A thin layer of water mist appeared in the mountains. Tens of thousands of soldiers living in the foothills did not dare to make fires, so they could only gather together to keep warm. A young man named Geng Nian fiddled with the only little pile of Mars, and did not dare to blow air to lure the fire out. He only put his hands on it and barely felt a little warmth.

Soon, the tall, thin and cold-faced guard came over and handed him a piece of bacon.

"What do you think after several battles, from victory to being chased like a dog?"

Geng Nian raised his face, then hung down again, tearing off a small piece of meat and sucking it into his mouth, looking at the sparks in the dead leaves and branches, silently speaking.

Jiuyu wiped the oil stains on his hands and fell down next to him, making him look a little smile.

"Our family is not trying to get cold water. We came out of Chang'an with ambition, why don't we talk now? Your father asked me to take good care of you when he was in the mansion, so our family will do it naturally. Unfortunately, his son whom he hoped for is not as tough as he imagined."

On the side, Geng Nian tightened his hands tightly, pinched the bacon for a while before speaking: "I just feel a little uncomfortable..."

"The battlefield is never a house, nor is it possible for anyone to win if you have justice. This is why your father is not so willing to lead troops. Too many people will die in front of him, which will disturb his heart. It is easy to be undecided in whatever he does in the future."

Jiuyu smiled and continued, "Your father often says that it is a purity to see without seeing. If he can't see these, he will not feel so sad and emotional. When doing things, he will naturally not be dragged on."

The young man blinked his eyes, looked at the eunuch in front of him with a relaxed look on his face, and then nodded hesitantly, expressing his understanding.

He put a dead branch into the spark, "What should we do next? Can we win?"

The robe shook gently with a faint light.

Jiuyu raised his eyes and looked at the figures of soldiers squatting or sitting around him, and he whispered:

"This is what the leader should think, maybe... there should be a way."

The sound was floating gently, and soldiers resting on the spot extended from the edge of the forest. On the high rock, Li Siyuan sat on the top of the rock with a steel knife, looking at the torch light that sometimes lit up outside the mountain and thinking about something. Under the rock, Shi Jingtang was holding a weapon and making a sound.

After the sky was lightly dawn, the turn and pursuit began again. As the Shu army, who was accustomed to mountain combat, continued to tighten the encirclement, the Yong army with more than 30,000 people could move smaller and smaller.

The mountains and fields were undulating, and the eighth confrontation continued fiercely in the northwest direction. As the advancement of Shu troops narrowed their scope, the density of mutual reinforcements became faster and faster. At the Quezui Ridge, Shi Jingtang made a shout of courage to cheer up and ran in the arrays of each box.

Li Siyuan tore a piece of white-fried cake and sat on a large bluestone, looking at the Sichuan soldiers gathering in the distance. At this time, almost all the Shu troops had arrived, or were on the way.

Hiddenly, he also saw the emperor's canopy, the old man's pear blossom robe, bright light armor on the horse's back, and the cloak flying on his back, as if he was back to his youthful posture.

Yong Jun was blocked at the foot of Quezui Ridge, and Wang Jian smiled and his heart was surging.

"A bunch of children can't even last for half a month under my hands."

Since he established Shu Kingdom and became the emperor, he has rarely participated in the war. At that time, he was also one of the commanders of the Shence Army, traveling across the north and south, and even capturing the two rivers. Now he can still go to the battlefield himself, forcing the enemy into a desperate situation step by step, drinking fine wine and laughing loudly. This is the case for a real man!

The sky was gloomy and the cold wind blew past the two armies.

Li Siyuan, sitting on the big bluestone, folded his hands and supported his chin. Looking at the Shu army gathered and began to press forward step by step towards him, and the moving Huagai, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He gathered behind him, in front of the nervous Yong army formation, the gunmen of the Firearms Battalion were filling, and then covering the shields. And behind him, above the winding mountains and forests, he could overlook the position of the cliff below, and there was heavy movement and slowly rolling over.

Several black tubes were adjusted and aimed at the slowly moving military formation outside the mountain and the dragon embroidered canopy that attracted eyes.

The man named Zhao Biao spitted, and he was close to the muzzle with his thumb, whispering something to the soldier next to him. Then, he raised his hand... Pressed!

Almost at the same time.

The slowly moving Shu army array, Wang Zongyao, Wang Zongwan and Wang Zongkui, stayed in their respective central troops, laughing and joking with their confidants at the desperate Yong army. They saw this scene when they fought with Dachangwaguo three years ago, and the scene was so similar when they forced the other party to fall into the Dadu River.

"After this battle, the King Yong of Chang'an was afraid of being hurt, so he dared not underestimate my Shu man."

Of course, I can't help but say a few good words from the emperor.

".........This battle is entirely up to Your Majesty's plan, and it's been a long time since you saw Your Majesty so heroic."

The three of them spoke in a sympathetic manner, and then, like hearing hallucinations, the sound of thunder sounded over their heads, and the three generals were already looking over Huagai.

The next moment, several black shadows crossed the three of them and fell.

In less than two breaths, there was a loud bang, and terrifying flames filled the eyes, instantly submerging the canopy and the chariot.

Wang Zongyao, Wang Zongwan, Wang Zongkui: "..."

"His Majesty--"

The huge explosion and the canopy consumed by the fire immediately caused countless people to scream, and thousands of people were panicking at one moment.

"It's our turn!"

Almost at the same time, Li Siyuan lifted the blade on the big bluestone under the mountain, turned his head to look at Shi Jingtang, and then jumped off the rock, turned his head to the horse, and rushed forward without looking back.

"Kill-" he hissed.

"kill!"

More than 30,000 people shouted together, and their feet suddenly kicked out and followed closely behind. Geng Nian held up a knife and shouted in the crowd, mixed with figures, sweeping over like an angry tide-

——Cut everything!

...........

At the end of December, the year-end approaching, and the prosperous Chang'an lifted the curfew.

In the night, the streets were decorated with lights and colorful lights. Street vendors shouted to attract customers. The brothels sang a happy song by fiddling with the pipa on the door.

In the palace, there were people coming and going, and officials of all sizes from all over the city came to the door with gifts and bowed to the officials in the palace to congratulate the New Year.

Geng Qing abandoned his past seriousness and changed his clothes tailored for him by Qiao Niang, and chatted with the officials on both sides of the military and political circles in the hall with joy.

The genius invited from the famous brothel in the city was playing, and the crisp and pleasant tunes were like flowing water in his ears.

At this time, outside the door, a fast horse came from the long street, which was the cavalry from the post station outside. A letter was sent to the hall without any obstacles.

Dou Wei's face looked a little bad. He handed over the letter and whispered: "The master comes from Shu."

At the first place, Geng Qing opened the letter and glanced briefly. His face, which was originally smiling, instantly sank, but then smiled again, asking Dou Wei to invite everyone to eat and drink, and then got up and walked to the back hall.

"If you are mobilizing troops, you can't have a good New Year alone. No one can think about it."
Chapter completed!