The flags of the Crow Army swept towards Henan Road, chasing the fleeing Southeast Road troops and the remaining soldiers of Longyou Road.
The guard flags of Jiannan Road are built like a wall here.
Jiang Ming looked at Wu Yaer's army retreating and asked Li Mingyu in a low voice: "If you let him be the main force, aren't you afraid that he will collude with Longyou Southeast?"
If the Crow Army and the Longyou Road of the Southeast Road join forces, Jiannan Road and the Chu Army may not be able to defeat them if they join forces.
Li Mingyu made a sound.
"Uncle Ming, you are wrong. I didn't ask him to go, it was my sister." He smiled at Jiang Ming, "I listened to my sister. She is not afraid, and I am not afraid either."
Jiang Ming laughed, then looked at the direction of Wu Ya'er's army, thinking about the past: "Miss is really not afraid of him at all."
"My sister is not afraid of him, either he is not scary." Li Mingyu giggled, "Or he does not make her afraid."
Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment, isn't Wu Ya'er scary? I'm afraid no one in the world would think so, so it could only be the latter. He didn't want the young lady to be afraid, so he put away his ferocity in front of the young lady.
"After all, the young lady took care of his mother very well for him." He smiled and felt relieved, "And the young lady also did a lot of things for him that he didn't know about. This is sincerity."
Li Mingyu nodded, his eyes sparkling like stars, looking at Wu Yaer's beautiful face when they were face to face.
"Sister and Governor Wu like each other," he said. "They don't let the other be afraid of the other. It's great."
Huh? Jiang Ming plucked a piece of his beard. He always felt that what he said was right but not wrong. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.
Li Mingyu had already looked back: "Where has my sister gone? Is the journey going well?"
Jiang Ming smiled and said: "Young master, don't worry, the young lady is accompanied by the Chu army, and there are middle and sixth grade students in the capital, and everything is under control."
He looked behind him and calculated silently.
"Miss, you should arrive at the capital boundary tomorrow morning."
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When it was almost dawn, the bonfire became flickering in the night.
Camping in the wild, Li Minglou, who was sleeping lightly and was wrapped in fur, woke up, moved his mouth slightly and took a breath...
"Madam!" Baobao who was standing by asked immediately, "Are you okay?"
Li Minglou adjusted to the pain in his body, opened his eyes, and took the hot tea from the bag: "I'm fine."
She looked at the hands holding the hot tea. Ever since she called out that she was Li Minglou, even though the black robe and umbrella could not relieve her pain, she had not been burned into bones like in the fantasy.
Then she is still alive.
She drank the tea slowly, and the night turned from ink to cyan, and the whole camp gradually came to life. The horses neighed, hot water heated the rice, and they were dressed in armor. When light appeared in the sky, Li Minglou ordered to break camp.
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Bao Bao held two cloaks in both hands, the same black fur, one larger and one smaller.
"Ma'am," he asked, "Which one should I wear?"
Li Minglou pointed: "This is the governor's, it's bigger than mine."
She looked at the light that gradually spread across the earth. Daytime was still more difficult for her than night.
Baobao responded by carefully wrapping her in a cloak and hat, then opened an umbrella and stood beside her.
Many strange things happened to him during a war, such as his wife suddenly turning into the eldest lady of Jiannan Road, Xiang Yun and his wife having a grudge against killing their father, and Xiang Nan saying that his wife was his wife...
But these have nothing to do with him, he is the one who holds the umbrella for her, no matter she is a lady or a young lady.
The vanguard advanced, the archers followed, and the shield soldiers surrounded them. Li Minglou galloped on his horse, thinking about the news gathered from various places since the battle and dealing with it. When he returned to the capital, he could immediately give orders and approval, and he was concentrating and trance-like.
Suddenly there was a huge flame ahead, and she subconsciously reined in her horse.
The horse just neighed, and the guards surrounding him stopped immediately, and Baobao even pulled out his knife... After the last incident where a monk suddenly appeared in the wild, the guards around Li Minglou became more alert.
They were told clearly that there was a kind of assassin that the lady could see that no one else could see.
"Madam." Bao Bao asked, "Is there anything wrong?"
Li Minglou looked ahead. On the road filled with flames like purgatory, there was a tall figure standing tall. He was wrapped in a green robe. The green robe fluttered and fluttered with firelight. Even the wooden stick in his hand was emitting sparks.
He seemed very far away, yet he came closer step by step.
Li Minglou sighed softly: "Bao Bao, come with me."
Is he the only one? Baobao was stunned for a moment. Although he was not afraid of death, he was afraid that he would not be able to protect his wife: "Madam, you can't take risks."
"Don't worry, I'm going to have a good talk with him." Li Ming said, looking at the monk's figure walking forward step by step in the firelight, he seemed to see himself, "I understand what he means now."
Sure enough, there was someone, and his hair stood on end. He held an umbrella in one hand and a knife in the other and looked forward. The guards in front continued to move forward without receiving the order. The guards here stopped, and the road gradually became empty, and there was no one.
Baobao followed Li Ming downstairs and walked forward, while the other guards stayed in place uneasily and on guard.
"Li Minglou, you can see clearly."
With this question, people also arrived in front of him, and Li Minglou also stepped into the sea of knives and fire in an instant. His black umbrella and cloak instantly disappeared, and his whole person was ignited with fire.
Li Minglou felt the burning in his body and looked at the monk who was in the same condition as himself.
"I still don't know what to call Master?" she asked suddenly.
Monk Mu looked at her and said, "She was born tall, so she was given the name Mu by her master."
Li Minglou saluted: "Master Mu, I can see clearly." She looked behind her, "In less than three days of the Battle of Anton, our guard and the other side's guard suffered more than 6,000 casualties and more than 1,000 civilian casualties. What's next?
It will affect Henan Road and Jiangnan Road..."
Within ten days, the casualties will surely exceed tens of thousands.
Monk Mu said: "What about after ten days? What about after what you have to do after returning to Beijing?"
Li Minglou was silent for a moment, then smiled: "Master, do you already know what I want to do?"
Monk Mu said: "When you raise your sword against the emperor, it's already doomed."
Thinking of that moment, Li Minglou felt a little sad: "Yes, at that time I had already decided not to look back."
"You killed the emperor, became the first prince, and became the target of public criticism." Monk Mu said, "If you don't die, the war will continue. What's more, you will provoke greater disputes in the world. Li Minglou, you
But we can clearly see how the world will be devastated next? How many innocent soldiers and civilians will lose their lives?"
Li Minglou nodded: "I can see that there will be greater casualties in the future, and the people who have just settled down will be displaced again. The casualties are not just tens of thousands, but tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands."
Monk Mu looked at her: "Li Minglou, do you think you deserve death?"
Li Minglou was silent for a moment. He did not answer but asked: "Master Mu, in the thirteenth year of Chengyuan, after my death, will the world really be at peace?"
Monk Mu said: "The emperor is sitting firmly, the rebels have been eliminated, and the world is at peace."
Li Minglou asked again: "How many years has peace lasted?"
Monk Mu did not lie: "I can only look at ten years from now."
"Master, what will happen in the thirteenth year after Chengyuan, you, a god, can't see it." Li Minglou said, "But I, a mortal with naked eyes, can see it."
Monk Mu looked at her without speaking.
"Master, look at today." Li Minglou raised his hand and pointed behind him, "Even if I changed a lot of things that were destined to happen, the defenders are still getting stronger and stronger. In that life, Wu Ya'er died, and his troops were destroyed by various forces.
Wei Dao was taken away, Jiannan Dao fell into the hands of Xiang Yun, and Xiang Yun died. Do you think the world will really be peaceful?"
She looked back at Monk Mu.
"That time, the master took me to see what happened after my death. The master may not have cared about it, but I saw that the remnants of the Shi Dynasty rebels were still making trouble everywhere. After Xiang Yun died, many soldiers came to express their condolences. They were fierce and stared at Xiang Yun.
The entrance hall of the house is filled with dark thoughts.”
She shook her head at the wooden monk.
"After the thirteenth year of Chengyuan, the emperor will not be able to sit firmly, and the world will not be peaceful."
"After the thirteenth year of Chengyuan, the Jiedushi were inherited from father to son. The soldiers, horses, tax officials and the people were all under the control of Wei Dao. Wei Dao was divided into one side, and the court seemed to have nothing. Then the Wei Dao fought for it and fought endlessly."
"Master, you want to kill me for the sake of peace in the world. If the world becomes unjust, there will be countless casualties."
"But if you kill me, the world will not be at peace. Countless lives will still be killed and injured."
"Master, if we want to truly have peace in the world, it is better to solve the source of chaos than to solve my life."
Monk Mu looked at her with a dull expression: "Li Minglou, it is you who will bring chaos to the world. Hundreds of thousands of people will die because of you. Killing is killing, and bringing trouble to the world is bringing trouble to the world. What will happen in the thirteenth year of Chengyuan?
It’s not a reason for you to get away with it.”
The wooden staff in his hand waved towards Li Minglou.
"Li Minglou, suffer death!"
Li Minglou stood still, watching the wooden stick cut through the fire like a sword...
There was a crisp sound, and the long knife in Bao Bao's hand drew a light of fire on the wooden staff.
"Madam!" he shouted, blocking the front of Li Minglou, "Be careful!"
The bag was covered in sweat. He had seen his wife talking to herself on the empty road. He already knew that something was strange, but when a ghost-like person appeared out of thin air in front of him, wrapped in a green robe and covering his head and face, he was still sweating.
hairy.
The guards who were parked in the distance also roared. Although they were frightened by the person who appeared out of thin air, they still instinctively drew their swords. The crossbowmen raised their heavy bows, and the military formation rushed here in an instant...
"Wait a minute." Li Minglou stopped.
The guards reined their horses to a stop, their horses breathed, their swords were raised, and their crossbows were pointed this way.
The bag knocked away the wooden stick, and the long knife stopped in front of the wooden monk.
Li Minglou looked at Mu Monk and came to reality from the illusion. In her eyes, Mu Monk was still standing in the sea of fire. The real person was weaker than in the illusion, like thin porcelain that would break if he moved.
There was blood dripping from his hand holding the stick...
"Master Mu, I know that you are a great monk and a great virtue, and I also understand that you worry about all the people in the world. I know that I will make the world chaotic again and the people will have no way to live." Li Minglou looked at him and said, "But in order to make up for all this, in order to be able to live in the future
To have true peace, I must now do evil."
She leaned over and bowed to Monk Mu.
"I am a wicked person, God can only let me die, and I have to struggle in every possible way and finally have to die. Besides, I will not die on my own, and you can't let me die."
She leaned over and picked up the black umbrella from the ground, opened it, and placed it at the feet of the wooden monk.
"Master, take care. Only if you are alive can you kill this evil person like me."
After she said that, she turned around and mounted her horse, retracting her sword and following him. Li Minglou didn't look at Monk Mu again, and fearlessly urged the horse to pass him by.
The armored guards also circled around Monk Mu, just like a river that separates when it encounters mountains and rocks, then gathers together, and rushes forward.
The river has gone away, and there are no rocks on the road. There is only a black umbrella, motionless in the cold wind of winter.