In Jiankang City, outside the Imperial Ancestral Temple, Huan Xuan rode an exceptionally tall horse with thick legs. The horse's knees were covered with knee pads. Even so, Huan Xuan, who was wearing double leather armor, almost looked like a horse.
Under the pressure of the sumo wrestler's weight, he was still out of breath.
Behind Huan Xuan, dozens of sergeants were hurriedly running in and out of the Ancestral Temple, taking out the seven temple tablets, sacrificial gifts and other important things, and loading them into two carriages made of golden nanmu. Huan Xuan
His head was covered with sweat, and he looked around as if he was waiting for someone.
There was a sound of horse hoofbeats, but Bian Fanzhi and Tao Yuanming came on horseback. Behind them were more than a hundred archers who were out of breath. Hu Fan also followed them on foot. Huan Sheng was right next to Bian Fanzhi.
In his arms, he was still sleeping deeply, unaware of everything outside.
As soon as Huan Xuan saw Huan Sheng and Tao Yuanming holding his eldest nephew Huan Jun, the son of his deceased brother behind him, he breathed a sigh of relief, nodded with satisfaction and said: "Yes, respect our ancestors, Yuanming
, you really did not disappoint me."
Bian Fan said anxiously: "Empress Liu..."
Huan Xuan waved his hand, indicating that he did not want to hear this news. He looked around and said in a deep voice: "All the troops are listening to the order. We need reinforcements for the frontline war. Now I have to go into battle in person to fight against the Jingba rebels. I will stay behind to protect everyone."
Everyone must perform their duties and must not neglect their duties, otherwise, after I put down the rebellion, rewards and punishments will be clearly defined, do you understand?!"
There was a feeble sound of promises all around. The shamans kneeling inside and outside the Ancestral Temple, all with distracted eyes, looking around, had already begun to look for a way out for themselves. After all, even a fool knows the current situation. Huan Xuan is
Instead of going into battle, he was clearly running away!
Huan Xuan felt sad for a while, but he still put on a confident expression on his face. He pinched the horse's belly with his two elephant-thick fat legs and said loudly: "Drive!"
The mount named Han Diba shook its tail and stepped forward unwillingly. Suddenly, it stopped because a strong force stopped its progress. It was someone who pulled the horse.
The reins of a mount!
Huan Xuan's eyes widened, and he saw that the person holding the reins of his mount was none other than Hu Fan!
Hu Fan's eyes were full of tears and he said loudly: "Your Majesty, the winner in the front has not been decided yet, our soldiers are still fighting. The 800 Yulin archers here are all loyal and loyal for generations, and they can die for you.
Jingzhou veterans, if you lead them to the battlefield, the morale of the soldiers will be a hundred times higher, and they will fight to the death with the enemy. Hu Fan is not talented, but he is willing to pioneer for Your Majesty and lead the soldiers to fight hard!"
At this time, Huan Xuan finally shed two lines of tears. His nose was twitching violently, but he couldn't say a word. He could only hold the riding whip in his hand and pointed to the sky, saying nothing.
Middle: "It's not that I don't want to fight, it's actually God's will. If not, how could my Jingzhou army be wiped out in a few days, defeated again and again, to this point?! If God's will is like this, what about manpower?
Save it? General Hu, just take care of yourself. If we are destined, we can still live to see you again!"
Hu Fan's eyes began to blur, and tears came out of his eyes. His hands weakly loosened the reins. A king who had lost his fighting spirit could not follow him even if he gave up his own life. He stepped back numbly for two steps.
Stepping forward, Huan Xuan gritted his teeth and whipped the horse hard on the buttocks. He neighed loudly and immediately flew towards the quarrying area in the south. There were fast boats and calligraphy and painting there.
, there are a thousand sergeants who have already stayed there.
Bian Fanzhi, the embarrassed-looking Huan Qian, Yin Zhongwen, and Yu Yizhi, the defeated generals on the front line, also followed Huan Xuan, galloping on their horses. Hundreds of Yulin archers followed on foot behind these people's horses.
Rushing towards the south, Tao Yuanming sighed, passed by Hu Fan, and said calmly: "General Hu, you have tried your best. Your Majesty is right. God's will is inevitable. Let's go back to Jingzhou first and then think of a solution!"
Hu Fan gritted his teeth, turned around and ran in the other direction, taking off his armor as he walked: "My brothers are still fighting outside the city. I brought them to Jiankang. As long as they are still alive,
, I have to take them back, even if they die, they have to die together, otherwise, my conscience will never be at peace in this life!"
Tao Yuanming quietly looked at Hu Fan's retreating background and shook his head gently: "What a pity, what a pity!"
While muttering to himself, he rode his horse towards the south.
After these monarchs, ministers and generals went north and south, the shamans who had stayed in the Ancestral Temple of Chu State dispersed in a rush. Many of them took off their black priest robes like they were throwing away the plague gods, put on common people's clothes, and then
They also ran around, and in just a few minutes, the Ancestral Temple, which was crowded just now, was completely empty, and not even half of the people were gone.
In the main hall of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, behind the curtains, two people covered in burqas walked out. The black robes gently looked at the silent man in cloak beside him, and smiled slightly: "How about it, let me do it again."
You guessed it, Liu Yu really succeeded."
Doupengke coughed twice softly: "You are indeed more knowledgeable than me in terms of fighting, and I am not as good as you. But I think you didn't expect Liu Yu to go so smoothly this time."
The black robe sighed: "The war is fierce and dangerous. A small detail may reverse the outcome, just like Tan Pingzhi's arrow. He gave up his own life to save Liu Yu. Otherwise, maybe now
The one who is laughing here is Huan Xuan. Sometimes, there may be God's will in the dark and it is beyond our human power to restore it."
Doupengke said coldly: "When will you believe in fate? This is not like you at all. In any case, everything now is based on your and my deductions. I have been out for too long. I just
I'm afraid your good disciple won't be able to hide it for a long time. Before I leave, think about it again, is there anything else you need me to do?"
Heipao sighed: "Do you really think that relying on Huan Xuan and Liu Yi can contain Liu Yu? I used to believe it, but now, I really have some doubts. Maybe it's time to let the mafia return
It’s moving.”
Doupengke suddenly laughed: "The current mafia should continue to lurk. There is no need to directly conflict with Liu Yu. The fake mafia can make a lot of articles. I have arranged a good show for our Xile
Brother, you can officially stand out."
Black Robe's expression changed slightly: "What do you mean?"
The cloaked man strode out with a smile: "Thank you for your good disciple, Hei Pao. From now on, Yuan Ming belongs to me."
The man in black robe silently watched the cloaked man's leaving figure, with a complicated look flashing in his eyes. He turned around and disappeared into the darkness. The Chu State Ancestral Temple returned to silence.
This chapter has been completed!