Revlon

The blood-colored red clouds gradually faded, the yellow sand had not yet buried the corpse, the arrow pierced through the chest, the spear was still held tightly in the hand, the whole yellow sand valley, the sound of war drums, and the sound of fighting shouts could be heard endlessly.

The wind howled, and the drumbeats that were as dense as a shower shook the entire valley.

The fireball that fell from the sky fell into the barracks, burst into flames, and spread in all directions, burning more and more vigorously. The strong wind stirred the flames, and the canyon was full of flames.

Qi Chen's tent is located on the rocky cliff, Qi Chen rushed out of the tent, overlooking the camp, a sea of ​​bright red flames, two armies entered the canyon from the mountain road, the horses neighed and approached the camp, the two armies fought loudly, blood and flesh flew everywhere.

"My lord is not good... My lord!! My lord!!!"

The lieutenant rushed forward and knelt down on the ground.

"My lord Nanyue's army and Sang Tongji's garrison have entered the camp. Our army's [-] soldiers have been drawn into the battlefield. Sang Tongji's soldiers and horses can't distinguish between our army and the Nanyue army. They have already fought together!"

Qi Chen grabbed him by the collar: "How can you not tell the difference! Isn't there a blue mark on our army's armor!"

"I don't know! Master Fang's army is also full of blue marks, which has been confused. Sang Tongji is killing our army indiscriminately, and Sima Jianjun is also below, begging the prince to fight!!"

Sima Zuo! ! ?

Qi Chen shifted his eyes little by little, looking at the burning camp under the cliff.

Fang Yuwu actually broke the formation of the red rolls, and even spied the blue marks on his reinforcements.

Now that the soldiers are approaching the city, the reinforcements and the Southern Guangdong Army are mixed together. If Qi Chen sends troops, Sang Tongji will be defeated. If he doesn't send troops, he will lose [-] in vain. Besides, that old man Sima Zuo is here, and he can't afford to defect to the enemy and betray the country. charges.

The vulture hissed across the top of his head, the anger in Qi Chen's eyes was gradually frozen, and he calmed down quickly.

The adjutant raised his head tremblingly. According to his understanding of King Xin, he instantly sensed that Qi Chen's expression was wrong.

In the pair of red and blue eyes reflecting the flames, there was a cold murderous intent, and when the corners of Qi Chen's mouth curled up, he didn't dare to take another look.

"Who cast the fire?"

A very calm and indifferent voice sounded above his head, and the adjutant lowered his head and said, "I don't know! The fire came from the battlefield, maybe it was cast by Sang Tongji, or it could be Master Fang."

It can't be Santongji.

It is impossible for Sangtong Ji to attack Huangsha Valley at this time, let alone burn his camp, so...

Therefore, someone betrayed him, and someone was helping Fang Yuwu deal with him.

But Qi Chen didn't want to know who betrayed him, he just wanted to know who was helping Fang Yuwu break this deadlock.

The wind howled, the rolled up sand and gravel brushed against the skin, the drums and shouts overwhelmed Qi Chen's smile, and after a long time, he said lightly: "Let's send troops."

Tartar Mountain——

The flames of war and the hustle and bustle cannot reach this mountain, and the clouds at dusk are accompanied by the whirling breeze.

The soldiers under the hill saw the blue smoke rising from the distant sky, turned around and rushed to the commander's camp, standing in front of the tent and shouting: "Report—the victory of the Huangshagu army!"

Inside the tent, Xiao Hanyun's writing hand trembled slightly, and when he heard the news of the victory of the first battle from outside the tent, the tip of his pen paused.

Chu Yu, who was studying ink at the side, rushed out of the camp when he heard the sound, and rushed back at full speed, lying on the desk excitedly: "It's really the wolf smoke of our army! King Xin really sent troops to attack Sang Tongji!"

Xiao Hanyun nodded slightly and continued to write.

Chu Yu wiped the sweat off his forehead with a square scarf: "General, take a break and write, you can't even hold the pen steadily."

Xiao Hanyun's eyebrows twitched unnaturally, and he said, "Chu Yu, I'm a little hungry..."

"Are you hungry?" Chu Yu immediately jumped up, "I will go to Huotouying to warm porridge for you."

Xiao Han Yun nodded slightly.

When Chu Yu heard that Xiao Han Yun was hungry, he was more excited than hearing the news of the battlefield, because the military doctor said that it was almost impossible for Yi Xiao Han Yun to feel hungry in his current condition.

As soon as Chu Yu left, the pen in Xiao Hanyun's hand suddenly drew a distorted wear mark, and coughed violently, a drop of blood dripped from his white fingers, seeping into the yellowed rice paper.

He frantically grabbed the handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose, and the rust-like smell permeated and rose up in his chest cavity.

Xiao Hanyun tried his best to calm down, wiped the blood from his palms with a bloody square scarf, and then took out a small medicine bottle from his arms.

The old military doctor who was guarding the door hurried in, and before he could say anything, he saw Xiao Han Yun push the cork of the bottle with one hand, and drank it down in one gulp.

The old military doctor suddenly turned pale with shock: "My lord!!"

That bottle was the stag blood wine he kept in the medicine chest.

That's staghorn wine!

"My lord, you moved the old minister's medicine box??" The old military doctor looked at the medicine bottle in Xiao Han Yun's hand, his face pale.

Xiao Hanyun's lips were filled with blood, and he looked even paler: "...I'm fine."

The old military doctor came to his senses slowly. No wonder Xiao Hanyun seemed to be in better spirits today, and he could even endure the extremely exhausting work of writing articles. It turned out that he secretly drank deer blood wine.

Xiao Hanyun put down the empty bottle, looked at the old military doctor with a pale face, and said, "...I'm sorry for taking your things without authorization."

The old military doctor raised his hand tremblingly, pointing to the empty bottle on the table: "You... do you know what this is?"

Xiao Hanyun naturally knew it, and said in a low voice: "Deer blood, urging it with wine, can in a short period of time...relieve lung impotence and vomiting blood, greatly tonify deficiency and damage...strongly inject essence and blood."

The calmer he was, the more terrified the old military doctor became: "Although deer blood wine is a great tonic, your body has already been exhausted. This strong medicine will undoubtedly overdraw your energy..."

"Death poison." Xiao Hanyun interrupted him.

He is also a person who marches, and he knows this kind of tonic and medicinal wine that is often used in the battlefield.

Tears welled up in the eyes of the old military doctor, and he slapped his thigh anxiously: "You can't do it, you can't make up for it, and things will be reversed when they are extreme. You must not do it!"

Xiao Hanyun hid the blood-stained square scarf and rice paper in the belly of the table: "...I have a question, and I would like to ask the medical officer to speak frankly."

The old military doctor was still jumping anxiously, Xiao Hanyun said: "Can Wu Hongzhu really cure me?"

"........."

Xiao Hanyun took a heavy breath: "I took that medicine for several days... I haven't seen any improvement. Just add a medicine, can it be used as a fairy medicine?"

The old military doctor hesitated.

This prescription is originally an ancient prescription, which was introduced from the distant Siam country. Although it is recorded that many toxemias have been cured, the old military doctor has never tried this prescription in his whole life, so he does not know its curative effect, let alone...

What's more, Xiao Hanyun's illness has been delayed for too long, and his illness is terminally ill. There is no cure for it, and the five red beads can only be regarded as the only way that is worth trying.

The old military doctor was silent for a moment, and said: "The old minister dare not speak nonsense!"

"Cough," Xiao Hanyun smiled, "Since that's the case, I should take advantage of this breath and do...all the things I should do, right?"

"My lord!" The old military doctor said excitedly, "But you used this deer blood wine, it will be even worse when the medicine wears off, why can't you wait for the princess? The princess has already gone to fetch the medicine!"

Yaoyin... How long can he wait?

What if you can't wait?

Can you live when you wait?

... No matter what the ending is, he must finish this matter now.

"Report-Northwest Granary Good News!!"

The sound of battle reports came from outside the tent again.

Xiao Hanyun hid all the bloody things under the table, took up the pen and laid the paper again: "Please ask the medical officer to keep the secret for me, don't let everyone worry about me."

The old military doctor opened his mouth, but Xiao Hanyun didn't want to listen to him anymore, and bowed his head silently.

……

At sunset and dusk, the distant night sky was glowing with a faint red light, Xiao Hanyun sandwiched a letter in the silent book, and handed it to Chu Yu.

The strength of the deer blood wine was more than half, Xiao Hanyun held his exhausted body and waited for the final battle report. He almost fainted several times, but he still refused to fall asleep.

Xiao Hanyun sat in front of the table, leaning against the screen weakly, and smiled at the tearful Chu Yu: "Wait a little longer, when I receive the good news... I will rest."

Trembling, Chu Yu wiped off the red viscous liquid oozing from the corner of Xiao Hanyun's mouth, and found that his skin was frighteningly cold.

"General, general..." Chu Yu burst into tears, tears falling down uncontrollably.

Xiao Hanyun opened his eyelids and smiled: "Don't cry..."

Chu Yu shook his head helplessly, tears fell on the back of Xiao Hanyun's hand, and shouted: "Don't talk! Don't talk!"

Xiao Hanyun smiled again: "I should have died in Lin'an... Now I can say goodbye to you, I am satisfied..."

Chu Yu held Xiao Hanyun's hand tightly, and heard his weak voice again: "Remember my words."

Chu Yu nodded vigorously: "I will, I will, I will live well, protect the princess, and protect the young lady!"

Xiao Hanyun pulled out a smile: "I can't wait for Xiaoyue, you tell him for me, ask him to use Xiao Hanyun's name...to live for me..."

Chu Yu looked at Xiao Hanyun's pale smile and felt like a thousand arrows pierced his heart.

Xiao Hanyun's biggest mistake in his life is that he was greedy for a long-term love affair, missed his home, and missed his country. The fault is also his, and the fault is also his.

May I ask if the crooked moon is heavy, has there ever been a trace of light mist behind it? If it is wrong, it is wrong. It is just a good cause and effect from beginning to end.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the tent——

"—The princess is back!!"

The flames lit up one after another, and the sound of chaotic and hurried footsteps disturbed the tranquility of the night.

The old military doctor stood in front of the tent, took the medicine box thrown to him by Yue Yueer, and rushed towards Huotouying almost like a pig.

Yue Ya'er didn't care about her hair that was as messy as a chicken coop, nor her black fingers, rushed into the camp and opened Chu Yu who was crying, and squeezed Xiao Han Yun's hand tightly: "My son-in-law, I'm back! I'm very capable this time." , I haven’t rested, and I haven’t even drank water all the way!”

Yueya'er's voice always makes people feel lively, Xiao Hanyun saw her dirty face like a cat, smiled, her voice was barely audible: "Princess, I'm sorry, Xifu can't be your son-in-law..."

When the gong sounded at Zishi, Xiao Hanyun finally got the news of Master Fang's victory.

This seemed to be his deepest concern, until he heard the battle report of the Southern Guangdong Army's victory outside the tent, he closed his eyes safely, and just fell into Yue Ya'er's arms.

The bonfire in the barracks was brightly lit, and the whole camp was in chaos. The three-way guards rode their horses down the mountain, and the soldiers who walked swiftly rushed into the tent with medicine bowls in their hands.

The night was endlessly lengthy and tormented by the chaos before the sentencing.

"—General!!"

At dawn, Chu Yu's heart-piercing cry pierced the darkness before dawn, and the crows that inhabited the sky-watching tree flew away in fright.