Shi Chaoyi's body froze. For a moment, it seemed as if he had been struck by lightning.
For Yan Jiming, Hebei is his home. Isn't it the same for Shi Chaoyi?! He once fantasized that after his father and An Lushan raised an army, they could wipe out the evils of the previous dynasty and bring eternal prosperity and peace to this land.
Prosperous. However, the reality is that in order to reward the Khitan and Xi clan Yiluohe subordinates for their bloody battles, Anlu Mountain must allow his subordinates to loot and loot every time they conquer a city.
From Hejian, Qinghe to Luoyang, wherever the army passed, a bloody line was almost drawn. Anyone who was slow to surrender along the way would be massacred after the city was broken. It can be said that except for the few people on whom Anlu Mountain was founded,
Outside of counties and counties, everywhere else is devastated. This is definitely not the result that Shi Chaoyi wants to see. Although he has not read many Confucian classics and does not have a deep understanding of the word "benevolence and righteousness", like Yan Jiming, he is a man of life.
Yu Si, longer than Si!
Since the purpose of meeting the other party was to persuade him to surrender, Shi Chaoyi certainly could not close his eyes and tell lies. But at this moment, he could not find any reason to convince the other party. It was not for the imperial court, nor for fame and wealth, but for his homeland.
Not to be destroyed. The other party did what any man would do. Even according to Turkic customs, when a tribe suffers a disaster, there will be a large number of young people who have no choice but to pick up the weapon without hesitation.
Knife, use your body to block the wall behind you.
Although I am unable to protect you, the enemy will surely step over my body before they touch you.
This promise does not distinguish between any nation, region, time and space. It has always existed since the beginning of Pangu and will exist forever.
Seeing that Shi Chaoyi was speechless by himself, Yan Jiming's haggard face showed a touch of mischievousness unique to young people. "Forget it. Stop trying to find excuses. Let's compete with each other. I'll do it."
I have never won. But in a quarrel, you have been no match since the day I could speak. I am very satisfied that you can come and see me. For the sake of being friends, I advise you to prepare an escape route for yourself as soon as possible.
It’s too late for you father and son to turn around now. The court needs someone to save some face for them. If you continue to hang out with An Lushan, you will definitely not end well in the future!"
"Think about yourself!" When he failed to persuade others to surrender, Shi Chaoyi was anxious and depressed at the same time. "If you don't follow the method I teach you, you will be taken to the city by my uncle tomorrow and exposed in front of thousands of people."
Thousands of cuts will be made. By then, your Majesty will be in a state of confusion and may not be able to block our army’s full blow!"
"Before that, I had a hundred ways to kill myself. The reason why I didn't die was because I guessed that you would come back!" Yan Jiming shrugged hastily, as if he didn't care about life and death.
"You little bastard! If you want to die, I'll make it happen for you!" Shi Chaoyi punched and raised his arm, but couldn't bear to let it fall. The injury on the opponent's body was too serious. If he made a move, he might not be able to defeat him until he was soft.
He had been beaten to death, "Can't you think about yourself? You wanted to save the folks in Changshan, and you have done it. They successfully broke through and escaped cleanly."
"Really?!" A gratified smile jumped onto Yan Jiming's cheek without concealment, "Then I will be free from worries. I will die well, die well!"
"You! You..." Shi Chaoyi stomped his feet anxiously, "You stubborn donkey! Now the army of Dayan Kingdom has almost reached Tongguan City. Feng Changqing was defeated repeatedly in battles and was defeated. Gao Xianzhi was so frightened that he became ill.
I'm sorry, Ge Shuhan is a cripple lying on the bed again. There is no one in the Tang Dynasty who is worthy of being Uncle An's opponent! If it weren't for you and his son stabbing each other in the back, this Kung Fu army would have entered Chang'an!"
"You didn't join, didn't you? What would happen if you joined?! You raised your troops suddenly and caught Datang by surprise. Feng Changqing's soldiers were all temporarily recruited. Of course, they couldn't defeat Yiluohe, who An Lushan had trained so hard for many years. But
There are one less person in Yiluohe, but there are tens of millions of men in the Tang Dynasty. Not to mention anything else, Guo Ziyi and Li Guangbi are already mobilizing troops on the east side of Hedong, right? Hexi, Anxi, and the army are also rushing back on a starry night. There are also
In Dawan, Wang Mingyun, whom we met in Chang'an, would not sit back and watch his home be destroyed. What I admire most now is that he has the strength to go abroad. That is a real good man and a great hero! No.
Like some people, they only know how to behave in a nest!"
"Whether he is a hero or not, we have to fight to see! Who will win, it's too early to tell!" Listening to Yan Jiming mention Wang Xun, Shi Chaoyi felt mixed feelings. During that trip to Chang'an, Wang Xun was one of the few people he admired.
One of the characters. It is a pity that he cannot be used by historians. What is even more pity is that this person is now like an eagle with spread wings, soaring thousands of miles without worries. But Shi Chaoyi himself is destined to be trapped in the family and bloodline.
He is trapped in a prison from which he can never escape.
"Tough talk!" Yan Jiming curled his lips, his face full of disdain.
"I won't talk nonsense to you, let's take care of the wound first!" Shi Chaoyi roared in a hoarse voice, turning his head to the door, "Now that we're here, stop poking outside, come in and help him apply medicine."
"Alas! Alas! I obey my orders! I obey your orders!" A few of the army doctors ran in, put down their medicine boxes, and pulled off the dirty wound wraps on Yan Jiming's body. Unfortunately, the patient refused to appreciate it.
He rolled to the side first, and then said with a smile: "It's better not to exert any effort. Why waste the medicinal materials when you know I won't surrender?!"
"I'm willing!" Shi Chaoyi stepped forward bitterly and helped hold Yan Jiming's shoulders, "I'm wasting my own medicinal materials. It doesn't matter to you, a prisoner on death row. Don't move. If you move again, your intestines will flow out! You dead people, you are so quick.
some!"
He was much stronger than Yan Jiming. As soon as he got started, he immediately controlled the opponent. The doctors did not dare to make the young commander angry, so they quickly speeded up, cleaned the wounds, applied good gold wound medicine, and then used the medicine specially given to senior generals in the army.
The prepared white cloth was wrapped around the wound and tidied up.
After everything was done, Yan Jiming was in so much pain that he lost the strength to speak. Shi Chaoyi angrily sent away several doctors, and then sent away the jailers who came in to collect the copper charcoal basins and wine and vegetables. He picked up a bowl of meat soup and a bowl of meat soup.
The spoonful was poured into Yan Jiming's mouth. Then he tied the remaining dry food and beef together, wrapped it up with the silk cloth he took from the doctor's hand, and hung it around the other man's neck.
"What are you doing?!" Yan Jiming was stunned, almost unable to believe his eyes.
"Your martial arts were taught by me personally. I have to kill you myself to relieve my hatred. This opportunity cannot be taken advantage of by others!" Shi Chaoyi spat at him and said loudly. "If you can stand up, get out of here. Take advantage of it.
No one is paying attention tonight. When I send you out of the camp, roll as far as you can. From now on, all grudges between you and me are over. Next time you are seen by me, either you will die by my sword, or I will die by you.
Under the knife!"
"I..." After having the upper hand for half the night, Yan Jiming was finally speechless! After a long silence, he slowly stood up with the support of the other party and struggled to walk out. "Why are you following you?
Tell me?!"
"It's up to you to take care of it. He can't kill my head anyway!" Shi Chaoyi supported the other person, pulling and pushing, "Stop being so nagging. Hurry up and get on the horse. This mount has been with me for three years, so it's easy for you!"
"You..." Yan Jiming couldn't say anything anymore, his eye circles were red and black. He struggled to climb onto the mount, knocking his legs against the stirrups. Shi Chaoyi walked on foot holding the horse's reins, scanning the shadows left by the tents, and quickly walked towards the camp.
Along the way, he encountered several waves of soldiers on night watch, but he was able to get ahead of them and avoid them.
When they arrived at the gate of the camp, the two of them were discovered by the general on duty. Without waiting for questioning, Shi Chaoyi took out his father's command arrow and said, "He agreed to surrender. I took him out of the camp to persuade that old man Yan Gaoqing to surrender. Don't delay.
Please open the door! Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude to you."
The general on duty knew that this might not be true, but he did not have the courage to provoke Shi Chaoyi. After hesitating, he ordered his subordinates to open the camp door. At the same time, when Shi Chaoyi was not paying attention, he winked to his close associates and signaled him to report to the commander quickly.
Shi Chaoyi also knew that he could not hide it for long, so he quickly led the horse out of the camp. Then he stretched out his palm and slapped the horse's butt hard, "Get out, get away as far as you can!"
"Thank you!" Yan Jiming turned around on horseback and clasped his fists. "Thank you, Brother Shi. In the next life, we will still..."
His words were stuck in his throat by a cold arrow. Dark red blood spurted out from his mouth and nostrils, instantly igniting Shi Chaoyi's eyes.
"Yan Xiaoer!" Shi Chaoyi rushed over like crazy and caught his good friend's body. However, he could no longer save him. He watched helplessly as the other person twisted and struggled in his arms, and then gradually lost signs of life.
When the body in his arms hardened little by little, Shi Chaoyi's heart was completely frozen. "Don't leave yet, I will avenge you!" He wiped away his tears, put down his good friend's body, and at the same time drew out the horizontal knife from his waist.
, shouting loudly in the direction of the cold arrow, "Whoever did this, get out of here and die. If you are a man, don't let me pull you out with my own hands, otherwise, I will definitely kill your whole family!"
"It's you and me!" The familiar voice of his father came from the darkness. Shi Siming held a bow in one hand and a knife in the other, and slowly walked out of the darkness. He was accompanied by several confidants and marching commander Shi Churenzhi. "Come here,
Kill my whole family. Come here! You unworthy and rebellious son!"
"Grandpa?" Shi Chaoyi couldn't believe what he saw with his own eyes. The horizontal knife in his hand fell weakly on the snow, making a crisp "clang" sound, "You, why are you here? Yan Xiaoer, Yan Xiaoer...
"
"You really can't help me, Adou!" Shi Siming was angry and disappointed at the same time. He didn't care about the presence of outsiders around him. He quickly stepped forward, raised the back of the knife and slapped his son hard, "I should have expected this a long time ago.
This guy knows how to eat inside and outside. Why did I raise such a fool like you? Sooner or later, everyone in the Shi family will be killed by you."
Shi Chaoyi seemed to be still immersed in shock and sadness. He didn't know how to dodge or beg for mercy. He just stood there in a daze, letting the back of the knife hit him, leaving streaks of blood on his face.
Seeing that his son refused to beg for mercy, Shi Siming was completely furious and went crazy, "I, I'll just kill you and finish it off!"
As he spoke, he actually dropped the blade of the knife, ready to chop. Seeing this, the close confidants hurried forward and hugged his arm, loudly admonishing: "Jiedu calm down your anger, Jiedu calm down your anger. Tiger's poison does not eat its seeds. Tiger's poison does not eat its seeds."
He doesn’t eat food. What’s more, the young general is also temporarily confused.”
"Let go, I must kill him today to avoid future troubles!" As soon as Shi Siming got angry, he ignored him and struggled, wishing he could cut his son in half with a knife.
Seeing that they could not persuade the elder, all the cronies began to persuade the younger, "Young general, hurry up and apologize to the old Jiedu. Hurry up, you! Tell me, you know you are wrong, you know you are wrong!"
Shi Chaoyi turned a deaf ear to these words and stared blankly at his father, as if he were looking at a stranger. After a long while, he stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Isn't it just to kill someone? I know what to do.
! Just don’t do it again next time. Don’t be angry, it’s cold, be careful of catching a cold! Just watch, I will satisfy you!”
After that, he picked up the knife from the ground and walked quickly towards Yan Jiming's body. When he raised his hand, the knife fell!
"Poof!" Red light splashed out from Yan Jiming's body, dyeing Shi Chaoyi's eyes bloody.
