In the quiet courtyard, the suppressed crying became more and more obvious, and no one around him spoke.

Xia Sheng held the bowl of porridge and glanced at the corner from a distance. He slowly held the dagger on his waist with his right hand, his eyes unconsciously filled with a cold light.

Anyone who shakes the morale of the army will die!

The cold light gradually came out of its sheath, and suddenly another voice sounded in my ears.

"So what if we lose?"

"You will die if you lose? Who told you this nonsense?"

Xiao Jiu was holding a bowl of wine and sitting on the bluestone steps with one leg on his back, his whole body was leisurely, his face stained with a little bit of plaster seemed to be smiling but not smiling. His eyes fell on the crying soldier, seeming to be mocking, joking, and ignorant.

child.

"Death is the real loss."

One word breaks the heavy atmosphere.

"Did we really lose today's battle?"

The people around him looked at him, and Xiao Jiu asked and answered, "No!"

His voice was firm, and he looked back at each other with his head held high.

There was no smile on his face, only seriousness and seriousness.

Standing up, the armor on his body was already dirty and messy, hanging wet and heavy on his body. It was covered with wounds and sword marks. With his messy hair and dirty black face, Xiao Jiu's body no longer looked like the handsome young master it used to be.

The only appearance is the traces left by fighting on the battlefield.

The pair of eyes were still astonishingly bright, and their eyes were resolute, like swords and torches. When they were shooting at everyone, no one wanted to look away.

Xiao Jiu said loudly: "So what if the number of rebels is much higher than ours? Aren't they still being refused entry to the city by us?"

"We defended the capital of Qi State and the lifeblood of Qi State!"

"If the capital of the country is still there and the king is still there, the country of Qi will not be destroyed! If the country is not destroyed, the family will still be there!"

"We not only saved the lives of countless people in the city! We also stabilized the country of Daqi! We are all heroes! Soldiers, all of you are my good sons and daughters of Daqi! This general is proud of you!"

The words are loud and loud, and the sentences hit people's hearts. The silent and bowed people have raised their heads, and the people who are sitting in a daze are also looking at Xiao Jiu.

At this moment, Xiao Jiu, facing the gaze of countless people, was like the sun falling into the darkness, bringing light and conveying hope.

"We have lost a lot of brothers in this battle. Some deaths are as light as a feather; some are heavier than Mount Tai! Everyone alive should remember their merits."

Xiao Jiu's throat was blocked, and the hand holding the sword was slightly stronger. His deep eyes swept over everyone present. Some of them were injured, and some were in a state of embarrassment.

"Everyone is fighting for this victory at all costs, and many people even pay the price of their lives for it, so those of us who are still alive are not allowed to feel sorry for ourselves, immersed in grief, and feel dejected!"

Xiao Jiu's voice was sharp.

"What is losing? Losing means never having a chance to make a comeback! Never having the courage to compete again! It means death!"

"Even if all your money is gone and all your armies are defeated, you still have a chance to make a comeback while you are alive! Looking back in the future, all the suffering you suffered in the past is just to help you in the future."

Xiao Jiu holds a long sword in his hand and looks at the dark clouds in the sky. His eyes seem to reach through the sky to the sky. In the low courtyard, the not tall figure looks long and tall, unable to be blown down by the wind or bent by the rain.

There are no colorful clouds in the sky and the sun is scorching, but the boy is the most dazzling sun in everyone's eyes.

"Only by stepping on thousands of hardships can you reach the heights of tomorrow!"

The young man's voice fell with the sound of dripping rain, like thunder falling on everyone's hearts.

"If you share the same robe with your son, the king will raise an army."

"Cultivation of my sword and spear will make me share my hatred with you."

…

I don’t know who started it first, or when it started. First it was one person, and then hundreds of people. The sound of singing floated outside the hospital. On both sides of the street, injured soldiers raised their heads one after another.

, looking in the direction of the courtyard, someone started singing along unconsciously.

The few people who set foot here for the first time were a little surprised.

Gongsun Sheng stayed where he was, quietly listening to the singing around him, as if he was distracted.

I don't know how much time passed, but he heard the head of the Gongsun family whisper in his ears, "If this person is not eliminated, he may become a formidable enemy of you and me in the future."

A few words raised everyone's morale. If I say that again, I'm afraid many older people may not be able to say what Xiao Jiu said.

To be able to have such a big heart at such a young age, Gongsun Fang had to be vigilant in his heart.

The two people outside the door looked straight through the open door and fell on the young man surrounded by the crowd.

At this moment, Xiao Jiu seemed to be shining brightly and dazzlingly.

Gongsun Sheng was silent for a while, and then said something.

"No."

"How do you know he doesn't know how to do it? Just the word friend?"

Gongsun Fang sneered silently, the friendship between young people is always sincere, but this sincerity is too fragile to be mentioned in the face of time.

Turning his head to look, surprisingly, Gongsun Sheng's reaction was very calm.

"He is a born general."

This is the evaluation and definition given by Gongsun Sheng to Xiao Jiu.

When he looked at Xiao Jiu, his eyes no longer had the usual competitiveness, and they were calm and a little unlike him. However, these words clearly refuted the reason that the head of the Gongsun family had found for him not to take action.

"What about you? Are you not a general?"

He looked at his son doubtfully.

Gongsun Sheng finally took a deep look in Xiao Jiu's direction, turned around and left.

"A general can do what tens of millions of people can do, but what a child has to do is a position that is difficult to achieve in the world."

So it was not because of their friendship that Gongsun Sheng let Xiao Jiu go, but because his destination was higher.

Xiao Jiu... was not a threat from him.

Gongsun Fang paused in his tracks, looking at his son who was leaving with shock in his eyes. After a while, he glanced back in Xiao Jiu's direction, hesitation flashing across his face.

That's all... Regardless of whether the reason Gongsun Sheng gave was out of sincerity or because he wanted to protect Xiao Jiu, Gongsun Fang failed to make up his mind in the end. Instead, he sighed and left here following Gongsun Sheng's footsteps.

"When the eldest son dies, who can succeed him in Qi?"

The sergeant-officials of the court were already planning their way out, either by retreating in despair to preserve the family's strength, or by surrendering to the new king and starting a new round of power struggle.

Gongsun Sheng also started thinking about this question the moment he learned about Zhou Wuhuan's death. After several days of thinking, he got the answer today when he saw the young man who was attracting the attention of thousands of people.
Chapter completed!