Yan Mo took a sip of wine. Although his eyes were a little bloodshot, they were still as deep as water from an old well, unfathomable.
It's just the wrinkles on his forehead and the white hair on his temples that make him look a little older and tired.
The hero's old age is so sad.
Ahem
Without paying attention, Yan Mo choked on the strong wine, and the wine glass he just picked up was shaken out.
At this time, the curtain of the camp tent was raised, and Shu Xun pretended to be okay and walked over and kicked Dong Dangxian who was lying on the table. Seeing that he didn't respond, he simply pulled him up.
"You fat pig, if I don't give you a good wash in the river today, I won't even have the appetite to eat at the same table with you!"
When he came out of the camp and came to the hut, Shu Xun threw Dong Dangxian to the ground. Dong Dangxian groaned, but he still looked drunk.
Shu Xun said angrily, "You guys are still pretending, this is all outside, Brother Yan is not here!"
When Dong Dangxian said this, he immediately got up, not looking drunk at all, "Why did you pull me out? I still want to listen to Brother Yan's story? I will definitely not be discovered if I pretend to look like you!"
Chu Tianhe on the side covered his face and said, "Who can't see that you are just pretending? How much have you drunk just now? Even the young master is not drunk yet, let alone a big man like you!"
Shu Xun also said with disdain, "If you still lie there, I won't carry it out for you, and Brother Yan will have to slap you out!"
"But having said that, what's the reason for the quarrel between Brother Yan and my nephew now? They are both smart people, how can there be any misunderstanding?" Dong Dangxian asked in confusion.
Chu Tianhe sighed, "It's because all smart people are like this. It's not like you don't know Brother Yan's character. He likes to fight alone no matter what happens. Others don't have to worry about anything and just listen to his arrangements." That’s fine, he doesn’t like to explain too much to others. And the young master doesn’t like to be arranged, so it’s normal for the two of them to have conflicts.”
Shu Xun shook his head, "Brother Yan's temperament is still the same as before. He wants to be perfect in everything and have a clear conscience. Dong Dangxian and I told him before the expedition that no matter what decision he made, Both of us will support him."
Dong Dangxian also waved his fist vigorously, "That damn Zhou Ruoxiao, knowing that Brother Zhou doesn't want to lead the entire Yanwei regiment to carry a traitor, he still forces him to fight. Force all the good brothers of the Yanwei regiment We’ve reached a dead end!”
Chu Tianhe was in a low mood, "Oh, the loyal army has been so tragic since ancient times. Maybe the Yan Guards are no longer suitable for this era. I just hope that Brother Yan can have a good discussion with Yan Fang, and then take us to find Zhou Ruoxiao without any distractions." revenge!"
Dong Dangxian asked in confusion, "What is the misunderstanding between Brother Zhou and his son? Can father and son not be honest?"
Shu Xun also looked at Chu Tianhe with a puzzled look.
Chu Tianhe had been getting along with Yan's father and son for decades, and they were close confidants. He was as close to Yan Mo as brothers, and he and Yan Fang were better than father and son.
It can be said that the three of them are like a family.
Chu Tianhe also knew everything about what happened between them.
Seeing the two people asking questions, Chu Tianhe hesitated for a moment.
However, considering that Shu Xun and Dong Dangxian will definitely follow Yan Mo to resist Zhou Ruoxiao in the future, it may not be appropriate if there is a gap because of this matter.
So Chu Tianhe thought for a while, sighed and said, "Actually, the reason why Zhou Ruoxiao has been threatening Commander Yan is not the Yan Guards, otherwise Commander Yan would not have used such tragic means to send his comrades to death. .”
Shu Xun also nodded with deep understanding and said, "That's right, when we went on the expedition, I was thinking that even if Brother Yan didn't want to rebel, he shouldn't have sent his Yan Guards to die like this. This is really It’s not in line with his temperament.”
Dong Dangxian said in a deep voice, "Brother Yan is not the kind of person who can be easily threatened. The soldiers of the Yan Guards may choose to protect their own glory with their lives, but Brother Yan will definitely have a way to preserve both."
"What really makes Brother Yan have to submit to Zhou Ruoxiao is..."
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Inside the tent.
Yan Mo picked up a jar full of spirits and drank heavily.
After one sip, I drank half the jar.
His originally wise and calm eyes began to become a little cloudy.
"Do you hate me for not being able to protect those uncles in the Yan Guard Regiment who watched you grow up? Do you hate me for sending them to the front line to die with my own hands? Do you hate that I am now clearly capable of raising my arms and shouting, leading the three armies to counterattack? Chang'an, but still choose to attack Zhenshi Pass for Zhou Ruoxiao? What do you hate the most is that everything I am doing now is to protect you!?"
Yan Mo's calm rhetorical question broke the long silence in the camp.
Yan Fang had no expression on his face and nodded slowly, "Zhao Dazhu, Li Sa, Zhang Wenhong, Hu Haitao..."
The names came out of Yan Fang's mouth one by one. This order was exactly the order in which every soldier of the Yan Guards died in battle since the expedition.
Each name represents a living life and a person who has made sacrifices to protect this land.
However, they ultimately died for the commander's orders.
They were sent to die by Yan Mo.
They also died to save Yan Fang.
Why doesn't Yan Fang remember their names?
The faces under each name were engraved in his heart, and he carried remorse and guilt.
"What you actually hate is not me, but yourself."
Yan Mo still spoke the cruelest reality with cold and emotionless words.
Yan Fang clenched his fists tightly, his body seemed to be suppressing a restless beast, his eyes were red, "Yes! I hate myself, I hate why I have the surname Yan, why I have this damn demon bloodline, why do so many people have to do it for I sacrificed myself, why can’t I live like a normal person in the world, why do I have a father like you!”
Yan Mo's expression was still cold, as if he hadn't noticed Yan Fang's nearly irrational state, and said coldly, "No matter how much you hate yourself, you can't hate your demon bloodline, because it was given to you by your mother. ."
Yan Fang shouted loudly, and in the blink of an eye, he clasped his hands tightly around Yan Mo's neck. With the powerful burst of power, the suffocation made Yan Mo's face instantly turn red and purple.
However, Yan Mo's expression remained unchanged, and there was no trace of panic at all.
Yan Fang looked ferocious, his mind was completely confused, and his whole body began to undergo some kind of change.
Downy hair began to grow around his face, his arms began to grow thicker, and an evil and powerful aura was slowly released.
That's exactly the evil spirit!
Yan Mo had no intention of stopping him at all, he just stared at Yan Fang coldly.
He had already arranged to remove the guarding soldiers around the camp, and had set up formations around the camp. No matter what happened here tonight, no news would spread.
Click click click
There was a faint sound of bone dislocation, and Yan Mo made no move to resist. He allowed Yan Fang's big hands to pinch his neck, and he was about to have his neck bones broken by Yan Fang.
However, just before Yan Mo was about to be strangled to death, Yan Fang suddenly let go of his hand, and the demonic state on his body disappeared.
Yan Fang knelt on the ground with a plop and kowtowed heavily to the ground.
"Father, you have taught me that kindness does not control soldiers! You and I both know what the best choice is at the moment. The price of my child and you being willful is the lives of so many soldiers who follow you! We can no longer let it happen Sex is gone!”
Yan Mo's expression remained cold, "I am the commander-in-chief of the armed forces and I have my own plans."
Yan Fang took a deep breath, straightened up, and looked at Yan Mo.
Their eyes met, and both of them were speechless.
The next moment, Yan Fang suddenly raised his hand and struck at his heavenly spirit.
Yan Mo's eyes widened, and his face was full of panic. He hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, but when Yan Fang strangled his neck just now, he happened to cut off several meridians that the martial arts he practiced must pass through when the internal energy circulates.
Although it was not fatal, he could not use his internal energy at all for a while, and when he rushed to Yan Fang with only his physical strength, Yan Fang's palm had already struck him down.
In an instant, Yan Fang's eyes froze and his orifices were bleeding.
Yan Mo forcibly shattered the meridians in his neck and gathered his inner strength to save his son's life, which was passing away. Only then did he realize that his son's meridians had been shattered all over his body.
At this moment, Yan Mo opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at the dying Yan Fang in his arms. How could he still have the calm and composed general demeanor on the battlefield?
On the battlefield, as the coach, he can strategize and watch thousands of lives pass by without expression.
However, at this moment, he was just an old father, looking at his dying son in his arms with a heartbroken heart.
"Father……"
Blood dripped from the corner of Yan Fang's mouth. The blood blurred his vision. He couldn't see clearly what was in front of him. He just reached out and slowly took out a carefully folded piece of paper from his arms and raised it.
"Son! Son! You... I will find a doctor for you right away. Don't move. I will take you right away..."
Yan Mo's words were incoherent and his face was already pale. He subconsciously grabbed Yan Fang's raised hand.
The two hands were held together, Yan Fang's eyes flashed again, and his mouth opened as if he was saying something.
Yan Mo immediately came over.
After a while, the camp became quiet and there was no more sound.
A middle-aged man with gray hair sat quietly on the ground holding a young man with black hair in his arms. The ground was soaked in blood, like brilliant red flowers blooming, extremely bright.
"Father,
When you read this letter, I will probably have become an unfilial son, asking you to send someone with white hair to someone with black hair.
The child is unfilial and feels extremely ashamed.
When I was young, Uncle Chu took me around. I think he would be extremely sad if he knew about my death.
He had no wife or children in his life. I had already regarded him as a foster father, but it was a pity that I could no longer provide for him in his old age.
I thought I would be scared and hesitant when making this decision.
But now it seems that it was the writing of the suicide note that made me hesitate even more.
I have the strength to carry a cauldron, and I have practiced calligraphy for ten years, but now I feel like I am weighing ten thousand kilograms of pen.
Uncle Chu once told me that my father was a famous general on the battlefield, and I have always made it my lifelong goal to join the military and follow my father's example.
I finally met you that day and wanted to follow you from now on.
After all, what son wouldn't want to be a hero like his father?
It's just that you told me that my mother's last words were that I was not allowed to join the army.
However, it is said that father and son go into battle, and we, father and son, are both willful people. In the end, we went out to fight the rebellion together.
The uncles and uncles of the Yan Guards are all loyal people and take great care of me. I can tell that they are all very kind to me. Even if they know about my demon clan bloodline, they have never had any prejudice against me.
But I can't just watch them sacrifice themselves one after another for me, from Yongzhou to Yuzhou, because of me, the entire Yanwei regiment has been sacrificed.
This Yanwei regiment is the result of your decades of hard work, father, and it is also the glory of your half life.
No matter how selfish I am, I cannot act like this.
You once told me that all living beings in Jiuzhou are equal, there is no distinction between high and low, and all existences should be respected.
I think father, you must have forgotten this sentence.
And father, you have also forgotten that a commander on the battlefield cannot have any weaknesses or emotions.
I think the only thing I can do is to stop your weakness, father!
It is precisely because of my presence that you are constrained and controlled by others.
I know you have already found a substitute for me. I have met the kid and he does look a bit similar to me.
You probably want to use his sacrifice in exchange for me to escape from the battlefield and remain anonymous from now on, so that you can concentrate on dealing with Zhou Ruoxiao.
But the birth of a lie is destined to be completed by countless lies.
And I don’t want to see anyone sacrifice for me anymore.
Therefore, my father, I am under Jiuquan and the uncles of the Yanwei regiment are waving flags and shouting for you, waiting for the day when you set foot on Chang'an!
What does beheading mean today? Starting a business is difficult. Go to Quantai to recruit old troops, and kill Yama with a hundred thousand banners!
Unfilial son Yan puts his last words! "
