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Chapter Ninety-Nine

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    After Xiang Nantian left, Wan Yan stood silently by the window for a long time holding the wine bowl alone.

    He is not still troubled by his daughter's marriage, nor does he have to fight with Xiang Huan.  It's just that in the short conversation just now, I felt some desolation of the passing of time.

    Thinking back carefully, isn't what he pursued throughout his life the word "win or lose"?  But why just now when I heard an opponent I hated for more than ten years, humbly admitting "you won", but I didn't feel the slightest joy.

    However, when I think about it again, the great Wei has leaked from all sides and is in danger, and the coaches who are galloping on the battlefield have also changed from the familiar names of the past to the up-and-coming youngsters.

    Even the last Yuan Fu of the old era has gone, how can they not be young?

    While in a trance, Mrs. Wan put a big cloak on him, and took the empty bowl from her husband.  Wan Yan suddenly realized that she was smiling slightly at him.

    "Still worried about Mr. Xiang's words? Why, because you are unwilling to let him deliberately show weakness to you for the sake of his son's marriage?"

    He put his hand lightly on the window sill, and said with a bit of resentment in his tone, "In your opinion, I am such a person who must take revenge?"

    Mrs. Wan smiled and complimented: "Master doesn't mean that he must repay every kindness, it's that there is a clear distinction between gratitude and resentment."

    Wan Yan snorted self-deprecatingly, then shook her head, and said in a low voice: "The years go by, and suddenly they fly away. Why do I suffer so much? It makes me feel sad [note] I have long since given up on those old sesame seeds and rotten grains."  I care about it." After saying that, he was a little puzzled, "I'm surprised, isn't your daughter born? Why don't you see me and worry?"

    Mrs. Wan put down the bowl, sighed, and said with a light smile, "Since Yaoyao left for more than half a year, I have been afraid and afraid, worried and worried. Now that we meet again, I have figured it out. She can be safe and sound."  Just live with whoever you want, life is only so short, and we have no other children, if we don't accommodate her, who else can we accommodate?"

    Wan Yan turned her face away with hatred for iron and steel, but said helplessly, "A loving mother often loses her children."

    The latter had a willing face, and with a happy expression, I turned and took the bowl and left.

    *

    The three years in Xian'an were eventful.

    Last year, the rebel army of Yuan Fu, the Marquis of Wu'an, had just been suppressed, and Ji Changchuan, who was ranked third, followed suit in the southwest. This general with only ten thousand remnants recruited troops in just two months and grew rapidly.  It has quickly become a force that cannot be underestimated.

    At the beginning, Yang Qi, the chief general of the Wei State, was sitting at Pingxiang Pass. He sent troops cautiously in order to preserve his strength. He failed to wipe out Ji Changchuan at a time when his foundation was unstable. Afterwards, in several battles in April and May, he failed to gain the upper hand.  .  The opportunity has been lost, and when looking back, the tiger and leopard cavalry are already strong and powerful.

    The dispute between the North and the South was on the verge of breaking out. The flames of war burned from the first generation of Songzhou to the land of Shu. It was like a prairie fire that burned the last rope that hung up the great Wei Dynasty, making everything look precarious and at risk.

    ? Every year, the army is launched to fight, and every year the people are in dire straits.

    The people on the border are like duckweed flying canopy, and they have nowhere to be safe. Refugees and beggars who used to appear only in small places are now piled up like mountains in the streets and alleys of the capital, and can be seen everywhere.

    The court put all the crimes on Ji Changchuan alone, and rumors and notices were flying everywhere.

    So in the first period of time, the common people all reviled him, and almost everyone had to drag him out after tea and dinner to give him the death penalty with their tongues, wishing to eat his flesh and blood to vent their anger.

    However, Ji Changchuan himself didn't bother to excuse and explain himself. He only devoted himself to studying the current situation and the military formation, dispatched troops and generals, and selected talents to use them.

    Yang Qi's mighty army was the main force of Wei State, and within a year, the two had fought hand to hand many times.

    Although the iron-faced army that took the powerful pill is brave, after all, there is no strategist to line up the army, and after adding the strong medicine, there will be sequelae.  However, the loss of soldiers was even more severe. Yang Qi had no choice but to increase the intensity of conscription, and the number of "Reincarnation Pills" he asked for from the court was also doubling day by day.

    I don't know when it started.

    In the streets and alleys of the capital, news spread that tigers and leopards were deprived of food while riding in Longcheng. Overnight, the wind direction in Chang'an faintly changed.

    Shen Yu himself is not unaware of it, but the difficulty of eradicating Ji Changchuan has exceeded his expectations. At this time, he is already on the verge of riding a tiger, and he can only fight with his back.

    On the first day of the twelfth lunar month of that year, Tiger and Leopard Cavalry broke through Chengdu and used this as their base, facing Chang'an far away, not far away.

    &nPut it on the ground, take out several colorful porcelain bottles one by one, and explain casually: "These wound medicines are improved from the bottle I gave you last time.  How's the effect¡­¡­"

    Xiang Huan stood by her side for a while, thought for a while, then raised his head and ordered sharply: "Those with trauma, come in front!"

    After the voice fell, two or three soldiers changed positions after rustling.

    They were all wounds from swords and guns that fell earlier, and they had already been tightly bandaged, so the soldiers naturally didn't dare to bother her, so they quickly untied the cloth strips.

    Wan Yao carefully inspected the opponent's wound, sprinkling some medicinal powder from time to time, as if he was hesitant.  Xiang Huan turned his head to see her frowning faintly, and couldn't help asking: "Is the effect not good?"

    "No" She closed the cork and shook her head with a embarrassed smile, "Well everyone's injuries have almost healed, so there is no good or bad. It doesn't matter, let's try again next time we have a chance."

    Seeing that she was still a bit regretful, Xiang Huan lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at the sergeants standing upright opposite him, his eyes finally fell on an infantryman with a sword on his waist, and he cast a glance at him cryptically.

    The latter reacted for a while, pointing at himself in surprise.

    He nodded.

    The infantryman was obviously quite hesitant, looking around, hesitating.

    Xiang Huan became impatient, stared at him fiercely, first raised his eyebrows at his knife, then made a trotting gesture with two fingers, and then cut it off with one knife.

    This is a hand gesture that very people can understand, but the infantryman actually understood it.

    He paused for a moment, then immediately actively drew out the saber, and secretly swiped it between his forearms.

    "Doctor, doctor, I just suffered a slight injury!"

    Just as Wan Yao was about to pick up the medicine bottle, a bleeding arm was brought to her eyes. The incision on it was very fresh, and it was happily bubbling with blood.

    She was startled, but didn't think too much, and hurriedly took out the medicine bottle: "Wait a moment, I'll stop the bleeding for you."

    Seeing that her trip was not in vain, Xiang Huan pursed his lips reassuringly.

    This group of soldiers are so smart, but in the blink of an eye, the message that they pulled a small mouth to withstand the weight of 20 quickly spread in the eye contact of everyone, and everyone drew their swords to follow suit.

    "Doctor, I accidentally got injured just now."

    "Doctor, stop the bleeding for me too."

    "Doctor, I too"

    Soon, there were seven or eight arms with different wounds inexplicably in front of Wanyao, looking around, it was bloody.

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