Zi Juan stabbed Fan Hui in the shoulder with her spear, but what she saw was her younger brother Zi Huai, who had died in her hands by the Wenshui River a few days ago.
This smile is exactly the same as Ashu...
Ashu...
Zijuan couldn't help being stunned.
There was a cold feeling in his chest.
She was awakened and wanted to distance herself from Fan Hui again. When she lowered her head, she saw the long sword deeply embedded in her chest.
I wanted to move again, but I no longer had the strength.
The rain of arrows has arrived.
Zao Ji rushed over from behind Zi Juan and stood in front of Zi Juan.
"Uh-poof...ah? Cough cough cough-"
Zijuan looked at the sword in her chest blankly and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Fan Hui was pricked like a hedgehog by numerous sharp arrows and had no way out, but he still had a relieved smile on his lips like a victor.
He thrust the sword crookedly, and the sword did not penetrate directly into Zijuan's heart. Instead, he thrust it a little sideways and penetrated into Zijuan's lungs, so Zijuan did not die immediately.
Also drowned in the rain of arrows was Zi Juan's Zao Ji.
It blocked all the arrows for Zijuan, and gently licked Zijuan's face. It didn't neigh, it just bent its knees quietly, and then fell down.
The battlefield was still noisy with fighting, and the Northern Chu army had the absolute upper hand.
But the place where Zijuan was was eerily quiet.
In her eyes, everything became dull and slow.
"Little Four————!
! "
The slow, high-pitched, heart-rending roar reached Zijuan's ears.
...Is he the second brother?
Second brother, are you calling me?
Zijuan no longer knew what she was thinking.
She just felt so cold, so cold.
She knelt on the ground with her head raised. Behind her was the dead Zao Ji, and in front of her was the equally dead Fan Hui.
It's so cold.
It has happened once before. It was so cold, so cold.
That was...when?
The lonely little girl, who lost her father, mother, and brother in the village after the earthquake and mudslide, also knelt on the ground, helpless and collapsed, crying loudly.
Zijuan looked at the little girl and felt like she had seen her before.
And then there's...
"Little Four!
! "
"Xiaosi, Xiaosi..."
Da Beryllium was thrown to the side, and Xiang An fell off Tuanchi's back. However, holding on to the pain in his chest and abdomen, which seemed to be burning with fire, he ran to Zijuan's side, knelt on the ground and hugged Zijuan.
His penis was trembling, and he looked at the long sword on Zijuan's chest in disbelief, muttering the word "little four" in his mouth.
"...Second...brother..." Zijuan murmured softly as she lay in Xiang An's arms.
Xiang An's pain was reflected in her childish eyes.
"Xiaosi, Xiaosi..." Tears welled up in Xiang An's eyes, and his painful voice mixed with the smelly blood surged in his throat.
He hugged Zijuan, his heart was as sad as death, and his whole body was trembling.
"...Second brother..." Zi Juan called again, slowly using all her strength, she raised a hand, gently climbed up to Xiang An's face, and rubbed it. Come to Xiang An's gray-black beard.
She had a happy smile on her face, curling up slightly in Xiang An's arms, like a baby.
"...It's so warm..."
Snap.
Zijuan's hand fell to the ground.
Xiang An knelt in the center of the Northern Chu army, which was about to win a great victory, and looked at the sky.
Then, let out a loud roar of filial piety.
The sorrow and pain in the roar of filial piety made the entire battlefield cry.
...
Beichu won.
In Xiayi, they defeated 80,000 Han troops, wiped out 30,000 enemies, and killed two Han generals, Ren Ao and Fan Hui. This was an unprecedented victory in the war between Northern Chu and Han.
However, Beichu also suffered heavy losses.
It's not that there was a loss in military strength, but that Northern Chu lost a great general who had a high reputation and was extremely loved by the soldiers and civilians of Northern Chu. Zi Juan was the adopted sister of King Xiang An of Northern Chu.
Xiang An sat in the tent outside Xiayi, just sitting like this.
Zi Juan's body is being placed next door, along with Zao Ji's body.
Wow——
The curtain of the tent was opened and Xiang An looked up.
It's Xiang Lu.
"Xiang An..." Xiang Lu already knew the news about Zijuan, and in a low voice, he called Xiang An.
"Uncle Four..." Xiang An's voice was filled with tears and he looked at Xiang Lu, "Uncle Four is dead..."
Xiang Lu looked at Xiang An, feeling the helplessness in Xiang An's voice, his jaw trembled, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Xiao Si is dead..." Xiang An repeated this sentence, tears bursting through the dam again, and he shook his head blankly.
Xiang Lu only felt severe pain in his heart. Looking at Xiang An like this, he felt that life was worse than death.
However, even if he was sad, he had to stand by Xiang An's side.
"Bury Xiao Si..." He patted Xiang An on the shoulder and said in a hoarse voice.
"Um, um... um..." Xiang An nodded and whimpered, but couldn't stop.
...
"Bury him..." Liu Ji looked at Xiang Jing's body with his head and body separated, and sighed, feeling sad.
Although he was fighting at the front, he also knew the news behind the scenes.
Ren Ao, Fan Hui died in battle, Lu Wan took over the command of the army, and conveyed the message on the battlefield to Liu Ji.
He didn't resent Xiang An.
Call him a little ruthless or too realistic, but Liu Ji's position on the war is clear from beginning to end.
You have no right to resent your opponent, because as long as you are on the battlefield, you will continue to create hatred.
He just felt sad for these two, his childhood playmates, his friends and subordinates who had been with him since Peixian County.
"Don't worry, it will be over soon, very soon..." He murmured, "Old man, your achievements... the big man will not forget it, he will not forget it. .....”
Liu Ji looked to the north.
There, Han Xin was almost there.
On the frontal battlefield, he could immediately destroy Xi Chu, and then just turn around to surround Xiang An who planned to surround him.
At that time, the main force of Beichu will be surrounded by Han troops.
Han Xin from the north, Liu Ji from the east, and Xiao He from the west were able to surround Xiang An.
By then, victory will definitely be established...
...
Beichu military camp.
Xiang An was holding a big stone in his arms with a calm expression.
He wielded a big beryllium and chipped the big stone into a rectangular shape.
He dug out the tomb for Zijuan with his own hands, and what is missing now is this monument.
"In the Shangzhu Kingdom of Northern Chu, he was appointed as Taiwei, General Dingbei—Zi Huai."
He holds an eight-sided Han sword with Zijuan's name engraved on it.
After a moment of silence, he danced his sword again and carved a line of small words underneath.
"Princess Langya, a heroine through the ages."
Nodding to the guard next to him, Xiang An gently placed the two coffins, one large and one small, into the deep tomb, along with Zijuan's armor and Zijuan's slanting pine and silver-topped spear.
The big coffin contained Zao Ji, and the small one contained Zi Juan.
Xiang An picked up a wisp of loess and dropped it on the coffin.
