Dandere General and his Lord

"Master," Mo Qiaosheng's eyes were red, his voice was astringent, "General Helan..."

He gritted his teeth and turned his head away, unable to speak.

Yu Dunsu glanced at him, clasped his fists in both hands, and continued with a deep voice: "General Helan was attacked by an enemy, unfortunately... was killed in battle."

Cheng Qianye was holding a pen full of ink in his hand, and following these words, it rolled down on the drawing on the desktop.

She blinked, her gaze fell on the pen, and she watched blankly as the pen barrel rolled on the paper, staining the meticulously depicted scene of the flourishing age with jet black.

"You, what did you say?" Cheng Qianye seemed a little overwhelmed.

Yu Dunsu lowered his head and his vocal cords choked: "I just received an emergency report from Zhengzhou. When General Helan was out for a patrol, he was accidentally ambushed by the army of Inu Rong. Although the general counterattacked with all his strength, he was outnumbered and finally... He died in the service."

He can hardly say anything. He and He Lanzhen have worked together for a long time, and they are almost the closest fellows in the military.

But he couldn’t help but say,

"The whole army led by the general was annihilated, and only a few people were desperate to **** the body of the general. Now Zhengzhou is besieged by the army of Dog Rong, and there is no coach inside. Please make a decision early and rescue in time."

Cheng Qianye stood up,

It was bright, but she felt dim in front of her eyes and buzzing in her ears.

He Lanzhen,

He Lanzhen.

She couldn't even think about how the hearty laughter, who was drinking together not long ago, suddenly disappeared.

General Helan came from a nobleman, and his young face always carries a little arrogance peculiar to family children, but inside is a straightforward and innocent person.

At first, under Cheng Qianye's little tricks, he easily praised his loyalty, and since then he has stood loyally behind Cheng Qianye.

He once led the navy, forced the retreat from the guardian country to pursue troops, and rescued Cheng Qianye who had fallen into the enemy camp. He also led eight thousand soldiers alone, attacked the dog camp at night, and burned the enemy's food and grass.

In the most difficult time of the court, he pulled the entire family behind him and became a staunch supporter of Cheng Qianye's New Deal.

How could such a person disappear silently in a small battle?

"Master, master."

Cheng Qianye heard someone calling her.

She shook her figure, supported the table top, and stabilized herself.

Afterwards, she heard her calm voice, saying word by word: "Quickly announce that Zhang Fu, Zhou Zixi, and all military personnel above the bus will discuss matters in the Wudian Temple."

On Chaowu Hall,

In the autumn afternoon, warm sunlight poured into the hall from the open door.

Courtiers gathered one after another, and the empty room buzzed with low voices of discussion.

However, no matter how warm the sun was, the frost that permeated the Chaowu Hall was not removed.

The courtiers did not dare to speak loudly, and carefully looked at the face of the lord who was sitting upright.

The always kind lord sat there with his face like frost, his lips pressed together tightly. Under the gloomy face were squally rainstorms.

"Master," Zhang Fu took the lead in breaking the silence, "The most urgent task is to determine who will go on the expedition. Now the Zhengzhou coach is killed and the enemy is besieging the city. The situation is critical. When emergency troops are dispatched, he will go straight along the waterway to help Zhengzhou. Minister..."

Cheng Qianye interrupted him: "Zhang Fu, you stay in Bianjing."

"I personally led the army to help Zhengzhou."

As soon as this remark came out, a single stone caused a thousand waves of waves. The generals looked at each other and discussed a lot. Many people stood out and raised objections.

Cheng Qianye raised his hand and stopped their voices.

She looked down one by one.

"Zhou Zixi." She said, "You are willing to go with me."

Zhou Zixi held a fist as a gift: "The minister should follow the lord."

"Mo Qiaosheng."

Mo Qiaosheng knelt on one knee and gave a military salute.

"Yu Dunsu."

"Cheng Feng."

Cheng Qianye called them one by one.

"The above personnel, prepare the three armies, and follow me to conquer the dog. I will report my blood feud and defend my great Jin city."

The generals promised loudly.

Footsteps sounded outside the door,

Three generals in armor, with twine on their heads, strode into the hall.

Qi Qi knelt down in front of Cheng Qianye for orders.

The first one, over fifty, with half a hundred hair, is He Lanzhen’s uncle, He Lan Yanzhi, the magistrate of Jin.

He Lanyan said with a trembling voice: "Please allow the Lord's permission to let the old officials and their children go on the expedition. The old officials vowed to sacrifice the blood of the Rong thief to the spirit of the great man in the Helan family.

Cheng Qianye stood up.

Her eyes finally turned red.

The military situation is urgent. They must quickly assemble a first-moving force and set off as soon as possible. The courtiers scattered from the Chaowu Hall and hurried away to perform their duties.

Cheng Qianye stepped out of the hall alone and stood on the corridor outside the hall.

The terrain here is very high, you can overlook the green hills across the city.

"Master." Someone behind her whispered to her.

Cheng Qianye turned his head and saw a familiar figure.

"Hashimoto." She lowered her eyelashes, "You are so sad, why didn't you cry."

Cheng Qianye knew that He Lanzhen was one of Mo Qiaosheng's few friends.

The azure gem looked at her silently.

That's because the lord, you have already cried. So, I can't cry anymore.

Cheng Qianye squatted down, she covered her mouth, tears oozing from her eyelashes, dripping onto the bluestone slab on the ground.

In front of the courtiers, in front of the generals of the armed forces, no matter how panicked she was, she couldn't cry.

Only in front of this man can he show his vulnerability unscrupulously.

Mo Qiaosheng squatted in front of her, stretched out his hands and gently held her shoulders.

"General Helan treats me with a kind of promotion, a sense of friend, and brotherhood. My Mo Qiaosheng will not shed my tears for him, only my blood will be shed for him." Mo Qiaosheng said in a low voice. Sounded.

He said word by word: "For those who let General Helan fall and make you cry, I need them to repay them ten thousand times."

Zhang Fu remembered something and turned back.

As soon as he walked up the steps, he saw the other end of the corridor from a distance. The lord covered his face and squatted on the ground.

There was a black figure squatting in front of her, gently patting her back, as if comforting her.

Zhang Fu hesitated for a moment, withdrew his footsteps, and backed away.

In the secret room of the princess mansion

Zhang Fu put down his usual unmoving face and pinched his eyebrows irritably.

"Sir, is this sad for General Helan?" A Jiaduan sat in front of him.

Zhang Fu didn't speak.

"The lord goes to Zhengzhou himself? Why doesn't the lord stop him?"

Zhang Fu opened the mouth and said: "The lord is not impulsive. Zhengzhou suddenly loses the coach. The military will be shaken and panic, and the city may be broken in an instant. The lord personally can boost morale and stabilize quickly. The situation. Besides, she brought Yu Dunsu, Mo Qiaosheng, Zhou Zixi and others. It should be fine."

"My lord, you said it's OK, but why do you put on a worried look?"

"I..." Zhang Fu choked, he realized that he was not as stable as before.

A Jia's face was dull and expressionless, and what he said was cold and cold, but he could always point directly at Zhang Fu's heart: "It's because the adult didn't follow him personally, so I can't worry about the lord."

Zhang Fu didn't speak, he was acquiesced.

A Jia actually agrees with Zhang Fu's decision to stay in Bianjing: "Now the situation in Bianjing is very complicated, and neighboring countries are staring at us around the corner. The lord is right to keep the adults."

Zhang Fu frowned: "This time, General Helan passed away unexpectedly. I always feel a little weird. Why can the army of the dog Rong appear near Zhengzhou and ambushed He Lanzhen so accurately, but we are not at all. No news."

A Jia suddenly interjected: "When did I die?"

She also felt that something was wrong and wanted to leave here to inquire about the news in person.

Zhang Fu's words reached his throat, but he didn't say anything.

He suddenly remembered the back figure squatting on the side of the corridor and crying quietly.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally waved his hand: "Just... I'm ill first, and He Lanzhen's death will hit the lord a little bit harder. Let her keep this identity."

A Jia stopped talking,

The adult's heart has softened. The former adults always had a smile on their faces, but in fact they were cold in their hearts and didn't care about anyone.

The new lord can change him, the lord is really an interesting person.

"So, A Jia." Zhang Fu finally made a decision, "You are a woman, it will be more convenient. You follow the lord to Zhengzhou, personally protect her. Let A Chun wear a veil instead of the princess lying on the bed to continue pretending to be sick."

A Jia nodded, and walked away.

Zhang Fu got out of the gate of the princess mansion and got into the carriage.

In the carriage, Xiao Xiu handed him a cup of warm tea, and he stopped talking.

Zhang Fu drank the water slowly, "You don't have to worry, I think about it, the identity of the princess, since she wants to keep it, she will keep it temporarily."

Xiao Xiu was happy: "If the lord knows, he will be happy. Sir, you are such a gentle person."

Am I a gentle person? Zhang Fu followed the car window and looked at the bustling crowd on the street. It seemed that I had really changed.

Cheng Qianye took the advance troops and boarded the warship, traveling day and night along the newly opened canal, arriving in Zhengzhou.

Outside Zhengzhou city, the army of Dog Rong surrounded the city.

Wearing armor, Yao Tianxiang stood on the head of the city as the lord and concubine, barely stabilizing the almost broken military spirit in Zhengzhou.

"Princess, this place is too dangerous. You should avoid it and let me stay here for you." Simatu persuaded, standing behind her.

"No, I'm standing here." Yao Tianxiang looked into the distance and said firmly, "I don't know anything about war, but as long as I stand here, everyone will know that although the general is gone, this This city, we have not given up. As long as we hold on for these two days, Qianyu’s reinforcements will be there soon."

The horizon in the north gradually rolled into yellow sand,

A mighty army emerged from the smoke and dust,

The flags were fierce, the horses neighed, and the army gradually approached.

The soldiers on the city wall set up shelters with their hands, trying to distinguish the font size on the flag.

"Jin character handsome banner! It's Jin character handsome banner!"

"Reinforcement! It is our reinforcement, the reinforcement is here!"

"That's the lord's handsome banner, the lord himself leads the army!"

There was a cheer on the wall.

"Qianyu! Qianyu is here so soon!" Yao Tianxiang squeezed Simatu's hand, excited.

The army of the Jin Kingdom came with hatred, and the army of the besieged Dog Rong evaded its edge and retreated to the camp twenty miles away.

Zhengzhou opened the north gate to welcome the lord's army into the city.

The army entered the city.

Cheng Qianye led the crowd to the mourning hall.

I saw the sky full of spirit flags dancing in the wind, and a row of white lights greeted each other sadly.

In the mourning hall, there was a big sacrificial character, and a black lacquer coffin was stopped.

The person in the coffin has never been seen.

Cheng Qianye clenched his teeth tightly, looked at the coffin quietly parked there with red eyes, and worshipped.

One of He Lanzhen's adjutant, whose surname is Li Mingzhong, kneeled in front of the spirit in return.

There were several scars on his face and his arm was wounded. He was hung from his neck with a bandage. He was one of the few survivors in the ambush of Inu Rong.

"General Helan... how did he die?" Cheng Qianye stood in front of him, speaking lightly.

Li Zhong wiped his tears and repeated the words he had said many times.

"That day we received a report saying that we had found traces of a small group of dogs."

"Who got the tip?" Cheng Qianye interrupted him.

"I... am a subordinate of a humble post."

"What's the name of that subordinate?" Cheng Qianye told A Jia who was beside him, "Go and find people, and bring everyone who didn't die in the battle."

Li Zhong bowed his head and knelt there, his heart throbbed.

It is impossible for the lord to know, he rolled his eyes, no one in Zhengzhou city noticed, how could the lord see through as soon as he arrived.

"Go on." Cheng Qianye asked still tepidly, and slowly sat down on a chair that Cheng Feng had brought.