Collection of Huaxia: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten ancient figures

Huo Qubing looked at Ji Dong, who heaved a long sigh.

It's not that he doesn't want to save.

However, history has its own rules, which he can read but cannot interfere with.

Huo Qubing took a deep breath, then looked at Yu Qian.

"Sir, does he have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Ji Dong looked at Huo Qubing, then walked up to Yu Qian and squatted in front of him.

Yu Qian's originally closed eyes slowly opened.

He looked at the person in front of him with some doubts in his eyes.

He seemed to have seen this person before.

"Who are you?"

Lin Yi stretched out his hand to help Yu Qian up, "Lin Yi, the future generation, has met Master Lin."

Yu Qian was a little surprised, he looked at the two people next to him, and felt a little familiar.

Then he slowly wanted to kneel down again, thinking that these three people were here to save him.

"Three, if you come to rescue Yu Qian, then there is no need."

"The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die. Yu Qian will not leave."

"Yu Qian was not wrong at all. If he left, it would be a real mistake."

After Yu Qian finished speaking, he closed his eyes again, Huo Qubing walked in front of Yu Qian, just about to speak angrily, but restrained his temper, and said: "If we come to save you, why don't you leave?"

"Even if you remain anonymous, it's better than dying, right?"

Yu Qian chuckled and didn't answer.

Yue Fei walked up to him, looked at Yu Qian, and stretched out his hand to hold Huo Qubing.

"There is a bright moon in my heart, and the light shines brightly."

"He is not wrong, if he leaves, it is wrong."

"If he hurts himself and his family, it will make his morals ashamed."

After Yue Fei finished speaking, Yu Qian opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him. He smiled with a little emotion.

"Jun, know me!"

"Unfortunately, Ting Yi has no time to get to know Jun."

Yu Qian smiled, ready to be taken away by the people sent by the court at any time.

But after waiting for a while, he didn't hear the voice of the soldiers sent by the court to arrest him, and he didn't even hear the voices of the surrounding people.

He was a little surprised, and looked around carefully, only to find that everything around him seemed to be still.

Ji Dong reached out to help Yu Qian up again.

"Master Yu, don't you think it's a pity to die at this time?"

Yu Qian looked at Lin Yi in front of him, with some surprise in his eyes, he chuckled and shook his head.

"It's no pity to die for the country!"

"It's no pity to die for Huaxia!"

"It's not a pity to die for the Tao!"

He said three things are not a pity, his tone is flat but firm, just like his eternal poem.

I am not afraid of being smashed to pieces, but I want to stay innocent in the world.

Lin Yi looked at Yu Qian and asked, "Sir, do you have any wish to fulfill?"

Yu Qian looked at Ji Dong, and there seemed to be countless words in his eyes that he wanted to say, but he didn't say anything.

Yue Fei and Huo Qubing stood aside, looking at Yu Qian with regret in their eyes.

"Why don't you say, whatever wish you have, I can fulfill it for you!"

Huo Qubing said, gritting his teeth, feeling annoyed in his heart.

Yu Qian looked at Huo Qubing, said with a smile: "Young General, Yu Qian accepts the kindness, but Yu Qian is about to die, how can he talk about his wishes."

Yu Qian glanced at the three people in front of him, and took a long breath.

"Thank you, Yu Qian, for your kindness."

In the live broadcast room, seeing Yu Qian like this, everyone had tears in their eyes.

"Oh, I'm really helpless, we can't save Yu Qian, and we can't even fulfill his wish!"

"My heart hurts. I want to cry, but I can't cry at all. I just feel pain in my heart."

"He's about to die, how dare he talk about his wish! I'm too sad, too uncomfortable."

"Yu Qian is really loyal to the emperor and the country, but he can't get a good end. Seeing that many people in history are like this, I really feel uncomfortable!"

on the live screen.

Lin Yi looked at Yu Qian, and then said: "Mr. guards the gate of the country with his body, fights against aliens, and is not afraid of life and death."

"I am so admired, and I am willing to fulfill a wish for my husband."

Yu Qian looked at Ji Dong, the sincerity in Ji Dong made him feel that he was not fooling him.

Yu Qian chuckled, with a gentle look in his eyes.

"Just treat it as an old man's dream."

"Since your Excellency is a descendant, can you tell the old man that the future generations will be okay?"

In Yu Qian's eyes, he seemed casual and free and easy. He was a dying person, even if it was just a dream in front of him, it didn't matter.

Huo Qubing took two steps forward and looked at Ji Dong.

"gentlemen!"

With hope in his eyes, Lin Yi chuckled, looked at Yu Qian, and asked, "I dare not tell my husband, but I hope to show him."

Yu Qian was taken aback, see?
How can he see it?

Huo Qubing looked at Yu Qian, and said with a smile: "Come and see with us, by the way, I forgot to mention."

"I am Huo Qubing, the champion of Han Dynasty!"

Yue Fei cupped his hands lightly.

"Song, Yue Fei."

Yu Qian was taken aback, his eyes trembling.

"Who are you? Huo Qubing and Yue Fei?!!!"

Yu Qian looked at the two of them, Huo Qubing was wearing Han Dynasty armor, while Yue Fei was wearing Song Dynasty armor.

This armor is not newly cast, and both of them have dark blood stains on their armor, which cannot be faked anyway.

Not to mention.

Yu Qian looked at the suspended scenery around him.

Everything in the past four weeks told him that the three people in front of him were indeed not extraordinary people.

Yu Qian looked up to the sky, there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

"See you in a pity!"

"See you in a pity!"

"I, Yu Qian, was able to meet Champion Hou and King Wu Mu before I died!"

"Yu Qian, I have no regrets even though I die!"

Yu Qian closed his eyes slowly, then opened them again immediately, and reached out to hold Ji Dong.

"Sir, can Yu Qian really go to the afterlife?"

Ji Dong nodded, and then motioned for Yu Qian to look up.

Yu Qian looked up slowly, the originally sunny day turned into a night sky, and two stars lit up next to a bright moon.

Then next to the moon, the third star lit up, and the light was so bright that it gradually covered the moon next to it.

Yu Qian stretched out his hand to block the dazzling light, and when the light faded away, he looked up again and saw a middle-aged man with a knife appeared in front of him.

The middle-aged man was waving a knife in the courtyard, and the long knife in his hand was as smooth and powerful as a dragon entering the sea.

The long knife pierced the air, making a whirring sound, and sweat appeared on his forehead.

The knife became more and more fierce and decisive, and the eyes of the middle-aged man were full of calmness. He pulled the long knife, retracted the knife, and cut it out suddenly!

One trick and one style, flowing clouds and flowing water.

Yu Qian looked at Ji Dong, and Lin Yi looked at the middle-aged man.

"This one is the general after your lord, Qi Jiguang."

"He led the Ming army to fight against the Japanese, and he is a famous general in Chinese history who fought against foreigners."

"He was impeached in his later years, dismissed from office and returned to his hometown."

After Lin Yi finished speaking, Yu Qian, Huo Qubing, and Yue Fei looked at Qi Jiguang.

His saber was still slashing the air in front of him, and from the gesture of his saber, it seemed that he could vaguely see that he was full of vigor in his early years.

Qi Jiguang turned around and was just about to chop off the knife, but his hand shook, dispelling the accumulated momentum of the knife, and the long knife fell to his feet all of a sudden, making a bang.

He froze for a moment, looked at the knife on the ground, and sighed.

"Old, old."

Qi Jiguang squatted down tremblingly with his waist supported, and picked up the knife.

He fought in his early years, and left behind many unseen diseases on his body.

Although he is only in his 40s, his body is no different from that of a 90-year-old man.

Qi Jiguang smiled, as if mocking himself for not being able to hold a knife now.

He sighed, picked up the knife and stood up slowly, but when he stood up, he saw four people standing in front of him.

He raised his head and looked at the person in front of him. When he glanced at Yu Qian, he froze for a moment.

"Yu, my lord?"