Before Si Yirong came, he didn’t know what the situation in Jiangbei was like. Only when he came here did he realize how urgent the war situation was. The rebellion by Marquis Cheng Yuan was obviously premeditated, and looking at Marquis Cheng Yuan’s attitude of pursuing Zhao Yuanzhen,
It doesn’t seem like he has the slightest attitude of trying to calm things down.
At this time, is there any hope of seeking peace?
Si Yirong was feeling uneasy as he asked about the whereabouts of Dragon Saint King An Wen and General Han.
"Marquis Cheng Yuan is so crazy that he doesn't hesitate to set fire to the mountain!" An Wenlong was furious when he mentioned this, gritting his teeth and said: "The rebels are not weak, but we have been frustrated several times and failed to find the Holy King and the general in time.
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An Wenlong was filled with self-blame and thought that there would be no need for effort at all.
They underestimated the enemy. They never expected that Cheng Yuanhou secretly raised such elite soldiers and horses. No wonder they dared to attack the Holy King again and again.
In the end, An Wenlong guessed that the Holy King and the General were most likely still in the mountains and forests. An Wenlong did not dare to act rashly and could only send a group of elite soldiers to follow the pursuers to find a way to see if they could find the Holy King and the General first.
General.
"Master Marquis, let's stay in the post house for now." An Wenlong didn't expect Si Yirong to be of any help, he just hoped that reinforcements would arrive soon.
"This..." Si Yirong nodded in agreement, and then hurriedly said as if he had thought of something: "I'm afraid I don't have enough people with me. The guards at home are not as good as the generals in the army. I wonder if General An can lend some people?
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"What does the Marquis want to do?" An Wenlong was stunned. He didn't even ask for someone, so why did Si Yirong ask for someone in turn?
"General An doesn't know something. My little daughter loves the Holy King wholeheartedly. When she learned that the Holy King was killed, she also came after him. So far, she has no news."
Si Yirong said with a look of pain on his face, and sighed and said: "The battle situation in Jiangbei is so chaotic. How can a weak woman like her have a way to survive? She has to trouble the general to help us find it together."
An Wenlong: "..."
He wanted to scold his mother, what could cause trouble at this time?
Look at Si Yirong standing in front of him. He is really open-minded. There are many injured soldiers outside who dare not slack off despite their injuries. They are dealing with the rebels. But he is looking at this man who is covered in bandages.
With such a look, he was actually able to ask for help.
An Wenlong took a deep breath, knowing that the man in front of him was the Marquis of Xiwu, the Queen's father, and that the missing daughter was the future concubine of the Holy King, so he could only agree.
"Now that the rebels are watching with eager eyes, our military manpower is already insufficient." An Wenlong lowered his eyes and said: "The general can only ask people to help the Marquis pay attention to one or two things. I am afraid that I will not be able to spare the manpower to go out, so I still ask the Marquis.
Look forward to it."
Si Yirong was a little unhappy at first, but he didn't say anything when he saw An Wenlong's injuries.
After An Wenlong dealt with Si Yirong, he turned around and returned to the camp. He had cursed him countless times in his heart. He really didn't understand what the emperor was doing by sending such a thing. Fortunately, he didn't get any specific instructions, and he didn't want to talk about it anymore.
No matter what.
Si Yirong stayed in the post house and immediately set out to find Si Qionglian's whereabouts.
At this time, Si Qionglian had not yet arrived in Jiangbei. Because she was running away from home, she specially dressed up in disguise. And because of her poor health, she stopped and walked very slowly along the way.
In the inn, Si Qionglian clutched her aching chest and felt a little uncomfortable. No matter what she did, she had to pay a price. Her body was really riddled with pain.
