Yang Guang glared at him and said, "Speak clearly, why are the queen and the prince missing?"

The eunuch was already scared at this time and said frightenedly, "I have just been transferred to the city gate to help defend the city. The Turks have just retreated. When the slave and others have returned, they have suddenly found that the empress is gone. I hurriedly told the others that everyone has searched all over Feiyun Temple but did not find the empress. Instead, I found that the crown prince is gone."

When he heard this news, Yang Guang was immediately angry and attacked his heart. His body's arrow injury had not healed.

The Turkic attacks were so sudden and urgent tonight, which made him spend the whole night comforting the army above the city. Later, he beat the drums and cheered himself, which had already touched the wound and was exhausted physically and mentally. When he heard again, he was missing, so how could he not be anxious?

He was a dignified emperor. He had been tied up from the palace by Chen Pojun's subordinates in Kyoto. Just tonight, he personally sent his youngest daughter to Liaodong in a frustration. Now, he was besieged by the Turks for one day and was almost dead. His queen and prince were actually missing again. How could he not be angry and not anxious?

Yang Guang's third son and two daughters, Prince Dezhao died early. Now the second prince of Liao, Yang*, is surrounded in Gan County, and he is not sure about his life or death. The eldest daughter, Princess Nanyang, was robbed in Luoyang Palace, and now he is not sure about his life or death. The younger daughter, Princess Izumo, fell in love with his traitor, but he still had to send her to him. The only eight-year-old prince left is suddenly missing, and even the queen who has been loving for decades has disappeared. At this moment, Yang Guang's heart was no longer just angry, but a sense of shame that he could save himself.

The emperor of the Central Plains commanded tens of millions of people, with thousands of generals and millions of elite soldiers. But now he is trapped in a small Yanmen city by barbarians. All his children and wives have been kidnapped. What is his emperor or monarch?

In an instant, Yang Guang could no longer help but spew out a mouthful of blood, and the bright red blood immediately flowed down the corner of his mouth, dyeing his clothes red.

Yu Wen and Lian stepped forward to support the fallen emperor and shouted loudly, "Hurry, pass on the imperial doctor, shi guard, escort Your Majesty back to the palace." The ministers were in a hurry. Yang Guang carried back to the Feiyun Temple Sima Dekan and Yu Wen and quickly commanded the imperial guards, searching for the traces of the queen and the prince everywhere in the city. But they mobilized the troops of the whole city to search every corner of the city, but everyone still found no trace.

After Yang Guang's room opened the emperor's belt, all frowned. The emperor's original injuries had been properly handled. If Jingxin was caring for one or two years, he could recover completely. But now, the emperor not only did not have the peace of mind, but also stayed in the city for most of the night, comforting the soldiers and cheering drums. The wound that had not yet healed had burst out again. In addition, the emperor's anger just now made the injury even worse.

"Imperial Doctor, what about Your Majesty's dragon body?" Su Wei asked hurriedly.

At present, the emperor fainted when he was injured in Yanmen City, and the queen disappeared again. Only a few of them could be in charge of the government affairs in the entire city.

The old man with the highest Chinese medicine skills in imperial doctors said solemnly, "Your Majesty's old injuries have not healed. Last night, he forced himself to work hard on the top of the city for a night. The wound has burst, but this bad news suddenly appears again, and he is even more anxious. The injury has just worsened a little. At present,

Your Majesty must be at rest and can no longer be angry." "Why has Your Majesty not woken up yet?"

"Your Majesty's injuries have not healed. Last night, I was tired at the top of the city for another night. I have just taken the medicine and have fallen asleep. When I wake up, it will be fine. You guys should think of a way to get the queen and the prince back before your Majesty wakes up." Su Wei, Pei Yun, Yu Wenhua and Yu Shiji looked at each other. Everyone had searched the entire Yanmen City, but they did not find any mosquitoes from the queen and the prince at all. At this time, everyone had already had a very bad idea in their minds. The queen and the prince had been robbed out of the city. Of course, it goes without saying that the one who robbed them must have fought all night last night.

"What should I do? Send someone to the Turkic camp to ask for people?" Yu Wenhua said hesitantly.

Pei Yun smiled bitterly, "I want people? Why? Although it is very likely that the queen and the prince are in the hands of the Turks, do you think the Turks will let go easily after finally capturing people?" What he said was that if the Turks propose that the soldiers in the city surrender, wouldn't it be a shame for themselves? At present, they are already helpless. After everyone sighed for a long time, they could only discuss and decide in the end, and while continuing to send people to search the city, some cavalry teams were sent to try to search out of the city. In addition, they sent people to closely monitor the movements of the Turkic camp, and they could only wait for the Turkic people to play the cards first, and they could only deal with the moves and make decisions when the emperor woke up.

In the Turkic camp outside Yanmen City, Shibi Khan's tui wrapped in a bun like a rice dumpling. He lies on the mat and scans the leaders of various tribes from time to time. But everyone is basically dejected, or just drinking strong wine.

I originally thought that last night's plan could capture Yanmen, and even the middle gave them this hope, but in fact, they experienced the worst battle to go south. Last night, the army died at Xicheng Gate, with nearly 10,000 injured. At present, there were only less than 30,000 exhausted soldiers left in the Turkic tent, and more than 10,000 wounded soldiers screaming and missing from the camp. Yanmen besieged the city to this day, with 150,000 troops under the city, and 100,000 dead at the city.

Shibi looked at these tribal leaders and wanted to curse people several times, but he swallowed the words at the end. Last night was the one they had the most chance to break the city, but no one expected that the tribal leaders would retreat in panic due to the loss of the Golden Wolf Crown.

But he couldn't blame them all for this matter. If he hadn't rushed to the Sui Army's formation with the Golden Wolf Crown, if he hadn't been injured and fell off the horse, he wouldn't have given the Sui Army that chance. Thinking of this, he would have been extremely depressed.

"Khan, now there are only 30,000 soldiers left in the camp. Have you recalled 50,000 soldiers from the third ministry of Pugu?" Ling Li asked.

Shibi lay there, speechless for a while. At the moment, he was probably only about 20,000 people left in the Sui army in the city. However, it was impossible for them to attack again in the Sui army guarding Yanmen City.
Chapter completed!