The queen mother wants to go against the sky: General, please take your seat

Chapter 767 Little General Yan Said He Can't Treat Me Like This

Mr. Zhe folded his arms, stood in front of the map and looked at it for a long time, then whispered to Qiu Yue: "What kind of terrain is there in Huangsha Castle? The specific situation of that commercial road, Aqiu, please tell me in detail, the more detailed the better." .”

After hearing the words of Mr. Zhejia, Qiu Yue understood in his heart that this Mr. Zhejia was also planning the business route of Huangshabao.

"Tie Muta expects Fusheng to go through this business road, and go to his elder brother," said Mr. Zhe, "Then he has to free up this business road, and even if he doesn't, then the soldiers and horses he arranges there are at most just for show. It looks like this. Let’s think about it this way, what if the resurrected army went to the commercial road, but instead of the Yellow Sand Castle, it went to his camp in the Iron Wooden Tower?"

Qiu Yue was stunned for a moment, then looked at the map again when he was busy, thinking about what the eldest son would say.

"Even if you can't get to the barbarian camp by taking that commercial road," Mr. Zhe said, "then let the soldiers step out on a road. There shouldn't be many things blocking the road in the desert and yellow sand, right?"

Qiu Yue said: "How can this be hidden from the eyes and ears of the barbarians?"

"This is a problem," Mr. Zhe touched his chin and said, "Think about it carefully."

In the camp of the Zhejia army, several generals sat in the tents that had been set up. Because they were afraid of the heat, the curtains of the tents were not lowered, and the wind blowing in from outside the tents from time to time made the generals feel better.But after a few days of rushing outside the customs, these generals have also seen that the temperature difference between day and night in the desert is huge, they can't sit here blowing the wind for too long, and the curtain will have to be lowered soon.

Some soldiers brought food into the account, and the rations were simple. The dry cakes boiled in water and the soup boiled with dried meat could taste nothing but salt.

"Is the eldest son eating in the tent of the Chinese army?" After a general took a sip of hot soup, he suddenly remembered that their eldest son was here.

"The Liaodong army can still starve the eldest son?" Another general asked.

Their eldest son entered the Liaodong military camp, and then went to the camp of the Chinese army. Why do you think that General Qiu has to take care of their eldest son's dinner, right?

In the tent of the Chinese army, Mr. Zhe was concentrating and thinking, and would lick his dry and chapped lips from time to time. Not only did he not eat, he didn't even drink his saliva at the moment.The neighing of war horses came from outside the tent, the sound seemed to have disturbed Young Master Zhe, he raised his hand and rubbed his furrowed brows, Young Master Zhe heaved a sigh of relief, and then sighed heavily.

Qiu Yue, who was standing aside, heard the movement and looked at Mr. Zhe.

"I'll think about it again," said Mr. Zhe, raising his hand at Qiu Yue, "I have to figure it out."

Qiu Yue made a gesture of please, which means, then you can continue to think about it.

Mr. Zhe patted his forehead again, and said: "Don't think about it for now, I'll write a letter to Fusheng, this matter is not something we can settle, we have to see what arrangements Fusheng has."

Qiu Yue was worried, and said, "Will Fusheng listen to Weishen?"

Mr. Zhe spread his hands, and he did not express his opinion on this matter.Yan Dongji's current situation, to put it bluntly, is a dilemma, no division of troops to rescue his elder brother, if Mo Sangqing is lucky, then hello, me, everyone, if something happens to Mo Sangqing, then Yan Dongji will have to bear the blame Well, a sentence of ungratefulness is trivial, how many people in the world will investigate why you, Yan Dongjin, did this?People will only see you holding a heavy army, but standing idly by, watching Mo Sangqing fight to the death.

What if Yan Dong divides his troops to save people?The Tiemu Pagoda broke through the defense line of the Liaodong Army on the way ahead of him, and rushed to the Sunset City. If the Sunset City fell, the barbarian army could break into the pass. After occupying Liaodong, the horse stepped into the Central Plains. Starting from Yan Dongjin here, Yan Dongjin has to bear the crime of losing the land and harming the people. This is another Yu Changsheng!Even if the defenders of Sunset City defended the pass and kept the barbarian army out of the pass, then the Liaodong army would have lost the opportunity to kill the Tiemu Pagoda and encircle and wipe out the millions of barbarians. How long can the Liaodong Army last?So in the end, Yan Dongjin is still a sinner, and this will be a lifetime of infamy.

The country and the family, the life and death of all the people in the world and the life and death of the elder brother, which is more important?
The eldest son Zhe sighed, he sympathized with Yan Dongjin, but he would never make a choice for Yan Dongjin.When he was in the capital, he felt that he and Mo Sangqing could not be good friends, and now Mr. Zhe still has this idea. It is impossible for one person to treat everyone well. Similarly, with Major General Mo, whenever you have to make a choice and make a choice, your family, relatives and friends are always treated harshly by him.

Looking up at Qiu Yue, Qiu Yue, who is emotionally exposed at the moment, has an anxious face and is haggard, looking like he will live for many years. This is how Qiu Yue is a good friend. what kind?Mr. Zhe clicked his lips, he was still late, if he came a few days earlier, he must find a way to break Mo Sangqing's leg!
In the military camp five hundred miles west of Huangshabao, Yan Dongjin finished reading Qiu Yue's letter to himself. He read the letter three times, and almost squeezed a hole in the letter.Putting the letter on the table, Yan Dongjin rubbed his eyes, the person who had a normal complexion just now turned pale, and his eyes seemed a little empty.

General Yan's comprehension has deteriorated at the moment. He has read a letter three times. He is still not very able to sort out what Qiu Yue said to him. He doesn't know the cause, but he knows the consequences. His elder brother will die.

The deceased member of the Qiu family who delivered the letter didn't know what kind of letter his second son wrote. He just looked at Young Master Yan's face and felt that his second son probably didn't say anything good in the letter.

Yan Dong tried his best to calm himself down, the dead man of the Qiu family stood quietly in front of him, without saying a word, there was no sound in the Chinese military tent, Yan Dong could hear his own breathing and heartbeat, his breathing was rapid, His heart was beating so fast that he even felt pain in his chest.

How can this be?Yan Dong thought to himself, how could the eldest brother treat himself like this, how could he treat his younger brother like this?How can this be?Yan Dong couldn't breathe, and his teeth almost bit his lips.He seems to have returned to the night outside the capital, before the ruined temple. At that time, he was powerless and had nowhere to ask, so he could only watch Mo Liangyuan go back to the capital. And once, did he want to watch his elder brother die? ?

The emotions of fear and anger soon turned into despair. Yan Dongjin was at a loss at this moment, his mind went blank, he couldn't think of anything, and he didn't even think about it. Little General Yan hoped that he was dreaming and waking up from the dream. That's it, this nightmare is over.

"He, he can't treat me like this," muttering to himself, Yan Dongjin bit his lip unconsciously, blood dripped down the corner of his mouth onto the table, staining Qiu Yue's letter red one slice.

(End of this chapter)