Three Kingdoms.
Shu Han.
Liu Bei looked at the Golden Roll with a complicated gaze.
8,000 people surrounded 100,000 soldiers, and for 48 days, no one came to help.
Bloody battle.
He was already proud enough to fight until these 100,000 Outsiders fled.
However, to the person on the Golden Board, he actually felt that this was a humiliation.
It was all because this person had failed to save the commoners.
"This person is truly pure."
Zhuge Liang also looked at the Golden Roll with a complicated expression.
He knew that this general was not here for the emperor.
They were fighting for the people.
He might even die in this bloody battle, but he refused to retreat.
On the other side.
Cao Cao lowered his eyes. No one could see his expression clearly.
Xu You only noticed that the Prime Minister's voice was low and somewhat suppressed.
"His original intentions have not changed. He is indeed doing this for the people.”
"Eight thousand against a hundred thousand, you won't let anyone down."
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You have been promoted. From 8,000 people besieging 100,000 enemies, you have been transferred to another city to guard. That is the lost land that your good friend has just fought back. The internal strife and foreign enemies are getting more and more difficult to resist, so they have joined forces. The city you are guarding is the most important.
In September, you knew that the foreign tribes were about to invade again. You led the army and pretended to retreat. You suddenly attacked the military town. That day, you stood alone in front of the army. You knew that it was easy to get shot by arrows, but you still prepared to lure them. The enemy really fell for it. You led the army to fight a bloody battle and won a great victory. That year, you were forty-four years old.
In the second year, the enemy recuperated and once again led the army south. You received orders in the face of danger and were surrounded by the enemy. After trapping and killing two enemy generals, you finally fought hard to obtain it. In this year, you brought back more than 10,000 civilians.
The two great victories made you famous, but the treacherous officials in the court were afraid that you would divide your power and frame you. The emperor was also afraid that you would lose your military power without checking.
At the age of 51, you received news that your good friend was framed and imprisoned by a treacherous official. Unable to force a confession out of him, he fabricated evidence and imposed an unjust imprisonment. You were extremely angry. When you returned to the residence, you began to write a letter, bluntly stating that the traitor had harmed the country and asked the emperor to punish him. The emperor ignored it
You repeatedly wrote to your family to advise you not to anger the treacherous officials and be careful of your burdens, but you didn't believe it. It was just that your good friend couldn't be saved in the end and died unjustly. You were disheartened.
In the same year, a good friend died unjustly, and a treacherous official was in power. You chose to return home, closed your doors, refused to meet guests, and did not talk about military affairs. Some people said that you had retired to the mountains and forests.
The sky was especially dark. You sat alone by the lake with a gloomy expression. You held a sword that you could never pull out of your hand. You gradually felt weak and extremely old. You saw the reflection of your white hair in the lake. You turned around and looked to the north. You thought of the golden spears and iron horses of the past.
You really seem to have returned to that time, killing enemies with your good friends and expelling foreign races.
You often looked to the north alone. Ten years later, you died of depression. Before you died, you held a long sword tightly. Your voice was hoarse and low, intermittent.
You said, I should call you brother, I came to find you
We'll go north and kill the enemy
You're dead, this year, you're 61 years old
At this moment.
On the Golden Roll.
A blurry image appeared.
You're old. Sigh, white-haired and old.
However, you still held the sword in your hand tightly. Before you died, your eyes were desolate.
Now, you look at the mountains and rivers in the north, and the beacon smoke is scattered and broken.
You just sit alone in the hospital bed, until death, still worried about the common wish of your friends.
North, kill the enemy!
He passed away, still facing north.
His temples were as white as frost, but he was also peerless!
Three Kingdoms.
Shu Han.
Zhuge Liang was shocked as he looked at the frail figure.
This person's life, do not want to be weak in the slightest, meet the enemy to fight.
However, he was not fighting for the court, nor was he fighting for the king.
He had only set his ambition for his youth to expel the foreign races and protect the people.
"This person is really pure!"
At the same time.
In another time and space, Shu Han.
Jiang Wei was also staring at this peerless figure.
Even when he died, he still looked to the north, hoping to kill the enemy.
"When you are a general, when you are a prime minister, you have a grand spirit and the style of an ancient official.”
For a moment, Wei Zheng, Li Bai, and the other scholars and officials looked at the screen.
Their eyes were filled with admiration.
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At this moment.
On the Heavenly Dao Golden Rankings.
A new ranking appeared once again, bringing with it the majestic might of the Heavenly Dao.
Your name is Han Shizhong
The word good minister, the number cool lay, Southern Song Dynasty famous general, poet??，Together with Yue Fei, Zhang Jun, and Liu Guangshi, they were called the Four Generals of Zhongxing. When they were young, they joined the army and made great contributions to the Song Dynasty in the war against the Western Xia and Jin Dynasties. They were the bandits of the Song Dynasty many times and fought against the puppet Qi. He was upright and refused to attach himself to powerful ministers. He once complained that Yue Fei was framed. Later generations called him a minister of the country among generals.
Song has a loyal but not good use, control enough to restore the Central Plains
A new ranking finally appeared on the Heavenly Dao Golden Rankings.
A fatuous ruler does not deserve to have a list of loyal officials.
No.16 Yue Fei Han Shizhong
A fatuous ruler: Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of Song Dynasty
"Remarks: The legacy is still strong, and the people of the country do not forget it. The people who painted the sacrifice were nine out of ten, the last iron bones of the dynasty."
Song has a loyal but not good use, enough to restore the Central Plains.
At this moment.
Southern Song Dynasty.
Yingtian Prefecture.
When Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, saw this name, the veins on his forehead bulged.
He fiercely swept away the teacup on the table, his anger overflowing.
"Han Shizhong, Han Shizhong!"
"When did I not use this person?"
"Back then, I had relied on him many times and had never mistreated him. He clearly asked to resign and return to his hometown!”
"Why is it me again? I established the Southern Song Dynasty to continue the reign of the Great Song Dynasty.”
"In order to prevent the world from being plunged into misery, I would rather exchange money for the stability of the people. What's wrong with that?”
At this moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth again, but he ignored it.
He only pointed at the golden roll, trembling, and his eyes widened.
"You slandered me, you slandered me!"
At that moment.
Song Taizong Zhao Kuangyi, Song Zhenzong Zhao Heng, Song Renzong Zhao Zhen…
The emperors of the Northern Song Dynasty also had gloomy expressions as they stared at the Heavenly Dao Golden Rankings with ashen faces.
Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin felt his blood rush to the sky, his expression furious.
Great Song, Great Song again.
This fatuous ruler had so many sutras!
He turned to look at Fu Yanqing and roared in a tyrannical manner.
"Revise the laws of the country and change the strategy of governing the country!”
"Change!"
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