After Nie Zefeng rescued Ma Chao, Ma Chao's arm was deeply stabbed.

Nie Zefeng ordered the entire army to retreat, and they all entered Ma Chao's camp. The soldiers in Jingzhou City also quietly picked up Liu Biao's body. Chen Zhen also buried Liu Biao with great sorrow and anger.

Chen Zhen was also too sad and was actually ill in bed and could not control the entire Lingling City. Chen Zhen also felt an undercurrent surging in Lingling City, but Chen Zhen knew that he was powerless now.

And this undercurrent is officially Liu Du and his son.

At this time, Liu Du's study was still brightly lit, but there were only two fathers and sons in the room.

Liu Du asked, "Is this OK?"

"Dad, when is it now? Huang Zhong, Changsha, is invincible in the world, and he is invincible in the nine counties of Jingxiang, but he surrendered. Zhao Fan of Guiyang resisted and was cut off by others, and he ended up even more miserable. Think about it, now that Liu Biao himself is dead, can we still be buried with him?"

Liu Du actually touched his beard with tears in his eyes, nodded helplessly, "What you said is the same."

Seeing the opportunity, Liu Xian preached to his father in one step: "As long as we surrender and we resign from office and not to do it, our savings in Lingling City over the past few years will definitely be able to support our lives. We really don't have much time now. Think about how many days does the strong Jiangling City last? The Marquis of Wancheng came in person."

"Okay, let's see how the soldiers tomorrow?"

When Nie Zefeng returned to the camp, he rewarded the soldiers with wine and meat again.

The soldiers were eating beef and listening to the passionate voices of Nie Zefeng and many soldiers, everyone was full of momentum.

Nie Zefeng ordered: "Everyone sets me a bonfire three times."

And these bonfires actually made an endless winding fire dragon in the city. Everyone looked at so many bonfires, and everyone sighed: "There are really many people, and they have too many people..."

The soldiers of Xiliang sat on the ground, took off their military uniforms, and lay on the ground exhausted. The dust that had originally fluttered in the schoolyard slowly fell on the ground.

Nie Zefeng began to distribute meat and wine. The soldiers ate and drank while listening to the loud reputation of the soldiers who were seriously injured and could not go on the battle again. Nie Zefeng gave them the final military pay one by one while comforting their feelings of not being able to achieve success after going to the battle for decades.

"Soldiers, with you, the Central Plains, will be able to be determined. With you, the country will be able to be unified. With you, the country will be able to be peaceful and peaceful. Cheers, toasts………”

The soldiers swallowed pieces of beef roasted on the fire, and listened to the slightly sad Xiliang border song, and the soldiers' expressions were complicated. They had the determination to die, and they also had the sadness of saying goodbye...

It was late at night, quiet, and sleeping. The sound of the gustige and guqin came from the camp, and the melodious frontier songs told the soldiers' endless thoughts - "I pity my children, but I have not yet solved the frontier." The endless thoughts turned into horns that gathered together.

The soldiers of Xiliang have not returned home for many years. Now the cavalry of Xiliang are no longer all the strong men in Xiliang. They have also begun to replenish the Central Plains zombies among this group of people, and these soldiers have not forgotten the traditions of Xiliang.

The soldiers of Xiliang were wearing seven-foot jade armor and holding long halberds. The cold wind in summer blew on the faces of the soldiers, and it made our bodies cold.

Some Xiliang soldiers, especially Ma Chao's former Xiliang soldiers, were drunk and relieved their worries. After the soldiers were drunk at night, they saw the dim lights seem to be dimmering again, raised the wick a little higher, accidentally took out the sword that they had never used before, and couldn't help but feel sad in front of the lights.

Nie Zefeng finally distributed the roasted beef on the stage at the yard to the five thousand soldiers he brought. The soldiers were listening to songs outside the frontier while eating roast beef and sat under the stage at the yard.

Nie Zefeng raised the wine bowl in his hand and said, "The time for us to unify the nine counties of Jingxiang has finally come, and the time for us to go north to the Central Plains has also come!"

The spears and shields below were also manic and kept colliding with each other. "Let us unify the nine counties of Jingxiang and ask us to unify the world!" The soldiers below all brought their armor, picked up their shields, and began to provoke the passionate military formation dance.

At this time, Nie Zefeng stood at a high place and looked out of nowhere, looking at the vast and vast mountains in the distance, as deep as the sea, and the dusk sunset gradually set, and the remaining ray of rays of rays reflected the sky red like blood.
Chapter completed!