"General! We can't hold on any longer! We have no choice but to retreat!"

The deputy general beside him gritted his teeth and saw that the enemy troops below were spreading out in a large area to surround the city wall. Even the number of soldiers was not even half that of the enemy. He thought that he could persuade the young general beside him to stay behind after all.

To get the green hills, you don't have to worry about having no firewood, so it is best to retreat instead of advancing for the time being.

This was the first time Fei Ling had heard him persuade him to retreat.

During the eleven years of Xuande, Fei Ling finally couldn't sit still while watching the war raging. Even if he lived longer, he couldn't watch the dynasty he had established fall like this, so he once again wore the

He put on his armor, picked up his sword, and joined the army. It was probably because he was too bookish and young. When he first joined the army, everyone looked down upon him. Later, he slowly showed up in several battles.

Once he developed his skills, he prospered and became a vanguard general with some say.

However, after all, some things are rotten from the core. Daliang is not the only one who can turn the tide this time.

In fact, there are still people in the court who are struggling, but no one with a bloody heart can give up the great country to foreigners, and the Ji family, which has controlled the military power of Daliang for many years, is even more impossible. The Huben Army is the entire opposition to retreat.

A major force in the army, but things are not that simple.

According to Fei Ling's knowledge, although the Ji family was indeed passed down as a single seedling during the Xuande period, the root system was not cut off. However, Ji Yu's son Ji Bo'an suddenly received bad news, saying that he was suffering from typhoid fever.

He died. After this incident, the Ji family was extinct. When Ji Yu was waiting for the bad news, he became so sick that he couldn't get out of bed.

This stubborn faction fell instantly. Since then, they have been retreating steadily, and the military strength of Daliang has also been suppressed by the Beiyi tribe.

And this alone is obviously not enough to save the day...

Emperor Xuande's cowardice ruined the country. There were too many things that he could not hold back. Prince Gong actually turned his back on him. Among the brothers, there were also the Beiyi and Houyu tribes who were looking at him.

Houyu had already reached a consensus with the Beiyi tribe. The two countries sent troops to fight against Daliang at the same time, and Prince Gong also raised troops together. Who could believe that there was no relationship between the two? What's more, the troops were already insufficient at the moment.

He joined the army in Shangmin, and now he has retreated all the way to Yuzhou along Shangmin. If Xiyang is gone now, Shangjing may not be able to be saved, and I don't know if the soldiers under his command have been beaten.

I was so scared that I didn’t even have the slightest intention to defend. Whenever I saw the decline, I would definitely think of retreating.

"We can't retreat. If we retreat further, we will lose the capital and the country will perish." Fei Ling gritted his teeth and slapped his hand on the wall of the city tower. His face was full of gloom. He was now thinking of strategies on how to defeat the enemy.

If it doesn't come out, it's like treating the symptoms but not the root cause of the disease, which is embarrassing.

When the deputy general below heard this, he knew that this matter was probably out of discussion, but it was obviously something that couldn't be fought. The commander led them to retreat, and he didn't know if there was something wrong with the vanguard general.

He didn't want to die with him.

How could Fei Ling not see the look in this man's eyes? For the first time, he had an idea, that is, to overthrow everything now and dig out all the rotten flesh. In this way, they could probably be saved. How about the dog of the defeated army?

Can he live peacefully in this world again? How can he survive peacefully?

When this thought came to him, he turned around and looked at the enemy soldiers under the tower, and suddenly jumped down from the tower.

If, if it has already become a foregone conclusion, then go down and have a hearty fight. It doesn’t matter whether you lose or win. Killing one will not make you lose, and killing two will also make money. Why not do it? Most likely the Master is here

When there is no hope, people are often meaningless, so his movements are much more relaxed than before. He suddenly found that when he and Ji Changying died in the city many years ago, they were both in the same despair and in the same pain.

Seeing Fei Ling jump down, the faces of the soldiers on the tower changed. This slap in the face was like slapping them in front of tens of thousands of people. They were like cowards compared to the one below who was so red.

The eyes of people are as different as clouds and mud, how embarrassing is it?

"Everyone accepts the order."

However, just when their faces were extremely ugly, the imperial edict coming from Beijing quickly arrived on the city tower.

When the long knife sank into his body, what he heard in his ears was that Prince Gong had ascended the throne, and Shangjing had fallen. The imperial edict was not from Emperor Xuande but from Prince Gong, ceding territory and paying compensation. It was really ridiculous.

Yes, you see, this is all messed up, all messed up.

But everything didn't end there...

Fei Ling, who originally thought he was dead, heard the sound of people talking after he regained consciousness. He couldn't help but sigh, it was really fate's trick on people. There are people who can't even die, how difficult it is to endure.

"Did you hear that?"

Fei Ling didn't know where he was, but this was not the first time he was in this situation, so he became much calmer, without the rude look he had when he saw Ji Changfeng and his brother. The voice was obviously that of a woman.

The person's voice sounded like he was quite old, but he didn't know what was going on.

One moment he was mourning the loss of his country, but the next second he had to find out where he was in Feiling, so he listened carefully to the woman's conversation. In fact, logically speaking, he could ask it himself.

, but it seemed as if all the seven orifices were suppressed by someone. Except for the ears and nose, even the body could not move.

"What did you hear?" The voice was soft and slow. It was probably because the two people had a good relationship, so they responded out of curiosity to avoid any embarrassment to the person who spoke.

When the woman heard this, she responded in a very low voice: "I heard that the Holy One is looking for a tutor for some princes! Prince Ding followed the Holy One all day long in the north and south, and he taught everything in person, so he

There is no need to worry too much, but it is time for Prince Kang and Prince Gong to learn something. How can the Holy Emperor have this time when he is constantly fighting? I will take advantage of this time to return to the court to find a few knowledgeable people to teach the prince.

Woolen cloth."

"Where did you hear the news? I'm afraid you don't understand this about having a nose and eyes, right?" After hearing this, the soft-spoken woman pondered for a while and then whispered back.

This question was on point. Fei Ling was also extremely puzzled as to how a woman could understand such a thing and what happened in the previous dynasty. Before Fei Ling could think about it, the woman opened her mouth and whispered.

He replied, clearing up the doubt.

"My master came back and told me this. He said that he had to go to the Holy One to show off his skills recently and tell me that I am on good terms with you, so he asked me to tell you about this so that Mr. Liu can be prepared."

When Fei Ling heard those words, his head started to explode like a bell. Only one person, Prince Kang, Prince Ding, and Prince Gong, could put these three titles together so coincidentally.

Maybe, that's... A terrible thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

However, no matter what he thought, he could only think about it. The most urgent task was how to move and how to open his eyes to see things.

I don't know how much time passed, but he could slowly lift his fingers a little, and the time he spent waking up became more and more. He felt as if he was in a temple, because every time he woke up, he felt like he was in a temple.

There is a smell of incense smoke lingering in the nose, and occasionally someone will quietly pray for blessings.

He had probably been in this kind of situation before, and he was already feeling vaguely irritated. It was only now that he was getting better, because he was finally able to coordinate his limbs. He thought it wouldn't be long before he could stand up again and go out and see.

See if it is what you think in your heart.

During this period of time, what he didn't know was that some rumors had spread throughout Shanxing Temple, which even made the current emperor a little uneasy.

This Shanxing Temple also has a history. It is a Zen temple used by the royal family and is located on Yangming Mountain. However, because of its brilliance to all people, not only the royal family can set foot there, but it will be temporarily used when some Buddhist rituals or other important matters need to be done.

The mountain was closed and prepared for use with the royal family.

The Big Buddha in the main hall of Shanxing Temple is a one-foot-tall golden Buddha statue. Standing in it, it looks extremely compassionate and majestic. Every night when the lamp is turned on, the door is locked to prevent evil people from seeing the golden body and having distracting thoughts. Therefore, when the pilgrims come down the mountain,

When the time comes, they will send a young novice to lock the door of the main hall. However, for some unknown reason, one day the young novice ran out of the main hall in a hurry and cried, shouting that there was something in the main hall and calling everyone along the way.

Everyone in the temple was shocked.

The presiding abbot led everyone hurriedly towards the main hall, but there was no unusual sound, so he let it go for the time being. At first, he thought it was the young novice monk who was lazy and didn't want to lock the door, so he changed his mind.

I asked the older disciples to lock the door every day, but I didn't expect that it would once again make the whole temple aware that something was not right in the main hall.

It turned out that the older monk was a bold one. He also thought that the younger monk was telling lies, so he went to lock the door. However, when he just arrived in the hall and wanted to put out the candle, suddenly there was an unexpected blow in the hall.

A gust of wind swirled around a table and lingered for a long time, and there seemed to be a faint sound of someone breathing. He thought that someone was pretending to be a ghost. He stepped forward and took a look at all the places where people could hide in the curtain of the altar table.

, but no one was found, and the sound of breathing never stopped, so he became timid, turned around and ran out to find the abbot.
Chapter completed!