Datang: Ten Years of Proton, Leading an Army of Millions to Return

Chapter 92: Li Xiaogong felt lost, Yan Guo...how could it be him!
"One month!"

"Then we must quickly break through the blockade between Yanguo and Silla within this month!"

Eulji said with a cold face.

This is what he requires of his subordinates, and it is also what he requires of himself.

In fact.

Although he belittled Yan Guo verbally, he did not dare to underestimate him tactically.

This small cavalry army did something that even Yang Guang found difficult to do at the beginning, trapping Liaodong City like a turtle in a jar.

That Yang Guang was sitting on the resources of the entire Central Plains!

But Yan Country, a small place, could do this, how terrifying it was!
How dare he look down upon it?

Even if there were more than [-] Goguryeo people in Liaodong City, they would not dare to despise their opponents. How many people would die if they despised them?

Liaodong City is currently in trouble.

Eulji Shimo also analyzed the reason. This was mainly because Yanguo had powerful cavalry.

At that time, there was no way to cultivate powerful cavalry in the Central Plains, so they could not use the high mobility of cavalry to blockade their Liaodong City. If they wanted to blockade, they had to rely on infantry.

Infantry has no mobility, so it would take several or ten times the number of troops to besiege a city.

Yang Guang had this strength at the beginning.

but!
Such a daily consumption of food and grass is simply an astronomical figure!
Their Liaodong City was besieged and they couldn't afford it, and Yang Guang's army couldn't even afford it!
But now Yan Kingdom's cavalry only has a strength of more than 5000, but they don't have this problem.

"Yang Guang, Yang Guang, your descendant is really a Qilin!"

There was deep fear in Eulji Shimo's eyes, but he quickly recovered his anger and said loudly: "Go, call all the generals to me, I have something to announce."

"Yes!"

The scout took the order and quickly called over a dozen Goguryeo generals from Liaodong City.

"General, what do you want from us?"

"Yes, General, is it possible that the food and grass are available?"

"No, if you call us over in such a hurry, you must have wiped out the Yan Kingdom's cavalry!"

"......."

There are more than a dozen Goguryeo generals, and there are many opinions.

It wasn't until Eulji Simo stretched out his hand that they stopped talking.

At this moment, his face looked a little unnatural. He did have good news to announce, but it was no match for them to talk about annihilating the Yan Kingdom cavalry and other words.

In today's Liaodong City, how could anyone be so virtuous as to destroy that Yan Kingdom cavalry army! !

"Ahem, that's it. This morning, I received a letter from General. Eulji Naam and the others have killed the white-robed general of the Ye Kingdom."

Although the order given to Eulji Naam was to capture him alive, he didn't know what went wrong before killing him, which made him very uncomfortable.

However, this is the only good news in the near future.

The top figures in Liaodong City were all in front of them, so they all knew about the escape of the white-robed general from Yan Kingdom.

They had escaped before, so they didn't take it to heart. After all, it was a small country.

But recently, as the Yanguo cavalry came into view, making everyone in Liaodong City itch with hatred, they thought of this matter again.

"What, General, killed?"

"Hahaha, good news, good news!"

"......."

Everyone cheered.

A general of their Yan Kingdom died, and although Liaodong City was trapped, the general had not yet died. How could they not be happy?
In the face of many cheers, Eulji Shimo took advantage of the situation and smiled: "So, it is not that Yanguo's cavalry cannot be defeated. After all, their generals died in our hands."

"We were only defeated temporarily! As long as we regain our strength, we will definitely be able to destroy the Yan Kingdom cavalry in one fell swoop, just like we killed their general!"

"So, the remaining one month is enough!!"

he shouted loudly.

Since the attack on the Yanguo cavalry with the peripheral Goguryeo army failed, and they were still defeated by a small number, the overall morale of Liaodong City was low. He wanted to boost morale, first from the general level, and then let them specifically to the commander, and then The troops arrived.

The voice fell.

As he expected, many Goguryeo generals all cheered. Their originally low morale became excited, and they kept talking about how to defeat the Yan Kingdom.

They recovered.

The past….rebellious….
………………………….
White robe army camp.

Li Kuan's face was ashen, and the face of General Bai Hu next to him was also extremely ugly.

"Is this true? Xin Qiji...is he really dead?"

General Baihu asked with a gloomy face and gritted his teeth.

"Yes! There is news from Silla. The whole city of Liaodong is celebrating today. They are all celebrating the killing of our army...General Xin Qiji and Xin..."

"Our people went to check and found that the defenders of Liaodong City were all in a state of excitement. I'm afraid what Silla said is true..."

The soldier lowered his head, his eyes red.

"Nonsense!!"

General Baihu shouted angrily and said in disbelief: "If he was really killed, why didn't he announce it until now? Isn't this a cover-up?"

The soldier's tone was stagnant and he couldn't answer.

Li Kuan sighed and said: "White Tiger, surrounded by thousands of troops and horses, that kind of situation..."

He didn't say anything else, but General White Tiger already understood everything.

Yes!

A hundred cavalry without armor, or an infantry unit, were purposefully surrounded by thousands of Goguryeo cavalry. How could they escape?

This is death.

It was already a great honor to see four Wei soldiers escape.

Although they still have a glimmer of hope in their hearts, the celebrations in Liaodong City and the hundreds of White Tiger Guards who went to the depths of the desert to search but still found no good news all told...
The miracle did not happen after all...
"Hey…."

Li Kuan sighed: "Mr. Xin, even you have become history..."

History, history, two extremely heavy words.

Turn to history.

There is never any happy ending, it is all regret.

A page of a book, or even a line of words, is the life of a person or some people.

It's like when a person finishes high school, he has experienced countless ups and downs, but when it comes to writing or even history, there is only one line.

[So-and-so spent three years finishing high school. 】

Words can carry too little emotion.

Taking history as a mirror, we can be sure that everyone's life is full of regrets, without exception.

The happiness and perfection mentioned in old age is only a relative term.

Regrettably, maybe...the most perfect self died as early as a young age...
It may also be that the Bai Yueguang of his youth has become a bit blurry and unclear, but it is forever imprinted in his memory, and only he knows it...
It could also be other reasons...
There are too many regrets in history.

Simple words can never express the overwhelming emotions.

And Xin Qiji eventually became such a character that he might not even be included in the history books.

After all, an extremely small line of words in a history book is... a big shot that could reverberate throughout the dynasty at that time.

Li Kuan couldn't help feeling a little sad. In the past year, too many people have died, especially senior generals. Too many people have died...
So much that he was almost numb.

After pondering for a while, Li Kuan said calmly: "Send the order, all the troops in white clothes will send Mr. Xin off... for the last journey."

"After the delivery, our troops will still be dressed in white and plain, using this body to kill the enemy!!"

In the end, it was full of endless hatred.

Not just the King of Chu.

The same goes for General White Tiger, White Tiger Camp, and White Robe Army!
From today on, deep sorrow permeates the three armies. Everyone is dressed in white and plain, determined to take revenge!

King of Chu.

He will lead them to trap Liaodong City to death. Anyone who dares to break through and rush for help will be eaten in one bite!
This can be regarded as a burial for Xin Qiji.

Blood debt….
Just pay with blood! .
…………………….
After two or three days of long journey, Lin Xunyi and others finally carried Xin Qiji back.

This can actually be regarded as a gathering place for the Han family's survivors. There are about twenty Han family camps, large and small, and the beggar army is their support.

After a while, people came out to greet him. They were all wearing rags and looking at them with dry eyes.

He craned his neck and raised his hands in anticipation.

When they saw only these few people coming back, everyone seemed to understand something, and many of them were sobbing softly.

"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back..." Xin Yuan was also in tears.

He didn't expect the loss to be so serious this time.

"Following Ayun Duan, there are more than ten Awang people. Haven't they come back?"

Lin Xunyi was a little confused.

They came back carrying Xin Qiji on their backs, walking and wasted a lot of time on the way, and those dozen or so people all had horses.

"Maybe they were searching for us on the road and were delayed..." one person said.

"This time..."

The other person frowned, sadness appeared on his face, clenched his fists, and didn't want to mention it anymore.

Dozens of people went out, and now only these few people are left. They even lost their horses. How did the beggar army survive such a heavy loss?

"It's cold out here. It's better to get inside quickly. This person's identity is definitely not simple. He might be able to do us a big favor."

Xin Yuan comforted everyone.

help….
Lin Xunyi couldn't help but smile bitterly. He didn't dare to say that the Han general in white had lost his memory and had forgotten his identity.

He was afraid that if he said it, everyone's despair would only increase!Bigger than them!

The few others who came back alive also lowered their heads and did not dare to tell the truth.

They discussed on the road that if they could hide it for a while, at least they couldn't let too many people know about it.

"Yes, yes, this young man has lost so much blood. Aunt Wang, I will kill a chicken later and make a soup to replenish his body."

An old woman said this without noticing their strange situation.

"Oh, don't be nagging, it's windy here, let's go, let's go!"

An old man also waved his hand vigorously.

The other more than 100 people also looked at it eagerly and with great enthusiasm.

The people here are relatively simple and don't have too many tricks. As for the fact that many people died in order to save Xin Qiji this time, no one will blame them.

This is life.

The life of the begging army is also their fate...
When joining the beggar army, everyone was actually prepared to die.
.
…….….….….….
When Xin Qiji woke up, it was already seven days later.

He seemed to have had a long, long dream, but he could no longer remember the scene in the dream. He vaguely remembered holding a black spear and fighting on the battlefield.

It was an extremely fierce fight, and the surroundings were extremely dark and gloomy, with no hope at all...
When he opened his eyes, he saw a little old man sitting next to him, holding a broken bowl in his hand, feeding him medicine.

"Are you awake?" Xin Yuan smiled.

"here it is…."

Xin Qiji was a little confused.

"The land of the Han family."

Xin Yuan shouted loudly, and then explained the general situation.

He didn't ask Xin Qiji to understand, because Lin Xunyi and several others told him about Xin Qiji's situation. He was a general who had lost his memory.

Perhaps he was saying this to Xin Qiji, or maybe... he was saying it to himself...
Most of the beggar army was injured before Xin Qiji rescued them...
Xin Qiji was silent.

"The land of the Han family? Is it a beggar army?"

Although he didn't quite understand it now when he mentioned the words "Land of the Han Family", he still couldn't help but feel his eyes well up.

This is related to his ancient memory. In that life, he worked hard to restore the Han Dynasty all his life, and even until his death, he could not recover...
At this moment, Xin Qiji didn't understand this. He only remembered the situation before he fell into coma, where he was fighting with the Goguryeo barbarians with a team that appeared out of nowhere and was still wearing rags.

Those scenes of life and death reappeared in his mind, making Xin Qiji's eyes look a little sad.

"it's already over."

Xin Yuan sighed and comforted.

Let him not think too much.

While he was talking, Lin Xunyi walked in with a man in his 60s or [-]s who seemed to have an extraordinary bearing.

That man must have been an official. He had a sense of dignity about him, but he didn't have any airs about him. He was still wearing coarse clothes and had a cheerful smile.

"Haha, brother, you have worked hard and recovered so quickly?"

Lin Xunyi laughed and was a little surprised.

The other person was a little excited, looking at Xin Qiji with bright eyes, as if he saw something rare, which really made people feel a little uncomfortable.

Lin Xunyi added: "Oh, by the way, his name is Ruan Yuan, we all call him Uncle Ruan. He was once a high official in Youzhou, he was very impressive."

Ruan Yuan was a little helpless, and laughed and scolded: "You guy, you can talk nonsense, you are just a different person, how can you be considered a high official? Besides, this is all in the pre-Sui Dynasty."

That being said, Ke Biejia is a small official to those in the imperial court, but to ordinary people it is an extremely high official position.

Just like the mayors and the like in later generations are small officials, but to the common people, they are... beyond the reach of high-ranking officials in their lifetime...
You can enjoy all the awe and adulation in the world.

A few people chatted for a while, and Xin Qiji also had a general understanding of the situation here, and gradually let down his guard against these people.

"Brother, you have lost your memory. Then...do you remember your identity? Are you a descendant of the Luo family?"

Ruan Yuan suddenly asked.

"The Luo family?"

Xin Qiji frowned, not understanding what he meant.

"Peking Wang Luo Yi, do you remember?"

Lin Xunyi's eyes also lit up.

Luo Yi, King of Peking, was also one of the Nine Elders of the Sui Dynasty. He could wield a rolling silver spear and had great military exploits. He led a hundred thousand troops to guard Youzhou and protect one side.

Under his account, there are also Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry, which is a very terrifying killer cavalry. Every time it appears, it will bring a brutal massacre to the barbarians.

"I don't remember, I don't even know
Xin Qiji looked puzzled.

"This... I think it's a bit, but you... don't look like the Luo family."

Ruan Yuan seemed a little confused, stroking his beard and lost in thought, while Lin Xunyi and Xin Yuan looked at each other.

"What happened?" Xin Qiji was even more confused.

"Since you are not a descendant of the Luo family, where did the Luo family token on your neck come from?" Lin Xunyi asked.

"A token?"

Xin Qiji lowered his head and looked, and saw a crescent-shaped, dark pendant hanging on his neck. It was very delicate, not jade-like, but also somewhat like a wolf's tooth.

This token didn't feel familiar to him like other places, only endless strangeness.

Think about it too.

This was temporarily given to Xin Qiji by the King of Chu for safekeeping when he decided to go to Youzhou to negotiate a contract with Datang.

Yanyun's Eighteen Riders are famous throughout Youzhou.

And the one who holds the Luo family's token is the owner of Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry.

The King of Chu gave it to him for safekeeping in order to frighten Youzhou and make those people afraid when they saw the Luo family tokens on Xin Qiji. It turned out that their Yan Kingdom controlled the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun, or perhaps killed the arrogant Yan Yun Shibaqi, take away their things so that they can have their tokens.

No matter which result it is, it is enough to make people fear.

In fact it is.

During those days when he lived on the border of the Tang Dynasty, the Luo family tokens he carried kept Yuchi Jingde and others silent, and they did not dare to speak too loudly to Xin Qiji.

Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry were missing in that war, and they were afraid that... Yan Kingdom was not as simple as it seemed.

Yanguo Yanguo….
This is an extremely mysterious country to the Tang Dynasty.

Because this Luo family keepsake seems...even more mysterious!

"That's all. You said that others call you Mr. Xin, and it has nothing to do with the Luo family's eight poles. But no matter what, I know that you must be related to Yanyun's eighteen knights."

"I never expected that after all these years, I could still see things about them in the desert."

Ruan Yuanlao burst into tears, looked up to the sky and laughed, very excited.

He was born in Youzhou, so he was certainly familiar with this terrifying cavalry. If Luo Yi had not died so suddenly, Ruan Yuan would not have ended up here...
"Hey."

Lin Xunyi let out a long sigh.

Since Luo Yi's death, the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun were disbanded. Since then, this cavalry has left the Gobi without a trace.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed.

Today, Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry has become a legend. The younger generation in Mobei have almost forgotten that such a terrifying cavalry once appeared in the Han family.

Maybe they are only 40 or [-] years old. Those who are a little older still remember and have witnessed their glory.
"I think back then, the Turkic Chaha River tribe invaded wildly. Wang Qing of Peiping led the Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry and our Han cavalry, killing more than [-] people in one night, and pursued them all the way."

"In the end, the Chaha River tribe left behind tens of thousands of corpses. Their vitality was severely damaged. They left Mobei and never set foot on the border again."

"besides…."

Ruan Yuan was as if his dusty memory had been opened, he was speaking enthusiastically, and he was speaking slowly.

He was obsessed with that past again, that past... a past event that made him excited every time he thought about it.

As the Youzhou Biejia of the Great Sui Dynasty, he knew far more and more truthfully than outsiders.

After lying on the kang for four or five days, Xin Qiji's body bones had already healed by [-] to [-]%. Apart from some weakness, there was nothing serious.

If he hadn't had that long dream, he might have woken up long ago.

After finally finishing chatting, Xin Qiji also walked out of the tent.

He found that this place, even though it was a little dilapidated, was a "paradise".

Everyone is extremely simple. Although they are poorer and more frightened, at least the smiles on their faces cannot be faked.

"Brother, do you want to eat?"

A little girl skipped past Xin Qiji, stopped, raised her big head, and looked at him curiously.

In her little hand, she held half a piece of sesame seed cake.

Xin Qiji felt warm in his heart. Seeing this little guy's innocent smile, he couldn't help but think of some children's smiling faces in his mind.

These days, I no longer have a headache when thinking about the past.

He could see clearly.

They are cleaner than her, more full of innocence, and they all live in a paradise.

in memory,
That piece of paradise was very important to them. They had never built it in their entire life, and they couldn't even regain it. However, under the leadership of a certain man, they regained it effortlessly and built a paradise.

He could still clearly see that in that paradise in his memory, countless people had shed their blood for the man, just for a certain utopia in his eyes. The same was true for him, they followed that man so passionately and fanatically.

He hadn't thought about anything about himself, but when he thought of these things, Xin Qiji knew that that man was very important to him.

Shaking his head, no more thought.

He rubbed her little head, hugged her, and said with a smile, "How old are you?"

The little girl clasped her fingers: "One, two...five, five years old!" "Five years old..."

Xin Qiji was extremely emotional and said thoughtfully: "Then it's time to study."

"Huh? Reading?"

He was slightly stunned, but didn't think much about it.

It's always like this these days, the memories are intermittent and lingering.

After living for a few more days, Xin Qiji became more familiar with the place. At the same time, he often took the little girl to play games that she had never played before.

People here also recognize Xin Qiji more highly.

a few days later.

While playing with the little girl day after day, Lin Xunyi came over in a panic.

"problem occurs?"

Seeing his expression, Xin Qiji frowned and asked.

Lin Xunyi nodded: "Well, the spies discovered the Goguryeo barbarian."

His face was ashen.

Over the years, no country's military has been so good as to go to the depths of the desert where life is difficult to cause trouble for them.

Just a few hundred people, not worth it!

Just like the white-haired soldiers of Anxi in the Tang Dynasty who had been stationed in the isolated city for more than sixty years, were they really incapable of being defeated by foreigners?No, it’s still not worth it!

As a result, both parties lived independently of each other.

But today, they saw it, the Goguryeo barbarian!
Lin Xunyi had some guesses as to why this group of people came.

But that reason is no longer important. For now, we still need to take the clan members away.

That group of Goguryeo barbarians numbered in the thousands, far beyond the ability of today's sparse begging army to compete.

"Then, what are you going to do?"

Xin Qiji couldn't help but hug the little girl in his arms tightly. For some reason, this was his subconscious move.

In the past, he had protected too many people in the Song Dynasty. When it came to the invasion of aliens, he would always be unable to stop protecting those around him.

"Elder Xin said to withdraw immediately."

"You go first. There are dozens of beggar soldiers escorting you and your clan members. I and the remaining hundred beggar soldiers will stay to see the situation."

Lin Xunyi's words are light and airy, and although the words are weak, speaking from a certain scene can't help but make people's eyes warm.

The little girl's eyes turned red instantly: "Brother Lin, no! You also come with us!"

She remembered, she always remembered.

The last alien invasion was three years ago. Her father also said the same thing as Lin Xunyi, you go first, they... will arrive later...
But that sentence... became an eternal farewell.

There were about 500 beggars left behind, but only about 20 people came back in the end.

There are many more things like this, and every time many people disappear. There used to be about 5000 beggars in the army, but after many years of wandering, only a few people are left.

Staying means death!

She didn't want Lin Xunyi to die, nor did she want her clan members to die. She wanted... everyone to leave together...
Lin Xunyi smiled and said, "Someone has to stay and see what's going on."

As he said that, he stepped forward and rubbed the little girl's baby face, and said with twinkling eyes: "Little Yuzi, I'm sorry for you. You've been wandering with us in the desert since you were born. You haven't seen your hometown. It's really a place. A very beautiful place…”

Xiao Yuzi burst into tears: "Brother Lin, take me there, take me to see it!!"

Lin Xunyi smiled and said, "I'll do it if I have a chance."

After making a casual remark and rubbing the little guy's head, Lin Xunyi looked at Xin Qiji and said seriously: "Take care of her for me."

Xin Qiji nodded heavily.

Lin Xunyi smiled again and said: "If you have the chance, show her the Han land for me."

"She has never seen a place called home in her entire life, not even a glimpse of it..."

Go home and look after the house.

It has become the obsession of many people in this land.

But many people couldn't see that a baby who had just been released was still babbling, and the next moment he died tragically at the hands of foreign barbarians.

But Xin Qiji is different, he is a general of the Han family!
There were so many people living in the land of the Han family, and being a general would definitely be a great thing among them. He believed that the man in front of him was extraordinary!
Although the man in front of me has forgotten his memory, he still believes in it.

"Ah."

Xin Qiji couldn't help but his eyes heated up, and he nodded heavily again.

For some reason, he always felt that the scene in front of him was similar. There seemed to be many places in his memory that overlapped with this moment. It was so real, as if it had happened before.

This also made his brain extremely confused.

Lin Xunyi didn't expect Xin Qiji's brainstorming, so when he saw that he agreed, he patted his shoulders and turned to leave.

He had more to do, check traps, check horses, and coming soon... lure the enemy troops away.

Just like when Xin Qiji was rescued more than ten days ago, a few living people were used to exchange the hope of more people.

Their begging army is always like this, always like this...
When the situation is weak, someone needs to be willing to die, and because of this, many people are unwilling to follow their ideals.

After all, life is equal, why should you die for others?

walk away.

But Xiao Yuzi was still crying: "Mr. Xin, can they come back?"

Although she is only five years old, children from poor families are already sensible, and her many heart-wrenching experiences as a child have made her mentally mature.

Xin Qiji lowered his head: "I don't know, I don't know..."

His mind was confused and he kept repeating.

It seemed to be replying to Xiao Yuzi, and it seemed to be replying to the voices of those people in my head.

"Mr. Xin, come back alive!"

"Go back and avenge us!"

"Speak for me and Your Highness, I will hold on until the last moment."

"Mr. Xin..."

"Mr. Xin..."

"......."

Sounds and words echoed in Xin Qiji's mind, causing him to leave with Xiao Yuzi in a daze.

On the way, his cloudy eyes gradually became clear.

Your Highness, that man is called Your Highness!

Xin Qiji's eyes were burning. He seemed to have found...the meaning of life.

Perhaps the meaning of his life was that he would fight to the death for that man.

Suddenly, watching the old, weak, women and children leaving this paradise under the leadership of the begging army, he remembered something again.

No, more specifically.

It's a picture.

Under the hazy night, people dressed in black, riding horses and holding swords, stood in a row in front of his eyes. Although they were small in number, their momentum was overwhelming, and they were more powerful than a thousand riders.

This was a familiar picture that kept flashing in his memory these days, but it was only this one picture.

However, today, he could see more clearly and listen...more carefully.

Under the hazy moonlight, the rustling sounds I heard in those days became extremely clear today.

Those voices, those voices….
Sonorous and powerful, full of determination.

Even at this moment, Xin Qiji couldn't help but stop and sing majestic songs together with the people in his mind.

"The mission has been issued, and we will move forward without hesitation! Wherever the king goes, life and death will follow him!"

Xin Qiji murmured.

In the second sentence, continue to whisper.

The sound also becomes louder.

"The mission has been issued, and we will move forward without hesitation! Wherever the king goes, life and death will follow him!"

The third sentence is still murmuring.

The confusion in his eyes became clearer and clearer as he murmured.

"The mission has been issued, and we will move forward without hesitation! Wherever the king goes, life and death will follow him!"

The fourth sentence, the fifth sentence….
What started out as a murmur turned into thunder in the end.

The hazy memories also whispered, becoming more and more clear and tangible.

The scene even brought him back to his boyhood, when he came to a grave.

When you come to this tomb, you seem to be able to hear the hoarse shouts, the cries of thousands of people, and the ancient sounds of sacrifices, which make the atmosphere a bit miserable and desolate, just like being in that dark age.

The next moment, green smoke seemed to rise, and he felt that everything in front of him became hazy, and everything seemed like he was in a dream.

It's as real as it is illusory, and it's confusing.

Xin Qiji seemed to see it, a majestic figure appeared not far away, it was very hazy, as if it was shrouded in a layer of fog, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Young man, how is the world of my Han family? How is the world of the Song Dynasty...?"

A rough voice sounded, with a hint of eagerness.

It can be heard from this voice that this must be an extremely generous man, and he must be... a general of the Han family.

For some reason, Xin Qiji couldn't help but feel his eyes warm slightly. Looking at the figure in front of him, he felt a little sad in his heart.

In that era when people traveled south in clothes and people cannibalized people, few people could have imagined that in the north and on the land of the Central Plains, there could still be many tragic armies of the Han family...
Still fighting for the Han people alone.

Most of them are refugees, and cannot even be regarded as an organized army. They are not recognized by the world, and they are resisting extremely tenaciously with a passion and worry.

And...if the man in front of me was alive, why would the Han family and the Song Dynasty be like this!
"The years are peaceful, the present world is stable, the people can live and work in peace and contentment, the country is prosperous and the people are strong! Foreign races should not be insulted!"

Although the Song Dynasty was a dark world, he didn't want to worry about the general in front of him, even in a dream.

The dead should live a carefree life without worrying about the living.

"That's good, that's good!"

He seemed to let out a long sigh of relief, and then he laughed again, his laughter was extremely crazy, and the laughter was also harsh.

Behind him, there seemed to be a few more figures emerging, all laughing there.

These people have always been thinking about Song Dynasty.People have long forgotten them, and no one even informed them of the victory or defeat...
Just waiting quietly in the lonely grave, waiting for someone to tell this seemingly insignificant news.

But who could have known that this...
But it was the news that they were thinking about and looking forward to.

Xin Qiji just watched quietly, feeling extremely heavy.

"The six barbarians inside and outside should each settle down and withdraw from the Central Plains!!!"

Those hoarse shouts, those calls on the verge of despair, still seem to be echoing in my ears.

"Young man, great rivers and mountains, please..."

The voice clasped its fists and bowed deeply to Xin Qiji. The shadows behind it did the same, as if they were entrusting the most precious thing to them.

Xin Qiji's eyes were also a little moist.

"Ah."

"Xin is here, and Han Tu is here."

The voice was calm, but filled with a heavy promise.

As this sound fell, the picture flowed and returned to reality again.

"Mr. Xin?"

Xiao Yuzi in his arms was surprised, and there were many people around him who were attracted by his voice and stopped.

After Xin Qiji walked out of the illusion, there was no confusion in his eyes anymore.

He remembered.

Under the night.

Those people, those voices.

Wang Ge, Chaotian Hai, Fang Yunshang….
The person on the picture is no longer a cold picture, but has become hot and full of warmth.

Those people pinned their hopes on him, and those generals of the Song Dynasty also pinned their fervent dreams on him. He also pinned their hopes on others, on the man named His Highness...

"Xiao Yuzi, I remembered."

Xin Qiji threw the sound to the ground.

"Remember?" Xiao Yuzi was extremely surprised: "Mr. Xin, is this a memory from the past?"

"Ah."

"Then...then who are you!!"

"I?"

Xin Qiji became confused again.

Xiao Yuzi looked at it carefully, and saw the man in front of him, his eyes full of melancholy, and a strand of hair blowing in the wind on his forehead. He looked heroic and majestic.

"The defeated general of the Song Dynasty, Xin Qiji."

"Now, I am Xin Qiji, the commander-in-chief of the Wei soldiers in the Yan Kingdom."

Xin Qiji spoke slowly, his voice low.

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the other side.

Lin Xunyi and others are still setting up traps and other things.

Their expressions were all gloomy.

Lin Xunyi sighed: "This time, I don't know... how many people will be able to come back alive."

Living... has become extremely luxurious for people like them.

"Mr. Xin, why are you here?"

At this moment, a sound of surprise sounded.

It also shocked Lin Xunyi and others.

They looked at Xin Qiji and were silent.

After a while, Lin Xunyi asked, "Mr. Xin, why are you back?"

Xin Qiji looked at him and at the people around him who looked upon death as if they were home, and said seriously: "In those years, the Han family failed to protect you, but now, they are willing."

"I wonder if you can give them a chance? Also give Xin a chance?"

The voice was loud and loud, and no one could see the confusion in Xin Qiji's eyes anymore.

This made them wonder, could it be that... Mr. Xin has recovered his memory?

In an instant, their dim eyes became brighter. No one spoke, but they all looked at him with burning eyes.

"How sure are you? Can you protect us?"

Lin Xunyi's eyes were the brightest and he asked the thoughts of everyone present.

under the sunset.

They saw that the man they were looking at together, neither humble nor arrogant, responded with his hands raised: "Ten percent!"

"My dear Xin Qiji, I am willing to protect you and other sons of the Han family for the sake of the Han family!"
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Datang.

Youzhou border.

The war between Yanguo, Silla and Goguryeo became increasingly fierce. After Yanguo joined the war, the war between them had lasted for almost two months, so it also spread to the border of Datang.

Li Xiaogong frowned when he saw the first-hand information and fell into silence.

This Yan country is so good at...
It caused a war...
Not long after the war with the Tang Dynasty ended, they fought a war with Goguryeo, and this war lasted for almost two months.

A warlike country is difficult to see in a place with only one city.

They all prayed that the big country would not attack them, instead of taking the initiative to cause trouble like the Yan country.

Yan Country, this brand new country, what is it like inside?

He was thoughtful and extremely curious about this mysterious country.

As for more specific news about this country, it is clear that Cheng Yaojin and others who were once prisoners have more say.

However, according to the estimates of Chai Shao and others, Cheng Yaojin and others would only be able to reach the Youzhou border within a few days at the earliest based on their pace.

It only takes ten days for other people's envoys from the Yan Kingdom to travel from the border of Youzhou to the Yan Kingdom, but why does it take Cheng Yaojin and others almost two months?
This is because the Yan Kingdom envoy knew this land very well. People they knew could walk faster, and they also had horses at their feet. It took them more than ten days to complete the trip in more than ten days.

But Cheng Yaojin and others were different. He and his army all came from Chang'an City, and they didn't have horses.

Walking is naturally slower.

According to intelligence, Yuchi Jingde's leader had met with Cheng Yaojin half a month ago and was escorting them back.

As long as they come back and listen to Cheng Yaojin's dictation, they will know more about this new country!
"O Yanguo, you will no longer be mysterious."

Li Xiaogong narrowed his eyes slightly.

There is a mysterious neighbor next to him, and he doesn't sleep well.

"Report!!"

"General, we have information!"

At this moment, a scout shouted loudly outside the door.

Li Xiaogong took a deep breath: "Come in."

The scout walked in quickly and handed Li Xiaogong a letter, which came from the information about the Yan Kingdom that their spies had gleaned.

Li Xiaogong was immediately curious and opened it to check.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.

"This, this, how is it possible!!"

He widened his eyes.

stunned!

Shock!

Can't believe it!

Holding the letter with trembling hands, I was extremely flustered and nervous.

The scouts who had not retreated could not help but panic. Why did their general, Li Xiaogong, the King of Hejian, who was always known for being as stable as Mount Tai, become like this?
What is the bad news?

"General?"

The scout couldn't help but speak.

Li Xiaogong, who had always been steady, seemed not to notice the existence of this scout and muttered something in his mouth.

"In Yan Kingdom, how could it be him, how could it be him, how could it be, so..."

"It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this..."

"Yan Country, Yan Country, what is it..."

He felt lost, extremely in disbelief.
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