Song Emperor Jiangshan

Xiao Shan sneered and said, "It's more than enough to die..." As he said that, he looked at Wu Hao, and at a glance, the remaining word "Gu" got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out again.

Just now it was far away, and it was dark night, Xiao Shan couldn't see very clearly, now that he was getting closer, he saw that Wu Hao, who was lying on the ground, was covered with arrows densely on his back, and the shafts of those arrows were all covered with arrows. It was broken, and there were bloodstains on it, there were more than a dozen places, and the shafts of the three arrows that I shot had not been broken, and the quivering feathers were particularly conspicuous.

Zhao Yuan hugged Wu Hao and turned his body over so that he was facing up.I saw a large stream of blood gushing out of Wu Hao's mouth, and there were many arrows in the front, those arrows pierced deeply into his body, leaving only the broken half of the bare shaft exposed outside.

Wu Hao was actually heavy with several arrows, and after being hit by an arrow, he broke the shaft of the arrow and fought again. At this point, he protected Zhao Yuan and retreated.

Originally what Xiao Shan saw, the "dagger" in Wu Hao's hand, which was about to stab Zhao Yuan's heart, fell quietly in the snow. Where was the dagger? It was clearly a protective mirror, but Wu Hao heard There were footsteps behind him, knowing that he was powerless to fight the enemy behind him, so he took off his breast shield and put it on for Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan hugged Wu Hao tightly, choked up and couldn't make a sound: "Wu Hao..."

Wu Hao opened his eyes slightly at this moment, his gaze was loose, and his face was covered with blood. Under the moonlight, his originally ugly face looked even more terrifying.

Wu Hao took a deep breath, and said intermittently: "Your Highness, I'm dying... I, what I want to say, I haven't said yet..."

Zhao Yuan bit his lip tightly, unable to utter a word of sadness in his heart.

Wu Hao said: "I...at that time... before I finished speaking, I suddenly encountered an ambush. In fact, in fact, I was Qin...Qin Hui's spy. I...I am sorry, Your Highness."

Zhao Yuan only felt that Wu Hao's body was getting colder. He folded his arms, hoping to warm him up with his own body temperature.

Wu Hao coughed vigorously, blood poured out of his mouth again, he wanted to reach out and grab something in the air, but it was all in vain.

Zhao Yuan said in a low voice: "I already knew that. I said that no matter what you have done, I will never forget your life-saving grace. You will be fine. Don't think about it."

The corners of Wu Hao's mouth raised slightly, and his voice gradually weakened: "Your Highness has a good heart, but I...but I can no longer accompany Your Highness. I... I accidentally killed the crown prince in my early years... I... I can watch You have grown up since you were a child, and in your heart, you are very reluctant..."

Seeing that Wu Hao's eyes were already blurry, Zhao Yuan couldn't help but shed tears. Wu Hao's eyes were blankly looking at the dark sky, where there were clusters of white snow floating in the air.

"I... a person who betrayed the master, only blood can wash away... I... killed a prince... I should have died long ago..."

Wu Hao couldn't say a word anymore, his thoughts had flown back to that accident more than ten years ago.

Ten years ago, Zhao Gou's only son, the two-year-old prince, also died in such a winter. It was not long before Wu Hao became a bodyguard. The charcoal fire scalded the two-year-old prince, and he died without medicine.

Zhao Gou was so sad that he cried for three days and did not go to the court. He was nicknamed Prince Yuanyi, and then he angered others and executed all the eunuchs who served the prince. Wu Hao was not noticed by anyone because he slipped so fast.

He thought that this matter would no longer be known by anyone, and that this would be his most terrifying secret, but unexpectedly, after several years, Qin Hui accidentally learned about it.

At that time, Zhao Gou had already lost his fertility and could no longer have his own son. As long as Zhao Gou thought of the young prince, Zhao Gou would definitely turn his anger on others, and even if he was catching wind and shadow, he would kill those who suspected of killing his own son. .Qin Hui used this as a threat to let Wu Hao be his internal response, but with just one thought, he fell into a quagmire and couldn't extricate himself.

Wu Hao's eyes never closed. His body was soon covered by falling snow, and a layer of snow also fell on his face. He was completely dead.

For a while, the surroundings were quiet, only the sound of rustling and falling snow could be heard.

Xiao Shan raised his head slightly, he felt that he seemed to have done something wrong, but after thinking about it carefully, he did nothing wrong, so it must be so.

Zhao Yuan's deep voice sounded from behind him: "You, kill him!"

Xiao Shan took a deep breath: "Yes!"

There was a hint of grief in Zhao Yuan's voice, and he was even more determined: "I only told you about today's whereabouts, why did you suddenly fall into ambush?"

Xiao Shan turned his head and looked at Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan closed his eyes slightly: "I finally believed in the wrong person, you want to kill me, do it now!"

Xiao Shan looked Zhao Yuan up and down: "Where's your weapon?"

Zhao Yuan opened his hands: "I would like to admit defeat. My weapon fell from my hand during the ambush just now. What are you talking about so much? Why didn't you do it?"

Xiao Shan bent down, pulled out the sword worn by Wu Hao's body, threw it into Zhao Yuan's hand, and said word by word: "I remember, when you asked me to learn martial arts, I once said a word, 'Whenever , and don't lose your weapon!'"

Zhao Yuan reached out to take the sword, the hilt was covered with dirty blood.

Xiao Shan continued: "Because you don't know where the enemy will be and when they will attack suddenly. Just like now, I heard that there are fifty or sixty assassins, but the corpses I saw on the road just now are less than ten If you want to go back alive, put away all your grief!"

Zhao Yuan's eyes met Xiao Shan's.

Xiao Shan said resolutely: "My back will only be reserved for my teammates. I believe they will protect the places I don't guard against. If you believe me, come here, back to back with me, and wait for the unknown time to come again. The coming ambush. If you don’t believe me, stab me down with a sword, and then walk back with someone you trust!”

Zhao Yuan's hand was tightly holding the hilt of the sword, his eyes were fixed on Xiao Shan, and in the distance, there were waves of footsteps running towards him.Is that the footsteps of one's own people, or the footsteps of the enemy?

Zhao Yuan swung his sword, flashing a cold light in the air, then moved his footsteps, stood behind Xiao Shan, and used his back to hold against Xiao Shan's.

At the moment when their backs were leaning against each other, all previous doubts, suspicions, dissatisfaction, and anger were suppressed, and what was left was only the gradually burning fighting spirit.

In the wind and snow, a cold light flashed again, a white figure appeared in the jungle, there were five people in it, surrounding Xiao Shan and Zhao Yuan.