At night, Sun Gu's Yu Linwei also came to the military camp with the royal doctor.
It's a pity that the three days of fierce fighting have exhausted General Lian Po's energy. Even the imperial doctor who brought precious medicinal materials in the palace could only use the ancestral acupuncture technique to wake General Lian Po for a moment.
Listening to the diagnosis given by the imperial doctor, Li Mu couldn't help but have wet eyes!
General Lian Po used his own life to delay Zhao for three days.
Holding back the sadness in his heart, Li Mu immediately ordered: "Bang the drum, gather the generals! Let everyone come and see the old general on his last journey."
"Yes." The deputy general immediately bowed and accepted the order.
Immediately, in Xinzheng City, where all the drums and drums had ceased, the drums started beating again!
That's the drumbeat for the Chinese army to gather together!
Wang Hao, who was far away in the Qin army camp, obviously heard the fierce drumbeats. With a slight frown, Wang Hao obviously thought of the possibility of a certain boat, but he did not take any action.
Without him, the battle at dusk had told him that Xinzheng City had ushered in a new master.
His attempt to kill him while he was sick had failed.
In this case, what Wang Lu and his Qin army have to do is to attract Zhao Jun's attention and provide cover for the subsequent appearance of Meng Ao and the coalition forces.
Naturally, this sneak attack at night was not what he should do.
The drumbeats in the city continued, and as soon as the drums passed, many generals in the city had already gathered outside the Chinese army's tent.
Looking at the sad-looking lieutenant outside the Chinese army tent, the generals didn't understand anything.
In just this moment, heavy rain poured down.
The dripping raindrops fell mercilessly on the clothes and armor of everyone present, but no one made a sound, and no one wiped them away. Everyone just waited quietly in the rain for the call.
"Old sir, let's give the injection." Listening to the sound of rain, Li Mu said to the doctor beside him.
"Okay." The imperial doctor who had been waiting for a long time replied simply.
Immediately, the doctor carefully pulled out the long and thin needle from the bag, burned it briefly on the bonfire, and then the doctor began to perform the acupuncture.
Soon, under the acupuncture of the imperial doctor, the comatose old general woke up slowly.
The original pain disappeared, and instead, the old general felt that there was inexhaustible energy in his body.
Looking down at the wound that was wrapped in gauze but still bright red, and then at the imperial doctor who was tightening his needles, the old general certainly understood that this was the so-called "return of light".
"How much time do I have?" The old general's voice sounded immediately, as loud as a bell, not as weak as it was during the day.
However, the more they listened to this angry voice, the hearts of everyone felt extremely sad.
"A quarter of an hour." The imperial doctor looked at Li Mu beside him and replied honestly and helplessly.
"Yeah." Lian Po smiled slightly, but said nothing more.
"Old General." Li Mu immediately walked to Lian Po's side and whispered: "The last generals have already beaten the drums to gather the generals. Old General, please see them again."
When Lian Po heard this, he listened slightly, then nodded and said, "This is a two-tongu drum, right?"
"Yes." Li Mu replied immediately.
"Well, that's good. It's just in time." Lian Po smiled again and said, "Help me go to the front tent."
"Yes." Li Mu beside him responded immediately.
Following the drum beat of the gathered generals, Lian Po quickly arrived at the front tent.
At the same time, the rain outside the tent was getting heavier and heavier.
More and more generals gathered outside the tent, and the atmosphere outside the tent became increasingly weird.
The arriving generals understood the situation almost instantly, and walked to their positions silently one by one, quietly waiting for their commander's final orders.
The rain fell down, quietly washing the armor that was stained with blood.
Finally, with a burst of thunder in the sky, the two drums were completed!
Lieutenant General
After briefly counting the personnel, he immediately opened the door curtain and walked up to General Lian Po in three steps. With his hands clasped in his fists, a choking voice immediately sounded: "Old General, all generals above the rank of captain of the army have been assembled!"
When Lian Po heard this, he shook his head lightly, and then said, "Wait, three-way drum!"
After the three drums are finished, all the generals sign up to enter. This is the formal ceremony of tapping the knot.
Of course the deputy general understands, but...
Of course Lian Po knew what the lieutenant was worried about, so he smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, I can still hold on."
When the deputy general heard this, tears flowed down his eyes uncontrollably.
Not only the deputy general, but also Li Mu could not help but burst into tears.
However, compared to the deputy general, Li Mu clearly understands General Lian Po's thoughts better: the army is always the first thing in General Lian Po's heart. Even if he is about to die, General Lian Po is still unwilling to break the rules of the army because of himself.
Even at the last moment of his life, the old general still wanted to protect the army he loved deeply.
"Do as the old general said. After the three drums are completed, all the generals will sign up." Li Mu then ordered.
"Yes." Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, the deputy general turned around and rushed out of the central army tent. He gave an order to the generals in the rain: "The old general has an order. After the three drums are completed, the generals sign up to enter!"
With a roar, all the generals bowed down: "Old General!"
Amidst the rumbling sound, the raindrops became more and more urgent with the third drum beat.
Lian Po, who was sitting on the main seat, tried to listen carefully to the deep drum beats. Unknowingly, his eyes gradually became hazy, and his body, which was originally full of energy, gradually became heavier.
Yes, as time goes by, life force continues to pass away, and various functions of the body will also dissipate.
General Lian Po naturally understood, but he still tried to sit on the main seat, quietly waiting for the sound of the drums to end, and tried to open his eyes to look at the army he loved so much, and then look at A glance at the soldiers under his command.
"Dong, dong dong, dong dong dong..."
A thunderous drum beat, accompanied by the pouring rain, struck hard in everyone's heart.
Their red eyes looked up at the Chinese army tent in front of them. Through the heavy rain and thick curtains, everyone seemed to have seen General Lian Po, sitting on the main seat, motionless like a monument.
I never thought that one day, the generals would dislike the drumbeat of this gathering of generals for being too persistent!
Boom...
Finally, the last drum was finished, and the whimpering horn sounded immediately.
"After the three drums are completed, all the generals will sign up!"
Xu noticed the confusion in the old general's eyes, and Li Mu inside the tent immediately shouted an order outside the tent.
"The last general, the deputy general of the army, Zhang Yue, has an audience with the general." The deputy general signed up without hesitation and entered.
"Last general, Lieutenant Leng."
"The last general, the throne."
...
A general named Zhao Jun reported his name one by one, and then filed into the Zhongzhun tent.
Soon, the tent was filled with people.
Before they had time to wipe the rain off their bodies, all the generals fell to the ground in unison: "I've seen you, General!"
The sound was so strong that it actually drowned out the pouring rain and the whimpering horns outside the curtain.
Lian Po took a deep breath and tried to open his eyes as wide as possible, trying to take another look at his old subordinates.
Unfortunately, although his pupils were somewhat dilated, even if Lian Po opened his eyes as wide as possible, he still couldn't see clearly Li Mu next to him.
If you can’t see clearly, then you can’t see clearly! It doesn't matter anymore.
Lian Po accepted this fact calmly. Fortunately, their appearance had already been engraved in his mind.
Lian Po, who already knew that his time was running out, slowly uttered one word from his Dantian: "Get up!"
And as he uttered the word "qi", Lian Po's face, which had always been as pale as paper, suddenly became confused.
Then a trace of blush appeared again, and everyone didn't understand that this was the last moment of glory!
"Promise!" Everyone gritted their teeth and agreed in unison.
Looking at the blurry shadow in front of him, Lian Po adjusted his posture slightly, took a deep breath, and said with all his strength: "My king will not serve as an old man, but will use a large army to attack Yingchuan and fight against the Qin army. . However, I did not pay attention and mistakenly fell into the trap of the Qin army, putting the army in danger! This is all my fault!"
"General!" all the generals said anxiously.
How could Lian Po not know what the generals wanted to say? Lian Po knew better that Zhao Wangkuo would never blame himself for such a thing. After all, no one could have imagined that the Qin army would appear so suddenly and resolutely.
What's more, Lian Po has made up for his mistakes with his life.
But as a general, Lian Po undoubtedly made mistakes in this battle. In the final analysis, Lian Po still underestimated his old opponent.
It was precisely because of his slightly underestimating the enemy that he lost more than half of the three thousand elite cavalry, and he almost died on the battlefield.
Although Na himself used his own life to hold back the Qin army, there is no doubt that with the arrival of Li Mu, the king's plan will be shattered.
The initiative on the battlefield may also be handed over to the Qin army.
This is undoubtedly a bad start. And this consequence must and can only be borne by him, the leader of the army.
Not for anything else, just to calm the hearts of the generals and successors. The short answer is that he took the blame, and what he wanted to hand over to his successor, Li Mu, was a "clean" Zhao Jun with no criminal record and no need to "pay for his crimes and perform meritorious services."
Only in this way can Zhao Jun under his command put down his burdens and be able to better cope with the next battle!
"My time is running out, general!" Lian Po raised his right hand with difficulty, signaling everyone not to interrupt him.
As soon as these words came out, the captains below already burst into tears: Even at the last moment of his life, the general still protected his men with his generous arms.
"Everyone should follow General Li Mu and attack the Qin army together to help our great Zhao for thousands of years." Lian Po looked around at the generals and slowly said the last prayer in his heart.
"I am willing to help my great Zhao for thousands of years!" All the generals immediately followed Li Mu and worshiped.
Listening to the cry of "millions of years", Lian Po finally felt relieved, and what followed was a feeling of bleak emptiness.
Raising his head slightly, General Lian Po murmured: "Your Majesty, I can no longer fight for you on the battlefield, Your Majesty..."
"Old General!"
"Old General..."
