It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 601: The Fen River Bank

"Can't we go inside and talk?" Yang Xianyong asked. He turned around and looked at Zhang Heng and several guards who were also like mud monkeys. "It's an urgent matter."

"Liu Yao?" Li Lianhua suddenly asked.

Yang Xianyong was slightly stunned, but quickly understood that she probably knew about the relationship between Liu Yao and his third sister.

"Yes."

"So, you are Liu Yao's man now?" Li Lianhua asked again.

"I... am his elder brother." Yang Xianyong said this with a little hesitation, but he couldn't help but smile, because it was indeed quite funny when Liu Yao called him "elder brother".

Li Lianhua pursed her lips and said, "Okay, come in with me."

With her agreement, the garrison soldiers were very polite, immediately put down the spears that had been pointed at them, and stepped back half a step. Yang Xianyong, Zhang Heng and others followed Li Lianhua into the general's tent in the center of the camp.

"Okay, I won't beat around the bush with you. Did Liu Yao ask you to come, or did something happen to Liu Yao? However, we are also busy right now because... Liu Yue is dead."

Li Lianhua's words scared Yang Xianyong so much that he almost fell down. If Zhang Heng hadn't caught him, he would have made a fool of himself.

There were only a few of them in the big tent. Even Li Lianhua's maids and guards had all left. Li Lianhua looked at him and said, "He died of a heart attack three days ago."

At this moment, a look of sadness appeared on her face, but she still kept her back straight. At this time, Yang Xianyong noticed that Li Lianhua was wearing soft armor and combat boots instead of women's light cloth shoes.

"How could this happen?" Yang Xianyong stood up again with the help of Zhang Heng, but because he was in too much of a hurry, his injured leg could not withstand his weight and could not bear the force.

"What's wrong with your leg?" Li Lianhua clenched her fists, pulled out a stool and asked him to sit down.

"This is a long story, let's talk about the current situation first." Yang Xianyong already understood that too many things must have happened during this period, and they couldn't finish talking about them in a short time. "Liu Yao has been out of contact for half a month. He agreed with you that if something happened, he would cross Jiangjunling and Fenhe River, and you would come to help."

"Yes. But we have not received any news. The soldiers on duty at the Fen River did not see anything unusual." Li Lianhua sat in the commander-in-chief position in the big tent, which made Yang Xianyong stunned again.

"Yes, I think something must have happened to Liu Yao. I don't know what happened exactly. I came here this time to ask Liu Yue to send troops to cross the Fen River, raid Bin Liuxu's troops, and tear open a gap to let Liu Yao out."

"Okay." Li Lianhua agreed very happily and took out the general's token from her bosom. "We have already discussed this matter. I have also talked about this with Liu Yue. I am just waiting for your news."

"Do you trust me so much?" Yang Xianyong suddenly asked.

"Why don't you believe it?" Li Lianhua asked him back.

"We haven't seen each other for so many years? The Great Jin is gone, and we have all changed a lot?" Yang Xianyong's hands were shaking. Looking at Li Lianhua's slightly weathered face, he suddenly felt deeply moved. "You can come at this moment, what else can you believe or not believe?" Li Lianhua smiled, and the light in her eyes dimmed a little. "If the general hadn't suddenly passed away, we might have crossed the Fen River to check the situation. Because this matter has been delayed for a long time, it is too worrying."

"Oh, right, I have a letter from my third sister, and a letter from Liu Yao's deputy general He Chi." Yang Xianyong quickly took things out of his arms, and took out a large bag of gold beans that Yang Xianrong gave him. "This... why don't you keep it too, I think you will need it."

"You!" Li Lianhua took all of them and quickly read the contents of the letter. Yang Xianrong wrote very simply, first explaining that she was Liu Yao's wife, the current situation of the war, and hoped that General Liu Yue would send troops immediately according to the agreement. It was concise and to the point, without too much elaboration.

Yang Xianyong whispered, "The third sister married Liu Yao."

"Yes, I guessed it." Li Lianhua read Yang Xianrong's letter again. "Although I am not familiar with your third sister, I know a lot about her. Let's not talk about other things first. I'm going to recruit soldiers first. Is your leg okay? Will you go with me?"

"Okay, okay." Yang Xianyong stood up immediately, but his balance was unstable and he almost fell down again.

"Okay, you take a rest here first." Li Lianhua sighed, "Zhang Heng, follow me."

"Yes." Zhang Heng also knew them. After helping Yang Xianyong sit down again, he followed Li Lianhua out of the tent to count the troops.

Yang Xianyong picked up the long stick in the big tent, and with the help of it, he followed them out of the tent.

Liu Yue had few men, only 20,000 stationed on the banks of the Fen River, but each of them looked handsome and energetic.

Li Lianhua only selected 5,000 elite soldiers and asked them to prepare their equipment immediately. Then she turned around and returned to her own tent. When she came out again, she had changed into armor. At first glance, she looked like a young general.

Yang Xianyong stood with a stick in his hand, looking at Li Lianhua.

"Yang Xianyong, I will leave the remaining 15,000 men to you for now. We'll talk about it in detail when I come back." Before Yang Xianyong could say anything, Li Lianhua had already mounted his horse and headed straight for the ferry.

Zhang Heng and several other guards also gave horses, they clasped their fists towards Yang Xianyong, and followed Li Lianhua. Now, Yang Xianyong was the only one left, a little dazed.

However, soon Li Lianhua's maid Chun Xia came over and whispered to him, "Yang Jia Da Lang, please go back to the camp for the time being."

"Okay." Yang Xianyong also knew that he couldn't follow in his current condition, so it would be better for him to go back to the camp and take a look at the situation before making a decision.

Chun Xia was also familiar with her. Upon closer inspection, she was also wearing soft armor and had a long sword at her waist.

After the two entered the camp, Chunxia first took him to Li Lianhua's own tent. What Yang Xianyong did not expect was that Li Lianhua and Liu Yue's two sons were in the tent. The older child was seven or eight years old and was reading something. The younger son was about three years old and had fallen asleep holding a small wooden horse.

For a moment, Yang Xianyong didn't know what to say.

Chunxia first checked whether the sleeping child was safe, then pulled the older child to Yang Xianyong and said directly: "Salute Uncle Yang, he is a good friend of your mother and father."