hereditary wrong country

The atmosphere eased, Qi Wei was given a thin horse, tried to catch up with Runzhi several times, but no matter how fast or not, he was driven ten steps away by Yongyan, knowing that this person intended to interfere, so he had to secretly Gritting his teeth, he chatted with Chen Xiao like a chatterbox.

Run Zhi: "Qi Xiaowei is a bit naughty, after all he helped us, why do you have such a big prejudice against him?"

Yongyan: "He is staring at you."

Runzhi: "Brother Yan is jealous?"

Yongyan: "Yes."

The author has something to say: It’s cold at night in my hometown, babies must add some clothes to prevent colds~

☆, War Lonely City

On the Yunnan-Tibet battlefield, the wind in Shangyong Pass is bitter, and the dripping water turns into ice.

The spring breeze is not over, and the He family army stationed in Tibet for generations joined the imperial horse and infantry five days ago, and launched a desperate battle with the Gurkha barbarians.Seven thousand soldiers on the Gurkha border fought bloody battles, but they were outnumbered and retreated in succession. They were besieged in Shangyong City.

Seven thousand soldiers died in battle and more than four thousand people were killed. Most of the survivors were injured.

The sky became more gloomy, and He Lin's face was covered with blood and dust. She bent her knees and leaned against the base of the city wall, trying her best to tear off the armor from the flesh.I inspected the seriously injured soldiers just now and counted the number of deaths. Today, another 110 people died.

The food ran out early yesterday morning, and the soldiers spontaneously organized to dig the grass roots, set up a pot to cook soup, the general Pi thought about it, took off his belt and stewed it.

If there is no one to rescue, it will not last for three days. The soldiers in this city may die of illness or starve to death, and they will die for the country.

He Lin stood up, revealing her bronze-colored back with gnarled muscles. A knife wound more than an inch deep ran through her back, and the bones were visible.

He Lin climbed up the steps along the city wall with one branch, and passed through layers of walls. The enemy army was covered in darkness as far as the eye could see, like a hyena with a long tongue waiting to die.

"Boys!" He Lin's leopard eyes were red, and her lips, which were as hard as a rock, trembled slightly, "I am trapped here today. When we live or die, reinforcements may not come before we turn into dry bones." He pressed his fist tightly On the bridge of the nose, full of desperate grief, he said with difficulty, "You also have two elders, wives and children, they are waiting for you to return home... I am incompetent! I will lead everyone into danger..."

"General!" All the soldiers were moved to tears, He Lin choked up several times, the veins on her forehead tensed up, her chest heaved violently, but she insisted on speaking.

"My sons and daughters, only He Lin is enough to die for the country!" The seven-foot man, heartbroken, "Surrender—"

"General! Don't surrender!" Everyone said, "I would rather die than treason!"

"Okay!" He Lin looked up to the sky and screamed, uttering a scream that shook the world like a trapped beast, "Folks follow me—fight to the last stand!!!"

"Open the city gate—!"

More than [-] people supported each other to get up, the crowd was excited, and they raised their weapons high, "Fight!!!"

The gate of the city was opened, and the enemy army poured into the city like a tide. Three thousand soldiers fought hard in the crowded sea of ​​people, fighting each other——

The enemy's army continued to flow, and gradually scattered the few He's troops, and the remaining soldiers were quickly beheaded and wiped out.

He Lin swung the gun with one hand, and stabbed the battle flag into the ground with the other hand. She was soaked in blood, and she looked like the god of war in ancient times.

The Gurkha enemy army wiped out most of the Qing army, and finally approached He Lin one after another, as if they wanted to drag him down by fighting with wheels.

He Lin's armor is torn, and the brass heart mirror hangs in the crook of his arm like an old iron sheet. His chest and back are covered with wounds, his skin and flesh are torn and dripping with blood, but he still swings it like a machine, stabbing the enemy in front of him. He pierced through it, and then pulled it back with all his strength, but unexpectedly, the stainless steel gun head got stuck between the bones, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what!

Seeing the opportunity, the surrounding enemy soldiers raised their knives and slashed. He Lin raised her hand to block, and the two fingers of her left hand were cut off by sharp blades in a flash, and fell to the ground, instantly being trampled into a pulp.

He Lin didn't care about the pain, and punched a soldier in the face. The soldier spurted blood from his mouth and flew backwards. He Lin took the weapon with her strength, and immediately someone who came after her would make up for the gap.He Lin was besieged by enemies on both sides, with a big knife across his chest, slashing up and down, struggling to kill, suddenly there was a sharp pain in his ribs, he tried his best to pull out the dagger pierced into his waist, his internal organs could be seen faintly squirming in the gap.

The blood was almost gone. He Lin spread her feet shoulder-width apart, holding her long knife on the ground, trying to support herself so that she could not fall down. The long smoke in the lonely city lit up, reflecting a round of red sun, and the light of the knife flashed——

In the year when He Lin left Beijing, the magnolia bloomed very well in the capital, but he had just learned of his brother's secret and was shocked and disgusted in his heart.

I don't want to go here for many years, and it will take more than ten years to go away.

In the cold wind, he never recalled the past, only occasionally felt guilty during the Double Ninth Festival, and he never gave anything in the name of uncle.

Now the elder brother, that kid, must have grown up too. When he left, he was just a knee-high little snow dumpling, hugging his calf and calling Second Uncle all the time.

Second uncle, second uncle.

He Lin never had children, and married his wife when she was in her twenties. He is a lady of Jiangzhou weaving family, but his temper is too hot, and he beats him with his hands.

He always thought that if he had restrained his temper back then and managed to live a life, he might have a child, just like Runzhi, and he would call him second uncle.

Oh, the one born by oneself can't be called the second uncle, it should be called the father.

"Second uncle—"

I've said it all, call me Dad.

"Second uncle!!!!"

He Lin suddenly opened her eyes!

The only remaining Qing army broke out and shouted desperately: "Reinforcement! Reinforcement is coming——!"

The situation is reversed instantly!Yong Yan led the hussars battalion to cut into the enemy army, tearing a gap in the enemy army formation like a sharp knife!

"Second uncle—hold on!" Runzhi roared, "Son! Go—"

With a roar that shook the sky, the snow leopard rushed into the crowd like lightning, its fangs were sharp, and it bit anyone it met, rampaging and biting a bloody path!

The Tengjia Army was well-trained, and quickly spread its wings, showing a tendency to outflank.

City gate upstairs

General Kashgar stood with his hands behind his back, with deep eye sockets and a hooked nose, which was obviously of Yi ethnicity, and he was quietly observing the battle situation at the moment.

under the city gate

Yongyan rode like a broken bamboo, broke through the formation first, the enemy retreated steadily, and the rattan armor surrounded them inwardly. All martial arts were strong, and the rattan armor was invulnerable. Legs; Yuan Rui cut the head with one sword, and the two cooperated tacitly, seamlessly.

The enemy army suddenly suffered heavy losses, the formation collapsed, and there were too many people, which made it inconvenient. They couldn't get instructions from the commander for a while, so they had to form their own battalions and let others slaughter them.

The general on the top of the city gate narrowed his eyes slightly, and the old man who looked like a military adviser stepped forward and whispered to him in a low voice.

The strange sound of horns resounded through the sky——

"Ming Jin?" Yuan Rui cut the enemy off the horse, wiped the blood on his face, "They want to withdraw their troops?!"

Yin Zhuangtu's heart tightened, and he looked up the tower, and found that the tower was already empty. In an instant, the [-] Kashgar army seemed to have received an order, and they all began to move to the outside, trying to break through the siege of the Tengjia army.

"Second uncle—"

Jing Yu soared into the air, stepping on the pile of corpses and ran towards He Lin. He Lin stretched out her hand, and Yong Yan turned slightly sideways. The two palms touched and held each other tightly.

Jing Yu snorted, and with three people on his back, he galloped, obviously struggling.

"Runzhi?" He Lin narrowly escaped death, but her face remained unchanged, she raised her leg and kicked over a running soldier, "Little brat, what are you doing here!"

"I'm here to save you, Second Uncle!" Yong Yan was sandwiched between Runzhi and He Lin, surrounded by the sound of clashing weapons and constant shouts, making it extremely difficult to speak.

"Your father asked you to come?" He Lin shouted, "He doesn't want your life?"

"It's not my father...be careful behind your back!"

He Lin lowered her body a little, clamped the tip of the gun stabbed in her back under her armpit, and exerted all her force.

"Who else could it be if it wasn't him! Little bastard! How dare you bully your second uncle!"

Yongyan Hengdao removed the arm of the person on the side, and said calmly, "It has nothing to do with you."

He Lin: "..."

He Lin was furious: "Who is Er Nai! Report your name!"

"You can't fight, you can't fight!" Runzhi shouted, "He is the prince! You can't fight! Second uncle!"

"How about the prince! The sky is high and the emperor is far away, so you can hit him!"

"Hey——" Runzhi was out of breath, and the Kashgar army of ten thousand people gathered into a group, broke through the siege of the rattan army, and rushed towards the valley like a dike——

"Don't let the enemy escape!" Yuan Rui cut off a man's head, stepped on the corpse and yelled heroically, "Boys—take advantage of the victory and pursue!"

"No," Yin Zhuangtu looked solemn, hesitating slightly, "They have the upper hand in numbers, and there is a chance of winning by reorganizing the team, why did they run away..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yongyan put down the seriously injured He Lin and handed him over to take care of him. The latter nodded at him wearily as a greeting. Yin Zhuangtu nodded and roughly bandaged the wounds on his hands and abdomen.

"Don't chase after poor bandits," He Lin said with a sigh of relief, "Gurkhas are cunning, I'm afraid they will be cheated."

"The morale of the enemy army has been exhausted, so there is nothing to be afraid of," Yuan Rui said, "If we don't take advantage of the victory and pursue the attack at this time, how long will it take to eradicate the foreign barbarians in one fell swoop!"

Yong Yan seemed a little moved, and said to Run Zhidao, "You wait for me here."

"Take me with you!" Runzhi said firmly.

"You're not allowed to go, brat! Your father doesn't want you to live, and I don't want to see you die!"

Runzhi got on his horse, turned his head and made a grimace, his tongue flicked up and down, "Slightly slightly~~"

Kacha——He Lin's steel heart shattered into a pile of iron dross...

Yin Zhuangtu first arranged for a small number of wounded soldiers to enter the city to distribute food and fodder, while the rest of the Tengjia army mounted their horses, rectified their ranks, and pursued the enemy.

It was getting late, and there was a strong wind blowing in the valley, like a ghost kiln weeping.

Yongyan's arms were strong and powerful, holding Runzhi firmly in front of him, the smell of blood and dust enveloped him, making him faintly aware that the killing was approaching.

The Tengjia army all entered the valley and pursued quickly.

The ground trembled slightly, and the fine sand and stones rustled. Yin Zhuangtu stood on his horse and looked back.

After a while, Yin Zhuangtu yelled, "It's not good! Retreat quickly!"

Countless torches were instantly lit up on the cliffs on both sides of the valley, as if jumping lights, Runzhi looked up in surprise, and saw that the sides of the mountain wall were covered in darkness, full of the Kashgar army that had just been defeated steadily!

The author has something to say: Happy Teacher's Day~~~ My favorite second uncle is here~~

☆, a reverse journey

Almost instantly, countless burning wooden cages rolled down the cliffs on both sides of the valley!

The wooden cages are all made of fire thorns, they move against the wind, touch the grass and burn, just like red lanterns all over the mountains and plains, within a short while, there are raging fires everywhere, reflecting the night sky like day.

The wooden cage fell to the ground and burst into pieces. The incident happened suddenly. Most of the rattan armored army had no time to shed their armor. They were ignited by flying sparks and turned into fireballs in an instant——

Yongyan tightened the reins, his feathers neighed in shock, he raised his hoof to avoid the shooting firewood, Runzhi shouted, "What's going on!"

"It's been tricked!" Yuan Rui shouted loudly, "Quickly retreat!"

Yin Zhuangtu's fingers trembled, the veins on his forehead popped out, and he shot a burning man rolling all over the ground with an arrow.The army turned around, but the entrance to the mountain was already surrounded by Kashgar enemy troops holding fire arrows.

"Turn around!" Yin Zhuangtu's voice trembled as he shouted vigorously, "Run forward!"

Fire arrows spread all over the sky, shooting from behind——

Yong Yan turned around, swung the long knife, opened and closed, the movements were very coherent, the blades connected into a silvery white phantom, dense enough for needles, slashing arrows all over the ground.

Runzhi shook the reins fiercely, Yongyan said, "Hurry up!"

Jing Yu shot out like Bai Lian, and galloped forward through the sea of ​​swords, rain and flames.

Huge boulders and fire dragons rolled down from time to time around, the mountains shook and the ground trembled, ears roared, the bull was not flat and his face was black and gray, he picked up a boulder blocking the way, jumped over a scorched corpse, moistened his eyes slightly Turning red, he vaguely recognized that the unrecognizable person was Qiao Guozi.

"Don't look," Yong Yan put his palm on his face, "Are you afraid?"

"Not afraid."

The fire became more and more violent, and amidst the turbulence, a corner of red cloth slanted out from Runzhi's arms——

Tips! ! ! !

No different from Feng Sheng in a desperate situation, Runzhi trembled with excitement, and the dangers all around him made him forget Liu Fengchu's entrustment before leaving. Fortunately, this life-saving kit was not lost.

"Heaven will not kill me!" Runzhi tremblingly took out the red kit.

Master, Master, you have a spirit in the sky, bless us to escape from the sky!

At the same time, Liu Fengchu, who was far away in the capital, stuffed a piece of bamboo into the stove, and sneezed hard——

Runzhi opened the kit, and wrote a big word on the paper:

run

Runzhi: "..."

Runzhi broke down and shouted: "I knew it! I knew Shorty Liu was unreliable!"

Yong Yan had no time to distract himself, he tried his best to slash the fire arrow with his knife, his legs clamped tightly on the horse's belly, Jing Yu spit white foam from his mouth, and ran wildly all the way.

Runzhi took out the blue kits tied side by side, basically giving up hope.

Sure enough, there are two big words on the paper:

Run

"Liu Bian! You want to kill me!!!"

The mountain turned sharply, the cliffs on both sides gradually lowered, and entered the open land. The attack speed of the fire arrows did not decrease, but became more dense.

With tears in his eyes, Runzhi unfolded the last black kit with a mortal heart.

"Brother Yan, are we going to die here?"

Yongyan's arm gradually became numb, constantly surpassing his physical limit, but he still persisted, gritted his teeth and said, "No."

The last piece of paper was full of words, Runzhi seemed to be grasping at a straw, and read aloud without hesitation, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-so-"

"What?!" Yong Yan asked.

"I-I don't-know-the Tao, emptiness is form!" Runzhi continued to read, "When you walk in the deep version of the Paramita for a long time, you will see that the five aggregates are empty, and you will overcome all hardships! Uncover the truth, uncover the truth, wave Luo Sengjiedi, Bodhisattva...what does this word read?!"

"Liu Fengchu is the most handsome—" Runzhi finished the last sentence.

one second...

two seconds...

three seconds...

Nothing happened.

Runzhi let out a desperate roar: "Liu Fengchu, I am □□ grandma!!!!!!"

Yongyan said, "Runzhi, there is another sentence on the back!"

Runzhi burst into tears, turned the paper over, and saw a few inconspicuous small characters in the lower corner, which read:

Burn it with fire, the effect is better

Runzhi: "..."

A thin page fluttered and fell into the fire and turned into ashes. At almost the same moment, a very fast and bright light flashed across the distant sky——

Suddenly there was thunder, and the air veins formed into a giant dragon that stretched between the sky and the earth, as if an ancient giant beast roared, and instantly formed clouds and rain!

The heavy raindrops hit the face, and the fire among the mountains was extinguished in an instant. The dark clouds covered the moon, the trees were scorched black, and there were charred corpses everywhere.

The exit of the mountain was right in front of him, Yin Zhuangtu shouted in the rain, "Go to the plain and go out of the mountain, run separately!"

on the cliff

The Kashgar enemy army set up a huge crossbow tall by one man, with an arrow shaft as thick as an arm, and three people pulled the bow, and the crossbow string was stretched to the full——

exit

The dawn was just ahead, and Runzhi was extremely nervous. At this moment, Yongyan let out a muffled snort, and suddenly leaned forward, so much that Runzhi leaned forward, and then quickly stabilized his figure.

"Brother Yan?"

After a while, Yongyan put his arms around Runzhi, put half of his weight on him, and said, "Go quickly, don't look back."

Runzhi faintly sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't dare to turn around rashly, so he could only shout desperately, "Drive!!!"

There were only a small number of enemy troops besieging the mountain pass. Just as the rest of the Tengjia army gathered in panic and rushed towards the mountain pass led by Yong Yan, a person suddenly appeared in front——

Kashgar General Dolan Heshuo was wearing silver armor and straddling a steed, with an indifferent expression, a silver crossbow was placed on his forearm, and the arrow pointed at Runzhi's head, reflecting a cold and hard luster under the moonlight.

Yongyan's breath was a little unsteady, "From my arms, take it out."

"What?!" Runzhi's pupils reflected the shape of a silver crossbow. The situation was extremely critical. He reached into Yongyan's armor with his backhand and groped tremblingly, "What, where is it?"

whoosh-

The first silver crossbow pierced through the long wind, Yongyan tried his best to hold down Runzhi, the two of them lowered their bodies slightly, the arrow pierced into the armor on Yongyan's head, piercing the steel armor, and flew backwards .

The saddle was pressed against Run's abdomen, and he finally touched the thing wrapped in yellow cloth—it turned out to be a large bowl of muzzled guns!

The hard iron handle permeated Yongyan's body temperature, Runzhi's hands couldn't help trembling, he could barely breathe, he couldn't stop muttering, "I can't, I can't..."

"You can do it."

"I really can't, I don't know how to fire a gun, I haven't killed anyone, I really..." Runzhi swallowed hard, almost crying for forgiveness.

"You can do it," Yong Yan lowered his head, and pressed his lips against his ear, slowly but firmly, "You know how to fire a blunderbuss, you did it before, you forgot..."

Yong Yan's words were like a flash of lightning, piercing the chaotic sky in an instant!In an instant, countless never-before-seen images flashed through Runzhi's mind.

whoosh-

The second silver crossbow roared towards him, Yong Yan turned his face slightly, the arrow's light pierced the flesh and drew a deep mark.

Runzhi was pressed down and couldn't turn his head back, he just felt warm liquid falling on his face.

Runzhi was so anxious that he shouted, "Brother Yan!"

Yongyan's panting became rapid, as if he was in extreme pain, he tried his best to suppress it, "It's nothing, just concentrate."

Yong Yan held his hand, and the two intertwined their fingers, holding the firecracker between them.

Five hundred steps, three hundred steps, one hundred steps—

There was a loud noise, and the fireball burst out, carrying thunderbolt sparks, and passed through Dolan's gentle eyebrows first--

The general fell.

The enemy army had no leader, but after a moment of turmoil, they regrouped like enraged beasts, and surrounded the entrance of the mountain like a tsunami, as if they wanted to avenge the general.

Runzhi's lips trembled, and he asked, "...he's dead? Why are they still..."

He didn't wait for any answer, his body turned cold, and Yong Yan fell headfirst from the horse.

Run Zhi's heart seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, everything happened in an instant, he didn't even have time to think, so he let go of Jing Yu's rein.

When jumping off the horse, he rolled twice, his ankle must have been broken, and the tiny sand and stones were embedded in his palm, and Runzhi couldn't feel the pain, the overwhelming shouts and arrows slowly fell into the torrent of heaven and earth, and the surroundings were deathly silent .

A long arrow with the thickness of a wrist was inserted between Yongyan's shoulder blades, how much it penetrated into the flesh, the blood had already stained the armor, a bloodstain ran across the face, the wound was turned outward, and the flesh and blood were so blurred that it was impossible to see his face clearly.

Runzhi stared at him silently. He closed his eyes, as if he was very tired, and he didn't want to speak anymore.

Brother Yan... is dead?

The whole body is extremely cold, and the winter night that has been through so much is coming back.

If...you are gone, then let's go to hell together.

"Runzhi!!" Yuan Rui half-lifted him up by the front of his hand, "Fengshen Yinde!!!"

Runzhi was shaken until his eyes turned black, his senses returned to his body instantly, and the pain flooded him, making him feel dizzy——

"Yuan Rui?"

He said, "Yuan Rui, bury us together..."

"Bury shit!" Yuan Rui shot down a group of pursuers with an arrow in his sleeve, and with all his strength, he slammed Run Zhi onto the horse, and then he lifted Yong Yan up, put it on Jing Yu's buttocks, and shouted, "I don't have time to dig a hole, you can bury it wherever you like in the future, don't hang around in front of my eyes, it's annoying!"

"Go!!!" After Yuan Rui said, he slapped his horse's butt hard, and Yu Yu screamed in pain, and shot out!

The scenery around him kept retreating, the cold wind covered his head and face, Runzhi turned his head, only to hear Yuan Rui's thunderous roar: "The old department of the Fu family obeys the order! The general protector——"

He slashed his sword immediately, his body was drenched in blood, and his expression was as awe-inspiring as his father's.

From a distance, there was a gentle smile on his face, and he put his middle finger between his lips——

"Beep-beep-"

The loud whistle is like a solemn farewell across the sea of ​​people.

The enemy army surrounded Yuanrui from all directions like a black tide, and finally submerged Yuanrui.

Jing Yu is like a solitary boat in a stormy sea, carrying Yong Yan, whose life and death are uncertain, and Runzhi, who is in despair, sailing to an unknown place.

The author has something to say: Brother Yuanrui had a lunch, crying.

☆, Si Nanpei

East Fourth Lane, Beijing, Liu Mansion

It was still late spring, and the water lilies in the pond had opened side by side, Liu Yong was a little surprised.

It is not a good omen to break off the extra branch casually and throw it into the mud.

The person he was waiting for tonight has arrived.

"How long?"

"Master." The maid blessed her body, "I have been waiting for an hour."

"Keeping him to wait is to teach him not to forget his duty. Young people are easily bewitched by appearances. They are always forgetful. They can't remember who is kind and who is hostile. It is a good thing to sharpen his temper."

"Master is wise."

"Okay, one hour is enough, just bring him in."

The night was like ink, and as the hall entered, the maid led a young man across the covered bridge and stood quietly behind the curtain.

"Father." The man touched the ground with his knees and saluted.

"My son is back," Liu Yong said kindly, "get up, why do you need to do such a great gift."

The man kowtowed silently, "Although the child has a heavy responsibility, he has not been filial to his knees for many years. The foster father is so kind, and he dare not forget each other. Now that things must be done, I hope the foster father can keep the child by his side to serve."

Liu Yong knew him well and knew he had something to say, so he didn't answer.

The man was silent for a moment, and begged in a low voice, "I only ask for one thing, my child."

Half of Liu Yong's face was hidden in the darkness, he couldn't tell the difference between joy and sorrow, the candle in the room flickered, and finally extinguished into a wisp of blue smoke.

Not long after, Liu Yong said, "There is no need to say more."

The man walked forward on his knees, his Adam's apple was trembling, he reached out his hand several times to touch the corner of Liu Yong's clothes, but in the end he couldn't say what was on his lips.

_______________________________________________

Jing Yu stopped in the backyard of a ruined temple.

Runzhi jumped off the horse, his ankles were swollen with fist-sized blood packs, and the wounds on his body continued to ooze blood, and he dragged Yongyan to the ruined temple with force.

When the rainstorm had just stopped, the four walls of the dilapidated temple had leaks of wind, barely covered by a tile, and the tattered futons were soaked in rainwater, exuding a rotten smell.

"Don't die, Brother Yan." Runzhi muttered to himself, "When you get better, we'll go home together, we won't be emperor anymore, not anymore..." Runzhi's hands were trembling, and he held the arrow shaft on Yongyan's back. .

Yongyan's eyelids moved, his lips moved, and there was a brief flash of light.

Yongyan said weakly, "The arrow cannot be pulled out."

Runzhi took off half of the Si Nanpei worn by the red thread around his neck, and with tears in his eyes, he said slowly, "Brother Yan, I ground it into powder and gave it to you to eat. My mother said it was Ganoderma lucidum jade carving." Yes, it can save lives, but I don’t know if it can be eaten, or it may be applied externally, or it may be just a broken stone, I don’t know.”

Yongyan opened his mouth, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and spit out a big mouthful of blood.

Runzhi despaired, "However, my mother also said that after using this thing... I might forget something... It's been so long, I can't remember what she said."

His tears couldn't be restrained, and big tears fell on Yong Yan's face, trembling, "Brother Yan, what should we do, it might be useless, then we will die here together, hugging each other to death."

Yongyan pulled the red string, tried his best to throw half of the Sinan jade pendant, the jade pendant made a crisp ding, and flew out of the ruined temple, never to be seen again.

His chest hummed like a broken bellows, and he said intermittently, "Runzhi...I won't eat it, Brother Yan can't...forget you..."

Runzhi broke down and cried loudly, hugging Yongyan's body tightly.

"Don't cry..." Yongyan's pupils gradually dilated, he covered Runzhi's eyes with his big palm, and murmured, "It will be fine in a while, don't cry...Runzhi, Brother Yan will sleep for a while, and you will sleep for a while... Close your eyes and you'll be fine in a while..."

The terrible night in Yunnan and Tibet has completely fallen, the jackdaws are crying everywhere, but there is a suffocating silence in the ruined temple, and it is only heard that the weeds on the roof of the shed are being moved by the cold wind, and the sand and stones are flying.

After what seemed like a long time, or maybe just a few breaths, Runzhi put down Yongyan, stood up staggeringly, tore off the red rope from his neck, smashed Sinan with a stone, ground a little bit of it into powder, and coated it on the arrow around the sore.

Not long after, fresh blood flowed out, washing away the powder, and Runzhi covered the wound with his hands like crazy, hissing and roaring, the world was completely dark.

Yongyan's chest rose and fell more and more weakly, and his face was deathly ashen.

The strings in my brain were tense to the extreme, and finally snapped.

The author has something to say: I'm so sad, I'm crying, I'm going to post less today

☆, fighting chaos

The strings in my brain were tense to the extreme, and finally snapped.

Runzhi looked numb, and after a while, he picked up a sharp tile and pointed it at Yongyan's head.

A small stone was shot from the side and hit the numbness in Runzhi's wrist. Yin Zhuangtu rushed into the ruined temple, wrapped his arms around his waist, and clasped him firmly in his arms.

Runzhi was so sad that he was almost incoherent, and he yelled frantically, "He's dying! I'll beat him to death, make him dead, and give him a good time! Then, and then I will kill myself! Save me before I die, one I am lonely, on the road to Huangquan, I have a companion!"

In Runzhi's desperation, he was so powerful that Yin Zhuangtu was hard to control. In the chaos, he was slapped on the face by Runzhi's tile, and half of it became red and swollen. The corner of Yin Zhuangtu's mouth twitched, and without saying a word, he hit Run with his elbow On the left side of his neck, Runzhi's eyes turned black and went limp.

The dilapidated refuge is buried in the endless darkness, like a lonely boat swallowed by hell, only the fire is shining like beans, tenaciously flickering and jumping, warming a small world.

Sinan powder emitted a faint and strange light, Yongyan's upper eyelids twitched slightly, and the blood flow slowly stopped.

His breathing gradually stabilized, and there was a rattling sound in his abdominal cavity.

The sun shone through Runzhi's eyelids, and his whole body was warm and comfortable. When Runzhi sat up, he felt dizzy, his right ear buzzed, and he vaguely heard a frigid bird whining sadly.

The wound on Yongyan's chest had already festered, his face was pale, and gray spots appeared, and a group of gadflies bit the carrion to suck blood.

Junzhi turned his head, and time froze like a standstill——

Yongyan is dead.

He was top-heavy, and for a moment, he felt that the sky was collapsing, and his heart was in severe pain, as if his heart, lungs and internal organs were crushed by iron claws, and he was almost about to vomit.

Runzhi stumbled and wanted to jump over to hug him, but found that he was stiff and unable to move.His tears had run out long ago, his voice was hoarse, his heart was broken, and he yelled with all his might!

"Wake up! Fengshen!"

Yin Zhuangtu put his hand on his forehead, feeling hot and sweaty.

"You have a nightmare."

Runzhi was drenched in sweat, turned over and sat up abruptly, feeling dizzy for a while.

The wounds on the feet and palms had been healed, and the ankles were swollen even more, as if a steamed bun was tied to the legs, and the blood was slowly oozing out.

"Don't get up too hastily." Yin Zhuangtu turned slightly sideways, letting him look at Yongyan on the other side of the fire.

Before dawn, the flames reflected Yong Yan's side face, he slept unsteadily, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he convulsed from time to time, the scars on his face made him look a bit hideous.

The arrowhead had been pulled out, and it was thrown aside with blood and minced meat. Bloody clothes were scattered on the ground, and a small piece of blood oozed from the bandage that bound the wound.

Runzhi crawled over, touched his arm, it was hot, and pressed his lips to his forehead, it was warm enough to live, he hugged his feet into his arms, and sat quietly for a while, feeling that everything was not quite right. Real, illusory, like a dream.

Yin Zhuangtu pulled out the sweet potato from the fire with a waist knife, blew it and handed it to Runzhi, saying, "It's all right, he has a good foundation and a strong desire to live, so he can't die."

Runzhi bowed his head in shame when he thought of his indiscriminate and indiscriminate desire to die together.

Yin Zhuangtu seemed to know what he was thinking, stretched out his hand to rub his head, and laughed, the fire light shone on his hard and twisted lips, it was indescribably reassuring.

"How did you find me?"

Yin Zhuangtu said: "It was a waste of effort. Fortunately, the rain stopped early last night. Jing Yu's left front leg was injured a few years ago. The hoof prints are shallow on the left and deep on the right, so it is easy to identify."

Runzhi nodded, feeling a little sad, and asked, "Where are the others?"

Yin Zhuangtu: "The others went straight north, to Wusu, and your Qi Xiaowei, I asked Chen Xiao to pick him up and go with him. He was not happy, he said he would follow you, and he ran away on the road if he couldn't say it, and survived went."

"Wusu? Aren't you going back to the capital?"

Yin Zhuangtu avoided answering, and continued, "This place is close to the border between Gurkha and the Qing Dynasty, so it is extremely unsafe. Once the Kashgar enemy army reports back, new generals will arrive soon to regroup. , I have to send you back to Shangyong Pass as soon as possible, meet General He Lin, and then make plans."

Runzhi opened his mouth, but couldn't say the word 'Yuanrui'.

"Are you going to Wusu too?" Run Zhi said, "You won't be going back to the capital anymore?"

"Yes," Yin Zhuangtu said firmly, "I will go to Wusu, and I will definitely return to the capital again. Then..." His ears moved slightly, and he raised his head sharply, "They are here."

Runzhi looked out of the window, and saw dense black spots moving in the distance, tending to surround them. Through the ruined wall, he could clearly see that there were pursuers on all sides.

"Give it a go," Yin Zhuangtu said with a smile, "Maybe there is a way out."

His smile made Runzhi suddenly enlightened, "Yes, my father said that the best fortune teller in the capital city said that I can live to be 88, so I can die so easily, let's go, kill, I will show you My new skill!"

"Come on, the feet are swollen like this, it's better for the elder brother to go, you just wait here."

Runzhi didn't dare to be brave anymore, nodded and said, "Cheng, remember, you are going to die, don't be afraid on Huangquan Road, we will be there soon."

Yin Zhuangtu patted him on the shoulder, "Find a way to survive." Immediately, he drew his waist knife and strode to the door without looking back.

"Your life was exchanged by Yuan Rui and Fu Jiajun. Don't disappoint him, find a way to survive and nourish it."

A pungent and sour smell welled up the bridge of his nose, Run Zhi looked at his resolute back and nodded fiercely.

I will live on, for Yuan Rui, for the Fu Family Army, for you, and for Brother Yan and all the brothers who died.

At this moment when the army is overwhelming and life is on the line, Yin Zhuangtu's back made him suddenly realize the weight of life, understand the truth of a man's life, and grow up overnight, becoming a responsible and indomitable man.

The shouts and killings shook the sky——

The world was rustling, but Runzhi could still distinguish Yin Zhuangtu's pained groan from the chaos, even though he suppressed the voice extremely low, not wanting to make Runzhi worry.

An enemy came in from the crack in the wall, roaring and rushing towards Runzhi.

Runzhi dragged his legs, picked up the huge arrow on the ground, and fought with it, and soon he was at a disadvantage.

Unexpected events happened!The enemy suddenly slashed behind him, split his head in half, and his face was sprayed with red and white brains——

"Qi Xiaowei!" Runzhi said in surprise, "Why are you? Why are you wearing Yizi's clothes!"

Qi Wei knocked down another enemy soldier who was sneaking in from the crack of the wall with one knife, and said ruffianically, "There is not enough time, so I will make a long story short."

The enemy troops rushed into the yard, Qi Wei said, "This matter is a long story, we will talk about it later, run with me first!"

"There are enemies everywhere, where are you going?!"

Whoosh whoosh—

Several arrows were fired, and a row of enemy troops were shot down.

"Excellent!" Runzhi gave a thumbs up, "I can't see that you have this ability."

"..." Qi Wei was dumbfounded, "It's not me, I didn't move."

There were sounds of fighting and weapons colliding from the outside. The enemy's encirclement was broken, and they turned to the outside to resist. The Qing army came here with too many reinforcements. Kashgar was defeated one after another, with heavy casualties. .

The reversal of the situation was so sudden that Runzhi didn't react at all, but saw a man in golden armor with a magnificent weapon kicking open the door——

Runzhi was completely taken aback.

☆, let go

"father……"

--Snapped!

Runzhi hadn't finished yelling "Father" when he received a solid slap on the face.

He Shen's eyes were bloodshot, his cheeks were slightly sunken, and he was still slapping with one hand.

Runzhi's nose was sore, and the grievance and fear of many days erupted at this moment. He burst into tears on the spot. All the epiphanies about life just now were like passing clouds. He wanted to hide in his father's arms and cry, begging for comfort.

He Shen didn't show any signs of softening this time, I'm afraid