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Chapter 2027 Entering the Liang Army (1)

Another two days passed in the blink of an eye. Within two days, a group of Liang army generals rushed to Tongzhou City from various places.

They had been fighting bloody battles in various battlefields to annihilate the Long Army two days ago, and now they were suddenly summoned to Tongzhou. Everyone was a little confused.

These people all brought some accompanying soldiers, and groups of elite cavalry galloped past the city gate, giving people the feeling that a storm was about to come.

Winter is getting deeper and deeper, and everyone has a feeling that this winter may be colder than previous years~



The meeting hall was full of people, from Xue Meng to Yue Zhanpeng, Qian Zimo, Yu Binyang; or from Ye Xiaoxiao to Li Batian, Su Hong...

When all the high-ranking generals of the Liang Army are present, these people represent the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses of the Liang Army who went south. With their stamp of feet, the battlefield in the Central Plains will undergo earth-shaking changes.

It was this group of people who fought against hundreds of thousands of Long troops without falling behind at all.

Although the Liang army still failed to capture the capital and destroy the Long army.

But for two years, the Long army never had the upper hand on the battlefield and was completely overwhelmed by the Liang army.

It is enough to prove that the Great Liang cavalry is the most powerful in the world!

At this moment, some people's eyes were red and their fists were clenched, like Ye Xiaoxiao, who was so angry that her whole body was shaking.

They already knew about Zhu Tianhe's death in battle, and even more about the heavy losses suffered by the defenders of Shuofeng City.

Everyone was furious.

And they know that they were called here today to discuss whether to withdraw the troops~

On the other hand, Zhuge Muddleheaded in the crowd had his eyes slightly focused, as if he was thinking about something. He also looked at Chu Yucheng who was not far away, and then Wang Rusong also cast his eyes over, and the three of them nodded slightly in unison.

Somewhat weird~

"The prince is here!"

After Xu Luo gave a cold shout, Chen Yue's figure appeared in front of the generals, wearing a black robe and looking cold.

Chenyue was not wearing armor or the python robe of King Liang, and he looked a little haggard.

"boom!"

The hall quickly fell into silence, and everyone clasped their fists and shouted:

"See you, Your Majesty!"

No matter how you hear it, there is a murderous tone in this shout.

Chen Yue's eyes were black, he probably hadn't slept much in the past two days, and there were a lot of bloodshot eyes in his pupils.

His eyes slowly swept across the crowd, and his voice was hoarse as he said:

"Do you know everything about Shuofeng City?"

Everyone was silent, their eyes were red. Tens of thousands of soldiers died on the battlefield, and dozens of generals died in the battle. No one could accept such a war situation, but now they could only mourn the dead from thousands of miles away, and could do nothing.

Zhu Tianhe died, Zong Bao died, and thousands of Liang army comrades died.

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They want revenge!

Chenyue rubbed his sore eyes and said softly:

"This time we are called together to discuss whether we need to withdraw our troops. Everyone can express their opinions."

"Your Majesty, please wait!"

As soon as Chen Yue finished speaking, a loud shout suddenly sounded in the room.

Everyone was stunned and looked around, only to see that the gray-robed monk Zhuge Tutu, who was sitting next to him, had stood up with a solemn look on his face.

"Sir, do you have something to say?"

Chenyue's eyes were full of doubts. He obviously didn't quite understand what this monk wanted to do. Could it be that he wanted to be the first to speak? This doesn't look like Zhuge's confused style~

Chu Yucheng and Wang Rusong in the crowd looked at each other again, with a strange light in their eyes.

Zhuge Muddleheaded bowed to Chenyue and said in a calm tone:

"Your Majesty, before discussing the war, the poor monk has something to say.

I wonder if that’s okay?”

Although Chenyue was confused, he still stretched out his hand:

"Of course. Sir please~"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

After Zhuge Tu saluted again, he slowly turned around to face everyone. He glanced at everyone before speaking:

"We, Liangjun, are really full of talents~

There are mature and prudent battlefield warriors like Wang Duhu, mainstays like General Xue and General Ye, and even more young leaders like General Qian and General Yu.

In the officialdom, there are also contemporary literary giants such as Master Song, Master Shen, and Master Yu.

Looking around, it is gratifying.

The original text comes from Yuta&Read Novel~&

I am a humble monk who is lucky enough to see so many talented people gathered together. Even if I die, I will have no regrets."

Everyone was confused and stared at each other. What on earth was the gray-clothed monk talking about?

Zhuge Muddleheaded walked among the crowd and said calmly:

"The poor monk has only been in Liang for a few years, and his qualifications are not as good as yours, and his familiarity with Liang's land is not as good as yours.

Many of you have grown up step by step with the prince, and you are brothers and sisters.

From the Liangzhou Army to the Northern Liang Army, and then from the Northern Liang Army to today's Liangdi Border Army, you are taking one step at a time, and of course, you are also taking a step at a time with thousands of corpses.

I have traveled around the world since I was a child and have seen all kinds of things in the world. Only in Liangdi can I truly feel the tragedy and heroic emotion.

It's not easy for the Liang people, it's not easy for the frontier troops."

Zhuge said confusedly, minding his own business, ignoring the strange looks from everyone.

Although Chenyue was still confused, he did not interrupt Zhuge's confused words, but listened patiently.

He understood that Zhuge was confused, and every word he said must have a profound meaning, and he was definitely not expressing his emotions on a whim.

However, when Zhuge said these words in a daze, the eyes of many generals became sad, as if they were recalling scenes from the past.

Indeed, many of them followed Chenyue step by step, from the small Wuguan Mountain Camp to the 300,000 iron-blooded frontier troops now.

Outsiders have only seen the glory of the Liang Army, but have they ever thought about the price they paid?

"We have been fighting this battle for two years. From Beiliang to Gyeonggi Province, it spans thousands of miles and involves hundreds of battles. It is not easy.

The soldiers on the front line were fighting bloody battles with the Long Army, and the comrades who stayed behind in Liangdi were also fighting for every inch of land with the barbarians outside the pass.

The war has continued to this day, and I would like to ask, in what name are we fighting now?

Since ancient times, it has been said that a teacher has a reputation, but who are we now?

Why are you fighting the Long Dynasty? And in what name are you protecting Beiliang, the land of the seven states in Liaodong?

Are we Zhou Jun?

Not really.

Zhou Chengxuan is dead, Zhou Ding and Zhou Bao are dead, Zhou Jiaqing in Jiangnan is also in danger, and the Zhou royal family is gone.

Which emperor of the Zhou Dynasty do we owe allegiance to? Which one deserves our allegiance?

The great Zhou Dynasty of the past has disappeared. Two years later, the word "Great Zhou" is no longer heard even in the chats of ordinary people in the market.

If it is not the Zhou army, then are we the Long army?

Not to mention, don’t forget, Long Chao is calling us rebels one by one~

If it’s not the Zhou army or the Long army, then what are we?”

Zhuge's confused question shocked a group of generals present.

Yes, they are neither loyal to the previous emperor nor to the current Long Dynasty that usurped power, so who is their emperor?

Doesn’t every dynasty and every generation have an emperor? Who are they fighting for now?

The room was very quiet and silent.
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