Gao Lao bent down, supported the ground with both hands, changed into a cold and serious expression, and continued to shout:

"Master Yiqiao! It is true that the Mito army is useless, but we still have 2,000 dead soldiers! And the direct participants who volunteered to participate in the war!"

"It's still far from being able to tie a jade face!"

"It is still unknown who will win to death!"

"As long as we grit our teeth and give it a try, we will have a chance to win!"

"Now, which side can hold on!"

After Gao Lao stood up, the shorts, fat men and thin men were following each other and urged Yiqiao Qingxi to continue fighting:

"Sir Yiqiao, please think twice!"

"If you continue to fight, you may not necessarily win; but if you surrender now, you will definitely lose!"

"Sir Yiqiao, you will not turn back when you open the bow! Now, there is no reason to give up halfway!"

People outside can always hear the conversation in the room.

Therefore, whether it was Yiqiao's negative remarks or Gao Lao and others' arguments, everyone outside could hear them clearly.

At this time, they didn't care about any etiquette, and suddenly pulled open the door, rushed back to the room, and knelt in front of Yiqiao Qingxi.

In an instant, shouts and crying sounded.

"Sir Yiqiao, please cheer up!"

"We haven't lost yet!"

"I would rather die than surrender to the 'Nanji Sect'!"

"Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu, please listen to our words."

"Master Yiqiao, please think of Duke Zhao of Qi! If Duke Zhao of Qi is alive, he will never want to see you bow down to the "Nan Ji Sect"!"

"Master Yiqiao, how can we imitate Cao Shuang back then?"

After Cao Shuang, Sima Yi launched the "Gaopingling Incident", Cao Shuang was not without the strength to fight back.

In fact, if Cao Shuang had fought to the death, she would have had the chance to kill Sima Yi.

However, he believed Sima Yi's "Luo Shui farts" and obediently put down his weapons and surrendered.

Later, Cao Shuang was slaughtered by Sima Yi for treason and was killed in three tribes, resulting in a funny and sad ending.

“…”

Yiqiao kept silent for a long time, allowing Gao Lao and others to chat.

I saw his brows frowning tighter and tighter, and his hands clenched into fists, as if he was enduring something.

About 5 minutes later, Gao Lao and others gradually calmed down.

They are waiting for Yiqiao's reply.

A bunch of pitiful and praying eyes focused on Yiqiao Qingxi.

Of course, more people - such as Gao Lao - cast a very strong look at Yiqiao Qingxi.

Such eyes looked like a blade - it seemed like a bridge was celebrating with a knife.

Another moment of silence.

Finally, under the eager expectation of everyone, Yiqiao Qingxi spoke:

"...You all talked about this, what else can I do? Then continue to fight as you said."

As soon as these words were spoken, Gao Lao and others immediately breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

Compliments such as "One Bridge of Lords and Lords" and "Our Army will win" all rushed to Yi Bridge's ears.

Unexpectedly, Ichihashi's words have not been finished.

He suddenly changed into a meaningful tone and followed the words quietly:

"Fight, fight, fight until the winner is completely decided..."

...

...

It's night—

Edo Castle, Mianomaru, a certain room—

Slap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap...

Qingdeng heard the familiar footsteps.

The sound of the footsteps came straight towards him from far to near...

Qingdeng slowly opened his eyes and looked in the sound before his vision recovered.

The first thing that caught his eye was a pair of slender feet wrapped in white socks.

Qingdeng turned his head as soon as he turned his head, but the pair of feet on his back were fixed on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the voice of Tianzhangyuan:

"Sorry, did I disturb you?"

Tianzhangyuan sat apologetically beside Qingdeng.

"It's okay. Since I can hear your footsteps, it means I should almost wake up."

He said, while supporting the ground with his hands, crawling out of the bed with a little difficulty.

I didn't realize something was strange just now, but after sitting up, he suddenly felt dizzy... His consciousness became dull, and he seemed to have lost even his memory.

Of course, this "amnesia" is only temporary.

In a moment, memories will surge like a tide.

After defeating the Mito Army, he gathered his troops and retreated to Edo Castle.

If the combat power is sufficient, Qingdeng is very happy to wipe out the remaining enemy troops in the town.

Although the Mito Army's large forces were successfully defeated, there were definitely a few remaining bandits stranded in Edo Town.

What a pity, whether it is he or the Iron Cavalry of Aijin, he is already at the end of his strength. He is even reluctant to sit on the horse and is really powerless to continue fighting.

After returning to Edo Castle, Aoden immediately informed the entire army: the Mito army was completely destroyed! Our side won a great victory!

How can such a good news that can influence the situation of the war be made without being widely publicized?

Qingdeng entrusted this task to Tianzhangyuan.

Tianzhangyuan, which has been in charge of the new Yuting Banner for many years, is a good player in "public opinion war".

Qingdeng has only one requirement: make sure that both the enemy and the other side know that the Mito army with three thousand soldiers has disappeared from this world! The "Yiqiao Sect" no longer has obvious advantages!

After handling this series of work, Qingdeng could no longer hold on.

He half staggered and half floating back to Miannomaru's room, and fell asleep.

As soon as he closed his eyes, his consciousness fell into deep chaos.

He could not remember what happened next.

In the true sense, "sleeping like dying".

At this time, the red lips of Tianzhangyuan opened again:

"Sheng Qing, won't you sleep for a while?"

Her beautiful eyes revealed strong concern and a faint worry.

Qingdeng smiled slightly and shook his head:

"No, I've already slept enough. Even if I want to sleep now, I can't sleep anymore."

He said, rubbing his face and erased the last bit of sleepiness.

Then, he turned his head and looked out the window and watched the sky.

The dark night is at the sight.

Tonight is a cloudy day, with neither bright moon nor stars.

"Your Highness, how long have I slept?"

Tianzhangyuan looked down at the pocket watch:

“It’s been nearly 4 hours.”

Qing Deng was secretly surprised when he heard this number.

Since he has the talent of "Sleeping God", he has rarely slept for so long.

I slept for 8 hours... It can be seen how tired he was.

With the blessing of talents such as "Strong Spirit +5" and "Lock Blood +7", Qingdeng's recovery speed has been very fast.
To be continued...