Chapter 213 General Order (End)
Ye Xiaomo was completely shocked, and it took her a while to recover her voice: "You just said to assassinate Dongli Guoshi Si Luojun..."

"That's right. I have been lurking in Dongli for ten years. Fortunately, I did not disgrace my mission. Today I have to remove the powerful enemy for the general."

"Wait a minute." Ye Xiaomo felt his head hurt. Dongli's commander Wu Qiong was actually a subordinate of Jiang Ling. This was really shocking.

Ye Xiaomo was thinking about it, when suddenly a sharp arrow hit the sky, she only felt her eyes go dark, and then she saw Wu Qiong pull her off the horse quickly, and the two rolled on the ground.

Ye Xiaomo stood up with Wu Qiong's support, but saw a man standing opposite with an arrow, with a beautiful face and a slender figure, the bow was drawn in his hand, and the point of the arrow was pointing at her—it was Si Luojun.

Si Luojun's clothes were messy and covered with blood. It was obvious that he escaped after a life-and-death fight. He walked towards the two of them slowly, and said with a sarcasm, "I didn't expect...that I missed your move, Wu Qiong, Even you betrayed me..."

Ye Xiaomo was shocked, where did this guy run out from?
But seeing Si Luojun staring at Wu Qiong with a ferocious face, he said: "I have cultivated you for more than ten years, and let you hold my Dongli hundreds of thousands of troops in your hands. you?"

"Dongli has been in Jinghong for 30 years, and Dongli is in civil strife. Who blocked an arrow for you and saved your life? I put Dongli's military power in your hands. Never thought that you would repay me like this!"

"I pushed you to a high position with my own hands. I originally thought that we are both abandoned and trapped in this world, so we can cherish each other and support each other. Who would have thought that you would approach me with a purpose from the beginning! Since it was Ruxi at the beginning Why should you be loyal to me?"

Wu Qiong obviously didn't know how to face Si Luojun, he didn't dare to look at Si Luojun, and he bowed his head in silence after hearing this.

However, the next second, Si Luojun suddenly let go and stabbed him in the heart with a sharp arrow.

"Whoever betrays me, die!"

"Be careful!"

"General!"

An arrow flew in and pierced his chest, Ye Xiaomo hadn't felt the piercing pain, but a series of reminders suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Ding! The guardian mission is completed! Get 1000 points, the system will be upgraded in three seconds, three, two, one! Ding! The system has been upgraded successfully, congratulations to the host for opening the intermediate speech skill!"

She slowly closed her eyes, only to see Si Luojun fell to the ground with her, with a sword stuck in his chest, bleeding profusely, already dying.

It turned out that when Wu Qiong was at a critical moment, Wu Qiong had already taken a step forward and threw his sword away. How could he not know Si Luojun's character after being together for more than ten years, so what he originally held was the intention of dying together.

Ye Xiaomo murmured: "As expected, I knew..."

Wu Qiong knelt down on the ground, her eyes widened in disbelief, the person in front of her closed her eyes, as if she was sleeping peacefully, the bright red blood gradually dried up and darkened, but it was a foregone conclusion in a single thought, and he was the only one left to survive.

He tremblingly lifted Jiang Ling up and held him in his arms, sobbing softly, over and over again.

"General."

"General."

"General..."

……

Wu Qiong lived in a slave camp, the son of a military prostitute, with a low status, even worse than livestock.

When he was eight or nine years old, he not only looked as thin as a six-year-old child, but also couldn't speak. He worked the most menial jobs and ate scraps all day long.

In winter nights in Nanliang, heavy snow covered the ground for several feet, and the dripping water turned into ice at night, but he could only stay in a corner of the cold and damp pig shed, enduring the cold wind and heavy snow, and only waited for one day to freeze to death, so he asked people to find a place wherever he wanted Buried, as if he had never been in the world, humble and lowly like ants.

At the age of 15, Nanliang and Dong Lizhan fought. The slave camp escorted a group of slaves to the front line to lure the enemy.

The battles were raging on the front line. After they entered the Nanliang barracks, they knelt outside the barracks, waiting for the handover.

Wu Qiong still remembers that day, when his unkempt fellow slave was prostrate on the ground, a bay red pony with a bell swayed past, and a young boy in red fell off.

The incident happened suddenly, he stretched out his hand to catch the person, but because of his thin body, he was thrown forward instead.

The little boy got up from the ground with a "Yeah", and said angrily, "You don't pick up people well!"

Wu Qiong crawled to the ground in fear, her whole body clinging to the ground, terrified.

Seeing that he was shaking all over, the young boy squatted down and poked him with his hand. His voice was childish and seemed to be puzzled: "Why are you so timid?"

Wu Qiong pursed her lips and was not sure how to answer. The soldier in charge of them had already come out of the camp and waved his hand: "All of you, follow me!"

Wu Qiong immediately got up from the ground, and when she saw the young boy looking at him with a pair of dark eyes, his breathing was stagnant, he opened his mouth, and finally said three words like a mosquito: "I'm sorry."

When he turned around and was about to leave with the team, he heard that childish voice behind him:
"Wait!"

Bingtou stopped to look at him, and said flatteringly, "Young Master Jiang, what are you doing?"

The young master waved his hand and pointed at him. He said with a smile on his red lips and white teeth, "Let me keep this person."

Wuqiong's life has undergone earth-shaking changes since then.

It was only later that he found out that the young man who fell on him was Jiang Ling, the daughter of Jiang Ran, the great general of Nanliang.

In the 13th year of Jiaxin in Nanliang, Jiang Ran and his son went out to fight against Dongli, but unfortunately they were shrouded in the frontier.

When the news came back, the Jiang Mansion was full of wailing, wrapped in white clothes, full of sorrow.

In the cold night, he and Jiang Ling stood outside the mourning hall. When the shadows of the trees were dancing, she looked at her father and brother in the mourning hall, but her eyes were firm.

At this time, Jiang Ling couldn't do anything.

She said to him: "Wu Qiong, can I ask you a favor?"

He knelt down under her skirt and said word by word: "Wuqiong will definitely live up to your mission!"

This is a few years.

Later, others heard that she led the king's order to fight and won a great victory. In the 17th year of Jiaxing, she fought Dongli again and won another great victory.

Time passed and five years passed by in a hurry. He was lurking in the Dongli Kingdom and had already become the commander of Dongli with a heavy army, facing her from a distance.

When he murdered 30 Nanliang soldiers, he didn't know it. When he hurried to the Dongli military camp, he was caught in heavy snow and trapped in the wilderness.

The heavy snow fell, and the vast world was completely white. He was so cold and confused, and his consciousness gradually faded. At the last moment, he suddenly remembered, but it was also that night when she stood with him under the shadow of the tree. She said to him: "I want to I want you to sneak into Dongli and kill Dongli Guoshi for me."

He knelt down under her skirt and said word by word: "I will not disgrace my mission."

That's right, Dongli Guoshi has already died, and the new Guoshi has also taken over, but why can't he go back?
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