The River Flows East to the Whistle

"Jiang Liu! Come on, mental barrier!" Ding Shiyang rushed down from the car and directly stuffed Hong Yin into Jiang Liu's arms.

Hongyin's face was pale, her eyes were closed, and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

"Leave me! Let me go home! Yao...Xiaoyao..." In Jiang Liu's arms, Hong Yin struggled incoherently, Jiang Liu ignored the wet blood on the surgical gown, and hugged Hong Yin tightly. arms.Hongyin's mental realm was as chaotic as a burning battlefield, Jiang Liu gritted his teeth and extended the mental barrier to Hongyin's body, finally calming Hongyin down.

"Too much consumption." After Ding Shiyang said this, he lost his composure and fell to the ground outside the car door.

Jiang Liu was surprised to see that Ding Shiyang's dirty uniform was torn from his shoulders to his chest, covered with black and red coagulated blood, and in the cracks of the uniform was a wound that had just begun to heal.

"What happened to you?" Jiang Liu asked in panic.

Another car stopped in a hurry, Peng Yuanzheng jumped out of the car, and hurriedly walked past Ding Shiyang, "Conference room, have a meeting!"

Ding Shiyang tried his best to smile at Jiang Liu, "It's something urgent."

Jiang Liu understood naturally.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was as solemn as a funeral, everyone lowered their heads and looked haggard. Peng Yuanzheng didn't even let Li Xuan attend. Jiang Liu noticed that the two officers from the previous meeting did not show up this time.

"By the way." Ding Shiyang turned his head from the front and said to Jiang Liu in a low voice: "Di Zang asked me to tell you that the front line is tense and he really can't withdraw. Don't worry."

Jiang Liu was taken aback for a moment, and then a warm feeling surged in his heart.

Ding Shiyang smiled apologetically, and turned around. At this time, Jiang Liu had already focused on the tense memories, and he didn't even catch a trace of sadness in Ding Shiyang's emotions.

"What do you want to do in the future?" On the conference table, an officer hammered the table

Peng Yuanzheng looked gloomy.

"Two-thirds of them have been destroyed. After removing the wounded and sick, less than a quarter of them can move. Old Guo on the Pine Forest Line is gone. On my side, the large forces have already arrived. I will come down today. The soldiers are covered with blood. If it goes on like this, it won't last a week." The officer said excitedly and loudly, regardless of whether he would be heard by the sentries in the barracks.

"I didn't expect that Xitu would concentrate all its troops on Heijin." Peng Yuanzheng rubbed his forehead weakly.

"So the other military regions have plenty of troops! Why is Huang Yu the only support now? Does the central government know what's going on here!?" The officer became even more excited.

"It's impossible not to know." Ding Shiyang's steady voice suddenly sounded. "The central detection satellite is always there, and images of the battlefield are being transmitted all the time. Moreover, Peng Shuai and I have daily reports on the battle situation and applications for troop deployment."

"So what's the result?" The officer turned to Peng Yuanzheng.

"That's why I called you here today!" Peng Yuanzheng yelled back sullenly, "I have been calling for a month to apply for troop transfer, and there has been no reply! A friend from the Central Committee called me early this morning and said that the Central Committee's decision is finally coming down today. How many soldiers will be transferred and when they will arrive can be known today, and how we will fight and defend will be discussed today!"

There were thumping footsteps coming from outside the door, and the correspondent pushed the door in out of breath. "Peng Shuai, from the Central Committee, the telegram..."

"What!?" Peng Yuanzheng asked anxiously, and several officers had already stood up from their chairs.

"Say, say..." The correspondent's face was already pale, and the thin telegram in his hand was shaking like a leaf in the wind, "The central government said, don't deploy troops, give up black gold."

The meeting room was silent for two seconds, then there was an explosion, and an officer rushed over and grabbed the orderly by the collar. "Say it again! You say it again?"

"Old Chen! Sit down!" Peng Yuanzheng shouted angrily.

"Central... The central government said, let you withdraw, saying that because Xitu concentrated its forces in Heijin, the other lines of defense were empty, so they detoured the southwest line and went straight to the capital of Xitu." The messenger said in a trembling voice.

"What about the air defense base? What about the thirteen provinces in the west?"

"Central...the central government said, for the time being...for the time being, it is a strategic abandonment."

"Bastard!" The officer punched the wall next to the orderly's ear, cracking the double brick wall.

"Prime Minister Sima's idea." Another officer buried his head deeply in his hands on the table. "The Blue Water Military District on the southwest line is his sphere of influence. Moreover, if he opens up the capital of West Turkistan, he can directly connect with Oulu, and the troops there can directly enter Datang. He has long wanted to attract Oulu's support."

"Didn't he just want to sell Datang?" Old Chen angrily threw down the messenger.

Jiang Liu should have sprinkled comforting hints, but the whole person just stayed there, giving up strategically, air strikes, sonic bombs, everything sounded so...Jiang Liu could only feel the blood in his body flowing back to his heart, and his brain went blank.

Ding Shiyang turned his head and gave Jiang Liu a meaningful look.

"Peng Shuai, what should we do?" The calm officer turned his head and asked Peng Yuanzheng, "Could it be possible to withdraw?"

"Can't withdraw!" Ding Shiyang's cold voice sounded in the meeting room, and everyone turned their heads in unison, looking at Ding Shiyang with a determined face. "Dozens of cities in the west, with millions of people, were wiped out by planes from Xitu in less than three days! We can't just watch millions of lives go to waste, and we can't let more people lose everything overnight."

Everyone was stunned, and then turned their eyes to the pale Jiang Liu. Everyone present knew Jiang Liu's life experience, and it is no exaggeration to say that everyone's life was given by Jiang Liu. Hesitated.

Peng Yuanzheng was silent for a moment, and said three words seriously: "Can't withdraw."

"But with the current strength, it won't last three days." Hong Yin's voice suddenly came from the door, and the pale Hong Yin woke up at some point and leaned against the door. "The incompetent royal family, the greedy cabinet, what is there to protect with life? Instead of letting the soldiers on the front line die with you in vain, it is better to withdraw, at least they can survive! The people are people, the soldiers on the battlefield, Are they not human?"

"Do you think you can withdraw if you want to?" Ding Shiyang yelled back at Hongyin, "Passing the defense line in the mountains, there is a plain behind, and there is no defense. It is only a matter of time before the remaining troops are surrounded by the enemy!

"Stop arguing!" Peng Yuanzheng thumped the table angrily. "I don't believe it, there will be no way at all!!"

After a moment of silence in the room, the trembling voice of the messenger suddenly sounded, "There is... there is another telegram, and the difference between the one just now is only 5 minutes."

"What content?" Everyone asked in unison.

"Da, the emperor of Tang Dynasty, Emperor Yuan, had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. When he was dying, the doctor said that it was hopeless."

At that moment, Jiang Liu felt Hongyin's spiritual resonance, and it exploded like a fire, and Peng Yuanzheng jumped up from his seat.

"Hongyin! Hongyin!" Peng Yuanzheng yelled at Hongyin, who was stunned for a moment. "Chance! We still have a chance!"

Hong Yin came to her senses and ran out of the door. Peng Yuanzheng's voice followed behind her: "Drive my car, and half of the guards will follow to protect you! We will hold on until you come back!"

The sound of Hongyin's running footsteps faded away, Peng Yuanzheng sat back on his chair, some officers rushed out, and some grabbed the phone.

Jiang Liu looked puzzled, and finally turned to Ding Shiyang.

"Hongyin will come back with reinforcements, the old emperor dies, and the power changes. If the new king can successfully ascend the throne and weaken the power of Sima and other veterans, there may be a chance to reverse the situation and change the decision of the cabinet. It all depends on Hongyin and her sentinels. Can't win."

"Hongyin's sentinel...?" Jiang Liu was still puzzled.

Ding Shiyang looked at each other and smiled, "Oh, you still don't know the identity of Hongyin's sentry. Hongyin's sentry is Prince Yao of the Tang royal family, the 16-year-old crown prince, and the first heir."

Jiang Liu was almost too shocked to speak, while the meeting room was already flooded with excitement and hectic emotions.

"From here to the capital, it takes two days to travel day and night. If things go well, there are still three days' journey to bring reinforcements back. In short, we can persist for a week at most, and there will be results! Everyone make strategic plans!"

"However, Hongyin is currently the only guide on the northern line. If she is not here, what will the sentries do?" An officer interrupted Peng Yuanzheng.

Peng Yuanzheng didn't answer, but silently turned his gaze to a person in the room, Jiang Liu.