Born short-lived

Luo Che led his troops from the northwest to the northeast, and stationed outside Zijing Pass for two full days before the Prince of Daling finally arrived belatedly.

Even in the temporary army camp in front of the two armies, Galley dressed very carefully. Although he was dressed in a moon-white silk dress that seemed to have no complicated decorations, it was extremely light and delicate. It seems to be glowing under the bright sunlight, and it also has a taste of being independent from the world.

Holding a cane with a black agate head in one hand, he walked leisurely through the barracks filled with the smell of blood and sweat as if he was visiting his own white crystal maple leaf garden. Behind him was a knight in silver armor with an iron button on his face The mask only reveals a pair of pale brown eyes, and occasionally a few strands of soft wine-red hair are exposed from the gap between the helmet and the mask.

Galley, led by his own soldiers, arrived in front of Shaan's handsome tent, calmly raised the curtain with his cane, and naturally put on a steady smile the moment he entered the door: "Long time no see, Marshal Luo Che."

Luo Che's complexion was not very good, and there was a cup of cold black tea by his hand. When he saw Galei walk in, he didn't intend to get up to greet him, and he still sat on the chair and looked at him motionless.Luo Che's sunken eye sockets cast a gray shadow, making his eyes inexplicably lifeless, like a vulture staring at the valley in the night.

Galley turned a blind eye to this sinister look, and the smile on his face remained undiminished. The knight beside him helped him move a chair quietly, and Galley sat down very naturally, harmlessly Putting one leg on the other, he handed the cane to the knight, and said with a smile on his face, "Marshal Luo Che, who hasn't seen me for so long, do you have anything to say? For example..."

Luo Che wriggled his mouth, and helped him continue with a hoarse voice: "For example, the battle that just ended?"

Garley smiled and said nothing.

Luo Che remained expressionless for a long time, but at this moment the corner of his mouth suddenly moved, showing a strange stiffness: "It's really time for Your Highness to come down."

Jia Lei said: "Yes, if I had come a few days earlier, I might have been able to lead my Daling soldiers and your country's generals to live and die together."

Luo Che squinted his eyes, stared straight at Lei Jia for a long while without saying a word, then his face became more and more icy, and he said stiffly: "If His Highness Jia Lei came to Xingshi to inquire about his crimes, then I have nothing to say... It is only my fault that I have no way to control my subordinates, which frightened the knights of your country."

Galei smiled, and said casually: "It's okay, it's okay, Marshal Luo Che's words are out of the question, now we are all in the same boat, one is prosperous and the other is damaged, what is the difference between you and me?"

Luo Che smiled coldly and said, "Your Highness Jia Lei is just joking."

"I never joke," Galley looked at him with a half-smile in his blue eyes, and there was an indescribable chill in it, not the kind that makes people get goosebumps just by looking at it, but the chill in the bones "This battle in your country has been fought for more than a year, and it is really not easy. Wouldn't it be a pity if it falls short? How about this, the marshal just fights, and all the military expenses and supplies are borne by Da Ling, even if he has lost his soul now." Ghosts, I will never let you Sha'an officers and soldiers go hungry."

Luo Daedao: "Your Highness, how do you make it sound like my Sha'an man is a mercenary from your country? To be honest, there is no point in fighting this battle anymore. When I return to my motherland, I will make a wish." bear all the blame."

Galei chuckled lightly and shook his head: "Marshal really thinks highly of me. Whether to fight or not is up to the top to decide. You and I are only responsible for how to fight. My father has already persuaded Your Majesty, even your country's parliament has nodded, your country will send another 50 troops, and all expenses will be borne by us, Da Ling."

Luo Che's face was extremely gloomy and cold, the roots of his teeth were about to be crushed, and the fingers that were clenched together rattled, his throat rolled twice, his eyes were bloody, and the words he spoke seemed to come from between his teeth. It was squeezed out word by word: "Then your country is really flattering, but I don't know if Your Highness has heard a sentence that calls a dog to jump over the wall in a hurry?"

Now Sha'an's Southern Expeditionary Army has lost so much just by dealing with a northern defender. If Hua Xu fully recovers and transfers all the soldiers and horses of Western Xinjiang and Southern Border to the north, I am afraid that Sha'an will still be defeated. If you want to steal chickens, you will lose money.

But Daling said from the beginning that he wanted to assist Sha'an's southern expedition, but he only stopped at providing food, grass, military supplies and spirit ghost breeding technology. Anyone who asked them to send troops to fight in person was always afraid of avoiding it—at most Several warlords have been sent, but there is no need to say more about the purpose.

Daling is the suzerain of the Quartet United Nations, and it has an inexplicable relationship with the Shaan Council and the royal family. Even Luo Che can't figure it out. No matter what reason they use to convince the royal family and the parliament, their purpose It's definitely not for the good of Shan'an.

——After all, what Da Ling people want to see most is that both Sha An and Hua Xu will suffer.

The position of the people in Sha'an has been vacillating for hundreds of years, and they have confronted Da Ling countless times. If it weren't for Hua Xu's internal and external troubles this time, they would not easily defect to Da Ling.

The Daling people were worried that Sha'an would return to Hua Xu's camp one day, so they simply let them fight to the death.

And Garley just shrugged his shoulders innocently, as if all these decisions had nothing to do with him: "It's useless for the marshal and my subordinates to be angry, and my subordinates have always disliked militarism, but after all, this is your country's royal family and parliament. the meaning of."

Luo Che's heart became cold a little bit, and even his bloodshot eyeballs seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. He sneered and said, "I just said that I, Sha'an, love moths so much. It turns out that your country helped me." bred."

Galley smiled cheekily and said, "Marshal, you are welcome."

Seeing that Luo Che was going to be furious because of his words, Galei changed the subject calmly: "But isn't the coach of Hua Xu their prince? If the marshal can make the prince never return to his East Palace , isn’t this trip worthwhile?”

Luo Che was slightly taken aback, and calmed down a bit, but he still couldn't hold back the bitterness in his words: "It's easy for the knight to say."

Galley laughed and said, "The marshal is invincible and invincible. What's so difficult about such a trivial matter?"

Gale and his knight walked leisurely out of the handsome tent under Luo Che's almost murderous gaze, and when they were a little further away, Gale waved back and let his knight come closer.

"Your Highness."

Galei suppressed the flawless smile on his face, his eyes gradually darkened, he stared at the person he grew up with with a complicated expression for a while, and sighed, as if he felt a little hard to say , so he paused again, and then whispered hesitantly: "Jier, what the father means is... this time you go with the Sha'an barbarian."

There was no emotion in Jieer's light brown eyes, and he just nodded silently, expressing that he would do as he pleases.

Galei said again: "If you don't want to, you don't have to go. Let me tell you about the father, no one can force you to go."

When Galei said this, from the corner of his eye he looked at Jieer's expression inadvertently. He no longer wanted to think about what the purpose of saying this was, because he understood better than anyone else that no matter what kind of Jieer would accept any order, and this seemingly taciturn person had never done anything to embarrass himself for more than [-] years.

Sure enough, Jier Gujing Wubo's eyes didn't blink, and he mumbled under the mask: "Go on."

This sentence was so simple and shocking, but it made Galley's heart seem to be blocked by something.

In fact, if Jieer really said that he didn't want to go, Galley didn't know what to do—after all, this was an ultimatum from his father, King Wendell.

It's not like he never thought about letting go of his status as a prince, letting go of his obsession with the throne, and wholeheartedly repaying Jieer's friendship with him for more than [-] years.

But these are too illusory daydreams for him, he can only think about it, he needs his reason, his ambition and his world - after all, he is the most proud son of Wendell, yes The most popular heir to the Empire.

Gale opened his mouth in a complicated mood, wanting to ask Jel if he had thought it through, but just as the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back again, turning them into a silent sigh.He took Jieer's shoulder and hugged him gently, and Jieer's cold armor hurt his chest.Galley patted him on the back, his eyes were in a place where Jieer couldn't see, gradually showing a deliberate ruthlessness, and then whispered in his ear: "It's for the empire."

Jieer didn't speak, and slowly closed those calm eyes.

The Donghai Beizhao Prince's Mansion was as clear as ever, and Zhou Zirong was having dinner with Pan Shuning. In view of Zhou Zirong's personal taste, the table was full of innocence and blandness.

The two of them were chatting with each other, when suddenly a spirit bird came in from outside the main hall, Ah Qing who was standing on the wooden stand thought that the bird was coming to occupy the magpie's nest, and was so angry that he clapped his hands. Wings, if Zhou Zirong hadn't glared at it, it would have almost pounced on it and killed the spirit bird.

"Zi Rong, what's wrong?"

Zhou Zirong took the spirit bird and took a look. The bird, which was so light that it was almost weightless, turned into a small roll of letter paper with a slight click on his fingertips. Zhou Zirong stretched it out and saw that it was The message sent back by Yuan Li only had four simple words.

"Everything is ready."

Only owe the east wind.

[The author has something to say: In fact, Rega and Jieer are vice cps. 】