The fleet of Nine Ghost Masayoshi set out, and there was no more to support me. I gave him all my elite fleet and allocated them to the supply fleet in a one-to-three ratio, helping them to reach North America as much as possible. After all, that was my persistence, and Nine Ghost Masayoshi was my most precious wealth.

When he left, many people were in a heavy mood, but as the parties involved, Nine Ghost Masayoshi, Lampard and Joe Cole were very passionate.

They went with a mission, so they would definitely return to my team with the best results.

I firmly believe in this, so I let them go with confidence. The person I trust the most is definitely not that vulnerable.

But as I really watched the fleet go further and further, I still feel very reluctant to let go.

These are my most valuable things, and how can I feel unsatisfied with my dreams?

Forget it, let’s go! I look forward to the future, so I don’t stick to the present.

After the Nine Ghosts Masayoshi left, I was also ready to take the remaining fleet to sail westward. This is what I should do. After all, I cannot let my people face risks alone, but I am indifferent behind my back.

And my first stop was to go to the Goryeo Peninsula. There were also some friends I had to say goodbye to.

The fleet advanced very quickly. In just two days, we sent a port at the port near Jinye, and Ye Sizhong and the others were stationed not far away. I had no effort to find them and invited Ye Sizhong out and met me at the beach for the last time.

When we met again, Brother Ye Sizhong looked depressed. I knew that he was speaking for me. Although I knew it was meaningless, I was still moved deep in my heart.

In the summer breeze by the sea, Ye Sizhong and I held our hands tightly and shook them hard, but we couldn't say a word.

"Brother, it shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't be like this!" Ye Sizhong was filled with pain, and the same expression appeared on his face.

"It's okay! It's okay! Everything is fine! Don't be sad! Don't be sad!" I kept comforting, but Ye Sizhong was still in pain.

"Can we meet again when you go?" Ye Sizhong asked.

"Sure! Sure!" I responded repeatedly and shook Ye Sizhong's hands vigorously.

Ye Sizhong bit his lip tightly. The steel giant held back and forth his tears. But I couldn't help it. Tears flowed in the sea breeze.

"Follow me! Brother! I will find someone to pick you up with your wife and children, and we will leave nothing for them!" I said sincerely, but my heart was filled with sadness.

Ye Sizhong shook his head slowly, sighed, and said sadly: "Governor Qi is gone."

When I heard this, I was stunned and on the spot. Governor Qi was gone?

None?

In an instant, from the first meeting between Guangning Camp, to the battles between the south and the north, and then leaving and returning, scenes continued to appear in front of me. Governor Qi's voice, appearance, smile and appearance were like a movie, evoking the deepest memories in my memory.

The dead are like this, and they will never leave day and night. The people who leave eventually leave and will never be able to return to us.

"Governor Qi is gone, you are also gone, Qi Lan, who do you think we have left our Qi family army?" Ye Sizhong asked me.

I can't answer this question. Yes, we all left. Who else is left except Ye Sizhong?

"So I can't leave, I can't leave anymore! Brother." Ye Sizhong said sadly: "Aren't we fighting for the whole life of our army the loyalty and righteousness in our hearts? Governor Qi is gone, you have to leave, I can accept it. But I can't leave anymore! The banner of the Qi family army cannot be poured out! It must not be poured out!"

Qi Family Army! Yes, Qi Family Army! Once upon a time, I also shed my blood for this name, but today, what is left in my heart?

Apart from the sadness and helplessness, there is no longer any passion and passion, and only misery and sadness are left.

If you benefit the country from life and death, you will not avoid it because of good fortune and misfortune. The ancient poems are right, but now I no longer have the courage and mood to fight for it.

All are gone! All are gone!

Next, Ye Sizhong and I sat opposite each other speechlessly.

None of us is wrong, but we are hard to say.

Standing on each other's standpoint, I was helpless when I left, and his helpless persistence was even more reasonable.

But judging from the results, no matter who we have, we can't say it well.

But what can I do?

Under such a great era, what can the power of an individual change?

No matter how much I think, I still cannot change the course of this history and can still change everything in this reality.

No matter how much sadness and anger I have, I still can't shake this cruel reality!

"Brother, don't fight with the Jurchens head-on. Retire early and go back to your hometown!" I knew Ye Sizhong was from the south, so I advised him to retreat bravely, and there was no need to pay his life for the decadent Ming Dynasty.

"Go back to my hometown? What's the difference between going with you? Qi Lan." Ye Sizhong shook his head and sighed: "I won't leave. I may be always being excluded and hit, but I have my own persistence, and I won't let go like this!"

As he said that, he added: "Even if there is an abyss in front of me, I must move forward step by step!"

Listening to his still majestic voice, I felt indescribable. We are not fighting against a certain enemy or enemy, but against this era! Fight against this history!

In the face of the process of history, no matter how powerful a person is, he is just a mantis armed with a chariot, or a fine grain of sand in the ocean, that's all!

But facing the sharp blade of history, each of us has different choices. Ye Sizhong chose to stick to his promises and chose to live and die with the Ming Dynasty.

Maybe he is right, he is a role model of the spirit of this era.

But as a modern person, I have my own value judgments, my own thoughts and persistence. I cannot go against the general trend for the sake of a historical necessity, and I cannot challenge this impossible destiny without knowing that it is impossible and the result!

The Ming Dynasty is over. No matter what latitude of history, it is over. All I can do is to keep myself alone and at least have the strength and conditions to continue to move forward, and one day, maybe someday it may do something.

Even though all this seems so slim, I cannot give up this hope. My departure may be for the future of the Ming Dynasty and even the Chinese nation!

Maybe one day, I will use my own way to help this hot land in my hometown to do my best.

However, all this is by no means present. I am the mortal enemy who is incompatible with the supreme ruler of this country, and you have no self.

He was originally deeply concerned about it and wanted to get rid of it quickly, but now he gritted his teeth when he thinks of me, but he has no choice but to exist.

I can't stay. All I can do is leave now.

As for the future, let’s leave it to the future to solve it.

I hand over my destiny to the future, but the rudder that sails towards the future must be firmly controlled in my own hands.

"Brother, I have industries in the capital and coastal port cities, of course, it's a makeover. I mean, if one day you change your mind or want to transport your family out, as long as you find any industry with this gold medal, they will help you unconditionally!"

As I spoke, I took off a gold medal with the word "Sun" engraved from my waist and gently handed it to Ye Sizhong.

This gray-haired man took my gold medal and stared at me for a long time in his hand. He suddenly sighed again: "Qi Lan, I appreciate your friendship. But I have decided to die, and I will never leave! This gold medal, you..."

He wanted to return the gold medal to me, but I pushed his hand back: "No! Brother, keep it, just treat it as a thought!"

I said sincerely.

Ye Sizhong looked at me deeply without making a sound. After a long time, he sighed heavily, nodded and stuffed the gold medal deep in his arms, and then patted it gently through the clothes, making sure to put it in place.

I felt a little more comfortable when I saw him accepting the gold medal. This was the last thing I could do for him. Apart from that, I really had nothing to do for him. I could only use this method to talk to my brother’s feelings.

"After I leave, if you have something to do, remember what your brother said, don't fight to the death, keep the green mountains there, and don't be afraid of burning firewood. Being a hero is the stupidest behavior, do you understand?" I said sincerely again.

Ye Sizhong nodded heavily without saying anything.

Suddenly, his eyes turned red again, and he grabbed my hand again and said, "Brother, go quickly! Li Rusong received the order from above to pursue you, so he didn't come to send you this time. This is his greatest authority and the last thing he can do for you. Go quickly! You should belong to the vast ocean, never come back!"

Yes, forever, never come back! I said in my heart that this farewell is forever, and I will never have the opportunity to set foot in my hometown from now on.

Maybe the person in front of you will be farewell forever.

I felt an uncontrollable pain in my heart. I knew I was going to lose it but I could not keep it. I was afraid that it was the most difficult and most difficult pain in this world!

But so what about pain? All this is in front of you. When you see or not, he is there, never leaving him.

No matter how you think, see, and deal with it, these things are there, you can't get rid of them or throw them away!

Forget it! No more trouble!

I stood up, and Ye Sizhong also stood up. We held our four hands tightly together. I looked at him deeply and said softly: "Brother, take care of yourself!"

Ye Sizhong also had tears in his eyes: "Brother! Take care!"

The sea breeze blows, rippling the sea around us.

And the more violent waves are in our hearts, rumbling and repeating, and we cannot calm down for a long time...

Send your comrades and embark on a journey.

Silently tears,

The camel ringing sounded in my ears.

The road is long and the fog is vast.

Frequent breakups in revolutionary careers

The same is different.

Comrades, comrades,

Dear brother,

Beware of the cold wind in the middle of the night,
Chapter completed!