Mo Ye from the shore was hit by Zheng Quchi's arrow. When he was seriously injured, he could no longer command the battlefield.
He never dreamed that this time he sent troops to encircle and suppress the enemy. He was not injured in the hands of Yu Wensheng, but almost fell into the hands of Zheng Quchi, who he least expected.
Those two arrows, looking back now, were completely aimed at killing him.
She was right, if he hadn't been so lucky, I'm afraid he wouldn't even have a chance to breathe now.
Mo Ye thought about her cold and cruel look when she was shooting arrows, and laughed hoarsely.
His face was as white as paper, and blood spurted out from the wound, staining the skirt of his clothes red, but he didn't care about the injury at all, clenched his fists and beat the ground vigorously.
"Zheng, Qu, Chi, Zheng, Qu, Chi... What a Zheng Qu Chi you are."
This feeling was like playing with an eagle for a lifetime, only to be pecked out and blinded by an eagle. He had underestimated her.
After the soldiers helped Mo Ye, who was hit by an arrow, off his horse, they began to urgently treat his arrow wound. Seeing that he was suddenly emotionally unstable and venting his anger regardless of the injury on his chest, they hurried forward to stop him.
"Sima, please calm down, the wound will open even wider if you do this..."
"Quick, catch Sima!"
Mo Ye sat on the ground, breathing heavily. He looked down at the arrow on his chest. The tail of the arrow had been broken off, but the arrowhead was deeply embedded in his flesh and blood.
He was suffering from colic, his whole body was cold, and he was breaking out in cold sweat, but compared to these, he wanted to go crazy more because he was feeling aggrieved.
"The only person I have misjudged in my entire life is her, Zheng Quchi..."
His old hatreds and new hatreds all surged into his heart, turning into a ball of fire that burned blazingly. However, precisely because his emotions were so intense, his blood boiled and the blood from the wound could not be stopped.
"We can't pull out the arrow yet, first—"
"Sima!"
Mo Ye, who lost too much blood, finally couldn't bear it and fainted after a lot of struggle. General Beitang of Hongsheng Kingdom was missing at this time, and the others could only get off the boat and enter the river to continue the pursuit.
However, the river of kerosene and the thick smoke also caused difficulties in their pursuit.
The hull on Zheng Quchi's side was gradually pushed away from the surrounding fire. The secret guard below finally had the opportunity to poke his head out, took a deep breath, and pushed the hull away from the shore.
This also means that Zheng Quchi is getting farther and farther away from Yu Wensheng.
"Yu Wensheng——"
she stood on the bow and called to him.
However, Yu Wensheng neither looked back nor responded to her.
She didn't know if he heard it.
But under this bloodthirsty killing, no ship could catch up. With a gentleness as silent as the dark night, he used the exit piled with blood and corpses to create an indestructible shield for her.
Her eyes always stayed on him, her heart was horrified, and her body was trembling involuntarily.
He destroyed everything, he killed everything, just to wait for her... But what about himself?
Doesn't he care what happens to himself?
Dozens of ships were destroyed by Yu Wensheng. Coupled with the smoke of kerosene, their vision was blocked and they were unable to work together to besiege. For a while, they were helpless against him.
Until another group of mysterious people came to the shore. They were wearing large blue cloaks, hiding their heads and tails. Then they lined up in a row and took out the most lethal weapon-the steel hammer machine.
This is a shooting skill that has never been passed down to the world. When they are first shot, they are a bunch of larger arrows, but they will open in mid-air and turn into sharp talons like eagles and owls. Once they are hooked by it, they will be severely It pierces into the flesh of the prey and is difficult to escape.
Their target was undoubtedly Yu Wensheng. They waited for the best opportunity, aimed and shot. More than a dozen beams of "Steel Cutter" spread out over the river. Some of them were staggered, but some were hung on Yu Wensheng's body. Shoulders, back and thighs.
These sharp claws were far sharper and sharper than the hooks used by butchers to hang meat. As soon as they touched the flesh and blood, they clung tightly, adsorbed, and grabbed hold. Immediately, Yu Wensheng staggered and stagnated, and fell violently from a height. On a ship.
Zheng Quchi looked at the river in the distance. The black smoke was billowing, and everything was looming. She only saw that he seemed to be grabbed by something, and he fell from a high place.
"Yu Wensheng——"
But soon, he stood up again, but the mysterious men in blue cloaks on the shore grabbed hold of the "steel crane" and dragged him backwards, restricting his movement and leaving him at his mercy.
He used his sword to cut the traction chain of the "Steel Lift Machine", but it was made of steel and was very hard. It was not so easy to cut off, especially because his injured right arm could not bear much strength. He relied solely on the strength of his left arm. Once the body is out of balance, it will be greatly compromised.
"Yu Wensheng is trapped. All soldiers obey the order and kill him at all costs."
The people on the surrounding boats approached him and jumped on the hull of the boat where he was. They immediately rushed forward and exchanged swords. The man under the mask waved his sword to sweep away the enemy forces in front and behind, and then jumped up, while the people on the shore continued to fight. Apply more force to prevent him from escaping...
"Shoot me!"
"shoot--"
All the archers on the boat, on the shore, and at the ferry were ordered to do so. Their eyes were sharp and they were sharpening their swords. In an instant, hundreds or thousands of arrows were fired, and the person who was hung up high was like an arrow in the blink of an eye. Being hit like a target——
Plop——
In Zheng Quchi's wide-eyed pupils, his body was broken and broken, falling into the cold and cold river, and his blood was stained with bright red...
In the midst of a river of red blood, there was only a shining and clear water strip. The water strip expanded to the distant surface of the river, and there were thousands of waves -
On the calm river, a large ship had been moored there for a long time. After seeing Zheng Quchi's boat approaching slowly, the people on the ship quickly shot out iron claws to grab the ship's citron and dragged its hull. Get closer.
Someone got off the boat, and the secret guards took Zheng Quchi onto the big boat and abandoned the small boat.
"Ma'am, are you okay?"
When Zheng Quchi saw Runtu on the big ship, he was in a trance.
"You...how could you..."
"Madam, my matter is a long story. In short, I'm fine. All this was arranged by the general in advance... By the way, why is it only madam? Where is the general?" He asked hesitantly.
Zheng Quchi immediately recalled what had just happened, his nose felt sore and his eyes became moist again.
She said in a daze: "After he was hit by an arrow, he fell into the river..."
When Runtu heard this, his face suddenly turned pale, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Zheng Quchi stretched out his hand, tightly grasped the bracelet under his chest, and then slowly squatted down, crying constantly, very quietly, like a wounded animal whining, and he did not even dare to cry unrestrainedly.
"He, he blocked all the pursuers for me, but he didn't last until the end... and left with me..."
After Runtu lost his mind for a long time, his face turned white like a ghost, and he swallowed the sobs in his throat like blood.
He said in a hoarse voice: "Madam, now is not the time to be sad. If the general can arrange all these things, he will definitely... definitely not die so easily, so we must set off back to Ye country as soon as possible. You... you You must cheer up, now you are the only mistress who can take charge in the general's mansion, we still have many things in Ye country that need you to go back and deal with them first on behalf of the general."
Runtu's words made Zheng Quchi raise his head.
Her eyes were as red as a rabbit. She sniffed and gritted her teeth: "He's not dead, he must not be dead... How could such a powerful person die so easily?"
"Yes, we will leave a group of secret guards to search for traces of the general in the river. If there is any news, they will notify us as soon as possible." Runtu also said.
Zheng Quchi stood up, but because he had been squatting for a long time, as soon as he stood up, his eyes were filled with darkness.
"lady!"
Runtu quickly supported her.
Only then did they see that Zheng Quchi had been hit by an arrow at some point in his back. The tail of the arrow had been broken off. Although it was stuck near his left shoulder blade and was not considered a vital part, it had already flowed out.
Lots of blood.
"Madam, are you injured?"
Zheng Quchi half-opened his eyes in a daze: "Really? But why...can't I feel any pain?"
Hearing this, Runtu's eyes suddenly became moist and red.
——
In his sleep, the group of people in blue cloaks reappeared. Their faces were blurry, but they all took out amazingly powerful weapons and fired them in the direction of Yu Wensheng...
A strong gust of wind lifted their robes, revealing the badges of the Disciple of the Public Loser on their waists——
"It's the public loser..."
Zheng Quchi was awakened from her dream and sat up, looking as if she had just returned from a distant place. At this moment, an angry Sichuan voice from the side called her back to her senses: "Zheng Quchi, please lie down quickly." Down!"
Zheng Quchi turned around and saw Brother Sang, leaning on a cane, jumping over in a rage, pushing her back down on the bed.
"Your wound hasn't completely healed yet. Why are you sitting up? Don't you feel any pain?"
pain……
It was because of the pain that she woke up.
She looked up blankly: "Brother, I'm back..."
Brother Sang, who was still angry at first, now saw her melancholy look and began to feel sorry for her experience during this period: "...Yes, you are back."
"Brother, I'm back, but I couldn't bring him back with me. Only I came back..." There was a lump in Zheng Quchi's throat, and he couldn't even speak intermittently.
Brother Sang obviously knew something. He sighed and sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking her head: "Zhi, how can a person have the upper hand in everything in this life and not owe others anything? As long as you pay back As long as you are alive, just pay it back slowly."
He knew her best.
"But brother...a life, I'm afraid I can't afford it..." She held an arm in front of her eyes.
If the person is gone, what can she give in return? To whom?
Brother Sang said in a deep voice: "Zhi, brother knows that you are a person who would rather others owe you than owe others. No matter how strong your feelings were for Liu Fengmian before, you will probably never forget him in this life. "
"But if you can't forget it, don't forget it. No matter if you remember it, you have to value yourself more in the future life. As long as you live, his death will not be in vain."
Zheng Quchi didn't want to listen to any words of advice or comfort now. There were some things that she could only figure out on her own, and there were some hurdles that she could only overcome by herself. She knew that no one could help her.
"Brother, I want to be alone for a while."
Brother Sang couldn't see her feeling uncomfortable, even though he heard Runtu and the others tell some of the whole story, and he understood how much Liu Fengmian's sacrifice was a big shock to his sister.
But people's hearts are always biased. He was very grateful to Liu Fengmian. It was possible that he could exchange one life for another to repay his kindness, but he didn't want Zhizi to drown in the pain he had given him for the rest of his life.
"Okay, brother, go ahead and make some medicine for you."
Brother Sang patted her twice before limping away.
The room became quiet, Zheng Quchi was lying on the bed, and his peripheral vision inadvertently glanced at a sculpture placed on the table.
Her eyes froze. It was the statue she carved for Yu Wensheng on their wedding night. It was a ferocious Yamata-no-Orochi docilely surrounding a man. The man's eyes were covered with a long gauze, which made it look a little bit different. The hazy fairy-like facial features were half blurred.
At that time, she had never seen his true appearance, so the person he carved was half hazy and half real.
But now...she already knows.
She got up, took the sculpture, and then found a carving knife. She first cut off the gauze covering the eyes, and then reshaped his face completely bit by bit.
Pieces of wood fell, and each cut was accompanied by pain, but this helped her stay awake.
When Yu Wensheng's face was reproduced on the wood carving, she was stunned for a long time. She stretched out her fingers and gently touched the outline of his facial features, and her vision couldn't help but blurred.
"If I had known this would be the case, I should have been nicer to you..."
——
Outside the room, Wei Yao, Wang Zebang and Runtu all came over. They had been standing outside during the days when Zheng Quchi was unconscious.
After seeing Brother Sang come out, they hurried forward and asked: "Um...Brother Sang, do you know if Zheng Gong is awake?"
Because Madam always wanted to hide the fact that she married Yu Wensheng from Brother Sang, they did not dare to reveal everything rashly and everything they said was vague. This also caused Brother Sang to often behave in a weird and distrustful manner. look at them with eyes.
"She's awake, but she's not in good spirits. You guys... come back later." Brother Sang frowned.
I don't know when these people became so familiar with their ruler. They did nothing all day long and had to stay here waiting for her to wake up.
"Brother Sang, it's like this. We have some important matters here. Is it possible for me to go in and have a few words with Mr. Zheng?" Wei Yao asked.
Brother Sang was silent for a moment, but said, "It's better to come back tomorrow."
They took one look inside the room and had no choice but to retreat.
——
next day
Several of them came again, but Brother Sang still refused, thinking about Zheng Quchi lying on the bed.
"Brother Sang, something urgent has happened in the camp now, and my wife needs to take care of it."
"I said, she..."
"Brother, let them in."
"All right……"
The four of them stood side by side beside the bed. Zheng Quchi sat up and asked, "What happened?"
"Now that the general is missing, King Ye has begun to reorganize our Chang Hunpo camp so that we can return to the capital. Otherwise, we will not be given any more rations. Now the army has no more rations and will not be able to sustain it for much longer."
"Madam, the Yuwen family also sent someone to deliver a message, saying that since our general is gone, everything about the ancestral home and the Yuwen family will be taken back."
"anything else?"
