Datang: My God of War identity was exposed by the princess

Chapter 47 It's Time to Fulfill the Vow (For Collection)
While in a coma, Duan Xiaofan vaguely saw a glimmer of light.

This ray of light slowly expanded, illuminating his originally dark world.

I saw that Yizhou City was brightly lit, so beautiful.

And on the city wall of Yizhou.

Ma Yulin, governor of Yizhou, put his arms around his wife, his face full of happiness and sweetness.

The old one-armed man was carrying a pot of old wine, and he was talking to the young soldiers in high spirits.

Old Master, Old Wang next door, and all the people of Yizhou are here.

They were full of energy, chatting and laughing happily, and were very happy.

"you?"

Seeing this scene, Duan Xiaofan couldn't help asking in panic.

"Thank you General, we are already home."

Ma Yulin led the crowd, saluted Duan Xiaofan, and said with a smile.

That smile is so joyful, so peaceful.

Yes!

They all went home...

"Just go home."

"Just go home."

The prodigal son kept murmuring, and two lines of blood and tears cut his handsome cheeks.

But as a sharp pain came, it broke all the beautiful pictures.

The prodigal son suddenly opened his eyes, completely awake.

It's just that the picture in front of him is so bleak.

In the empty Yizhou City, there was no one else.

There are only corpses all over the ground, and blood that cannot be washed away by the rain.

Quiet and tragic.

All the people in Yizhou died on the battlefield.

No one took half a step back, and no one survived.

They all died in battle.

Even the eighty-year-old mother-in-law died on the battlefield with a cane.

"General..."

Seeing Duan Xiaofan opened his eyes, Xiahoudun couldn't help whispering.

The prodigal son nodded, turned his head and looked around.

One or two hundred tiger and leopard knights were already awake, exercising their muscles and bones.

And some tiger and leopard knights were still sleeping soundly.

As for the army led by Chai Rourou, it was stationed not far away.

They were not idle either, they were cleaning the battlefield.

"Don't forget our oath, the living collect the corpses of the dead."

"Go wake them up, don't go to sleep."

The prodigal son was not in a hurry to greet the reinforcements, but pointed to the tiger and leopard knights around him.

But as his words fell, Xiahou Dun's body couldn't help trembling.

Then, his eye sockets turned red.

"what happened?"

Facing Xiahou Dun's reaction, the prodigal son couldn't help frowning and asked.

"General, all the brothers who can get up are up."

"Those brothers who didn't get up, I'm afraid they won't get up again..."

Xiahou Dun's eyes were red, and he said in a trembling voice.

boom!
As soon as these words came out, the prodigal son couldn't help being stunned.

Then, an endless sadness surged into his heart in an instant.

Three thousand tigers and leopards ride with him to save the people of Hengzhou and guard Yizhou.

But now, those who died in battle died in battle.

There are still some people who lie forever in a pool of blood.

They lie down and never wake up again.

"We are not only men, but also soldiers."

"Isn't this day preordained?"

The prodigal son looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, and said with a wry smile.

It's just that his eyes were red, so red that it broke his heart.

Because his tears have already dried up.

Even blood and tears can't flow out.

It's just the blood in my heart, but it keeps flowing.

"Now, it's time for us to deliver on our promises."

Enduring the severe pain in his body, the prodigal son slowly got up from the ground and said.

Xiahou Dun gritted his teeth tightly and nodded heavily.

After a while, the remaining two hundred tiger and leopard riders gathered together.

They are going to fulfill the vows they made last night.

The living collect the corpses of the dead.

……

At this time, Chang'an City.

"Northern Xinjiang Urgent Report!"

"Northern Xinjiang Urgent Report!"

The roar of the scouts broke the silent night of Chang'an City.

Roaring one by one, the war horses rushed into Chang'an City.

Letters of distress from various cities in northern Xinjiang were finally sent to Chang'an.

Inside the imperial study room.

Li Er looked at the letters in blood, his body trembling.

"Tongueless, quickly call Changsun Wuji and others to come to the palace to discuss matters."

Li Er said with clenched fists.

Seeing that Li Er's face was pale, Wu Tong didn't dare to delay at all.

Quickly ordered the little eunuch to go out of the palace to call someone.

After an hour, everyone gathered in the royal study of the palace.

"This is the battle report from Northern Xinjiang, you all should take a look."

Li Er waved his big hand and said with a gloomy face.

Tongueless immediately handed the battle report on the table to everyone.

The battle reports from Northern Xinjiang were constantly circulated in the hands of everyone.

After everyone saw it, their faces were ashen.

This……

The degree of corruption in the war in northern Xinjiang far exceeded everyone's imagination.

"Is this what you guys call playing the autumn wind?"

Li Er stared at Changsun Wuji and asked coldly.

Changsun Wuji was taken aback immediately.

My brother-in-law, the emperor, is blaming me!

At the beginning, he was the one who advocated that Jieli Khan was just "playing the autumn wind", but who knew that this Turkic bastard was playing for real!

"Your Majesty, since Jieli Khan doesn't know how to live or die and invades our northern border, he should be quartered."

"But now my Tang Dynasty is waiting for prosperity, the treasury is empty, and I am unable to fight."

"Now that the war in northern Xinjiang is rotten, I implore Your Majesty to send envoys to discuss peace as soon as possible."

Changsun Wuji said righteously.

What does it mean to use the strongest tone and say the most embarrassing words?
What the old fox expressed was to the fullest.

As a peace negotiator, he naturally advocates peace talks.

"The old minister agrees!"

Xiao Yu, who was in charge of the governor of the dynasty, immediately agreed.

This Xiao Yu is not only the current prime minister, but also Li Er's cousin.

As soon as he made a sound, Changsun Wuji felt at ease in an instant.

As long as he puts aside his past suspicions and stands on the same front with himself.

The matter of peace negotiation is a sure thing.

War is the last thing that wealthy families and rising nobles want to see.

Only by negotiating a peace can their interests be guaranteed from loss.

Therefore, as the leader of the emerging nobles, Changsun Wuji naturally advocated peace talks.

And Xiao Yu and the five surnames and seven families are inextricably linked, so the two hit it off.

"Negotiate peace? Thanks to your words!"

"Now Turkic offal is massacring cities in northern Xinjiang, and you are talking about peace talks?"

Duan Zhixuan couldn't bear it anymore, and was the first to jump out.

His son Duan Xiaofan is still in northern Xinjiang, and his life and death are uncertain!

If it were in the past, it would not be his turn to offend others and make a bird.

After all, there is Yuchi Jingde's big black face, and Cheng Yaojin's incarnate demon king.

It's not his turn.

But the two are not in Chang'an, and now he is the only one who has jumped out!

How could he just sit and wait for his own son's life and death to be at stake?
"Your Majesty, the war in northern Xinjiang is rotten, and we should prepare for it!"

Li Jing, as Minister of the Ministry of War, said with red eyes.

"Good preparation!"

"How many soldiers and horses can Chang'an deploy now? Presumably Lord Shang Shu knows better than this old man?"

Xiao Yu immediately snorted coldly and questioned Li Jing.

Li Jing was immediately speechless when asked.

Now Chang'an has no soldiers to send except the forbidden army.

Even if troops are dispatched from Longyou and other places, it may be too late...

(End of this chapter)