Zhao Yue noticed Jin Feng's expression changed and became even more anxious.
"Mr. Jin, did something happen in Weizhou City?"
"Mr. Zhao..."
Jin Feng hesitated for a moment and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Mr. Jin, tell me quickly, what happened to Weizhou City?"
When Zhao Yue saw Jin Feng like this, he clapped his hands anxiously: "What happened to General Fan?"
"Mr. Zhao, please sit down first!"
Jin Feng signaled Chen Wenyuan to help Zhao Yue, but Zhao Yue threw him away.
"Mr. Jin, tell me quickly, what's going on with General Fan!"
Zhao Yue was so anxious that he almost grabbed the letter paper.
Seeing Zhao Yue like this, Jin Feng sighed and said slowly: "The city of Weizhou was destroyed, and General Fan... died for his country..."
"Martyred... martyred for the country..."
Zhao Yue sat down on the chair and burst into tears.
From Jin Feng's reaction just now, Zhao Yue had actually guessed this result.
But he still had a trace of luck in his heart.
Once a general succeeds, thousands of bones will wither. Generally speaking, those who die in battles are lower-level soldiers, and the mortality rate of officers is much lower than that of soldiers.
The higher the official rank, the lower the mortality rate.
General Fan is the number one person in the Zhenxi Army, and he has 60,000 loyal Fan family troops under his command.
Fan Jiajun is not a dandy soldier, but the foundation of General Fan's career. He is also a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time. General Fan has been able to defend Weizhou City for more than 20 years because of Fan Jiajun.
With 60,000 Fan family troops here, even if Weizhou City is destroyed, General Fan has a high probability of escaping!
Jin Feng knew that anything he said at this time was useless, but he still sighed: "Mr. Zhao, my condolences..."
Zhao Yue's eyes were red, staring at the envelope in front of Jin Feng.
Jin Feng sighed and nodded slightly towards Chen Wenyuan.
Chen Wenyuan took the envelope and handed it to Zhao Yue.
Zhao Yue took the letter with his trembling right hand.
Only halfway through seeing it, Zhao Yue spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Chen Wenyuan was prepared and quickly reached out to support Zhao Yue.
"Go and invite Mr. Wei!"
Jin Feng shouted towards the hammer.
Iron Hammer didn't have time to give orders to others, so he turned around and ran out.
When he left the house, he saw a group of bodyguards leading their horses back to the village. Without saying a word, Tie Hammer rushed over and shouted to the leader: "You two, get out of the way, I want to use the horses!"
The captain of the escort team riding at the front quickly handed over the horse's reins without saying a word.
Tie Zhui jumped on the horse, led another war horse, whipped the horse, and started running wildly in the village.
Most of the roads in the village are narrow, and the villagers' houses are on the roadside. Jin Feng has already stipulated that, except for matters involving human life and safety, no horse riding is allowed in the village, let alone galloping horses.
Once discovered, severe punishment will be given.
"Who dares to ride so fast in the village?"
"Oh, it's a hammer!"
"Did something happen to Brother Feng's family?"
Many villagers who heard the sound of horse hooves frowned and walked out of the yard.
Seeing that the man on horseback was Iron Hammer, the villagers no longer bothered to scold him, and they all hurried to Jin Feng's house.
When I got to the door, I asked the guard guard what was wrong.
How could the bodyguard guarding the door know what was going on inside?
Seeing that more and more people were gathering, the guard guarding the gate was about to go inside to ask questions, but the hammer had already returned.
Wei Wuya, who was not very skilled in riding skills, followed dozens of meters away.
Seeing a large group of people gathered around the door and blocking the road, Tie Zhui asked, "What are you all doing here?"
When the villagers saw Wei Wuya following behind, they became even more worried.
"Tie Hammer, why are you in such a hurry to find Mr. Wei? Is Brother Feng sick?"
"Brother Feng is in the prime of his life, what kind of disease can he get? Could it be that Xiaorou got into trouble?"
"Bah, bah, bah, even if you touch Xiaorou to death, you won't touch her!"
"You were the first to tell Brother Feng that he was sick!"
Before Tie Hui could answer, the villagers started quarreling among themselves.
Iron Hammer, dumbfounded, signaled the gatekeeper to knock on the gong.
When the villagers calmed down, Tie Zhui said loudly: "Don't worry, everyone. The husband is fine, and the wife is fine too. Mr. Zhao is sick. Please stop blocking the door and let Mr. Wei in!"
When they heard that Jin Feng and Guan Xiaorou were okay, the villagers breathed a sigh of relief and quickly moved out of the way.
Tie Hui helped Wei Wuya dismount, and the two of them quickly entered the hospital together.
When they arrived at the study, Zhao Yue had been laid down on the couch by Jin Feng and Chen Wenyuan.
Seeing Wei Wuya come in, Jin Feng quickly said: "Mr. Wei, look at it quickly, the old man is vomiting blood!"
"Don't worry, let me take a look!"
Wei Wuya patted the dirt on his sleeves, stretched out three fingers and put them on Zhao Yue's wrist.
After a while, he rolled his eyelids again: "Mr. Zhao's cold had not healed, and he was so angry that he fainted..."
After speaking, he glanced at Jin Feng and Chen Wenyuan and reminded: "Mr. Zhao is old. Even if you have any differences with him, you should discuss it carefully and not quarrel..."
"Mr. Wei, you misunderstood. We did not quarrel with Mr. Zhao." Chen Wenyuan quickly explained.
"What made him so angry?" Wei Wuya asked curiously.
"You also know that Mr. Zhao has been following General Fan of the Zhenxi Army since he joined the army when he was young. After more than 20 years, he has become as close as a brother."
Chen Wenyuan sighed and said: "Sir, I just received the news that Weizhou City was destroyed, most of the 60,000 Fan family troops were killed, General Fan also died for his country, and... and the Eastern Barbarians also made General Fan's head...
Got the wine cup..."
"What a bunch of bastards!"
Wei Wuya's qi-nurturing skills have always been very good, but after hearing this, he was so angry that he cursed!
As the first doctor in Guangyuan, he had heard about General Fan and Fan Jiajun, and he admired General Fan for living in the bitter cold Weizhou City for more than ten years despite being able to enjoy the blessings in the court.
Considering the situation in the court during Chen Ji's reign, such a general is very worthy of respect.
But such a rare general ended up like this!
"No, I heard a veteran of the Tielin Army say some time ago that Weizhou's city walls are high and thick, and now they are equipped with heavy crossbow catapults. How could the city be breached?"
Wei Wuya asked doubtfully: "And Weizhou City is not defended by Dangxiang people. Why did the Eastern Barbarians attack the city?"
"This is the most irritating part," Chen Wenyuan said with clenched fists: "The King of Jin and the Eastern Barbarians colluded together. Knowing that Weizhou City was short of food and grass, they pretended to send food and grass to Weizhou City.
King Jin had been resisting the Eastern Barbarians in the past. General Fan believed in him so much that he let King Jin's men enter the city without much thought. Who knew that King Jin's men actually poisoned the well in Fan's army camp!
Fan Jiajun suffered from diarrhea after being poisoned. King Jin's men took the opportunity to open the east city gate, cooperated with the Eastern Barbarians inside and outside, and captured Weizhou City..."
"How could the King of Jin do this?" Wei Wuya said with a pale face: "Why did he betray General Fan?!"
"Why else, just for ambition!" Chen Wenyuan sneered.
"Mr. Jin..."
Zhao Yue woke up leisurely, struggled and rolled down from the soft couch, lying on the ground and facing Jin Feng, his head banging on the ground.