Chapter 421 No Regrets in Life
Zuo Lengchan returned to his temporary residence full of joy. These eight thousand cavalrymen were the best assist for him to be granted the title of marquis.

But when he pushed open the door and walked in, he saw Zhao Sihai and Sha Tianjiang approaching him with sad faces: "Master Brother, Brother Ding may not be able to make it."

Zuo Lengchan's face changed and he said angrily, "Impossible, it was fine yesterday, how come it's gone in one night?!"

Zhao Sihai and Sha Tianjiang opened their mouths, not knowing how to explain. His condition yesterday was obviously better than that of the seriously injured Fei Binlehou, but this morning he suddenly started vomiting blood, and then fell to the ground, becoming increasingly weak.

Zuo Lengchan didn't care about his joy and rushed to Ding Mian's residence using his lightness skills.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Lu Bai, Fei Bin and Le Hou being carried in by the royal guards. Zhong Zhen, Tang Ying'e, Weng Buchen, Sha Tianjiang, Deng Bagong and Gao Kexin also arrived one after another.

"Master Brother."

Hearing Ding Mian calling him, Zuo Lengchan immediately walked into the room. Seeing the pale-faced Ding Mian, he quickly stepped forward, held his hand and consoled him, "Junior Brother Ding, hold on for a while. I'll go find the general and ask for a miraculous elixir for you."

"Brother, no need to bother."

Ding Mian grabbed Zuo Lengchan's hand and said with a smile: "When I was young, I was brave and aggressive in the martial arts world, so I suffered many injuries. This serious injury triggered the old injury, and I can't get over it."

"Junior Brother Ding!"

"Brother, wait for me to finish!"

Ding Mian stopped Zuo Lengchan and said leisurely, "There are only two things I can't let go of. One is the Songshan Sect. But with you here, Songshan has prospered, and I have no regrets. The other is Wang Sanniang who lives in the Songshan Villa. When I came out, she was already pregnant. Please take care of her, brother!"

Zuo Lengchan immediately assured: "Don't worry, your child is my child. After he is born, I will adopt him as my son and make sure he grows up safely. If you break this oath, God will strike you with lightning!"

"Ahem. If my senior brother is a boy, then we can call him Ding Peng."

Ding Mian smiled, his eyes becoming cloudy: "In my life, I practiced sword and martial arts with my senior brother when I was young, traveled the world with him in my early years, fought on the battlefield with him in my middle age, and now I have children at the age of forty. Hahaha. This life is not in vain, this life is not in vain!"

"Junior brother, junior brother!!!"

Hearing Zuo Lengchan's shrill wail coming from inside the house, everyone present couldn't help but feel nervous. They understood that the second best master of Songshan School, Ding Mian, was gone. For a moment, the air was filled with an indescribable sadness. Everyone's eyes were wet. Fei Bin burst into tears and slapped the bed hard, blaming himself: "Why did I provoke him to fight again on the battlefield yesterday? Why!!!"

Taoist priest Tianmen, who had rushed over with the wooden box in his hand, was stunned when he heard Fei Bin's crying. He couldn't help but sighed and said, "I'm still late."

Tang Ying'e wiped away his tears, walked over and bowed, saying, "Master Tianmen, we are unable to receive guests today, please forgive us."

"Ah, I understand."

Taoist priest Tianmen handed the wooden box to Tang Ying'e and consoled him: "Returning to one's roots is called tranquility, and tranquility is called returning to destiny. Life and death are determined by destiny, and life and death are the same. If you need any help, just let me know."

"Thank you, Taoist Tianmen!"

After sending the other party away, Tang Ying'e opened the wooden box and saw a hundred-year-old ginseng inside. It was obviously given by Taoist Tianmen to prolong Ding Mian's life, but it was a pity that he was one step too late.

Thinking of this, Tang Ying'e couldn't help but burst into tears.
That night, Zhu Shou also received the news. He felt a pity and lamented that the country had lost a brave general. He then granted General Guangwei the title of General, and sent his coffin back to his hometown for a grand burial. His son was admitted to the Imperial Academy. As it was still wartime, Zuo Lengchan could only send someone to escort his junior brother's body back to Songshan, planning to go back in person to mourn after the war subsided.

He sat next to Ding Mian, feeling inexplicably tired, as if a heavy burden was pressing on his shoulders.

Suddenly, a trace of trance flashed through Zuo Lengchan's mind, and he was shocked to realize that he had already stepped into the threshold of knowing the destiny. After more than fifty years, he had experienced many vicissitudes, and it was not a waste of time.

Thinking of this, the decadent atmosphere in Zuo Lengchan's heart instantly dissipated. He looked at Ding Mian and said calmly: "Junior brother, I want to go further. Just wait and see!"

At the same time, in the big tent of the Kharchin tribe, a whole roasted lamb was placed in front of Ou Zanghua, and two girls in Mongolian robes were cutting the lamb for him.

The whole roasted lamb has an attractive golden and shiny appearance, the skin is roasted to a crispy brown color, and the meat inside is soft and tender.

Ou Zanghua took a bite and found the spices and mutton to be a perfect combination. It was rich but not greasy, with distinct layers of taste and an endless aftertaste. It was indeed an unforgettable delicacy.

In fact, during the Yuan Dynasty, "Pu Tongshi Liu Lamb" made a detailed record of roasting a whole lamb: "Build a furnace three feet deep on the ground, burn the surrounding area with fire until the whole lamb is red, put the lamb in an iron grate, cover it with willow leaves, and cook it until it is done."

It can be seen that in any era, once anyone reaches a certain level, they will not treat themselves badly in terms of food.

So it is a bit far-fetched to think of challenging the imperial chef with a seasoning packet of instant noodles.

Li Mu and Wang Twelve entered the tent together. After saluting, they said, "General, the supplies have been registered. This place is close to water, and there are cattle, sheep and horses. With the supplies we brought, the 30,000 troops can live here for three months."

"In addition, Sun Da and Li Xiaowu encountered a mysterious Red Army scout army 70 miles to the west. However, the enemy was very cautious and withdrew immediately after discovering Sun Da and his companions."

"Seventy miles away"

While Ou Zanghua was thinking, he signaled the two girls to cut a portion of mutton for Li Mu and Wang Twelve as well.

The two men didn't hesitate to express their gratitude and took the mutton and started eating.

"Please rest assured, Governor. Three months is enough time for us to wipe out the surrounding tribes." Wang Twelve finished the mutton in two or three bites, looked at Ou Zanghua's pensive expression, and immediately expressed his opinion.

Mother Li also smiled and said, "What you said makes sense."

"What's so proud about sweeping away these misfits?" Ou Zanghua waved his hand and looked at Mu Gaoweng who was standing aside with his eyes fixed on the two girls.

Lao Gao doesn't believe that these women, whose entire families were killed by his young master yesterday, would be willing to serve him today. They must be planning a sneak attack.

When Wang and Li heard what Ou Zanghua said, they were a little confused. It seemed that the Governor was planning to play big!
Ou Zanghua waved his hand, signaling the two girls to leave, and then said to Mu Gaoweng: "Gao Weng, you are familiar with Mobei, I need you to lead the cavalry."

"Sir, please tell me where to go." Mu Gao was stunned for a moment, then bowed and said.

"Tumochuan!"

Li Mu and Wang Twelve were startled at the same time and looked up at Ou Zanghua.
(End of this chapter)