The Turkic people were desperate and tried to perform all the actions that Yuwen Chengdu did three years ago on the territory of the Great Sui Dynasty. The victory or defeat is unknown, but this greatly increased the arrogance of the Goguryeo rebellion in the Northeast, and even put forward the slogan of dismembering Yang Jian.

In fact, there was no riot in Goguryeo. All of this was just Zhao Yun and the others. Faced with such a dilemma, even though they thought hard, they still didn't think of any good idea. They could only use the simplest method to force Yang Jian to make Yuwen Chengmo to commit crimes. However, it was obvious that their plan failed.

Now autumn is getting late, and as the execution day is getting closer and the news reaches Liaoning County, everyone is full of anger. Xue Rengui and Yue Fei have greatly exposed their anti-Sui hearts and frequently contacted the soldiers in the county. No matter how Zhao Yun and Xu Maogong persuaded them, they still couldn't stop them.

The north wind was howling outside the window, and the falling leaves were blowing and flying all over the sky. The atmosphere in the lobby was particularly depressing, with gloomy faces and silent.

"Pengju..." Xue Rengui glanced around and shook his head in disappointment. He wanted to say something, but found that his throat was extremely dry and it was difficult to speak. He grabbed the rice on the table, poured more than half of it violently, and slapped it hard on the table, "Go away, Pengju, let's avenge the elder brother."

"Okay, Senior Brother Rengui, I'll go with you."

Seeing that the others were silent, Yue Fei hummed coldly, stood up and walked outside.

"Stop it all. Now it's time to raise troops. Senior brother is still alive. There is still a chance. Listen to me, and there is still a chance."

Zhao Yun slapped the table suddenly and stood up to stop him. At this moment, his breathing was particularly rapid, and his heart seemed to be about to jump out. A ferocious expression appeared on his haggard face, and his blood-filled eyes looked terrifying.

"Senior Brother Yun, there is no chance anymore. It's already autumn now. There is still half a month left for the execution. I want to avenge him. I think Xue Rengui's life is hard. Thanks to the care of my elder brother, he has no way to repay me. Even if I fight for this life, I will avenge him."

Xue Rengui, who stepped out of the lobby with one foot, heard Zhao Yun's hoarse voice, his eyes closed weakly, and he had not opened for a long time. He seemed to be making some difficult decisions, on the one hand, on the one hand, on the other hand, on the other hand, on the dissuasion of his second brother...

At some point, a unique tear flowed out of the corner of his eyes, slowly flowing down his cheeks until it fell to the ground. When the tears fell to the ground, he finally opened his eyes, and at the same time he finally made up his mind.

"Rengui, Pengju, listen to Senior Brother Yun, wait a minute, there will definitely be a way. Listen to Senior Brother, don't raise an army. You are really helpless with your soldiers. Senior Brother Suan, beg you, Senior Brother Suan, beg you."

As he said that, Zhao Yun actually knelt directly on the ground, crying.

What makes a man with iron blood cry? It is nothing more than the separation of life and death of a close relative, and there is nothing but this.

It doesn't matter if he kneels, and everyone else kneels down, even Xue Rengui and Yue Fei are the same. They are close brothers, even if they are extremely unpleasant because of inconsistent ideas, or even swords facing each other, but this is just to rescue Yu Wen Chengdu's differences. At the very least, they are still unscathing brothers and have extremely deep feelings. Now Zhao Yun is the second brother, how dare they bear this kneeling?

A few good men who usually shed blood and did not cry, even if you grind their flesh and blood inch by inch, even if they were crushed to pieces and blood splattered for five steps, they were still standing tall and standing tall. At this moment, they were all kneeling on the ground, not talking, but their eyes were silently crying.

Xu Maogong saw all this in his eyes, with no expression on his tired face, and a trace of sadness flashed in his blood-covered eyes.

"Is it over like this? Is this group of so many talented people going to be destroyed today? Liaoning County, which has been working hard for three years, is about to fall apart? Chengdu, without you, everyone will be defeated! Alas... Forget it, it's not in vain that I, Xu Maogong, can know so many heroes, is not in vain. You have the kindness of knowing me, and you should have lived and died with you. However, Maogong's life was born from his parents and has no right to harm himself. He retired to the mountains and forests and will never be born."

Thinking of it, he stood up slowly like a walking corpse, touched the tears at the corners of his eyes stiffly, bowed to the others weakly, took off the jade crown that Yu Wen Cheng gave him from his head, put it in his usual position, and walked out with difficulty, with his back being particularly low and bleak.

"Senior brothers, junior brothers, if I am unfortunately defeated, please bury this with you in the same tomb. It can be said that our brothers and brothers have never separated. Rengui will part with you. If you are brothers in the next life, you will no longer be glorious in the next life and will not compete for the crown. If we are a happy cowherd, we will not have so many right and wrong."

Xue Rengui kowtowed to everyone silently, pulled out his sword and cut off a handful of hair, placed it in front of everyone, and said word by word. Then he suddenly stood up and walked out without looking back.

Yue Fei wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, cut off a strand of his hair, and left with Xue Rengui.

Guo Jia was silent for a moment, stood up with difficulty, picked up some of the hair left by Xue Rengui and Yue Fei from the ground, carefully hid it in his arms, and cut off some of his hair on his own.

"The two senior brothers, stay for memorials. As Senior Brother Rengui said, they were buried in the same tomb, and our senior brothers have never separated."

"Where are you going to Fengxiao?"

When Zhao Yun saw Guo Jia leaving, he grabbed him and asked.

"Jia went to pursue the elder brother. If you walk alone on the long road to the underworld, you would be a little lonely. Jia and elder brother spent it together."

Guo Jia slowly pushed Zhao Yun's hand away and walked out the door.

"Qingzhi, you..."

Zhao Yun looked at Chen Qingzhi on the side again. He knew that all this was about to end and did not stop him.

"Senior Brother Yun, take care of yourself. Qingzhi must follow the steps of his master and be a free and happy savage. Just leave it."

Chen Qingzhi patted Zhao Yun on the shoulder, and like the previous few people who left, he placed his jade crown on his own seat and walked away slowly.

"Let's go, everyone is gone... they all go. Since that's the case, then Yun will inherit the wishes of the senior brother and defend the country and the world." Zhao Yun fell back weakly, collapsed on the cold ground, staring at the vast world outside the window, and murmured to himself, "The senior brother's wishes must be realized by one person. Since the junior brothers don't want them, Yun will fulfill them."

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