The boy Yuan smiled bitterly and said, "It's just... even if you beg for surrender, you will not lose your position as a Duke."

"Stop it." Yuan Gaisuwen was obviously very angry and said angrily: "How could our Yuan family have such an unfilial son like you! If you dare to say such words in the future, I will sacrifice you to the flag first to shock the three armies."

The boy Yuan looked up at Yuan Gaisuwen.

This is a stubborn person.

At this moment, he was staring at him fiercely.

The boy Yuan sighed and said, "Since that's the case... then... my son has to be polite. Father... you want to be a hero, but our Yuan family cannot accompany you as a hero! You want to save Goguryeo, but the soldiers in this city don't want to fight meaninglessly anymore. Father... you can set off on your way."

"What?" Yuan Gaisuwen felt cold after hearing these words.

In fact, although he said extremely harsh words to Boy Yuan, after all, this person is his own son.

But the words of Boy Yuan made him feel cold and he couldn't help but say, "What did you say? Come on, let's turn this rebellious son..."

Kakka...

Countless boots stepped on the bluestone floor under the corridor outside.

Then, people with long spears rushed in.

They were wearing black armor, their faces looked pale and thin, and their yellow eyes were cold.

Yuan Gaisuwen kicked the bucket over and the hot water rolled out.

He turned around and wanted to find the sword he had untied.

The boy Yuan showed a very complicated look on his face. Finally, he took a deep breath and said, "Do you know what the soldiers eat here every day for your persistence? Do you know that if they continue to persist and consume, it is very likely that the Tang army will massacre the city after entering the city? Do you know that there are ninety-three people in our Yuan family, most of whom are women and children, and they all rely on their fathers to decide their life and death?"

The boy Yuan then laughed, cold and sad.

He pressed the knife but did not step forward, but turned around. The dense black armored soldiers behind him immediately gave up a path, while the boy from Yuan slowly paced out.

Behind him, only Yuan Gaisuwen was heard roaring unwillingly: "Rebellious son, are you going to kill your father?"

But no one answered him.

Immediately afterwards... the black-armored warriors like a flood had already stepped forward together, and heard the clanging sound, and then the sound of long spears breaking armor into flesh.

A wail came from Yuangasuvin, and several long spears had penetrated deep into his waist and abdomen.

He felt bleeding from his mouth, and he watched as the boy Yuan had gone further and further away, leaving only a vague back.

And the black-armored warriors in front of them turned yellow and there was no expression on their malnourished faces.

The knife in Yuangasuwen's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and blood dripped down. Others leaned against the wall behind him, supporting them with their legs.

He stared at a warrior.

The warrior pulled out the long spear that pierced his waist, and the long spear was covered in blood.

Then, the warrior stabbed forward fiercely again.

This time... Nakamoto Gasuwen's lower abdomen.

Yuan Gaisuwen just groaned. At this time, there were already seven or eight long spears on his body. The heavier he breathed, the more he felt his breath was weaker.

His eyes slowly drooped, but... in his last trace of mind, he seemed to hear the sound of boy Yuan coming from outside the lobby.

It seems that someone said to the boy Yuan, "Has it been solved?"

"It's clean, you won't miss it."

"It's good, and in this way, everyone's lives will be saved." The man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Well, everyone's lives have been saved." This is the voice of the boy Yuan, neither happy nor sad.

"To the outside world, I will say that your father... is unwilling to be humiliated and dies of suicide."

"That's all."

"Just working hard."

"It's just for survival. He is too stubborn and does not know the current affairs. Do you want everyone to be buried with him? What's more, we are doing things according to the king's order."

"Go and restrain the body. All the generals are waiting in the city tower. Just wait for you to announce the news. We must make sure that he is out of breath..."

Then, the boy Yuan returned to the hall. Looking at Yuan Gaisuwen in a pool of blood, he seemed a little worried that he was not dead, so he squatted down and pointed his finger at his nose.

After ensuring that Yeon Gaisuwen was completely overwhelmed, I still stared at me when Yeon Gaisuwen died. In his eyes that had lost their glory seemed to be in reluctance and anger at the last moment of dying.

The boy Yuan did not care about it, but stood up and only ordered the warriors to say, "Carry it down and prepare the coffin." He looked at Yuan Gaisuwen on the ground for the last time and said calmly, "You chose it yourself."

Then, he left in a hurry.

Everyone started to unplug the armor in Anshi City, and some people began to lower the flags of Goguryeo.

On the city tower, led by the boy Yuan, all the generals took off their armor and only wore inner clothes.

They all arrived at the city gate together, and the huge and thick city gate could not be opened for a moment.

It turned out that this gate was already bulky and closed for more than a month. In this windy and snowy weather, the city gate was frozen, so... I had to make a fire at the city gate first, melt the ice and snow, and then I opened the city gate.

Dozens of generals stood docilely at the entrance of the city gate.

Then... a fast rider rushed out of the gate in a hurry and headed to the Tang army camp ahead.

The Tang army had obviously noticed the abnormal movements in the Anshi city.

In fact... the offensive has been reduced in the past two days, and Li Shimin is indeed considering withdrawing his troops at this time.

There are still some results in this expedition, but the only shortcoming is that it cannot defeat the entire Goguryeo!

He couldn't help but feel worried and angry, but he knew that his age could no longer survive the bitterness of the cold winter in Liaodong. This... might be his last battle.

It's just a pity... I've returned in vain.

At this time, he could only comfort himself that the problems of his descendants... could only be solved by his descendants!

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Chapter completed!