The sun slowly penetrates the clouds, and the morning sunshine gently sprays on everything in the world through the light fresh mist, making people feel fresh and comfortable.
The fresh air, the crisp chirping of birds, and the fresh fragrance of flowers make people sober up.
Shu Zhihan's eyes opened slightly, and a ray of light filtered through the window and gently fell on her eyelids, giving her a peaceful and familiar feeling.
She rolled her eyes, letting everything around her gradually come into view.
The furnishings in the room looked blurry in the dim light, but it did not affect her ability to perceive their existence.
She raised her hand slightly and let her fingers wiggle slightly in the air.
Although there was still a trace of morning and dusk confusion, she could clearly feel the air touched by her fingers. The feeling was so real and real.
Shu Zhihan slowly sat up, a ray of golden sunlight shining on her face through the gap in the curtains. She yawned and stretched her arms, as if welcoming the new day.
She slowly turned her head and looked around the room, looking for Luo Jinyu's figure.
However, all she could see was an empty room and a closed door.
Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and her empty heart was filled with an inexplicable panic.
Her eyes swept across the room again, trying to find any trace of his presence, but except for his breath that seemed to remain in the air, everything else had disappeared.
Her heart began to tremble, and a feeling of helplessness spread throughout her body.
Shu Zhihan's heart felt like it was being torn apart. She looked at the closed door again, as if expecting Luo Jinyu to suddenly walk in from the door.
She thought that Luo Jinyu had left after all. She originally thought that he was just talking about saying he would always be by her side, but she didn't expect that it was really just talk.
Shu Zhihan got off the bed gently, walked to the door, opened the door and walked out.
"Miss, you're awake. Come and have something to eat."
Miyue walked in with porridge and side dishes in her hands, looking at her with a smile.
Shu Zhihan couldn't help but feel a little strange, "Why are you here? Don't you need to accompany your husband?"
"No, I still need to spend more time with Miss."
Miyue said as she placed the plate in her hand on the table.
Shu Zhihan thought for a while and then asked: "By the way, Mi Yue, have you seen Luo Jinyu? I haven't seen him since I woke up."
When she spoke, there was a hint of loneliness on her face.
After Mi Yue saw it, she felt a burst of pain in her heart. She stepped forward to hold Shu Zhihan's hand and comforted her: "Miss, the general left at night.
Meng Haowen came to tell Meng Haowu that the war ahead was urgent, so they rushed there overnight. "
Hearing this, Shu Zhihan couldn't help but widen her eyes and felt incredible.
"In other words, he left in the middle of the night?"
Mi Yue nodded, and then she saw Shu Zhihan looking for something all over the room.
"Miss, what are you looking for? Let me help you look for it, okay?"
"No, I just wanted to find out if he left anything for me or if I lost it."
Seeing how persistent he was, Miyue looked at her back unbearably.
Luo Jinyu stepped into the battlefield, and a desolate scene came into view. The soldiers, who were once full of vitality and vitality, were now lying quietly on the ground, their bodies in pieces, and the blood dyed the earth red.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, as well as lingering smoke and dust.
The cold wind howled over the battlefield, and Luo Jinyu's heart felt as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer. Looking at these warriors who had sacrificed their lives for their country, his heart was filled with sadness and anger.
He walked to a soldier. His face was pale, but there was a resolute smile on his lips, as if he was telling his regretless decision.
"General..."
Meng Haowen saw another dark crowd running towards them in front of them.
Luo Jinyu stood there and took a deep breath to suppress the chaotic emotions.
His eyes shone with determination, like the Big Dipper in the night sky, motionless as a mountain.
His body was tense, like a peak waiting for the wind and snow, calm and resolute, his heart was beating, it was a silent call, a horn to wake up for battle, his fingers were trembling slightly, that It is the tension and anticipation that awakens for the upcoming showdown.
Luo Jinyu's eyes sparkled with a unique light, which was his expectation for the future and his love for fighting. He firmly believes that he can overcome the difficulties ahead because he is ready to face everything.
Although his steps were firm, there was also a bit of determination and fearlessness.
The wind was rushing silently, stirring up dust all over the sky.
It was an iron cavalry, their armor shining in the sun, as if they had just stepped out of the abyss of hell, bringing a harbinger of destruction.
In front of the cavalry, a figure stood.
He wears a dragon scale helmet and thick dark iron armor. The cape behind his back is billowing like black clouds in the night sky. His eyes are as sharp as an eagle. He is the commander of this iron cavalry and the soul of this battle.
"Come on!" His command echoed like thunder.
In an instant, the cavalry rushed forward, they were like a torrent, unstoppable.
Luo Jinyu pulled out the long sword from his waist and raised it above his head, the tip of the sword flashing in the sun.
This is a signal, a challenge, and a determination.
He took the lead and charged into the enemy formation, the collision of swords sparking sparks, and every slash seemed to declare his power to the enemy.
The battle was fierce and cruel, the ground was dyed red with blood, and the soldiers' roars and wails were intertwined.
However, despite the large number of enemies, every battle was won with less. Luo Jinyu and his cavalry were like sharp knives, accurately tearing apart the enemy's defense line.
Luo Jinyu was clad in light and leading his army, which was almost on the verge of victory. The shouts of the soldiers, the neighing of the horses, and the clash of weapons were intertwined, all revealing joy.
Suddenly, a cold sound broke through the air, and an arrow shot out like a poisonous snake.
The arrow traced a flickering light path in the sun, flying straight towards Meng Haowen. The speed of the arrow was as fast as lightning, and the trajectory of the arrow seemed to be a harbinger of death, which chilled people's hearts.
Seeing that the arrow was about to hit Meng Haowen, at that critical moment, Luo Jinyu's figure suddenly flashed, and he seemed to turn into a red phantom, blocking Meng Haowen at an incredible speed.
The tip of the arrow pierced Luo Jinyu's left chest just right. He groaned and took a few steps back.
However, Luo Jinyu's gaze never wavered in the slightest.
He was like a solid mountain, unwavering no matter how the wind and rain raged. His right hand still held the hilt of his sword tightly, and the strength of the arrow did not make him flinch in the slightest.
He looked up at the enemy soldier who was shooting arrows, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.
The hilt of the sword he was holding was trembling slightly, which was a symbol of anger and determination.
Then, he slowly pulled out the arrow from his chest and threw it on the ground. The blood on the arrow looked particularly dazzling in the sunlight.
Then he rushed towards the enemy again, his sword shining like a dragon, and each swing brought up a mist of blood.
His anger and determination had turned into endless power, pushing him forward continuously. The pain from the arrow did not seem to affect his combat effectiveness, but instead seemed to stimulate his deeper potential.
Under his leadership, the morale of the soldiers rose again, and they seemed to see the hope of victory.
Luo Jinyu's figure was like a burning flame on the battlefield. He led the army to charge, and every charge was like a storm, completely sweeping the enemy into it.
This battle, with Luo Jinyu's bravery and resourcefulness, ended in victory. .
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His body fell hard to the ground.
That arrow was only a stone's throw away from his heart.
Blood snaked down from the corners of his mouth, leaving a shocking trace on the cold stone ground.
His face was as pale as paper, and there was a flash of pain and fatigue in his eyes. Life became so fragile at this moment, and he felt as if he was being pushed into an endless darkness, with only the cold wind blowing in front of him, accompanied by loneliness.
The wound caused by the arrow bloomed in his chest, like a coquettish but cold flower. The surrounding air seemed to become cold due to pain, and every heartbeat seemed to tear his soul apart.
Luo Jinyu's vision began to blur, but he knew in his heart that he could not fall like this.
He tried to gather his remaining strength and rolled to the side, hoping to get rid of the arrow.
However, the arrow was stuck in his flesh, and every roll was accompanied by new pain.
His movements became slower and slower, and his strength became weaker and weaker, but he never gave up.
Finally, the arrow came loose during his struggle.
He ignored the severe pain in his chest and desperately pulled the arrow out of his body. At that moment, the blood loss seemed to become more serious, and the spark of life seemed to be extinguished at any time.
He felt that his consciousness began to blur, as if he was being swallowed by an endless darkness.
Meng Haowen and others hurried over and saw that Luo Jinyu's chest was stained red with blood and she had completely fallen into a coma.
"General, general..."
No matter how loud he shouted, there was no way to wake him up.
"Quick, call the medic."
Meng Haowen carried Luo Jinyu on his back and ran back in a hurry.
They arrived at the camp, and the military doctor hurried over.
"Quick, get some water."
Meng Haowen was extremely nervous at that time and clenched his fists with both hands.
He kept thinking about that thrilling scene, and his heart was filled with guilt and self-blame.
He thought that Luo Jinyu could stand in front of him without hesitation regardless of his own safety for him. His heart was full of gratitude, but he also felt an indescribable sadness.
Luo Jinyu lay quietly on the bed, his face pale and his body covered with bandages.
When Meng Haowen saw his appearance, his heart was as sharp as a knife.
Seeing how weak Luo Jinyu was, he panicked at that moment.
"Military doctor, hurry, you must save the general."
"Vice General Wen, don't worry so much now, I will do my best."
There was a moment of silence in the air, as if even time had stopped at this moment.
