This change of the other party is really hard to understand.
Even if they are these two little brats.
"As far as the personal relationship between Yuchi Jiong and Wang Qian is concerned, Wang Qian probably does not want Yuchi Jiong to be treated like this, but if Yu Wenxian gave the order or at least acquiesced, Wang Qian could only do this, but he should I still hope that something can be done to make Yu Wenxian change his mind," Li Jing said after thinking, "Since the commotion is so loud, I hope some knowledgeable people will notice it and fight for Yu Chijiong. After all, even if Yu Wenxian gives the order Such an order is likely to be forced into execution."
"It doesn't matter, there must be a road for cars to reach the mountain, and for boats to reach the bridge, it will be straight. No matter what the Zhou people plan to do, we will just fight forward all the way."
Li Xingchen felt like he had a headache.
This Yu Wenxian, if he can't lead his subordinates well, he will also get a headache for himself.
However, it is not a bad thing that Yu Chijiong was placed under house arrest. This old man firmly stood on the opposite side of the big man.
Compared with Yuchi Jiong, although Wang Qian can be regarded as a die-hard Zhou minister, and he even jumped out to oppose Yang Jian in history, but after all, he did not reach this position because of his knowledge of military affairs. History books also record that, Wang Qian is only famous because of his humility. His own military exploits are not outstanding, and his abilities should be limited, otherwise Liang Rui would not have easily entered Chengdu.
Liang Rui's entry into Shu was probably the easiest time in Chinese history for him to enter Shu from Chang'an.
Wang Qian gave Li Xingchen more confidence than facing the experienced Yuchi Jiong against the Han army.
I hope Wang Qian’s performance is not better than in history.
Li Jinggang wanted to say something else, but the curtain suddenly opened. Cai Rong looked haggard and looked at Li Xingchen silently. Just now, two wounded people were being rescued urgently. Li Xingchen couldn't go in even if he wanted to, but Yuan Le, who was a step behind, was still trapped. Cai Rong pulled in to help.
"what happened?"
"One of the arrows hurt the heart. I didn't notice it before and it was too late." Cai Rong said in a low voice, "The other one was already dead when he came back. He was just holding on for a breath."
Li Xingchen was startled for a moment, then opened the curtain and walked in. Cai Rong originally wanted to stop him, but in the end he didn't say anything.
In the operating room, one bed was covered with white cloth, and on the other bed, the man in white robe was dying. When he saw Li Xingchen walking in, he almost tried his best to sit up. He recognized who it was at a glance.
Li Xinchen has basically seen every white robe, and even has an impression of them, because they are often elites selected from the army. Some have accompanied Li Xinchen in the battle, and some Li Xinchen has even awarded medals to them personally. Some He even once sat by the bonfire drinking and bragging with Li Xinchen, who was not His Majesty the Emperor or even the King of Han.
They fought on the hidden front and exchanged their lives for information useful to the Han. Perhaps the information brought by one person's sacrifice could change the entire strategic plan of the Han and save thousands of Han soldiers.
Perhaps no one knows their names, but they will never be forgotten in Li Xingchen's heart. They will always have a place in the Martyrs' Shrine in Jiankang Prefecture, enjoying the same long-lasting incense as Zuo of the Han Dynasty.
Li Xingchen walked straight over and held his hand, which was still stained with blood that had not yet dried up. Li Xingchen said in a low voice: "Come, sit down, I have ordered Yu Lin to ride eight hundred miles to Xuchang to get the medicine. You're fine, you'll get better if you hold on a little longer."
"Your Majesty," the white-robed soldier spoke with great effort, and every breath he took made him endure unforgettable pain. However, the iron-clad man still managed to muster his last breath, and his voice seemed to be trying to be more sonorous, "Senior
Fortunately, I didn’t disgrace my life!”
Li Xingchen was startled for a moment, then solemnly nodded: "You are a hero, I will not forget it. After you recover from your injuries, I will treat you to a drink."
The white robe smiled and closed his eyes.
The smile was very gratifying.
Your Majesty remembers me, Your Majesty will never forget me
The heavy breathing stopped in an instant.
"Rescue, rescue quickly!" Li Xingchen jumped up and pressed his hands on his chest to do chest compressions, but Cai Rong and Yuan Lexhang came up to stop Li Xingchen.
"His Majesty"
The arrow penetrated deep into the heart, cutting off the breathing function that a person should have. Looking at the blood foam at the corner of the white-robed soldier's mouth, he knew that no matter how he tried to save him, it was useless.
Li Xingchen's hand paused, and he shook the body that was gradually getting cold: "You kid, wake up, wake up!"
"Your Majesty, my condolences." Li Jing and Zhang Xutuo also hurriedly stopped Li Xinchen.
Li Xingchen trembled slightly and was silent for a moment.
The young man in front of me has fallen asleep and looks very peaceful.
How old is he?
He must be in his twenties, the age when he is in his prime, and right now he is lying here, with no possibility of waking up again.
This face looked familiar. Li Xinchen couldn't remember where he had seen him. Maybe it was at a certain award ceremony in Baipao, maybe he came to report the enemy's situation to Li Xinchen some time, or maybe he just saw him from a long distance.
However, it is no longer possible for this young man to appear in front of Li Xinchen alive and kicking again.
Li Xingchen punched the bed bitterly, and his voice was extremely low: "Bury me with a rich burial."
"No!" Li Jing and Zhang Xutuo hurriedly handed over their hands.
Li Xingchen turned around and walked outside alone: "I want to be alone."
Li Jing and Zhang Xutuo immediately looked at each other, and Yuan Leshang gently waved his hand to tell them not to follow: "Since Your Majesty has given you orders, just do what you should do. Don't worry about Your Majesty. Your Majesty has a sense of propriety."
When Yuan Le opened his mouth, the two of them seemed to have received a general amnesty.
Watching the two people leave, Yuan Lexhang sighed softly.
Cai Rong, who was next to him, also watched in amazement as his nurse covered the man in white robe with a white cloth, and put him and Pao Ze, who had left earlier, close together. The blood that had not been wiped clean from their bodies dyed the white cloth into light red.
Like plum blossoms blooming on the snow.
Aloof and unyielding.
Cai Rong slumped to the ground, hugging his knees, his eyes filled with tears.
After several days of running around, this was not the first time she had seen death and fear. Many soldiers died in the fighting every day. Many soldiers were already bloody and bloody. Of course, many soldiers died when they were transported.
He was already dying. In fact, resuscitation was just a formality and was of no use at all.
But she had never felt so helpless as she did tonight.
The eyes of the young white-robed man were full of desire for life, but when he realized that he had no chance of living, he stopped struggling and panicked.