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Chapter 1173 Qiu Yan take him home

On February 1, it was snowing heavily and the weather was extremely cold.

Outside Hongyan City, supplies were transported one after another. At the same time, officials from major prefectures and prefectures in the province sent letters of surrender, willing to accept the people of the Qin Empire. At noon, the flying cavalry from Liaoyuan Province sent the surrender watch. The governor of Liaoyuan Province was willing to present the seal of the consul because of his empty military force.

But all official duties stopped because of Lin Muyu's coma.

...

In the Hongyancheng mansion, Wei Qiu, Situ Sen, Situ Xue, Sikong Yao and others were anxious and paced back and forth in the living room of Lin Muyu's room. Sikong Yao held green tea in her hand and said, "Wei Qiu, don't walk around, my eyes were blurred!"

Wei Qiu gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, I've been unconscious. What should I do?"

Sikong Yao's eyes were faint: "Brother, he fought for three days and three nights in a row, leading by example, almost exhausted all his fighting spirit, and then he was overly sad because of Cangnan Hou's death. Alas, let's see what Sister Chu Yao said after he was diagnosed."

At this moment, the door creaked open, and Chu Yaoxian, who was wearing a white robe in the deacon of the Spiritual Medicine Department, walked out of nowhere, frowned slightly, and said, "He has been having a high fever since the morning and is very weak. He needs to take a good rest for a while. No one should disturb him for the time being. I will stay here to concentrate on taking care of him."

Sikong Yao opened her mouth.

Chu Yao said, "If you want to see it, go in and take a look. He hasn't woken up yet. After a while... give him a little porridge, otherwise the nutrition in his body will not be able to keep up with it."

"Um."

Sikong Yao walked into the room with a quick step, but saw Lin Muyu sleeping.

Chu Yao looked at the generals in the living room and said, "A Yu is not here, don't you know what to do? Don't forget that you are all the generals that A Yu relies on. A Yu needs rest now, so don't bother him with your military and political affairs anymore, otherwise I will not agree."

Wei Qiu smiled awkwardly: "Yes, the great deacon, what we understand is just..."

"Just what?"

"Liaoyuan Province decided to surrender. We do not know the authenticity and have not given a response yet."

"Isn't this very simple?" Chu Yao raised her eyebrows and said, "The Liaoyuan Province originally had no troops, but this time it was almost wiped out by the Longtan Camp. Moreover, the Liaoyuan Province is located in the south, the east is an insurmountable mountain range, the west is a mountain province, and the north is a Hongyan Province, which means that we have been trapped in the south by us. There is no choice but to surrender. Wei Qiu, you can send a thousand-man commander and ten civil officials to collect the army of the Liaoyuan Province and rectify the internal affairs of the province. In this way, even if they cheat, we will not suffer much loss."

"Yes, I... I will do it soon. If Lin Shuai is OK, my subordinates will say that this matter was handled by the deacon Chu Yao."

"Hmph, you are still the commander of the Gentian Camp. You are really afraid of taking responsibility."

"Ha..." Wei Qiu smiled bitterly: "The great deacon doesn't know that Wei Qiu is a military general, and the matter of recruiting provinces is done by civil servants. It was not my turn. I think... the great deacon of the Lingyao Department should be considered a civil servant. If you have you, I can handle it with confidence."

"Um."

"By the way, there is something else." Wei Qiu, who walked to the door, suddenly stopped and turned around and said, "Your Highness Yin and Princess Xi are both presided over the memorial ceremony of seeing the soldiers who died in the Longyuan Battle in Xiping City. Do you want to tell Your Highness about the news that Lin Shuai was unconscious?"

Chu Yao bit her red lips and said, "No, this will only make Xiaoyin and Xiaoxi worry in vain. Just tell them that the Hongyan Province has captured it. Also, the news of the death of the country by Xu Jiantao will also be informed of them. Send the Dragon Knight to the Xishan Province with the body of Commander Xu Jiantao. You should be able to fly there within half a day and be buried well. He is a hero of the empire."

"Yes, I get it."

...

In the room, Lin Muyu closed her eyes but her body trembled slightly, as if she was having a nightmare, and her forehead was covered in sweat.

"elder brother……"

Sikong Yao wiped his sweat, and his beautiful face was full of worries.

Chu Yao walked in again and said, "Sikong Madam, don't worry too much. Ayu's body is hard. This time she was just seriously injured. She was overly sad and anxious. He will wake up soon. Now she needs to take good care of herself. Let's not disturb him. Let's go, Hongyan Province is in trouble. You, the commander of Baize mercenary, have many things to do. 50,000 surrendered soldiers, war horses and weapons, etc., all of them need to be intervened."

"Well, thank you sister Chu Yao for your reminder."

Sikong Yao pursed her red lips and said, "I'm in the military field. If my brother wakes up, please send someone to notify me."

"Okay, go."

Sikong Yao left reluctantly.

Chu Yao sat by the bed, looked at Lin Muyu's very pale face and said, "Why are you just not caring about your body? Look, so many people are concerned about you, wake up quickly. If you don't wake up, you will probably miss Xu Jiantao's funeral."

...

When you travel to Xishan Province, you can see the green mountains outside Longyuan.

The Hongyan Province is less than a thousand miles away. Situ Sen and Situ Xue's dragon cavalry arrived here in almost half a day. In the snow, the imperial civil and military ministers stood solemnly and were paying homage to the emperor who died in battle.

"Situ Sen is here!"

Feng Jixing looked up and said.

Qian Fengze frowned and said, "There is no news from Hongyan Province for three consecutive days. Situ Sen must have brought some news."

"yes……"

A total of four giant dragons fell on the clearing ground in front of the crowd. Situ Sen turned over and slid down from the dragon's back, and knelt down and said, "Sin Situ Sen, see His Highness the Empress, see Princess Xi!"

"Get up." Qin Yin was wearing a white empress robe and said, "General Sen, how is Brother Ayu doing?"

"all the best."

Situ Sen's eyes were a little red, and he murmured: "Our Longdan Camp guarded Fenghuang Pass for nearly ten days, exhausting the sharpness and food of He Song's 250,000 troops. When He Song retreated, Lin Shuai ordered us to chase him non-stop. For three days and three nights, we fought all the way from Fenghuang Pass to Hongyan City, almost annihilated He Song's army... But... But Chen Yu, who was killed in heaven, actually sent his general Song Liangcheng to lead 100,000 elite troops to kill us in Hongyan City with a leisurely wait... The Longdan Camp's Pioneer Camp was almost completely lost, and Lin Shuai was seriously injured..."

"ah?!"

Qin Yin's body trembled slightly and she said anxiously: "Brother Ayu is okay, are you?"

"Ship Lin is fine, he is just seriously injured." Situ Sen's eyes were filled with tears, and he said, "But... But in order to cover Lin Shuai, Xu Jiantao led 5,000 troops to block the 50,000 bandits. He was besieged on Bugu Mountain and fought for a night of bloody battle. He died for his country!"

Situ Sen knelt on the ground, tears flowing.

No one would have thought that the strong-willed bravery would cry like this without any scruples. He knelt there, inserted his sword to the ground, curled up like a pitiful shrimp. The friendship between soldiers and comrades-in-arms was beyond the reach of others, let alone Situ Sen and Xu Jiantao, who belonged to the Longtian Camp, shared life and death, and had been with each other for many years.

Behind him, two dragon knights carried Xu Jiantao's coffin and lowered the dragon's back. Xu Jiantao's body was wrapped in a purple flower king flag. His expression was very peaceful before his death, and he was even smiling.

Feng Jixing, Zhang Wei, Qin Yan and others' eyes turned red, and they knelt on one knee on the ground. Even Qin Yin, the empress, knelt down slowly and murmured: "Buried Xu Jiantao in the first place of the tomb of Longyuan Zhenguo, posthumously named Cangnan Duke, son inherited his father's throne, and passed on the title from generation to generation."

After the establishment of the parliament, the titles of Duke and Bo were deposed one after another, and almost all the titles were posthumously granted to some heroes who died for their country. It is understandable.

Situ Sen walked forward and said, "Please don't be too sad. In this battle, the Longtian Camp killed nearly 200,000 enemies, and lost about 50,000 of them."

"Where is Shuai Lin?"

Qin Yin stumbled her red lips and asked, "How is Lin Shuai?"

"Oh, Lin Shuai suffered a little bit of minor injuries and is now in charge of the overall situation in Hongyan City."

"Really?"

"Um!"

Qin Yin seemed to not believe Xu Jiantao's words. She knew Lin Muyu's character well. Xu Jiantao was Lin Muyu's beloved general and a close friend of so many years. Now that Xu Jiantao has died in battle, how heavy the blow to Lin Muyu should be!

Feng Jixing walked forward and said, "Your Highness... After the body of Cangnan Duke is sent into the tomb, you will personally read the sacrificial text."

"Yeah, I know."

Feng Jixing glanced at Situ Sen again and asked, "A Yu is okay?"

"Please rest assured, Deputy Coach Lin is fine."

"It's okay...oh, that's good..." Feng Jixing frowned and didn't say anything else.

...

I don’t know who led the lead, singing the imperial war song Qiuyan Ballad. Soon, the soldiers were singing, many of them were injured and came to send their brothers to the last journey. At this time, what else can tell the inner sadness better than Qiuyan Ballad?

The world is vast and the mountains and rivers are vast.

The cold moonlight shines into the battlefield.

The rice river is vast and the breeze is blowing.

The imperial warriors went to the country to die together.

Kill all the jackals and be frivolous all your life.

Who will soothe my wounds?

I can no longer see the way home.

I can only sigh that the mountains are high and the rivers are long.

Range all directions and protect the country forever.

What's wrong with the soul returning to the end of the world?

Where can the warriors be buried in the broken robe?

Qiuyan please take my soul back to your hometown.

...

"The way home can no longer be seen... the way home can no longer be seen..." Feng Jixing mourned for a few words, and his heart couldn't help but thrust. Who would the next person who died in battle?

Situ Sen looked up at the snowy sky and faintly heard the birds cry. It was already spring, but it was still snowing heavily. Situ Sen's voice trembled a little and shouted loudly to the sky: "Autumn geese, Qiuyan, if you are really here, please take Xu Jiantao's soul back to your hometown, so that we living people can accompany him when we go back to drink. Xu Jiantao loves to talk about the world with the most. Take him home quickly and don't leave him here alone..."

Feng Jixing, Zhang Wei and others couldn't help but twitch and tears rolled down.
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