Chapter 147 The head of the four kings, the king of Yan [1 update]


    The man sat in the coach''s position and raised his head after hearing the footsteps.


    This is an extremely handsome face, and it is not an exaggeration to use the four words "inverted" to all living beings.


    But his outstanding appearance has never been his appearance, but his courage and martial arts.


    The head of the four kings—


    King Yan, Hejia!


    "General!" The young general knelt on one knee, bowed his fists and whispered, "News came from the southern border, Your Highness the King of Chu has already..."


    Hejia just wiped the spear in his hand silently.


    This spear was presented to him by the Marshal, the head of the Shence Army when he arrived at Shence Army at the age of ten.


    This spear has been with him for several years, and the handle of the gun is covered with mottled traces, and some blood has penetrated into it and cannot be erased.


    After a long period of silence, Hejia said lightly: "I understand."


    Seeing that he was so calm, the more uncomfortable the deputy general felt, he choked up and said, "General, then we..."


    After putting down the wiped spear, Hejia said one word: "Try."


    The two did not notice Ye Wanlan. She suddenly realized that this was probably the image recorded by Qingyunpei, and she unconsciously opened the image.


    Because she had never seen Hejia at this time.


    Compared to Hejia who was with her, the man in front of her added a little fatigue between his eyebrows. Although his face was still very young, it was no different from being in his early twenties.


    But I have matured a lot and have been settled through time and years.


    This was the Ningchao in 1723 of the Shenzhou calendar, six years after her death, and it was also the year when Hejia passed away.


    Not only King Yan, all her relatives died this year.


    "Fifty thousand brothers, there are only fifty thousand left now." The deputy general''s voice was difficult and obscure, "We are not from the Northern Land, nor from the Western Regions. General, we don''t know any information about the enemy at all!"


    Who invaded China?


    Who cruelly killed the people of Shenzhou?


    The military book says that only by knowing the enemy and knowing oneself can one never win a hundred battles, but everything is unknown, how can we fight?


    "Then you have to fight too." Hejia''s tone was unquestionable, Bingbing cold, "Uncle Wang has died, the southern border has not been defended. If the northwest cannot be defended, Feng Yuan will be attacked from the back and forth. Do you want your aunt to go on the horse and fight?"


    China has three important passes - the northwest desert, the jungle in the southern border and the eastern desert plain.


    The guards were guarded by King Hejia of Yan, King Xiang Qingtian of Chu and King Hua Yingyue of Qin respectively.


    No matter which passage these three passes are broken, they will be a devastating blow to the inland people.


    The deputy general took a deep breath: "General, there has been no news about the East Wilderness. I don''t know if the enemy has not gone to the East Wilderness, or His Highness of the King of Qin..."


    "There is no need to contact us, they will understand." Hejia raised his hand and "get a piece of lingyu."


    "Yes, general!" The deputy general quickly handed a piece of Lingyu forward.


    Lingyu is a specialty of Yanshan, very light and thin, just like paper.


    Hejia did not hold a pen, but forced his internal force into his hand and started writing on this piece of lingyu with his fingertips.


    Ye Wanlan got closer and could clearly see the words written by Hejia.


    [Xiao Lan, although you can''t receive this letter, I think some things can be written down so that they may be remembered forever. 】


    Ye Wanlan''s expression was shocked.


    Hejia is not good at speaking, but he does like to write letters very much.


    When she was assisting Ning Zhaozong in the capital Fengyuan, she would communicate with Hejia.


    She sorted out all the letters Hejia wrote to her and put them in the box. Before her death, she also asked Hejia to put these letters into her tomb.


    It’s a pity that she didn’t know what happened after her death, and now she doesn’t know where her tomb is.


    [I have never seen such a tragic scene. The day before yesterday, those people were wearing invulnerable armor and fell from the sky with the fire, and then I could only see blood and corpses.


    The attacks in the southern border where Uncle Wang is located are even worse than those in Brother Wei. At this time, he has already gone to find you, right?


    I know you have complaints about Uncle Wang. Before Yongle was born, he was the only girl at that time. He followed me outside the palace for too long. After returning to the palace, his father and aunt took you very seriously.


    Uncle Wang also loves you very much, but his way is ridiculous and crying. He likes to tease you. He drew a beard on your face when you were asleep, which made you scolded by the young tutor when you went to class.


    I still remember that in winter, he approached you from behind and stuffed a snowball into your clothes, and was scolded by his father.


    But you definitely don’t know that when you left, he hurriedly returned to Fengyuan from southern Xinjiang and cried for a long time. However, this misunderstanding can be solved below. If it cannot be solved, I will be the one who cares about it. 】


    Hejia has a deep inner strength, and although Lingyu is hard, it is the same as tofu under his fingers.


    Ye Wanlan watched quietly, and she bent down and stretched out her hand to smooth Hejia''s frown brow.


    But my hand was penetrated like this.


    This is an image of Hejia before his death, not a reality, but a history that has been buried for three hundred years.


    Hejia is completely unknown, continue writing.


    [Xiao Lan, I have been asking myself these two days, what would I do if I were you? Although you are weak, you are using your troops like a god.


    When I was a child, my brother told you, "If you sit on the throne, I will help you consolidate your country. If anyone bullies you, my brother will help you fight back."


    But unfortunately, I still have to make a mistake.


    I don’t know what the enemy is this time, nor do I know what their purpose is. They kill people when they see them and destroy things when they see them.


    I have never been defeated for ten years. After you go, I just want to die on the battlefield. I will go with you soon.


    Maybe soon, my brother will be able to meet you. - Hejia''s final writing. 】


    After writing the last word, Hejia put down his pen and handed Lingyu to the deputy general.


    "In recent years, the general has written a lot of letters to His Highness the Princess." The deputy general wants to break the congested atmosphere, "Your Highness the Princess will be very happy to receive the general''s letter."


    In a trance, Ye Wanlan raised her hand and found that she was shedding tears on her face, her hands were wet.


    Hejia didn''t say anything, but just nodded slightly.


    Several of his confidants fought with Hejia for more than ten years, and they knew that he and Princess Yongning had a deep affection and were inseparable from their brothers and sisters.


    The deputy general couldn''t help but sigh: "It''s a pity that the princess is not here, otherwise..."


    Hejia''s eyes changed slightly, and he tightened a corner of Lingyu.


    The last Taisu Sect Elder once watched the stars at night and peeked at the secrets of heaven. Before sitting in the process of transformation, he left a prophecy (chen, four tones) words—


    Princess Yongning is immortal, and Daning is immortal!


    This prophecy was not made public, only the head of Taisu Sect, the elders, Ning Zhaozong and him knew about it.


    However, after Princess Yongning passed away, Ning Chao did not stagnate, but continued to move upwards.


    This half of the credit was thanks to her life, and she still set up a century of plans.


    But I''m afraid even she hadn''t expected it today.


    Hejia suddenly smiled slightly: "I''m very happy. She is no longer here at this time."


    The deputy general was stunned.


    Hejia is serious. He is a gentle brother only in front of Princess Yongning. When facing the battlefield, he is always a cold-faced killer god.


    Every time Princess Yongning comes to Yanshan to visit King Yan, the brothers are incredible to see Hejia laughing.


    "If she is here, I''m afraid she will not be able to accept it." Hejia said lightly, "It''s good that she doesn''t have to endure the pain of separation from life and death. I''ll have enough of this suffering."


    Otherwise, how could she endure the pain of skin-cutting and bone-cutting at this time?


    No matter how high her status, how noble her status, or how powerful her ability, she is still the sister he has taken care of.


    The deputy general was silent.


    Ye Wanlan''s heart trembled: "Brother Wang..."


    At such a critical moment, what he thought was, except for Shenzhou, but she was still her.


    There was a sharp pain deep in my heart, and even my soul was trembling.


    It seemed like a sharp knife inserted into her chest and stabbed it hard.


    She was so painful that she was almost cramped and she couldn''t stand up straight.


    Hejia spoke again: "Changning."


    The croaking sounded, and a carrier pigeon flew into the camp with its wings and landed on Hejia''s right arm that was lifted.


    He tied the letter he had previously given to Emperor Yongshun and Princess Jing''an to the claws of the carrier pigeon, and then patted it on the head gently: "Go."


    As if he knew what was about to happen, the pigeon did not fly away immediately this time, but circled around Hejia and shouted anxiously.


    Hejia was unmoved and looked cold: "Go quickly!"


    The pigeon cried out in a tragic voice before flying away.


    Ye Wanlan suddenly realized that many things were unknown to the authorities.


    Hejia at this time was not clear that Ning Chao''s destruction was doomed, whether he defended or retreated.


    Can you withdraw?


    Where to retreat?


    After Yanshan, that is the people of Yancheng.


    She knew Hejia, and he could not retreat.


    Hejia picked up the spear, tied his hair with his crown, and stepped out of the main account.


    "Prince!"


    “General!”


    "Time is coming soon." Hejia raised his hand and smiled faintly, "It''s rare that we are all still here, do you still have any wishes?"


    One person said, "I am a rough and vulgar person. My biggest wish now is to be able to go back alive and see my wife and children, that''s enough."


    "Good wish." Hejia raised his glass and smiled faintly, "Come on, after making this cup, we will see you below."


    "The last general is willing to follow the general to the death!"


    "The last general is willing to follow the general to the death!"


    Taiping was originally determined by martyrs, and no martyrs enjoyed peace.


    Good morning~~


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    Note 1: Taiping was determined by martyrs, and no martyrs enjoyed peace.


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    (This chapter ends)