Now the army has no food and grass, and the soldiers still have a mouthful of porridge to eat. But the Lord has not eaten for two days. He is the most respected person in his life. Chu Yao whispered: "Lord."

Jiangxia King's voice, as always, gives people a kind of rich power, "come back?"

Chu Yao nodded his head. When he saw Wang Ye, he felt much more at ease. The great rivers and mountains of Asai kingdom would be under Wang Ye's command. A sense of pride rose from his heart. "What is Wang Ye thinking?"

To Chu Yao's surprise, the prince's eyebrows were as sharp as a sword. Instead of talking about the dangerous enemy situation at this time, he had a deep voice, "thinking of my father."

Wang Ye's father? Chu Yao immediately respected him. He was once a famous general of Donglan, but he died young.

In those days, when the LORD was not the weakest, he faced the iron hoof of thousands of enemy troops, the generals without leaders, and the younger sister who was crying for food. His young shoulder just picked up the heavy burden, until today, when he made great contributions.

It was not easy for Chu Yao to see it clearly. He was full of emotion. "If it had not been for the battle of Heishui River and heavy snow, which blocked the supply of food and grass, with the ability of the old marshal, he would have been the first general of Donglan today."

At that time, the old Marshal led his troops to fight against North Vietnam. The two countries fought fiercely. The old marshal was wise and powerful. He had the chance to kill all the enemy troops under the horse, but suddenly it snowed heavily. What's more, he encountered an avalanche, blocking the road, and the food and grass could not be transported to the front line.

Thousands of soldiers fought with the enemy in North Vietnam when their food and grass were cut off. In the end, the whole army was annihilated, and no one survived. The old Marshal also died for his country and left an orphan and widowed mother.

Before long, his wife committed suicide again. That period of time must be the darkest moment in his life.

After the first World War of Heishui River, the fate of all the people suddenly reversed.

Chu Yao couldn't imagine what kind of mood the old marshal was in when the food and grass were cut off. He led the soldiers who had no strength to hold the sword in his belly to fight with the enemy?

Today's same desperate situation reminds the Lord of the old marshal who has been dead for many years. Chu Yao comforted him: "don't be too sad, Lord. The old marshal and his wife are alive in heaven. I will be glad to see the achievements of the Lord and the princess today."

The king of Jiangxia suddenly said with a faint smile, "you're wrong. I'm not sad. You've been fighting with me for many years, and you're going to be a father. There are also those soldiers who have gone through life and death with me. Since I'm their commander-in-chief, I won't let them die here. The tragedy 13 years ago won't happen again."

Chu Yao's eyes suddenly brightened, and he looked at them excitedly, as if he were a prince with thousands of stars. For so many years, no matter what danger he faced, he believed that the prince could cross over. Which merit was not a crisis? "Yes!" he said in a loud voice

The king of Jiangxia looked far away and suddenly said, "the grain and grass should be coming soon, right?"

"We haven't heard from our spies yet." Chu Yao was surprised, "why is Wang Ye so sure?"

"Xuanyuanjue left Beijing to go to the banditry. If he can't even handle this matter, he won't be the crown prince."

Chu Yao was stunned, and then he burst out laughing. His hearty laughter went straight to the sky. It turned out that the prince had already decided that he would succeed.

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