Chapter 522

Three to one, it is not impossible to win, but it is not easy.

In short, you can't be head-to-head.

In the Battle of Feishui at the beginning, it was 80 against 80. Only a few thousand people died in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, while Fu Jian's [-] people were almost wiped out.

Nianxi knows that in ancient wars, not many people actually died on the battlefield, most of them died from other reasons, such as the battle of Feishui, it is said that there were too many people, it was too difficult to attack and retreat, and they would die if they trampled on each other Not a lot.

It was December, and under the conditions of hunger and cold, many people died.

A few days later, the first battle with Fu Hui started.

Because he knew the situation of the opponent's general, he defeated the enemy and directly lived in the nearby Afang City.

The victory of this battle has stabilized the morale of the army and boosted their morale.

At the same time, a bad news came.

Murong Hong, the direct descendant of the Murong family, passed away, only two months after he proclaimed himself emperor.

"What? Third brother..."

After learning the sad news of Murong Hong's death, the joy of victory was quickly dissipated.

On this point, there is a deviation.

Because of her, the time for Fenghuang to enter the palace of Chang'an was brought forward.

"His Majesty Yanhuang has been seriously injured long ago, and has been telling everyone to hide it from the prince, for fear of affecting the prince's capture of Chang'an."

Feng Huang closed his eyes, his mind was full of Murong Hong's voice and appearance.

How many years, how many years have not been able to see him again.

The reunion in memory was when we were young.

Originally thought that as long as Chang'an City was captured, he would be able to reunite with his third brother, but unexpectedly he died unexpectedly.

"Your Majesty must be very sorry. His Majesty Yan Huang's army will come to support us soon. Before he died, he had already appointed you as the emperor's younger brother. You can call him emperor at any time."

Nian Xi stood aside and watched him sad, she turned and left, went to Murong Yao, and told him how to cheer Feng Huang up quickly.

This battle is over, and the next one will come soon.

This time, Fu Jian actually went to the battlefield in person.

He is far from what he was back then, he is old, and has long since lost his talent and grand strategy.

Standing on the high city wall, looking at the man riding on the white horse who thought about it day and night in front of the troops, Fu Jian was very excited.

"Feng Huang, you are back." He whispered.

It can be seen that the phoenix trees all over the city have grown up, and each one is tall and strong, waiting for the return of the Phoenix Emperor.

"Come on!"

Fu Jian took out a brocade robe that had been prepared and handed it to a soldier.

"Give him this robe."

"This..." Everyone was stunned.

It's all closed, and the emperor is still thinking about sending robes?
This robe looks unusual at first glance, and it must be priceless.

But he is the emperor, and although everyone was unhappy, they still obeyed.

This robe was the first gift given to Fenghuang in the year he entered the palace.

The silk thread that weaves the robe is the best ice silk obtained from the south, and it is especially cool to wear in summer.

I was reluctant to use it myself, but used it to make a robe for him.

The robe itself is priceless.

The army has always had the habit of not killing an envoy, but Fenghuang grabbed the robe, but felt the only insult he had ever experienced.

It took him more than ten years to forget the shameful three years, all because of a brocade robe that was shattered.

"Fu Jian!"

The veins on Fenghuang's forehead exploded, his skin turned pink, and his charming eyes were burning with burning anger.

Just one glance can captivate everyone.

Nianxi watched from a distance, and knew something was going to happen.

"Oops, Yao'er, hurry up and destroy that robe, and there's still that..."

Originally, Nianxi wanted to ask Murong Yao to stop Fenghuang from getting angry, lest he be so angry that he would kill him, but he didn't want to, he wanted to die by himself.

(End of this chapter)

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