Within a dozen steps, only General Rong, Chao Yan and Fang Duo remained motionless. Of the seventeen generals that Shen Ce met in his youth, thirteen died in battle, and one rebelled, and there are only three left tonight.

Yu Rong couldn't bear Shen Ce's humiliation any longer, and with a roar, he rushed into the dozens of people alone, pointed the tip of his sword at General Yu, panted heavily, and scolded with red eyes: "If the seventeen generals are all there, if my brother is still there, ... Who in this world dares to insult the king of the county!" Yu Rong was clumsy when he was a child, and was not good at arguing with others. He roared and burst into tears, "The Shen family army...we are seventeen, seventeen and the king... ...with 2,000 people, hit it out! At that time, before you..."

Yu Rongjian waved aside: "Without you! And without you!" He only hated the battle of Jingzhou City and the imperial edict that killed the most loyal generals. There are also 17,000 iron cavalry, Shen Ce's most elite soldiers, good sons who are never afraid of life and death, all died in Jingzhou...

Shen Ce's eyes surged with enthusiasm, and he wanted to speak out to stop it.

"Your Majesty," Chao Yan took the lead, "You let us finish, and we will be happy! We are not afraid of death, but we are afraid that we will not live happily!"

After Chao Yan finished speaking, he glared at the first man who threw away the helmet: "The prince meets the crown prince, and the purpose of his request is to reward the entire army! I'm afraid that today's palace change will bring disaster to everyone! You—" He also choked his throat... Wet, shouted sharply: "Jingzhou City survived! Who is there?"

In order to plan to seize power, General Yu and others ordered the palace gate to be locked early, and the 200,000 troops waiting outside the palace gate were blocked. Thousands of people stayed in the palace gate. Except for Shen Ce and the three generals who survived the battle of Jingzhou, they were all pawns, and then the highest was promoted to the sixth rank. They couldn't squeeze into this group of high-ranking people, they waited far down the steps, listening to Chao Yan's shout, without saying a word, they raised their knives and surrounded them.

"The battle of Shunyang, I survived!"

"Luyangguan! Luozhou! The first battle of Yecheng is alive!"

...

The old people who survived the battles appeared one by one from all directions. Slowly, more than 300 people gathered beside Shen Ce and confronted the remaining 7,000 people.

"I am after the Chao clan in Yingchuan, and my ancestor in the Han Dynasty became the censor." Chao Yan looked at General Yu proudly, "Today I would like to make Chai Sang and Shen Ce the king, and I would like to kill a way out for him."

"Cai Jun Yu's." Yu Rong retreated to Chao Yan's side.

"Yingzhou He Clan."

"Xuanrou Zhao's."

...

He was touched by these self-reported family members, thinking of when he was the most energetic. In the past, there were hundreds of warships floating on the river, and the Seventeen Generals were discussing the Western Expedition with great interest. Chao Yan, Yu Rong, Yu Hua, Fang Duo... They were all so enthusiastic, they reported their surnames to their families and issued military orders... …

Shen Ce pressed the back of Chao Yan's blade again. Although Chao Yan was a strong general, Shen Ce's natural power was unmatched. Chao Yan couldn't raise the knife in his hand, knowing that Shen Ce wanted to silence himself, his face turned pale, and he pleaded in a low voice, "I beg the county king to complete the final commander!"

He said solemnly: "You are a general, you should know the benefits."

Facing Shen Ce, Chao Yan was like a fledgling teenager, tears rolled down: "The last general..."

"Close the knife."

Chao Yan shook his head desperately, refusing to obey.

Shen Ce shook his head lightly, telling Chao Yan not to act rashly.

"The military rules of the Shen family, the commander dies, and the deputy commander is in charge of the army. Shen Ce—" He turned to look forward in the dazzling silver light, "Both eyes are too hard to see things, can't be a general, and it's no different from death. ," He took out the military talisman from his arms and handed it to Chao Yan, "From today, the army of the Shen family will be handed over to Chao Yan."

"From now on, Chaisang will no longer have Shen Ce, and there will be no more King Jianglin in the south."

Very quiet all around.

General Yu and others made all the arrangements, but they did not expect that Shen Ce would directly give up military power and want nothing. An imaginary bloody battle suddenly came to nothing, like a fist hitting cotton, and the mutiny looked at each other and lost their minds.

Shen Ce took two steps forward and came to General Yu.

He has accumulated prestige for many years, and it cannot be dissipated in a short time. As soon as someone approaches, General Yu's heart beats fast, and he grips the handle of the knife tightly.

He looked clean, ignored General Yu and others, hugged Zhao Zhao, and walked towards the bright spot where the silver light shone. The helmets were thrown on the steps, and the reflected light allowed him to see some of the way ahead.

Chao Yan and Yu Rong guarded silently on both sides, kicked off piles of helmets, and opened a path for Shen Ce with swords. The encirclement of thousands of people was accidentally torn apart by more than 300 people beside Shen Ce.

With the help of Chao Yan, Shen Ce walked down the last step. The prince hurriedly chased out behind him, bowed deeply to Shen Ce's back with the respect of the prince, and said loudly: "Chai Sang Shen Ce, forever the queen of the famous family. I will send you to the king of the county in the south of the lonely generation."

He didn't answer and went to the palace gate.

He couldn't see everything clearly, but he clearly saw a young man, wearing armor, holding a helmet, with a Zhaoye sword hanging from his waist, getting off the chariot, entering the palace gate, passing by himself, and stepping into the palace facing the sun. Sima Gate...

On that day, the palace gate was opened for him, hundreds of officials congratulated him, and Zhaozhao was still waiting for him in Wuling County. In just a few short years, everything turned to ash.

He hugged Zhaozhao and mounted the horse, and he turned over himself.

Chao Yan refused to let go, grabbed the reins of Shen Ce, and choked up and asked, "Where is the prince going?"

Chao Yan has never cried since he joined the army, and he cried several times today. Shen Ce couldn't bear it, and said in a low voice, "Don't ask, you and my brother will never see each other again."

"I am willing to disarm and go back to seclusion with the king of the county!"

He shook his head and tried to break Chao Yan's hand: "You wanted to compete with me when you first entered the military camp, but you never won, why try again." After breaking it, he couldn't bear to hurt Chao Yan, "General Chao, read In the friendship between you and me for many years, it is convenient to follow Shen Ce."

Chao Yan persisted.

"If I leave at this time, I can still see a ray of light. I'm afraid I won't be able to see the way forward," he said softly again, this time with sincerity.

...

Chao Yan looked at him, and was forced by those dull eyes to let go of his reins. With tears in his eyes, he wiped off the dirt beside Shen Ce's boots with his hands: "Prince King...if you need anything, just bring A message. If you are in danger, bring a message too, and Chao Yan will go to the ends of the earth to find it.”

He smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Shen Ce summoned Yu Rong and Fang Duo, leaned over and groped, wiping the tears from their faces for the three of them. One by one, they patted their heads, like the day when they first met and chose their own soldiers.

Yu Rong cried so much that he was speechless.

Fang Duo took out the family heirloom jade from his arms and stuffed it into Shen Ce's arms: "Your Majesty, you only brought a Zhaoye knife. This thing is... a foreign object. If you sell it, you can buy land and sell a house. It's sold."

Shen Ce wanted to refuse, fearing that they would be suspicious, he didn't say much, and put the jade away.

He left Miyagi and went southeast.

In the dormitory last night, he had to give up the burial place he had planned. Lushan Mountain was too far away, and Bifeng Mountain was even more distant. The closest place to the capital and Zhaozhao's favorite place is Mount Luojia. On the way, he put on his own clothes for Zhaozhao, carefully folded the red cloth, received it in his arms, borrowed the spirit of the horse, and gave instructions from kind passers-by, and walked in the direction of Luojia Mountain.

The family that gave Zhaozhao a peanut was suspected to be a spy by Shen Ce. Sent silver taels. Originally she did it casually, but tonight it was useful. The old woman was the only acquaintance that Shen Ce knew about her, but she didn't know Shen Ce's identity.

The old woman was old, she saw a lot, she was not taboo, she wiped Zhao Zhao's body, and changed into the clothes she married when she was young. He found a new set of clothes for his son for Shen Ce, hired a carriage, and sent them to the coast.

The old woman begged the boatman to send her across the sea and take Shen Ce's token. When the old abbot saw the token, he immediately crossed the shore.

That day, the lotus waves were huge. Since the old abbot went to Luojia Mountain to be the host, he had never seen such a storm, and he still insisted on crossing the sea. The shelter from the rain was leaking everywhere, Shen Ce hugged Zhao Zhao, and it was raining, but the person in his arms was wrapped well. He sat quietly, as if he was afraid that the person in his arms would catch cold, so he would touch her from time to time to see if the rain had wet her.

"Donor." The old abbot stepped forward a few steps, wanting to give him his rainforest.

He heard the abbot's voice and turned here. After the two looked at each other for a few seconds, the abbot clasped his palms together: "Amitabha."

Shen Ce smiled: "What is the abbot sighing about?"

The old abbot remembered the scene when he first saw Shen Ce, and sighed, it was Amitabha again.

He smiled: "Today, I am asking the abbot to do two things."

"Donor, please tell me." The abbot always kept in mind the abbot who saved the people in this temple when Shen Ce saved him. In all these years, he did nothing but chanting the scriptures for the incense he sent and praying for his sister. Shen Ce gave a lot of money for incense, but he never asked for anything.

"The first piece," he took out the heart-protecting jade from his arms, "this item is the family heirloom of the military general of the Shen family. Please the abbot return it for me in three years, saying that I will give it to you at that time. of."

Abbot received.

"The second one is even simpler. We in the southern borders insist on being buried in the ground for safety," he said, "but I don't dare to enter the ground for fear of being known by the enemy and will not be able to live in peace. I don't mind, I'm afraid that she will be disturbed by the co-burial."

"The donor wants to be cremated?"

He nodded. In Middle-earth, cremation was rarely an option. When the two armies are at war, if someone uses cremation to dispose of the enemy's corpse on the battlefield, it will be considered a great humiliation, and it will often arouse the enemy's fighting spirit and cause trouble. He has been friends with the Dangxiang clan in the northwest for many years, and often they are cremated.

"It's just that during the cremation, I want to ask the abbot to recite the scriptures for her," he said, "to save her from the suffering of reincarnation. If there is suffering, I will bear it."

The abbot suddenly realized that the person in Shen Ce's arms had passed away, and he sighed Amitabha in the sound of thunder and lightning: "When?"

"Dawn," he said, "until the rain stops."

The abbot agreed, thinking that Shen Ce had many enemy families, and seeing his desolate appearance, he was in trouble, and asked softly, "What are the plans of the donor in the future? If you want to escape, go north, I have a junior brother in a remote temple. As the host, you can arrange for a disciple to send you there."

"After tomorrow?" He smiled.

Tomorrow, Zhaozhao will be able to see his brother.

postscript

Rende, the prince of the southern border, was deeply loved, but died unexpectedly in the year of Shen Ce's rebellion.

After more than ten years, the emperor was old, encountered a rebellion by a general, was imprisoned, and starved to death in the palace. Soon, the southern border changed its dynasty.