Li Zhaonian's face turned pale, "Jifeng..."
Li Jifeng came closer and said, "Brother Emperor."
Li Zhaonian looked at him, "After I die, they will definitely not let you go. I can't protect you anymore. You can only do the rest."
"Brother Huang will not die." Li Jifeng looked at Li Zhaonian and said again, "Just hold on a little longer and you won't die."
Li Jifeng had many brothers and many brothers died. He even watched Li Yanchang die in front of him without being moved.
But now when he looked at the weak Li Zhaonian, he felt like there was a stone in his chest.
Li Zhaoqing blinked lightly, "I won't live long, I'm just hanging on for a breath, the border... the border... Shen Yu..."
"When you were in a coma, she won the battle at Yanliang Pass. She was very powerful." Li Jifeng said.
Li Zhaonian laughed, "I've known for a long time, I've known for a long time that she can do it."
He smiled for a while, then stopped smiling, "Where's Xie Tingzhou?"
Li Jifeng paused for a moment and said, "I haven't received any news about him going to Yanliang Pass yet."
"Then, then Shen Yu..." Li Zhaonian struggled to get up, but was gently held down by Li Jifeng.
"You have to believe in Shen Yu and Xie Tingzhou." Li Jifeng said.
Li Zhaonian lay panting, "Help me... draft the decree."
Li Jifeng had already guessed Li Zhaonian's intention, "Nandaying is the last line of defense for Shengjing, and there is also a Marquis Xuanping in the Great Zhou Dynasty."
Marquis Xuanping has not yet mobilized troops, and they have not guessed his intentions. If Nanda Camp goes to Yanliang Pass to support, Shengjing will become someone else's bag.
Li Zhaonian looked dejected, "Obviously everything was fine when my father was in power. Why did it become what it is now in my hands?"
What he said was a bit naive, but Li Jifeng didn't make it clear.
Li Jifeng advised: "The defeat of Yanliang Pass is the key to the demise of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It is not your fault. We are unable to turn the tide."
Li Zhaonian was tired and very weak.
He closed his eyes and thought that maybe he would become the last emperor of the Zhou Dynasty and the shortest-lived emperor.
Li Jifeng got closer and heard Li Zhaonian's steady but weak breathing.
He stood up and put down the bed curtain, stood beside the dragon couch for a moment, then lifted his feet and left.
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The black armor of the Qingyun Guards was stretched out in the snow, and the edge could not be seen at a glance.
The whole army was in order, and apart from the sound of the wind and the sound of marching troops in the snow, almost no one's words could be heard.
Xie Tingzhou led 80,000 troops this time, 20,000 light cavalry advanced first, and the remaining heavy cavalry and infantry followed behind.
They traveled day and night, more than two hundred miles away from the north, and were heading towards Yanliang Pass.
Xi Feng handed over the water, "Your Highness, please drink some hot water."
Xie Tingzhou was ill and became even weaker in winter. Doctor Yu who was accompanying the army had warned him not to eat cold food.
It was so cold that it was difficult for them to get a hot drink during the march. The cavalry had to run ahead and boil the water. When they caught up, the water was almost ready.
Xie Tingzhou didn't even get off his horse, so he took the water and coughed several times after taking two sips. When he calmed down, he drank the water in the bowl and handed it to Xi Feng.
Seeing this, Han Jiwu said, "Your Majesty, why don't you stop and take a rest."
"No need." Xie Tingzhou said, "Continue marching."
This time Han Jiwu accompanied the army and left Chang Heng in Beilin and 20,000 Qingyun Guards as Beilin garrison.
Xie Tingzhou always felt uneasy. He had read the military reports from the northwest. Shen Yu had a small victory. Xi Jue had an overwhelming advantage in military strength, but he had not launched a general attack for a long time, as if he was waiting for something.
Han Jiwu had already proposed to Xie Tingzhou that he could lead his troops to Yanliang Pass first, so that Xie Tingzhou would not have to rush, and it would not be too late to follow the heavy cavalry and infantry.
However, this proposal was refuted by Xie Tingzhou at that time and he was told not to mention it again.
Han Jiwu looked at Xie Tingzhou worriedly, then turned to meet Xifeng next to him.
Xi Feng understood and said immediately: "Your Majesty, it will get dark soon. Qingqi can't stand running like this. It's better to stop."
Xie Tingzhou hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Han Jiwu immediately ordered, "The entire army rests and stops marching!"
The tents were quickly set up in the makeshift camp.
Xie Tingzhou was sitting in the tent. Xi Feng brought hot water, twisted the handkerchief and handed it to Xie Tingzhou.
Xie Tingzhou wiped his face and dipped his frozen hands in the warm water.
"Bai Yu hasn't come back yet?"
"Not yet." Xifeng said, "It's flying north. Maybe it's hard to hunt in winter."
Xie Tingzhou frowned, wiped his hands, and Xi Feng went out with the basin.
As soon as the curtain came down, Xie Tingzhou heard a slight commotion outside, and then Xi Feng shouted outside.
"Your Majesty! It's Bai Yu!"
When Xie Tingzhou heard something was wrong, he immediately opened the curtain and went out. Xi Feng had just picked up Bai Yu from the ground.
"Your Majesty..."
"Come in!" Xie Tingzhou raised his hand to hold the curtain, "Call doctor."
Xi Feng quickly rushed in with Bai Yu in his arms, placed it on the simple couch that had been set up, then untied the letter tied to Bai Yu's leg and handed it to Xie Tingzhou.
Xie Tingzhou soothed Bai Yu's undulating body with one hand, quickly scanned the brief letter, and then stopped.
Xie Tingzhou's face was heavy. For a moment, his face showed confusion and uneasiness.
"Your Majesty?"
Xie Tingzhou handed him the letter and said in a deep voice: "Beirong..."
He exhaled and quickly calmed down, "The Beirong people crossed the snow-capped mountains and were attacked in the north."
At this moment, he finally understood what the Xijue people were waiting for.
They are waiting for this winter snow.
After the winter snow, the mountains will be closed by heavy snow, and Beilin and Beirong will enter a truce period. Xie Tingzhou will lead his troops to Yanliang Pass for reinforcements and to welcome back his princess.
At this moment, Beilin's combat power is at its weakest. The Beirong people can be the first to capture Beilin as if they were entering uninhabited land.
Xie Tingzhou, Shen Yu and even Dazhou will be attacked from both sides.
Xi Jue and Beirong colluded. They stood on the same front and wanted to carve up this piece of fat during the chaos in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Xie Tingzhou clenched his fists.
"Ayu." He called her name in his heart. This name that had brought him peace countless times was now like a sharp knife piercing his heart.
If he continues to advance at this moment, he will be giving up the hundreds of thousands of people in Beilin and Beilin. The families and children of the soldiers are still there.
But if he turned around and returned to Beilin, he didn't dare to think about what the outcome would be.
