Lian is dead."

"The second thing is to contact the uncle and ask him to find a general named 'Xiang Yu' in the Youzhou Army, who is Xiang Liang's nephew from Xiang Cheng. Returning to the Han region as a general, if necessary, I can personally go north to Youzhou... At the same time, strengthen the monitoring of Xiangcheng's Xiang clan, remember to improve concealment, and must not let them find that Wang Ting is monitoring them."

"The third thing is to contact the secret agents in Yongzhou and secretly interview a person named Bai Qi. He is very old, aged between 80 and 100 years old. Once found, he will be controlled immediately and can' Please 'return to the Han area, invite the Han area, please kill on the spot if you don't return...Remember, this is an unannounced visit, and it must not be full of troubles and everyone knows about it."

"Three things, there is no sequence, they are all three feathers, as soon as there is news, I will report it immediately!"

Chen Feng clenched his fists without thinking: "Wei!"

(End of this chapter)