"Listen to me!

…”

The old man's eyes were cold and he whispered a few words into Chang Yao's ear.

Chang Yao's eyes bulged after hearing this, and he said anxiously:

"Old Patriarch, I..."

Before Chang Yao could speak, Chang Hantang shouted in a low voice:

"Why, you didn't even listen to what I said?"

The words that came to his mouth were suppressed by Chang Yao. Looking at the old man's determined eyes, Chang Yao looked at his own cavalry who were constantly charging into the encirclement in the distance, and finally nodded through gritted teeth.

But no matter how you look at his expression, he is extremely reluctant.

"Da da da~"

After defeating the Yan army's heavy siege, the very embarrassed cavalry finally arrived at the center of the battlefield and surrounded Chang Hantang with cheers.

Sure enough, these were reinforcements led by Chang Huaiyi, but of the 10,000 elite cavalry who could follow Chang Huaiyi in the charge at this moment, only two or three hundred people were left, and the rest were dead and wounded, and the army was completely defeated.

Ever since the silver lion flag on a black background appeared on the battlefield, Chang Jingzhe had been desperately trying to break through and rush to rescue his grandfather. Several hours of fighting had left him exhausted. Countless of his bodyguards who had been with him for many years had died.

On that bloody battlefield.

When Chang Huaiyi got off his horse and saw Chang Jingzhe's body on the ground, his whole body felt as if he was struck by lightning, his mind went blank, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Uncle, uncle."

Chang Huaiyi's eyes were desperate and his expression was sad.

The scimitar in his hand had long been cut out, the armor was in pieces, and there were several large and small wounds on his body.

He took all the cavalry he could muster and fought desperately into the siege just to save his grandfather and Chang Jingzhe from leaving. Unexpectedly, he arrived a step too late.

"Uncle!"

"Huaiyi! Why are you here!"

The old man shouted coldly: "What are you doing here? Why don't you leave!"

There was no pity for Chang Huaiyi in the old man's eyes, but a tone of reproach.

"Grandpa, grandpa."

Chang Huaiyi stood up staggeringly, as if he hadn't heard his grandfather's accusation, and just kept groping for Chang Hantang's armor and murmured:

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

Unfortunately, Chang Huaiyi's palms were soon stained red with blood. It was obvious that his grandfather was also seriously injured.

"Grandpa is fine."

The old man held his grandson's rough palm and said solemnly:

"Huaiyi, listen to grandpa, take these cavalry and fight out!"

The old man's expression was very serious. He never thought about evacuating from the beginning to the end, but looking at his grandson who had just grown up and could barely take care of himself, Chang Hantang finally said the words to let him evacuate.

He can die, his two sons have died, and his only grandson must never die in front of him again.

The old man couldn't bear the fate of his whole family being wiped out and his descendants extinct. Even if he died, he would rather die in front of his grandson.

Chang Huaiyi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head desperately:

“Grandpa, let’s go together!

With your grandson protecting you, we can go to Beiliang. The King of Liang has friendship with us, and with their help, we can regain Pinghan Road!"

At this point, the only person Chang Huaiyi could think of who could help them was Chenyue from Beiliang. This was also figured out during the breakout process.

"obedient!"

Chang Hantang's body continued to tremble and he whispered:

"Grandpa is old and tired and doesn't want to leave.

You are familiar with the King of Liang and have a good relationship with the generals of the Liang army. You go, you go to Beiliang!

Huaiyi, you are still young and you still have a future!

You have to live with hope. One day, grandpa hopes that you can lead an army to regain Liaodong and stand at the head of Hanzhou City again!"

The old man spoke in a serious and thoughtful tone, as if he was stating his last wishes and instructing the funeral arrangements. Chang Yao on the side remained silent. He had followed Chang Hantang for so many years, and this was the first time he heard the old man talking to a younger generation with this kind of attitude.

Chang Huaiyi was still shaking his head desperately: "No, no!

My grandson is disobedient today. Grandpa will go with me no matter what!

If grandpa doesn’t leave, neither will his grandson!

We will fight to the death with the Yan army right here!"

Chang Huaiyi roared one after another. He would never live alone.

"Let's go, let's go!"

The old man's tone gradually increased, his eyes widened angrily, and he seemed to wink at Chang Yao next to him.

When you are surrounded by enemy troops, every moment you delay will reduce your chances of escape.

"No, don't go!"

Chang Huaiyi roared: "My grandson is a member of the Chang family when he is born, and a ghost of the Chang family when he dies. He will never survive alone!"

Chang Huaiyi's mind has fallen into madness. His father died in the war, his uncle died in the war, and now his grandfather also wants to die.

Then what's the point of living alone?

It’s better to die together!

Just like the Chang family song:

The son of the Chang family, on the back of a dead horse, next to a dead horse.

Hold the tassel and straighten your spine.

Clothes full of blood!

"boom!"

Just as Chang Huaiyi's face turned red and he roared loudly, a sharp hand knife struck him firmly on the neck.

"Pfft~"

Chang Huaiyi's head went black instantly, and his body immediately fell softly.

This scene made the soldiers around him stunned. They all opened their eyes wide and couldn't understand what was going on. The person who took action was Chang Yao who quietly touched Chang Huaiyi's back.

Chang Yao still maintained the posture of wielding the sword, his eyes full of struggle.

This is what Chang Hantang asked him to do just now, to put Chang Huaiyi into a coma when necessary, and he would also take Chang Huaiyi out to kill him.

He didn't want to, but he couldn't disobey Chang Hantang's order, let alone watch the Chang family's only hope die in this place.

"Someone's coming!"

Chang Yao roared: "Help General Chang mount his horse!"

"promise!"

Several elites shouted angrily and all supported Chang Huaiyi's limp body.

The old man's eyes never left his grandson, and there was doting in his old eyes that had never appeared before.

He wanted to see his grandson as much as possible because he would never see him again.

"Chang Yao!"

"exist!"

Chang Hantang looked solemn and said in a deep voice:

"I have treated you like a son since I was a child. Now both of my sons have died in the battle, and you are the only senior general of the Chang family left.

I know that all your family members died in Hanzhou, but you never complained a word from the beginning to the end. You only wanted to kill the enemy and just wanted to die.

Today I ask you to escort Huai Yi and break out of the siege. Don't risk your life here again.

If you can really escape from the battlefield, go to Beiliang. King Liang has a heart for the people of the world, has the style of an emperor, and will eventually become a great weapon in the future!

Just follow him. One day, you may be able to command your troops into the universe and save the people from danger.

On the day when Pinghan Dao is restored, I will be able to rest in peace~"

At this time, Chang Hantang's face no longer had so much sadness, only determination and murderous intent were on his face.

Perhaps the four words "recovering lost ground" are the only motivation that can support Chang Huaiyi's survival.

Chang Yao gritted his teeth, cupped his fists and shouted:
Chapter completed!