Everyone was surprised by Ling Yinglie's arrival, and even more surprised by Nalan Fengjin's coma. After questioning, the entire tent fell into a deathly silence.
In the dark night, the comatose Nalan Fengjin suddenly woke up. She trembled all over, staggered to her feet, rushed out of the tent, jumped on the back of the horse, and rode away.
Ling Yinglie realized it and chased him out.
Listening to the sound of horse hooves getting further and further away, everyone who was not asleep at all closed their eyes in pain.
When Nalan Fengjin arrived at the foot of Nanchuan City, he looked up.
Nalan Hanyi's body swayed feebly in the strong wind like a puppet with broken strings. His pale face and closed eyes no longer looked like the past.
At the foot of Nanchuan City, the cold wind was blowing, and the sand was blowing on people's faces, causing pain.
The Du family troops on the city wall stand upright under the wind, and the troops stationed in Nanchuan City are as solid as a rock.
Now that the body of King Xizhou was on the city wall, their confidence in winning was even more enhanced.
But at this moment, the soldiers heard a shrill cry in the wind at the same time. The heart-rending sound frightened them even in the daytime.
They looked up and saw a woman with disheveled hair, coming from far to near like crazy. In the blink of an eye, she had reached the bottom of the city, but she suddenly stopped when she approached the city wall. She held her head high and stared blankly at the corpse on the city wall without moving an inch for a long time.
She was pale, with a sad expression, her hair was in a messy bun, and her clothes were fluttering wildly in the wind. The strong wind blew her hair away, revealing a face that was astonishingly beautiful!
At this moment, all the soldiers on the city wall were stunned.
In the wind, she stood upright, with only the body hanging on the top of the city swinging powerlessly in the wind in her eyes. Was it him? Why can't it be seen clearly? She doesn't believe it.
He said that the harm will last for thousands of years;
He said that if he died, he would die behind her, because he had to watch her die first;
He said that even if he dies, he must die in a graceful and graceful way. How could it be so miserable?
She didn't believe it, she wanted to step forward to see it for real.
The city guard general, who had been stunned for a long time, suddenly noticed that the woman jumped across the moat and flew towards the city wall like an arrow. With a bang in his head, he pointed at the woman hastily and shouted: "Fire the arrow!"
The archer was awakened by the shout, and hurriedly raised his arrow to shoot at the woman. A burst of arrows forced the woman to fall under the city.
Under the city, the woman looked up at the corpse on the wall. Her body swayed. Although she was not hit by the arrow, she seemed to be unsteady on her feet.
She saw clearly that it was really him, it was really him. For a moment, it felt like there was a hole in her chest, empty and unable to be filled.
She once again flew up desperately, but a dense row of arrows blocked her way and forced her back. Her arm was scratched by the arrow and bleeding. She seemed unaware of it. She raised her head and rushed towards the city wall again.
The city guarding general was shocked by the crazy look of the woman under the city, and sent more archers to the city wall. In a moment, hundreds of arrows were aimed at the woman in the city at the same time.
She fell off the city wall again, and an arrow was stuck in her shoulder, but she ignored it. Looking at the corpses on the wall and the countless dazzling arrows aimed at herself, she suddenly looked up to the sky and screamed: "Du Yuze..."
But at this moment, Ze Wang Du Yuze, who had received the report, strode up the city wall. His steps were a little messy. The city guard general saw that he was about to bow and salute, but he was pushed aside. When he saw the women in the city clearly, he seemed to be shocked, waved his hand and said loudly: "Stop it all!"
The archers on the city wall listened to the order and put down the arrows pointed at the woman.
The woman in the city stood in the wind, her thin body staggering and swaying, as if she had lost her balance. The blood on her shoulders and arms dyed her white clothes red, which was dazzlingly vivid.
She seemed to accuse, complain and hate, pointing at Du Yuze on the city wall, and said word by word: "He is dead, why do you still humiliate him like this? Although he is your enemy, he is also our classmate! He is a What a proud man, even if he dies..." At this point, he was hoarse and speechless.
She suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Du Yuze. He heard her hoarse voice, "Du Yuze, give me his body! Du Yuze, I beg you, I beg you!" She kowtowed every time she said "please". Every time you kowtow, you say the word "Qiu".
Something vaguely seemed to collapse at this moment. She had never begged herself, nor had she ever begged anyone like this. Her pride never shed a tear even when she faced him marrying another woman. He knew how much she had. Proud, but now she is begging him like this for Nalan Hanyi.
It turns out that what she cares about most is Nalan Hanyi, Nalan Hanyi! Thinking of this, jealousy gnawed at his heart, inch by inch, making him lose his mind and almost go crazy.
Du Zhilin had recognized the people in the city, and seeing Du Yuze's hesitant expression at the moment, his eyes instantly turned cold.
The women in the city begged one after another, asking for the body of the enemy King Xizhou, but what she wanted to destroy was the king who had been suffering because of her and tortured her.
At this moment, Du Zhilin's hatred reached its peak, he turned around and said loudly to the woman in the city: "Witch below the city, King Xizhou has died in the hands of my king. You are just asking for your own death and want the body of King Xizhou. ..." Before he could finish his words, Du Yuze had already sent him flying with a palm, and he hit the city wall behind him, vomiting blood.
There was a panic on the city wall. Du Yuze looked at Du Zhilin fiercely, but saw Du Zhilin smiling.
Du Zhilin struggled to get up, smiling and crying: "Your Majesty, for the Du family, for these brothers who have been with you through life and death, and for all the people in Nanchuan, you must not be soft-hearted at this moment. Please think twice, Your Majesty! Even if you are at this moment Even if Du Zhilin is beaten to death, Du Zhilin will never let the king become soft-hearted because of her and ruin his great cause!"
Du Zhilin was lying on the ground, vomiting blood and convulsing due to serious injuries, but he still insisted on crawling to Du Yuze's feet inch by inch, hugging him tightly, and already disregarding his own life and death.
The city guard general knelt down on one knee and said seriously: "Your Majesty is wise, the body of King Xizhou cannot be returned at this time."
The soldiers on the city wall knelt down and said in unison: "Your Majesty is wise."
At this time, the Princess of Ze, Lu Yanran, and the other generals who came after hearing the news also went up to the city wall. Lu Yanran glanced at the women below the city, then knelt down and said loudly and sincerely: "Your Majesty, Nalan Hanyi's body is here." It is the most advantageous move to attack the Xizhou Army. Now the Xizhou Army and the Tiandu Army are about to arrive at the city with 300,000 soldiers and horses. It is a great cause for the king, for the Du family, and for all the soldiers who fight for the king on the battlefield. I hope the king will do it. The overall situation is of paramount importance, and we cannot give the body to that person!"
The other generals also knelt down and begged for orders.
Lu Yanran added: "Today they are real brothers and sisters. Now she wants to return Nalan Hanyi's body regardless of life and death. She no longer has the affection for the king that she had back then. The king must not give up for the sake of an old love. Regardless of the overall situation, please think twice, Your Majesty!"
The madness in Du Yuze's eyes dimmed inch by inch, until the silence turned into a pool of stagnant water.
Under the city, a sound of a witch had already woken up Nalan Fengjin.
She slowly raised her head and stood up straight, standing upright in the wind, but she still looked so weak and helpless.
After hearing the words of everyone on the city wall, she suddenly laughed wildly and said loudly: "Du Yuze, do you remember? On the bank of Canglan Lake, we once promised to remember the sunrise that day. If anyone dies, then the one who is alive will People must remember for the dead. Du Yuze, Du Yuze! Listen, if you die next day, if I die, you must remember for us. That is an oath, and you will never regret it for the rest of your life!" After saying this, she rushed towards the target again. The corpses on the city wall will never give up without hesitation.
Looking at her flying towards the city wall again, Du Yuze winced in pain. He took his black and white feather arrow, broke the arrow, put it on the bow, drew it full, and shot three headless arrows in her direction at the same time. . She didn't dodge the first arrow, the second arrow, and the third arrow. The three arrows shot into her body with great force without mercy.
I still remember how excited he was when he could shoot three arrows at the same time and how she danced in front of the hut they built with their own hands. At that time, in her eyes, he was the only one in the world. She was proud of him and felt happy for him. He said: If we had the competition in the academy again, he would definitely win. After hearing this, she was not only not angry but also happy for him. She was also secretly proud because he was her Yuze. Because he said that he was training hard for her because that way he could protect her.
Seeing that she didn't dodge a single arrow, she took three of them and fell heavily, leaving several feet of blood on the ground. She didn't stop until she hit the boulder, and she no longer had the strength to fly up the city wall. He closed his eyes and broke the bow in his hand and all the black and white feather arrows in the quiver. The arrow tip pierced the palm of his hand, and he couldn't feel the pain despite the blood on his hand, until they were all broken and abandoned on the ground.
From then on, he no longer used arrows.
She lay on her back on the boulder, blood spilling from the corners of her mouth. The arrow wounds on her body were so painful that all she could see were dazzling red eyes.
She wanted to sit up straight, but she fell down time and time again. She wanted to laugh, but her words turned into coughing. She raised her arm, grasped the tail of the black and white feather arrow on her chest, and pulled it out suddenly. The blood spurting out stained her clothes, painting it with unforgettable hatred.
He closed his eyes, suppressed the bloody breath in his mouth, turned around and staggered down.
If it's not the favorite in your heart, then hate it. He told himself this, but his vision went dark. Someone came to help him, but he pushed him away. However, he could no longer suppress the bloody breath in his mouth and vomited out blood.
Someone nearby shouted in horror, "Your Majesty."
He raised his eyes and said, "No problem." He pushed the general aside and was about to start.
But at this moment, he suddenly heard Lu Yanran shouting loudly from the city wall: "Archers, prepare!" He was startled, and a fear he had never experienced suddenly came over him. Before he could react, he heard Lu Yanran seem to have used it. He yelled with all his strength: "Fire the arrow!"
For a moment, his heart stopped, and the word "no" blurted out in a trembling voice. He was weak and frightened, and was easily swallowed up by the sound of arrows leaving the string.
