The army set out, swallowing the mountains and rivers, fighting flags all the way, dust rolled up, and on the official road, after experiencing the earth and the mountains, it gradually calmed down.

Yuwenhao and Emperor Mingyuan were still standing on the city tower, carrying all officials with a solemn look on their faces, especially Yuwenhao, whose eyes were filled with complex feelings.

He was really uncomfortable. This kind of discomfort was like a fire in his heart, which kept roasting his heart. The anxiety, pain, uneasiness, shame, guilt, and the indescribable complex emotions intertwined, making his eyes look like the red red of the red lake reflected under the sun.

Emperor Mingyuan was also a bit heavy and heavier, and his identity was particularly awkward. If he said he wanted to boost morale, as an emperor, he could also boost the spirit of soldiers. When he heard the three giants in Qiankun Palace, he was impulsive and almost blurted out, saying that he wanted to promote himself. Unfortunately, reason always surpassed impulse, and he did not say this.

In fact, no one in the court would agree to it if he said it, but he was calm and rational.

When he first ascended the throne, he was ambitious, but now he was afraid of tigers and wolves. At this moment, he faced the cowardice in his heart and realized that it was really too easy to be an emperor in recent years than the Emperor when he was the emperor. No matter whether it was internal and external troubles, there were always people who shared his worries. The biggest crisis he had faced during his reign, the most troublesome thing he had was the battle for the position of prince between his sons.

In this battle, he lost a son, and the third and fourth brothers left the capital. He was heartbroken. Later, the Supreme Emperor woke him up with one word. It was his constant consequences that he was responsible for the consequences.

He was always unwilling to start a war at the beginning. Maybe he was cowardly, but looking at the people under the city, they were the ones that were hurt by the war first. As an emperor, unless the country was destroyed, there would always be someone to protect him.

He has been trying to find other possibilities, and peace talks may not be a good idea, but he also wants to try it.

However, he also forgot that such concessions would really make the country that the ancestors bleed back, and were embezzled by the Beimo people, and he would become a sinner forever. Now, as the team goes away, something in his heart seems to have been awakened, that is, the dignity of being an emperor and the dignity of the Beitang people. This dignity made him feel that he would rather die than be humiliated by the Beimo people.

He turned his head to look at Yuwenhao. He stood with his hands behind his back, his figure was tall and his cloak was flying, and it seemed like a towering mountain, which made people feel at ease.

Perhaps the most correct thing he has ever done is to make him the crown prince.

But who knew that he had no choice but to establish him at that time, and he was not happy.

He felt very comforted and said to Yuwenhao, "From now on, let go of whatever you want to do, and the father will support you."

Just like the Supreme Emperor has been supporting him for so many years, let him make drastic reforms.

Yuwen Hao's eyes were complicated and he was about to cry, "Father, son minister is useless"

Emperor Mingyuan said nothing, and this sentence should have been said to the Supreme Emperor.

In a restaurant near the city tower, Madam Xi and Yuan Qingling were also looking at the team away. Although they could no longer see, everyone could not take back their eyes. Madam Xi's eyes turned red, and she held back tears and did not fall.

There is no need to cry when going to the battle.

Yuan Qingling held the nanny's hand and whispered, "They will be back soon."

Madam Xi's hands trembled, but she smiled and said, "Yes, I believe."

The people in restaurants and restaurants were also talking about this war. Many people used the events back then, how powerful the Supreme Emperor and Prince Anfeng were, which made the people of the Beimo people frightened. This time, they once again wore armor to fight, and they would definitely retreat to the northern desert and return the tranquility of the border.

Many people present had never experienced the events of that year. They were born only after that era, but some stories were passed down by word of mouth and deified by the people, but those glories were once in existence. The waists of the Northern Tang people were once very straight and looked up to the world.

Emperor Mingyuan and all the officials left, but Yu Wenhao did not leave, and was still standing on the city wall, looking into the distance.

Gu Si brought a group of imperial guards nearby, and many people lurked around Lenglang Gate to guard against the appearance of killers.

Yuan Qingling went up to the city tower, stood beside Yu Wenhao, and quietly held his hand, "Let's go back."

"I want to stand for a while." Yu Wenhao said softly.

"Danger." Yuan Qingling reminded.

Yuwenhao glanced around and said, "The Imperial Guard has set up defenses, and there are people from the Lenglang Sect. The killer will not take action at this time."

Yuan Qingling nodded slightly, "Then I will accompany you later."

He turned to look at her, reached out and hugged her into his arms, and his nose couldn't help but feel sad, "Old Yuan, I feel very uncomfortable."

Yuan Qingling comforted him, "I know that you really can't go this time, but it doesn't mean you can do nothing. You should hurry up and study weapons. When the reward order is withdrawn, you can bring reinforcements and weapons to the battlefield and meet with them."

According to the Fourth Master's analysis, once the war begins, the people of Beimo will no longer be willing to spend millions of gold to get the head of Lao Wu.

They used this gold to create chaos in the Northern Tang Dynasty and took the opportunity to take the opportunity to take over the Northern Tang Dynasty with a quick knife. But now the veterans are taking action, and this war is destined to not be completed quickly. Therefore, if the stalemate continues, they will eventually revoke the reward order.

Yu Wenhao said nothing, but a more swallowing breath sounded in Yuan Qingling's ears. Yuan Qingling couldn't help but turn red, but she also held it hard to try not to let a tear fall.

Over the years, she has long regarded the Supreme Emperor as her closest relative, loved him, spoiled him, and respected him. Now, seeing him going to war in his later years, she feels very uncomfortable, no less than Yuwen Hao.

They stood on the city tower for half an hour before leaving. The imperial guards were sent to each other along the way. Yu Wenhao had never had such a big battle since he became the prince, which made him feel even more depressed.

When he returned to the mansion, Tang Yang told him that someone had been waiting in the main hall for a long time, saying that it was someone sent by Prince Anfeng.

Yu Wenhao was stunned and walked in quickly.

In the main hall was an old man in his sixties and seventies, wearing a black silk. When Yuwenhao came back, he stood up and bowed, "See Your Highness the Crown Prince."

"Quickly give me a gift." Yu Wenhao looked at him and replied, "I dare to ask if you are the Lord."

The old man smiled slightly, "I have forgotten my name. This time, Prince Anfeng ordered me to send me a booklet."

As he said that, he took out a booklet from his sleeve bag and handed it to Yuwenhao, "Prepare it, I will retire after I succeed."

Yu Wenhao took it and opened the first page, his eyes suddenly shone, close it quickly, thank you, "Thank you, Mr.

"You don't have to be polite, I'm leaving." After the old man said that, he bowed and then strode out.

"Sir, stay," Yu Wenhao shouted hurriedly.

But the old man seemed to be unable to hear it, went straight out and left the palace. It is not yet completed.
Chapter completed!