A few days later, the news that Cao Hong was beheaded and that Huang Zhizhou was worshiped as a general reached the palace.
"Information says that Commander Cao became mute and couldn't even curse, so he was beheaded by Huang Zhizhou, a traitor." Sun Xun sighed.
Jia Zhou raised his head, his whole body seemed to have lost all strength.
In this world, there are too many people who can't help themselves. It's like the young marquis who Qingjun side, or Lu Xiu who used his body as bait.
Jia Zhou started coughing again.
Chen Que, who was still in the palace, hurriedly came over to take his pulse, but his hand that took the pulse was trembling faintly.
"Mr. Chen, how long do I have?"
"Commander Wenlong, please don't ask me..." Chen Que did not dare to answer. He retracted his movements and his voice trembled.
"Looking at your appearance, I can guess it. Sun Xun, is my disciple back?"
"Don't worry, military advisor, General Han Xing will arrive today. But my lord's side... is still in the desert."
Jia Zhou's face looked painful. But he soon became calm again. He propped himself up, picked up the wooden stick again, declined Chen Que's persuasion, and walked step by step into the sunshine in front of the palace.
At dusk, a horse flew from outside the city.
The puppy Fu's eyes were red and he rode his horse in the direction of the palace, ignoring the shouts of the city guards.
"teacher!"
Jia Zhou turned his pale face and put on a gentle smile. There were two happiest things in his life, one was to worship a good lord, and the other was to accept a good disciple.
"How are you, teacher?" Xiao Qiaofu hurriedly walked up. Sun Xun let go of his hand knowingly and stepped back.
"Don't ask this." Jia Zhou shook his head, "Now that you're back, I have something to tell you."
Little Dog Fu vaguely guessed something, but he didn't dare to steal his voice. He tried his best to steady himself and let the teacher in front of him speak.
"From today on, you no longer need to leave Chengdu to train." Jia Zhou lowered his head and took out a thick sheepskin file from his sleeve.
"A master and a disciple give nothing away. This is my newly compiled "Seven Trainings in Shu". It is based on various wars in Western Shu and analyzes the advantages and disadvantages of the battlefield, planning of attacks, military seizures, and the layout of the offensive and defensive sides.
I have also annotated and analyzed the non-editors of "Seven Trainings in Shu", such as Sima Xiu and Liu Zhongde. At this time, there are still one or two years before the Civil War, so you should study hard."
"I want the teacher to teach me personally." Puppy Fu raised his head and cried.
Under the sun, Jia Zhou stretched out his hand and stroked the puppy Fu's forehead.
"Many people understand why I like to stand outside the palace and bask in the sun. My body has long been trapped in darkness. Only standing in the sunshine can give me some comfort."
"Don't follow my path. I use poisonous tactics as an attack, but in fact it is a last resort."
"Gou Fu, when the time comes when Western Shu is determined, go to my grave and tell me something."
Holding the sheepskin dossier in his hands, Little Dog Fu could not stop crying.
"I won't wait for my lord anymore. I just have some time left, and I heard that people in Lingzhou to the east are suffering from floods again, so I asked me to go for the last time to help my lord calm the country."
"I'm going with the teacher."
"Very good." Jia Zhou coughed, looked at the official road to the north of Chengdu, and suddenly lost his mind.
…
"Grandpa, Military Advisor!" Outside the city gate, Xu Qiao, who was starting to grow old, was crying with tears streaming down his face. He only heard Sun Xun say that the Military Advisor's body was failing, but he still had to leave the city.
"I am the young master, and I order Grandpa Military Advisor not to go out to fight!" Xu Qiao hugged Jia Zhou's legs and dragged him back desperately.
Jiang Caiwei and Li Xiaowan also came to persuade them, but without exception, they were rejected by Jia Zhou. Chen Que stood aside, closing his eyes and sighing.
Throughout Chengdu, countless people, probably having heard the news, rushed over to persuade Jia Zhou to return to the city to rest.
"Gou Fu, take the young master away."
The ink on puppy Fu's face was not yet dry when he came over, picked up little Xu Qiao and carried him aside.
"Han Goufu, how dare you disobey me... Wuwu, Brother Goufu, let go quickly, I'm afraid I won't be able to see Grandpa Military Advisor again."
Under the sun, Jia Zhou shook his body, and without any hesitation, he got into the carriage with difficulty.
"Teacher, take care!"
In the general hall of Chengdu, seventy-four talented people from Western Shu who were studying were all kneeling on the ground and bowing to Jia Zhou.
"Take care, military advisor!" More than a hundred Chengdu generals also knelt on the ground and shouted loudly.
Thousands of people were infected for a moment, remembering the kindness of the old military advisor, and knelt down one after another.
Sun Xun knelt down.
Xu Qiao also cried and knelt down.
"Goufu, let's... set off." Jia Zhou waved his hand.
The wheels of the chariot began to roll, carrying three thousand soldiers and various baggage to appease the people, and drove all the way to the east.
…
Lingzhou, Chunyang County.
When Dongfang Jing received the secret letter, the bitterness on his face was beyond words. He sat blankly and didn't see any movement for a long time.
Ma Yi came over in a hurry, his face full of panic, "Little military advisor, little military advisor, I heard from the grain inspector that the old military advisor can't hold on any longer."
It was okay if I didn't say it, but when I said it, it was like a sharp knife, piercing Dongfang Jing's heart. This world-famous lame little military strategist suddenly acted like a child, covering his face with his sleeves, trembling and crying.
It wasn't until he cried for a long time that he put down his sleeves and carefully folded the secret letter.
"Ma Yi... go and inform General Yu Wen to immediately dispatch 30,000 troops to Lingzhou to assist in the battle." There was obviously a cry in his voice.
After receiving the letter, Dongfang Jing suddenly understood that at the last moment of his life, his teacher was still making decisions for Xi Shu.
"By the way, where is my lord?"
"Earlier, Da Mo sent a scout back and said that the lord has almost arrived at Yumen Pass. The young military advisor... the lord is almost here. Why is the old military advisor not willing to stay in Chengdu and wait for another seven or eight days..."
Dongfang Jing did not answer, he lowered his head and sighed with extreme sadness.
…
Outside the Yumen Pass, Xu Mu, who was anxiously returning after having settled the affairs of the Western Regions, received another secret letter today.
The contents of the secret letter made him feel like he was struck by lightning.
"Lord, the resting station is ready——"
"Keep on going!" Xu Mu roared at the ceremony officer with a trembling voice, and then took the lead in galloping towards Yuguan.
Si Hu and others who were behind were all startled. In the past, they had never seen Xu Mu like this. Under the night, relying on fast horses, Xu Mu led more than a hundred people, wildly reining in the wind.
The general must have sensed his master's mood, and hissed a few times, his hooves moving like thunder, and sending up bursts of dust and smoke.