The soldiers next to him quickly stepped forward and helped him up.
Murong Xuan's eyes were filled with distress, and he stretched out his old hand to touch Le Sheng's cheek.
"Baby, why don't we forget it! This time, they are determined to destroy Beiyan. With your ability, you should be able to rush out with the remaining soldiers in the city. You are still so young, there is no need to
Sending my life here means leaving a bloodline for your Le family!"
Le Sheng shook his head.
"When my father, the commander-in-chief, handed over Jicheng to me on his deathbed, I would never abandon the city lightly unless I died here in battle."
Murong Xuan sighed helplessly.
"I am an old man, I have no children, my royal family has withered, and none of the remaining ones are successful. When I die, Beiyan will also be dead. Why are you so persistent?
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Le Sheng knew in his heart that the reason why the coalition forces from various countries came to attack Bei Yan this time was because the old King of Yan was dying soon and there was no successor. They just wanted to take this opportunity to carve up Bei Yan.
But as a member of a family of generals in Beiyan, his mission was to protect Beiyan. Unless Murong Xuan killed him, he would not leave.
"Your Majesty, I will never leave. My family will serve Dayan for generations. The tombs of my ancestors are all in Jicheng. Where do you want me to go?"
Murong Xuan's body trembled violently, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.
There has been no food in the city these days, and even he, the king, has not eaten for two days.
Le Sheng hurriedly stepped forward to help Murong Xuan up, took out half of the dry food from his body, and sent it over.
Murong Xuan shook his head: "Baby, I'm afraid this is your last dry food, you can keep it! This old man's old bones have come to an end."
Le Sheng gritted his teeth and tears rolled out of his eyes.
From a young age, Murong Xuan treated him as his own grandson and even took him into the palace to raise him.
Many people in the Beiyan Kingdom said that although Lesheng was not a clan prince, he was better than a prince.
Le Sheng didn't know how to repay this kindness.
Now Murong Xuan is about to die, and the faith in his heart has come to an end.
"Jiang Wu's army has withdrawn!"
A soldier suddenly shouted, and the soldiers who were dying on the city wall jumped up as if they had been given blood, and lay on the wall to look around.
The Jiang and Wu armies were really breaking out of camp.
Le Sheng also became excited: "Your Majesty, the enemy troops have withdrawn and Jicheng has been saved!"
Murong Xuan straightened up and rushed to the top of the city as if the light had returned to him.
At this moment, the large tent of the Allied Forces Central Army had turned into a mess.
Tian Changgong's eyes were full of helplessness. Once Jiang Wujun left, Jicheng would become even more difficult to fight. The news here may have reached Liang Zhang's ears at this moment.
It won't be long before Liang Jun will return south.
"Your Majesty, we can't continue to waste time here. The damage caused by the siege in the past few days has been huge. There are 80,000 dead in the battle, and there are countless serious and minor injuries. We still haven't figured out the situation in the city clearly. It's basically
I don’t know how many material soldiers there are inside, but if the little lunatic named Le launches another counterattack, I’m afraid we won’t even be able to defend the camp.”
Tian Changgong sighed: "In that case, let's go and send three thousand soldiers to the north to welcome Young Master Zhang. After all, we are the ones who invited them here. Even if we want to leave, we can't lose etiquette and cut off their escape route."