a hundred times

The eight hundred li urgent edict from Nian'an was sent directly to the battlefield. The messenger soldier knelt in front of Zhou Suiyun, his head bowed, his hands and feet were still trembling, and he did not look at the surrounding battlefields. He just waited for the marshal to read the letter. edict issued.

Zhou Suiyun's face sank like water.

Once on the battlefield, Xuanqing stayed by Zhou Suiyun's side to protect him all the time. Seeing Zhou Suiyun's expression at this time, he faintly sensed that something was wrong.Xuanqing was about to lean over to take a look, Zhou Suiyun lowered his hands and said in a low voice, "Retreat."

Xuanqing heard clearly, with a look of surprise on his face.The guard's herald next to him looked in disbelief, and blurted out: "Retreat? Marshal! Our army still has the advantage, how can it be!"

Zhou Suiyun pursed his lips, and said lightly: "The sage is critically ill, and it is said that Prince Qi will return to Ni'an immediately, and at the same time withdraw his troops, and seek peace from the alien race."

The king is the foundation of the country, and the little emperor is critically ill at this time, which is no less than a heavy blow to this crumbling regime.Now that the war situation has evolved like this, it is closely related to the assassination of the first emperor.Now that the Holy One is critically ill, once the news comes out, the army's morale will inevitably be in chaos. All parties are busy competing for interests, so how can they control the battlefield?

It is indeed a reasonable choice to retreat and seek peace when Dacheng and other races are still capable of fighting, and to preserve what little national power they have.

However, even though he was clear in his heart, Zhou Suiyun raised his lips slightly, but still couldn't help showing a little sarcasm.

After all, he is just a general, and the world is a politician's game.Desire to save the country, but unable to return to heaven, what can I do?

The herald was stunned for a moment, his feet softened, and he immediately sent someone to wave the flag and call the gold to signal the retreat.Although the soldiers didn't know why, they were used to obeying military orders. After hesitation, they quickly returned to the formation of withdrawing troops and withdrew from the battlefield.

On the other hand, the foreign race was also quick, without chasing after them, and the boat quickly evacuated from the blood-stained lake area.

Zhou Suiyun ordered his personal guards to send the edict to Prince Qi for review, with a blank expression on his face, he walked all the way off the warship.Xuanqing followed behind him, and the two walked in silence until they reached Shuai Zhang.

"When are you leaving?" Zhou Suiyun asked.

Xuanqing stood up straight in front of him, "You want me to go?"

Zhou Suiyun smiled lightly, and glanced straight at him: "I don't want to, so you won't leave?"

Xuanqing said: "You know that some things are not for me to choose."

Wen Liu Shan Zhuang's ambition is in the world, and Xuan Qing has shouldered the heavy responsibility of the family since she was a child. In the past ten years, she has been working hard to one day win the world.

Right now is the best time.

The young emperor is critically ill, the military power is under his control, and he has the power to talk and laugh.

Zhou Suiyun heard the words, but just sneered: "Since you have no choice and are destined to go, why bother to put on a show here?" After all, they were never the same people.

Xuanqing looked at him, her eyes were dark and bottomless.

Zhou Suiyun looked at him calmly, the gentleman is magnanimous, even if he lost all his martial arts, he did not lose half of his momentum in front of this top expert.

"Your Zhou family is really like this. You are ruthless to yourself and even more ruthless to others."

Xuanqing smiled bitterly, turned and left.

"...Really?" After a long time, Zhou Suiyun's voice rang out in the empty military tent, "We just... don't want to wrong ourselves."

What they want has always been a sincere relationship, and they can't afford to be aggrieved and can't stand a little deception and insult.

Zhou Renfeng regretted the old practice of chasing the sky a hundred times, but if he could do it all over again, would he be able to accept the reality that sworn brothers are natural enemies?

Outside the military tent, Zhou Chuze withdrew his hand that was resting on the tent door, turned around slowly, and then slightly raised his head to look at the sky. The sky was as blue as washing, like the world, vast and infinite.

■

three days later.

The young emperor passed away, and the world was destroyed.At the same time, the foreign race set out a condition for peace talks, taking the Qianhe River as the boundary, and occupying Dacheng's vast northern land. At the same time, they demanded that Dacheng officially become a subordinate state of the foreign race. Some foreign decrees, surprisingly, the number of tribute is not much, and the scope of decrees is not wide.

Taking this peace treaty seriously, it is almost tolerant to Dacheng, but to the common people, it is the greatest good news to end the war as soon as possible.

The most hurt should belong to the royal family of Dacheng, because from now on the ruler of Dacheng can no longer be called emperor, but must be called king.

Zhou Chuze believed in the reins, left the Dacheng barracks, and slowly thought that Ye Zhuchen still got everything he wanted.

The Central Plains has become a vassal state of the foreign race, and to a certain extent, the foreign race has achieved its goal of dominating the world.

The peace talks did not last long, and the court at this time had been involved in another vortex.When the young emperor passed away, King Chen asked Cheng Yue, Prince Qi, the elder brother of the former emperor, to be the emperor, but the grand master took out a will.

Since then, the court has fallen into chaos.

In another three days, the peace talks between the two countries ended and the alliance of Qianhe was signed.The generals of both sides submitted the documents with Chengcheng Lake. At the same time, the eunuch Feng Ze was charged with provoking the relationship between the two countries and was beheaded by the lakeside by Zhou Suiyun to show that the two countries have eliminated their differences and the beginning of peaceful coexistence.

On the day the covenant was signed, Zhou Suiyun disappeared in the Dacheng barracks, and his whereabouts remain a mystery.

Since then, the war has come to a complete end, and the people finally have the opportunity to recuperate and cultivate civilization in this hopeful land again.

The turmoil in the palace also ended in a palace change half a month later.

Cheng Yue, Prince of Qi, succeeded to the throne, changed his title to Jianxin, and called him King of Qi and Chu.There are various versions of this palace change among the people, but the one that is closest to the truth is not the most familiar one. It is said that the Dacheng God of War descended from the sky and took away the prime minister with a different surname who wanted to usurp the throne.

After March, at the beginning of autumn, Cuilan Building in Jiangzuo.

Nangong Xiao was alive and kicking again, playing with the silly white tiger with great interest, and asked the person opposite: "What's this called?"

"Snowball."

"How did you raise it so well? It doesn't look like a tiger anymore!"

Ye Zhuchen glanced at her lightly, but didn't speak.Xueqiu is a smart tiger. Nangong Xiao shows his savage martial arts arrogance. Xueqiu senses fear, so he will naturally pretend to be cute.

"Where's Chu Ze?"

"I met half a month ago." Nangong smiled and stuck out his tongue, shrugging slightly, "You must know, I confessed my love to him, but was rejected."

Ye Zhuchen nodded in satisfaction, "He didn't look for you first."

Nangong smiled and heard something was wrong, "Why, Chu Ze is coming today?"

"Well, you can go...don't rub Snowball's forehead."

Nangong smiled inexplicably, "How could he still be willing to meet a heartless person like you?"

Ye Zhuchen grunted, "His uncle owed me a favor three months ago, and today is the deadline for fulfilling it."

Nangong smiled and blinked: "Yo, what kind of favor is so powerful?"

Ye Zhuchen said calmly: "Well, it's just a big favor."