Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

But he didn't know whether this was a good thing or not.

After all, Song Chuan also knew that it was during big wars that many heroes will be born. These commanders who had yet become generals, these generals who were aiming to become great generals, would all be tempered greatly in the series of brutal wars that will come next.

Will they succeed?

Will they fail?

Song Chuan didn't know.

Only time can tell.

...

<Long Family Residence>

After the short morning court in which Emperor Yang Zhou reviewed their battle plan with Wei Da Kingdom, Song Chuan left quietly. He slowly made his way towards Long Family Residence and looked at the grand residence in front of him.

For the past two to three years, Old Madam Long didn't come out at all.

She was staying inside the residence and no one can make this old lady come out and greeted them. Of course, if the Imperial Family came, she will still come forward, but since the Imperial Family was busy, there was simply no time for them to spare to find this old lady and disturb her.

Song Chuan came to Long Family Residence and the steward announced his arrival. Because they were already used to him coming to visit from time to time, the servants had long told Old Madam Long.

Old Madam Long was staying in the garden, appreciating the flowers in front of her. She turned her head slightly when she saw Song Chuan walked in.

"Xiao Chuan is not busy?"

"Replying to Old Madam Long, this one is paying a short visit after the morning court to see you, Old Madam Long."

"What is there to see from this old bone?" Old Madam Long waved her hand. She looked at Song Chuan carefully and smiled faintly. "It's already time for the war, isn't it?"

Song Chuan was startled and then cupped his fist. "Yes, Old Madam Long."

"I see."

Old Madam Long was not surprised.

Back during the time when her husband was still active at the battlefield, he had said that it was their dream to conquer the other five kingdoms. Emperor Huan also longed to see that day.

But it was impossible at that time.

Fei Yang Kingdom was not strong enough and the other kingdoms were also at their peak, which caused battles to last for so many years without seeing its end.

Now, Emperor Yang Zhou had finally taken that step.

"Old Madam Long," Song Chuan called out, "General Long will be the one appointed to lead the battle. At the same time, his rank will be raised temporarily to be similar to that of a great general."

Great general...

Old Madam Long's finger trembled a bit when she heard that phrase. It was the title that her husband was proud of but also sighed deeply because the weight between the two words were very heavy.

'So, Xiao Ming had finally catch up, huh?'

The little brat who used to follow his father and claimed that he will become a general surpassing his father had now truly achieved his father's rank. It will take time for him to have the same influence as his father, but Old Madam Long only felt that it was hard on her son.

He had to work hard.

While his family members were left behind in the Capital City.

Old Madam Long sighed.

She thought of her little grandson who was also fighting at the frontline. The Long Family had truly paid so much for this kingdom. She just hoped that it was worth all the sacrifices they had given.

"You may leave."

Song Chuan knew that Old Madam Long was not in the state to talk, so he cupped his fist and left.

The garden was quiet.

Old Madam Long sat on her reclining chair and looked at the blue sky above her, praying to the Heavens to protect her son and grandson.

...

<Old Master Nan's Residence>

It was not only Old Madam Long who heard the news. Old Master Nan was listening to the report given by his subordinate in regards to the Emperor's decision and sighed deeply.

Back then, he and the other two were also dreaming to be able to see the entire land within the same kingdom.

But no matter how much they tried, they couldn't fully conquer other kingdoms.

The three of them sighed.

It was a pity.

Emperor Huan was getting older and so were they.

Their dream couldn't be realized by themselves, so they had to entrust the younger generations will be able to bring forward this dream and fully realized it. That was what they hoped back then.

< "Will there be someone among the younger generation who truly could do it?" Old Master Long once asked.>

< "I believe in them." Old Master Shangguan laughed. He held the cup of wine towards the other three men.>

<Old Master Nan smiled. "There will always be capable people from every generation. I wish that I can stay behind and see the day happen with my own eyes.">

<Emperor Huan laughed at their interaction as he held the cup of wine in his hand. He looked at the dimming sky and sighed. "I believe in my grandson. But if I don't have enough time to pass the message, I hope that you can be the one to deliver it, Old Long.">

Old Master Nan closed his eyes.

The images from back then disappeared one by one.

Their last gathering was held just a few days before Emperor Huan's death. After that, Emperor Xuan took the throne because the two grandsons were still too young. Fei Yang Kingdom experienced some massive changes during that time.

The three of them were helpless and could only do their duties as the great general. Even Emperor Xuan will not dare to touch this great general system that his father established before him.

If he did...

There will be extremely fierce resistance at the court.

Old Master Nan sighed.

'I can't participate this time, brats. Don't die out there.'