In the evening, they prepared a small celebration banquet. Although there was no food, all the soldiers enjoyed it. In the middle of the journey, the little emperor also came from the dragon boat to toast Yue Fei, she Taijun and ran min, which made the momentum reach the peak.
"Mr. Zhang." I was sitting on the side of the sea breeze, the little emperor suddenly stood beside me.
I turned to look at him, stretched out my hand to touch his lovely little head, and then I realized that this action was disrespectful, so I just picked it up.
"May I ask you a few questions?" The little emperor blinked his big eyes and looked up at me.
In fact, he always claims to be widowed at the beginning. I heard that he was not comfortable and mentioned that it was children's nature of mind, which was immediately changed.
I nodded, and he pointed to the place where Yue Fei and others were: "they are all dead, aren't they?"
"Are you afraid?" I took a drink and asked jokingly.
The little emperor shook his head and said, "no, I'm afraid that even with them, we will lose."
"Why do you think so?" I was a little surprised. I was impressed by the child's calmness. I didn't expect that he could see the situation so clearly.
He looked at the sea, then held his chin and said, "I knew when Prime Minister Lu brought me out. We were all on the run. We could not retreat until we got here. We would fight against the yuan army, so we would lose sooner or later."
"I won't lose." Don't know why, I suddenly came to the strength: "now is not already has the turning point, so we won't lose."
The little emperor stood up and said slowly, "yes, even if the war is lost, I have not lost the integrity of the soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty!"
Listening to his loud words, I was touched. I held his hand and said, "yes, the morale of all the soldiers will not lose!"
Then he turned around and returned to Lu Xiufu, who came to find him. The small figure made me feel that he was not a child.
No wonder he will be the last hope of the whole Zhao Song Dynasty. Such a little emperor is really worth fighting for.
I sighed for a long time. During my time at yamen, I felt that it was longer than my life. Now I just want to finish it quickly, otherwise I don't know if I can recover from this battle.
In the next few days, the yuan army attacked and explored several battles, big and small, which were defeated by Yue Fei. Relying on my blood essence, these spirits also survived for two days.
But on the third day, we gathered in the cabin again. They looked very bad and said that they would return to the eternal spirit ring one day at most.
"How could it be, not with my blood essence?" I stood up suddenly, but I felt dizzy.
Yue Fei looked at me and shook his head. "You have seen your condition. Now how much blood essence do you think you can provide?"
I sat down dispirited. What I hate is that I can't support other people's blood, because I am the so-called "Lord of all spirits".
And there is not enough food and grass, which makes us most worried. In recent days, the war situation has improved, but many soldiers have lost their ability to move because they can't eat enough food. In this way, even Zhang Hongfan's hard work can kill us.
I looked at Zhang Shijie and said solemnly, "General Zhang, prepare to fight against the enemy."
"I see." Zhang Shijie's body trembled a little. Then he knelt down on one knee and said devoutly, "Song Shu's emissary Zhang Shijie!"
Lu Xiufu next to him knelt down: "Lu Xiufu, Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty!"
Seeing this, all the spirits knelt down.
"Yue Fei, governor of Song Dynasty!"
"Song Gaoming's wife she Saihua!"
"Wu mourns ran min, the king of heaven! See manager Zhang Jiulin
"It's our honor to finish the last battle of this life under the leadership of Mr. Zhang." Zhang Shijie got up and respectfully handed me the token of command to the third army.
When I got out of the cabin again, the atmosphere outside changed. It seemed that everyone had made up their mind to die, waiting for the last moment.
When the last moment came, it was evening.
The original weather on that day was gloomy, which made the atmosphere on the whole ship very heavy, and at the same time suppressed the momentum of the same death.
I'm sitting in the bow of the dragon boat. Now I can only guarantee to provide enough blood essence. I can't do anything else.
Zhang Shijie, Yue Fei and others were on the warship, while ran min and she Taijun were commanding the whole army at a later position.
As for Lu Xiufu, he also protects the little emperor on the dragon boat. If the last moment comes, he will carry the little emperor to the sea in history
The soldiers have not eaten enough for many days in a row. Their faces are full of vegetables, but their spirit is very high. It seems that they are not waiting for death, but for a better future.
The war drums sounded. This time, the song army did not wait passively, but took the initiative to attack!
In such a short time, because of the existence of archers, both sides lost a lot of soldiers.
When they finally got together, the soldiers jumped on each other's warships and fought together.At this moment, there is no strategy, only you come to me to kill!
I was sitting there, because the dragon boat was protected in the middle, so I was not attacked for the time being. I crossed my wrist, and the blood essence flew to the direction of the spirit without any manipulation.
I read "Tao Te Ching" silently and my head is still black.
The stronger the Yin spirit is, the higher the requirement for blood essence is. So I don't know how long I can support it?
The little emperor stood beside me, not talking, but silently looking at the distance. Lu Xiufu looked at me worried. I smiled to show him not to be nervous. I was the most relaxed of all the soldiers.
At the last moment, although the blood was hot, it was also tragic, but in just three or four hours, Song Jun had been defeated steadily, and my blood essence was going to the end.
"Back off!"
Yue Fei gave the last order, and then some of their spirits rushed directly to escort the retreat of the soldiers.
In the end, they are all high-level ghosts. Instead of using strategy, they fight with Yuan army directly with the identity of ghosts.
Zhang Shijie decisively took all the soldiers back, and behind them were several spirits that could not be supported gradually because of the lack of blood supply.
"Mr. Zhang, you take the holy master to escape..." As soon as Zhang Shijie got on the dragon boat, he fell to his knees in front of me. The reason why he did this was because he had something to ask for and he couldn't support him.
All the soldiers and Lu Xiufu behind him are looking at me, and their eyes are full of hope!