Wulang rode his horse and rushed to the valley where Yang Ye was. But when he arrived, he only saw his sixth brother Yan Zhao kneeling straight on the ground, lowering his head, and some people from the Yang family were kneeling around him. There was a stone tablet in front of them, with the 'Li Ling Monument' written on it. At this moment, the stone tablet was covered with bright red blood! His heart immediately sank, turned over and dismounted, rushed to the front of the monument a few steps, and saw his father Yang Ye lying in front of the monument, with his eyes wide open and his face covered in blood!

"Dad," he shouted, and fell to his knees, "Dad, the child is unfilial, the child is late."

"Fifth brother, Dad, he died for his country." Liulang saw Wulang and cried bitterly. When he cried, the soldiers kneeling around him burst into tears. For a moment, the crying sounds shook the sky, and then the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and heavy rain poured down, as if even God was crying for the sacrifice of this generation of famous generals.

After a while, the thunderstorm gradually stopped, and Goro wiped his tears: "Sixth brother, we must take our father home, mother and sister-in-law are still waiting for us, be strong."

Liulang reached out and closed Yang Ye's eyes gently: "Dad, my fifth brother and I will take you home."

"Where are the fourth brother and the seventh brother?" Wulang looked around. In addition to him and Liulang, there were two people missing here.

"The fourth brother escorted the seventh brother to help Pan Renmei with a rescue." Liulang replied, "I haven't returned yet, I'm afraid..." He choked and couldn't continue.

Hearing Pan Renmei's name, Goro suddenly remembered something, stood up suddenly, and said to the soldiers of the Yang family army kneeling around him: "Everyone, I'll trouble you to restrain my father's body. My eldest, second, third brother, have already died in the country. I also asked you to restrain yourself. My sixth brother and I are going to find the seventh brother, and we can't lose any relatives anymore."

"Fifth Young Master, please rest assured. We will definitely restrain the bodies of the Marshal and the three Young Masters."

"Okay, we will meet at the Golden Beach. My sixth brother and I will take a step first." Wulang knelt down in front of Yang Ye's body, kowtowed three times before leaving with Liulang.

***

The two of them rushed to Pan Renmei's camp. Before they arrived, they heard Xiaoxue's mournful cry of the two eagles coming from above their heads, one by one, tear-jerking.

Liulang looked up and saw a pair of snow-white two-eagle flying around not far away, constantly wailing. He felt uneasy: "Isn't that Xiaoxue's two-eagle? Why are they here?" He realized something, "Is it..."

Goro did not answer, but just accelerated the horse speed, and Rokuro followed closely.

Suddenly, Goro stopped his horse, his body shivered, and his eyes were staring straight ahead. Liuro looked at his eyes, and his face turned pale in an instant!

"Seventh brother, Xiaoxue." He murmured, but his body was so heavy that it could not move at all.

Not far ahead of them, there were two standing people, their bodies standing stiffly. One was wearing armor, no need to ask, it was Qilang. The other, in yellow clothes, leaning against Qilang's arms, her expression was very peaceful and satisfied, and their hands were still tightly held together.

Goro dismounted and walked slowly towards them, looking disbelief, unable to believe the fact he saw. He stretched out his hand slightly and reached out to their breath. In just a moment, his expression became as dead as if it was dead.

"Seventh brother! Xiaoxue!" He knelt down dejectedly, as if he heard his voice. The two people who were originally standing suddenly fell down. Goro hurriedly reached out to hug him, and then he realized that Qilang's back was filled with feather arrows! And Xiaoxue, although she looked like there was no wound on her body, there was a dazzling bright red on the corners of her mouth!

"Seventh brother? Xiaoxue?" Liulang rushed over and saw Qilang and Xiaoxue's appearance, tears rushing out again. "Fifth brother! They..."

Wulang's eyes were crying, but his face was filled with a smile: "They are really 'to follow life and death, never leaving each other'." He gently picked up Xiaoxue, "Sixth brother, I will hand over the body of your seventh brother to you." Liulang nodded silently. "Seventh brother, Xiaoxue, let's go home!"

***

The Great Song Dynasty Bianjing Tianbo Mansion

As early as the Liao soldiers retreated, Liulang sent back to the capital and sent the news that the Yang family army was wiped out in the Jinsha Beach to Tianbo Mansion. At this moment, the Tianbo Mansion was filled with sadness, white banners floated, and the common people were wearing mourning clothes, kneeling on both sides of the road, crying bitterly. For so many years, Marshal Yang has led the Yang family army to defend the Song Dynasty regardless of life and death, and resisted the Khitan invasion many times. Only the people in the capital could live and work in peace and contentment. In the eyes of the people, the Yang family was like a god.

Now that the good generals have left, will the Song Dynasty, surrounded by powerful enemies, still have a peaceful life in the future?

She Saihua brought several daughters-in-law, dressed in white clothes and her head was covered with white flowers. Her face was sad, but unlike those people who cried bitterly, there was no tear in her eyes.

Wulang and Liulang turned over and got off the horse, walked to She Saihua and knelt down. The bodies of Dalang, Erlang, Sanlang, Qilang and Xiaoxue were placed in the car behind them, but Yang Ye’s.

It turned out that as soon as Goro Liuro left, a group of masked people rushed out of nowhere and took Yang Ye's body away. Although everyone fought hard, the group of people was caught off guard again. In the end, they could only watch them take Yang Ye's body away.

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