"Your Highness, sit down." Guo Ziyi warmly invited Luo Miao to take the seat in the county magistrate's mansion in Shaanxi County.

After arranging the defense of Shaanxi County, Guo Ziyi simply celebrated with the generals, then dismissed everyone and asked Luo Miao to stay.

"Please be polite." Luo Miao smiled slightly and sat opposite him.

"I really want to thank Your Highness for winning this battle! If Your Highness hadn't led his army back in time, it would have been a completely different situation at this time!" Guo Ziyi said with emotion.

"It's because I'm the commander who is good, but I'm just adding some firewood." Luo Miao said modestly.

"No matter what Your Highness says, I will always remember your kindness in my heart." As he said that, Guo Ziyi stood up and saluted Luo Miao solemnly.

"What is the responsibility!" Luo Miao also stood up and bowed to Guo Ziyi.

After taking his seat again, Guo Ziyi looked around and sighed: "At the beginning, General Gao Xianzhi abandoned this place and was eventually convicted and died. I can sit here today, so I can give him an explanation!"

Guo Ziyi's eyes flashed, as if she wanted Luo Miao to speak, so that she could continue talking. But Luo Miao only smiled slightly and said nothing.

After a moment of silence, Guo Ziyi finally spoke: "Your Highness, I have something hesitant, so please help me with an idea!"

"You are kind to you. If my shallow views can help you, it is my honor." Luo Miao sat upright and waited for Guo Ziyi to speak.

Guo Ziyi cleared her throat and lowered her voice: "Our army has taken Shaanxi County now. Your Highness thinks, what should we do next?"

"I dare to ask Mr. Ling, what is the current situation between the enemy and us?" Luo Miao asked back.

"Is there anything wrong with this?" Guo Ziyi's face turned red, "From then to Luoyang, there is a flat horse and no danger to defend. Our army annihilated 100,000 enemies, and its momentum was like rainbows. The rebels lost their troops and generals, and it was already declining. Such a situation naturally would not be better!"

"So what should we do in this situation according to the art of war?" Luo Miao asked again.

"Of course..." Guo Ziyi's voice gradually faded, "Of course, he was pursuing the victory and regaining Dongdu."

"Since that's the case, why are Ling Gong hesitating?" Luo Miao pretended to be puzzled.

"Your Highness!" Guo Ziyi begged in his tone, "I'm just talking. I wish I could send troops to Luoyang now, but I didn't get the military order from Your Highness Guangping, so I dare not act rashly!"

As he said that, Guo Ziyi touched the bench handle that sat down: "Sitting here, I think of Gao Xianzhi. When I think of him, I became even more scared. To accompany the king is like a tiger. If he offended His Highness, King Guangping, it would make him jealous. I am afraid that I don't even know how to die!"

"I dare to ask Mr. Ling how old are you this year?" Luo Miao looked calm and asked a question that seemed to have nothing to do with this matter.

Guo Ziyi was stunned, but replied: "I am sixty and one more year this year!"

"Then Ling Gong thinks, how long can you live?" Luo Miao said with a smile.

"What does your Highness mean?" Guo Ziyi frowned in confusion.

Luo Miao smiled slightly: "Even if Ling Gong is free from illness or disaster, he will only live for another thirty or forty years. But if Ling Gong regained the two capitals and his achievements are spread in history, how long can it be remembered?"

"This is all the words, whether to enter or stay, please let the Duke decide!" Luo Miao stood up and bowed to Guo Ziyi.

Guo Ziyi's eyes were as bright as fire, and he reached out and slapped the table!

"Bang!"

Yan Zhuang suddenly stood up and glared at An Qingxu: "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

An Qingxu laughed: "You're a soldier who is not used to killing someone?" As he said that, he raised his sword and cut off the head of the man kneeling in front of him.

Blood gushed out and splashed all over him. Mixed with the blood that already existed on him, gradually becoming nearly ink-colored.

"The two countries go to war and do not kill prisoners! Bai Qi killed 400,000 surrendered soldiers back then, but it is still angering to mention it today. Should Your Majesty be like him?" Yan Zhuang said angrily.

"What's wrong with being like him?" An Qingxu showed an indifferent expression, "I want to win every battle like him!" As he said that, he raised his sword to a figure who was constantly struggling under the suppression of soldiers.

The man's hair and beard were slightly curled and his pupils were green. He was the veteran Geshuhan who was captured in Tongguan earlier.

"Your Majesty, General Geshu is a famous general in the world! He didn't dare to be down on him when the late emperor was there!" Yan Zhuang said anxiously.

An Qingxu stopped and slowly turned his head: "Is it use to keep him for us? Will he surrender to us?" He blinked his eyes like a child and asked Yan Zhuang.

"This..." Yan Zhuang was speechless when asked. Indeed, keeping Geshuhan would not do anything to Yan State.

"We don't care about it anymore, so how can we care about the people around us?" An Qingxu sneered, and then shouted at the two soldiers pressing against Ge Shuhan: "Let him go!"

The two soldiers let go of their hands as ordered, and Geshuhan immediately rushed towards An Qingxu like a tiger. His hands were tied up and he hit An Qingxu's chest with his head.

An Qingxu turned sideways slightly, and as soon as he stepped forward, he stabbed straight into Geshuhan's chest!

The veteran who had fought for half his life "hum" and his body suddenly stiffened, then he fell to his limbs and never moved again.

Drawing out the long sword, An Qingxu kicked Geshuhan's body over, then stepped forward and slaughtered the remaining people one by one.

"Let's go! Go to Yecheng!" An Qingxu finished chopping the people, turned around and came to Yan Zhuang, and said while changing his clothes.

But Yan Zhuang responded to him only silence.

"What's wrong? What does the military advisor want to say?" An Qingxu frowned slightly.

"I suddenly remembered an old thing," Yan Zhuang spoke slowly, "Your Majesty once said to me before he ascended to the extreme. If I think your Majesty is unable to dominate the world and can leave at any time, I wonder if this is still counting?"

"Are you leaving?" An Qingxu's eyes cold, "Sir, do you think I've killed someone wrong?"

"No," Yan Zhuang shook his head, "Your Majesty is not wrong, it's just that I am not a person who is willing to do the right thing all the time! So please forgive me, I can't assist you anymore!"

As he said that, Yan Zhuang bowed to An Qingxu to the end, looking as if he was allowed to deal with him.

"Okay! OK!" An Qingxu's eyes seemed to have murderous intent, but in the end he just waved his sleeves and turned around and said aloud: "Sir, please give me!"

"Goodbye!" Yan Zhuang gave a bow again, turned around and walked out of the hall.

After walking dozens of steps, the blood marks under his feet finally disappeared...

"Thank you, Your Highness, for waking me up! If a person lives for a hundred years, if he cannot have a clear conscience, what's the benefit even if he lives?" Guo Ziyi stood up and turned his eyes to the east sky.

"We'll go to Luoyang immediately!"
Chapter completed!