"You must have thought of a solution, right? Zuo Lan, we need your advice very much, at least I am. Do you know what those generals are doing all day long? They quarreled over the attack mission, and everyone wanted to enter the palace first." Lord Luohan took out his heart so sincerely, "Qianqing Army, Qiangqing Army is a grocery market, and the people in it come from every class of the old era. They all want to take the greatest contribution to prove their superiority before the new era comes.

Among all the credits, conquering the palace is the best, and it can be kept in history. We must usher in a new era by ourselves, which is what we must do. Only when I can come up with the best plan can those people shut up and follow orders and not compete for credit.”

"I didn't expect anything, Speaker, I can do nothing."

"Okay, since I don't want to say it, let's forget it. I originally wanted to conquer the palace within two months. As long as I win the emperor, everything will be over, all ideals can be realized, and the war can come to an end."

“Yes, I hope you succeed.”

Zuo Lan was so troubled that he rubbed his scalp hard. He quickly walked towards the door of the small venue and wanted to escape at a very fast speed.

Only when he stepped forward, Rohan behind shouted in despair: "Zuo Lan!"

"I will forget what I saw today, don't worry."

"Well, that's all." Luohan waved his weak hand, "The Marbles will take you to where you live."

Escape from the main venue, Zuo Lan absent-mindedly answered various questions about Marble along the way. When he arrived at the courtyard of Dongcheng, he stood in front of two soldiers.

After explaining a few words to the soldiers, Marbles told Zuo Lan: "Mr. Zuo Lan, you can enter and exit freely like Arnold, but others need restrictions."

"Why?"

"Some investigation needs to be done, and they can be released after the investigation is over. So let's say goodbye, you have a good rest."

Zuo Lan said goodbye to the marbles, and he pushed the door and entered the yard. Five people stood and walked boredly in the yard, and only one room had lights on.

Walking all the way from the gate of the courtyard to the room with lights on, a military doctor in green uniform came out towards him.

The military doctor looked haggard and held the suitcase for diagnosis and treatment to speed up. Arnold, who followed, asked anxiously: "Is there really no other way?"

"I have said it many times. I can't do anything. There is no way to treat this symptom in this world. Do you have to connect a person's spine?"

The military doctor gave the final conclusion, which was tantamount to reading the verdict until he hurriedly left the yard.

Zuo Lan could think of what was going on. He broke into the house in two steps, and a few more beds were added here. Each bed was covered with wounded people, leaving Bai in it.

From the face of Jie Bai's face, he couldn't tell whether it was bitter or something. He seemed to have no concern about his injuries.

Arnold walked to Zuo Lan and told him: "The military doctor gave a conclusion that Bai would have to walk on the second half of his life."

"There is no other way?"

"No, with our ability, there is no."

"Your father is also a doctor, there's really nothing I can do?"

Zuo Lan couldn't accept this fact, and he couldn't admit that talents like Jean Bai were so useless.

"No." Arnold shook his head, "No way, at least Dale had never heard of it."

Zuo Lan clenched his fists. He knew that it was his decision that harmed these people, and the crew of the ship and the Lan Bai were all harmed by him.

It’s okay if you pay a huge price, but the key is that you don’t get any reward. In the end, you let Yu Lian, who is the only valuable, leave.

From self-blame to hatred, Zuo Lan sat on the side of Rangbai's hospital bed. He wanted to shake Rangbai's hand, but unfortunately the latter did not agree.

Not only did he disagree, but he also turned his face to the side without Zuo Lan.

Once again, Zuo Lan could only talk to herself: "It's okay, brother, we still have a way, even if we go to Taihui, right? Taihui is more advanced than us, maybe they can have a way."

Unexpectedly, this kind of argument was hit by a punch, and Zuo Lan was hit in the cheek.

Let Bai tell Zuo Lan to shut up with practical actions.

Although he was helpless, Zuo Lan still didn't choose to give up. She covered her painful face and continued, "If you want to, just hit it. It doesn't matter. I know you are not satisfied with me, I admit it!"

"roll."

A rolling word came into Zuo Lan's ears lightly, and after hesitating for a while, Zuo Lan left the bedside.

Arnold witnessed his brother's rebellion and knew that he was powerless, so she said to Zuo Lan: "Let's go out first and let him calm himself down."

"All right."

Walking out of the only house with lights on, Arnold couldn't wait to ask Zuo Lan: "How is it today?"

"What's it?"

"Conference! Grand Meeting! How many proposals have you voted for? What are the proposals? Have you passed them all?"

"Why are you interested in this kind of thing? Don't you like fighting and killing?"

"You are completely wrong. This is a big event. It is a huge honor to be able to participate. Alas, did you say great joy in the proposal?"

"No." Zuo Lan looked at Arnold's eyes and shook her head, "Did Rohan promise you something?"

"How can you make a promise to me? It's a battlefield for freedom. His Excellency Rohan once said that he would let the Dale people make their own decisions."

Zuo Lan wanted to call him a fool, but Arnold's expression with special expectations was hard to let go, and Zuo Lan couldn't bear to tell the truth.

Arnold was still immersed in his wonderful fantasy: "It is not the time yet. It takes Lord Rohan to really take down the palace. It won't be too long until that day."

After squeezing out a very bitter smile, Zuo Lan asked, "Where will I sleep tonight?"

"On the other side, you have your own room, who is the representative?"

"Where have you been there?"

"He and the stupid pig who lost his daughter went to the next yard, and the others were separated. If you don't have to squeeze in here, don't worry. Okay, take a break quickly. As a representative, you have to keep a clear mind to make the most correct judgment. Let's go, the bed is ready."

Zuo Lan heard this that she couldn't have dinner anymore, and the delegates attending the meeting had to stay hungry for the night.

He didn't stick to his stomach too much, and returned to his bed to rest in the darkness. Everything that happened today was repeating in his mind.

What happened this day was so strange that it was difficult to adapt to. He also switched from the scene in the venue and the scene on the Lucky Princess. Later, he thought of his childhood and youth, the people he knew in the valley and the king capital, and the soldiers who died in battle until he stopped at what Arnold should not have.

He couldn't help but sigh that there are so many bastards in this world.

Waiting for him to fall asleep, another representative of this meeting returned home.

Unlike the past few days, this return has been respected by the soldiers.

The soldier who was in charge of standing guard saluted and opened the courtyard door respectfully, saying respectfully: "Representative of the Military Conference, please come in."

When he entered the yard, his eldest cousin saw the twig first, and his wife hurriedly ran over to hold his hand.

“How are you doing today?”

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired." My eldest cousin looked at the yard, "Have you been here all day?"

"Yes, I have nothing to do, I'll wait for you to come back."

When she entered the room hand in hand, she lit the oil lamp clumsily. She folded her hands and stared at her cousin firmly, her eyes not moving away.

Maybe it was too embarrassing to look simply, so she asked, "Where have you been?"

"I went to the main venue and turned the artillery troops. Oh, I also met Lord Rohan. He was such an amazing person, and I admire him very much."

"Do you really admire him?"

"Yes, he is really amazing."

"Okay, I'll find a way to admire him." The branch looked up and down at his eldest cousin, "Have you eaten?"

"You are still a little hungry after saying this. Maybe I'm too excited, those artillery artillery from the artillery unit..."

When it comes to cannons, my cousin doesn't finish talking about it.

Nazhi couldn't understand these things at all. She listened simply and patiently, and showed a particularly fond expression.

After talking for about an hour, my cousin left hunger behind and stopped feeling unsatisfied when he was really dry.

The branch breathed a sigh of relief, and she quickly prepared the loose food, fearing that she would continue to suffer.

While eating food, my cousin said his future plans with a smile: "We can't leave for the time being, I think I belong to this place."

"Then have you ever thought about it..."

The twig wanted to speak but stopped, she wanted to tell her cousin that the artillery would be aimed at her former comrades in the near future.
Chapter completed!