He didn't even pay attention to the etiquette issues between the two of them.

He just waved his hand and said: "Qu Shuai, let's talk about it when we get back."

Zhao Hong quickly welcomed Sun Xia in and ordered him to go down. No one was allowed to come near without his order.

After that, he closed the door.

He hurriedly came to Sun Xia and said, "Brother, what went wrong during your trip?"

"Is it because sir is unwilling to accept us?"

Sun Xia looked at Zhao Hong, who was a little suspicious at this time. He sighed and said: "That's not the case. When Mr. listened to what I said, he didn't look down on us. He also wanted to help us, but... …”

"But what? Brother, can you finish speaking at once?"

Zhao Hong was disturbed for a moment by Sun Xia's words and his expression.

Sun Xia grabbed the wine glass in front of him and drank the wine in one gulp.

Let the burning feeling rise and fall in your chest.

Taking advantage of this momentum, Sun Xiacai began to say: "Shuai Qu, are you willing to die in order to give those brothers a chance to survive?"

When Zhao Hong heard this, he was immediately stunned.

"Brother, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand you?"

"It doesn't matter whether I die or not, but even if I die, how can I give my brothers a way to survive?"

Sun Xia looked at the nervous and worried look on Zhao Hong's face.

How could he not understand?

It's himself.

It's been such a long time.

No, you still haven’t thought about it well?

So Sun Xia continued: "Actually, this matter was decided by both of us after all."

"We only thought about ourselves and did not think about our husband's situation."

Immediately.

He told Zhao Hong all the things he had heard from Qin Yu before.

Just after Zhao Hong finished listening.

As expected, he immediately fell into the deepest silence.

The two of them sat facing each other quietly in the room.

The flickering candlelight beside them burned their shadows like monsters.

"Is this the case?"

After a long time.

Only then did Zhao Hong speak.

But he didn't expect it either.

His voice was so hoarse when he spoke.

Sun Xia also felt an unavoidable bitterness in his mouth.

It was as if the poverty that had been contained in that cup of turbid wine suddenly evaporated completely.

That's a chain.

A chain that forever binds people like them at the bottom.

Even if they struggled all the way and fought hard all the way to where they are now.

Isn't the final result still only a dead end?

Their fate was determined from the beginning.

Who can escape?

Who can escape!

impossible.

Sun Xia didn't answer.

But Sun Xia's silence at this time made Zhao Hong feel even more desperate.

"What do you mean, brother?"

Zhao Hong couldn't help but ask again.

Sun Xia looked up at Zhao Hong. There was no hesitation in his eyes, but he still shook his head: "I don't know."

Zhao Hong let out a long sigh.

This long sigh sounded like his life was being sighed out of his mouth.

"I don't know either."

"However, I still have a question."

"You said, even if the two of us can really do what they said, we would just die."

"Then, can they let go of our brothers?"

"Can we really trust them?"

"Will they attack the city again after the two of us are dead and the brothers are leaderless, and kill all the brothers?"

"By then, these brothers will really have no chance of revenge!"

Sun Xia listened to what Zhao Hong said.

A smile gradually appeared on his face.

But as soon as this smile appeared, it was tinged with a thick layer of bitterness.

It was like a very unreal smile was painted on his face.

"I have no idea."

Sun Xia said something.

"Qushuai, I am very confused right now, and I can no longer discuss anything important with you, Qushuai."

"Please let me take my leave temporarily. If there is anything else, we can wait until tomorrow to discuss it."

After saying that, Sun Xia bowed her hands towards Zhao Hong, then turned around and walked out.

Zhao Hong didn't express any reaction to Sun Xia's departure.

After he finished what he said before.

He is also like a stone sculpture.

The whole person was stunned under the candlelight.

Just looking at the wavering shadows on the ground, I didn't know what was going on in my heart.

The night passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Hong didn't know how long he slept, whether he slept or not.

He just felt as if he no longer belonged to this world.

My whole heart felt empty.

I want to vent, but I don't know what to vent about.

I want to eat and drink, but I feel that no matter how much delicacies I eat or fine wines I drink, I can't fill the gap in my heart.

Fortunately.

It was only early in the morning, and Zhu Jun had already sent people to attack the city.

This forced Zhao Hong to mobilize his energy.

Continuously dispatch the Yellow Turban Army to resist Zhu Jun's offensive.

And he probably didn't even notice it himself.

The people he is sending out now.

It is exactly the goal that I had set in my mind in advance yesterday.

These people were scattered, but they were all sent to the front line under his orders.

Soon they returned dead and wounded one by one.

They all had such casualties.

Zhu Jun's side was naturally not having a good time either.

Several fierce offensives were fought back by Zhao Hong's men.

If there wasn't a strong man like Sun Jian to lead his troops and gather the energy of the clouds.

I'm afraid the number of casualties in their siege will be even more ugly.

Compared with Zhu Jun's side.

Qin Yu's siege seemed much easier.

Intensity is not on the same scale.

If we say that both the offense and defense on Zhu Jun's side are professional players.

Then Qin Yu's offensive and defensive sides are all amateurs.

And it is the lowest rank among amateur ranks.
To be continued...