Chapter 76 Blood-soluble flesh

The familiar and strange figure crossed the fog and appeared in front of him again.

Real but ethereal.

There is no doubt, but there is nothing to say.

Several people stood there like an electric shock, as if time had stopped.

"Lord of the Palace, Lord Frost Hall..."

Lan Er reacted and ran to the door in two steps and was about to kneel down to salute.

"Don't do this..." The snow frost grabbed Lan'er:

"Don't salute outside... Let's go to your house..."

"Come on, come in..."

Lan'er said enthusiastically, but her eyes were full of surprise.

Han Yue pulled Yan Niang and took two steps forward. Yan Niang finally her legs were weak and knelt on the ground. She looked dull and shouted hoarsely, "Mother..."

Lan'er and Tang Dafan were shocked. Just as they were about to speak, they were shocked by Xue Shuang's cold eyes and said nothing.

"Tang Dafan, Lan'er, come out with me."

Snow Frost ordered.

Lan'er pulled her father and followed Xue Shuang out of the door. She didn't dare to doubt or disove.

The courtyard is still silent.

"Mother..."

Yan Niang's muttered voice was full of tears, and there was no more word.

Liu knelt on the ground, hugged Yan Niang, and suddenly cried:

"Yanniang, Yan Niang, my daughter..."

The cold moon also slowly knelt on the ground:

"Aunmother..."

Tears came out of my eyes involuntarily.

Liu also held the cold moon in his arms:

"Month..."

The three people didn't know how long they cried until they cried that it was dark, and there were no tears, only choking.

"How did you find me? I haven't heard of you for so many years. How are you?

Han Yue took out two jade pendants from her arms:

"I saw the jade pendant from Lan'er."

"I have sold the jade pendant, and I don't plan to see you again. Unexpectedly, I have to sell jade pendants to see you..." Liu grabbed the jade pendant and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where'er? The jade pendant is with him. Why didn't he come... Is he okay..."

"Brother is fine. He is still in the army, so we didn't tell him. If my brother knew, I would definitely come to see my mother immediately.

"I know your brother... Your brother is fighting with your father in the barracks, and many people praise them... I don't see them, but I can hear it. It's good to know that you are all good..."

Liu's rough hand stroked Yan Niang's face, and a trace of brilliance appeared in her cloudy eyes.

"Mom, if you know where we are, why don't you come to us? Why don't you go to see your brother?"

Yan Niang asked.

Liu's painful shaking of his head:

"Why do I still have the face to go to you and see your father... Don't you hate me? It's not right to abandon your children..."

"Mother..." Yan Niang hugged Liu: "Mother gave us life and raised us to grow up. I know that mother has no choice but to leave. No matter what, we won't hate our mother."

"Good boy, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for the Yi family." Liu hugged Yan Niang and cried.

Suddenly, there was a cough in the room, and the cough was continuous, and the listener was worried.

"The strong son coughed again, and I have to pour water for him..."

Liu said in a panic. Hanyue reached out to help Liu up. Liu poured water and her hands were still trembling. She trembled into the inner room.

There was an oil lamp in the inner room, and a thin boy about five or six years old was half lying on the kang and coughing violently.

"Come on, Zhuanger, drink water..." Liu Shi sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the boy and fed him water.

The boy drank water and looked slowly. He opened his eyes and looked at Han Yue and Yan Niang, and asked Liu:

"Mother, who are they..."

"It's the eldest sister..." Liu said kindly.

The strong man is very thin, and his face is slightly red because of coughing. Zhuang'er looks like Liu Shi, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a soft face, and a little similar to Yi Hui in childhood.

"This is Zhuang'er, so good. What's wrong with this?"

Yan Niang reached out and stroked Zhuang'er.

"It's a disease, right? It's been like this since the age of three..." Liu sighed.

"Mother, I'm sorry..." The little boy's cowardly voice and a pair of big eyes were pitiful.

"My brother's fiancee is a magic doctor. There is no disease that she can't cure. Otherwise, let's go back to her to treat the disease..." Yan Niang said.

"The magic doctor, Huier is blessed." Liu said, "It's okay for her to treat the disease. However, if your father knew, he would definitely be angry. His evil temper must not allow you to come to see me..."

With that, Liu's tears rippled.

"Don't worry, we will arrange it." Han Yue said with a sincere face.

This is the aunt who raised her, who gave her warm maternal love in her memory.

In Yecheng, the headquarters of the He army, the lights are bright.

After the main book case is the veteran He Fan. He Fan is nearly 60 years old, slightly fat, the folds on his face reveal his age, and a few wisps of gray beard trembled slightly. There is only one pair of eyes shining brightly.

Next to him is a woman with willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, tall and heroic, dressed in a uniform. The woman is the daughter of He Fan and He Lingran, known as Mulan in the Dream Dynasty. He Lingran is only 19 years old. She has been familiar with military books since she was a child and has strong martial arts skills. She has led the army to defeat the invasion of leaving the country several times. She is famous and is a legend of the Menghua Dynasty.

It's his generals who did it again.

"Marshal, I don't think this account can be played. It's too late to prepare for the war here. There is not enough food and grass, and the soldiers and horses are not good, but we have been thinking about it for many days. We might as well report to the emperor and ask for peace..."

The speaker is a young general with a big waist, Zhao Wei. Zhao Wei's father died with He Fan, and then he grew up with He Fan and became a childhood sweetheart with Ling Ran. However, Zhao Wei is not as brave as his father, and he is a useless generous person.

"Nonsense! How can we ask for peace? Marshal, listen to what kind of bastards this is. It's all about growing other people's ambition to destroy his prestige. We don't need much food and fodder to fight against them in the first battle. Who said that our soldiers and horses are not good, and my front and back troops are all ten. You guys usually don't train well, and you want to make peace as soon as you go to the battlefield! Asshole theory!"

An old man cursed.

"Uncle An, don't worry, take a sip of water..." Ling Ran brought tea to the old man.

"An Peng, your army elite, we know, but this time we have left the country with 300,000 troops, we have only 150,000 defenders in Yecheng, which is difficult to fight..."

He Fandao.

"Actually, summation is not a good thing..."

A thin middle-aged general.

"Uncle E, what is a one-time plan? What's next? The signature can't be denied, but a lot of money has been given to others. They won't give me this time."

Ling Ran said.

Her words are very gentle, but every sentence is reasonable, which makes people unconvinced.

"What do you think you should do? If you can't fight, you can't make peace talks! According to the detective newspaper, more than 200,000 troops have gathered from the country to enter the border, and we can't sit and wait to die..."

Efu Road.

He Fan also looked at his daughter with an expected face.

"Our army may not be strong enough. However, a few days ago, Marshal Yi from Huangzhou wrote to say that he was willing to help us when necessary. Marshal Yi won a hundred battles against Xinguo, and his cavalry was even more famous in the Menghua Dynasty. If we invite his army to help, we should have a chance of winning!" Ling Ran said.

"His letter is just a powerful and pretentious attitude. If he really wants to fight, will he send his army to die? Even if it is the emperor's dispatch, isn't each garrison evasion again and again and again?

Zhao Weidao.

He Fan also sighed:

"You have a good idea. Naturally, no one dares to underestimate Marshal Yi's strength. However, if we put our hopes on him, we will be disappointed..."

"Dad, how do we know we will be disappointed if we don't try? What's more, we don't have any other good plan now. Why don't you write a letter to Marshal Yi? If he is willing to join the army, we will report to the emperor and officially transfer the army here. It's not too late."

Ling Xiaodao.

He Fan thought for a moment and nodded.

At dawn, 30,000 soldiers on the field of the Yijia army in Huangzhou stood in the wind, and the Yi flag fluttered high in the wind, hunting the flag, hissing and shocking.

Yi Feng stood on the high platform in a uniform, and behind him was a cold star full of armor.

Yi Feng looked resolute and his voice was strong and loud.

"The man of Yi Jiajun is favored by the king and the favor of the people. For a long time, I have been training troops diligently and waiting for the night. This expedition is an opportunity for everyone to show their skills and protect their country. Gaojiazhou, the emperor of the country, received the favor of the emperor, but he ceded the land and became king. He colluded with Xinguo to fight against Menghua. This invasion of Ye City must have the support of Xinguo behind it. Menghua Dynasty must give it a fatal blow from the beginning, strike its sharpness, and defeat its wolf ambitions in order to defend the safety of the south of the Yangtze River. This hope rests on you.

"My subordinates will do their best to serve the country and swear to die!"

30,000 soldiers shouted in unison, and the sound was shocking!

"This time's dispatch of troops is to assist Marshal He of Ye City. You must listen to Marshal He's moderation and dispatch. If you don't try your best to fight and disobey the military order, you will be severely punished!"

"Yes!"

With a shout, heaven and earth are moved.

Yi Feng knotted his sword around his waist and handed it to Mu Hanxing beside him: "Take my sword, I'll wait for you to return triumphantly!"

Mu Hanxing knelt on one knee, raised his hands above his head, took Yi Feng's sword, and stood in the field, drew his sword out of its sheath, and the cold light flashed.

"The generals of the three armies obey the order!" The cold star's face was cold and solemn: "The whole team set off!"

With an order, the soldiers moved when they heard the sound.

Yi Feng nodded slightly and reached out to pat the cold star on the shoulder:

"I'll wait for your return!"

"Yes!" The eyes of the cold star are clear.

They have not received the official transfer order from the Holy King, and their assistance may not be rewarded. However, in the military crisis, they don't care about self-interest.

In every battlefield, many soldiers are buried in yellow sand and blood flows into rivers. However, the pride of protecting the country is in everyone's mind. A man's ambition is not to seek the recognition and reward of one person, but the peace of the people of his country.

In front of him, as far as Yi Feng could see was Yi Hui's uniform, leading the cavalry through the field. The cavalry purged, marched slowly, and raised the wind and dust.

Yi Feng nodded with satisfaction.