Nan Yu stood on the top of the hill and looked down.

At the foot of the mountain is a dense army of the clan with yellow clothes.

The drums of war beat and shook the earth.

He frowned, very noisy!

Nan Yu raised the big knife in his hand, and the tail of the handle was wrapped with red silk.

The wind was sparse, and the red in the vast snowy earth was very conspicuous.

He raised his voice and shouted: "Kill !!"

The soldiers behind him obeyed the order and immediately followed and rushed down the mountain.

The first people used the boulder as a block, and they pushed it down with all their might, and the boulder crushed it, breaking the first row of shield soldiers of the clan.

The forces at the junction could not be replenished at one moment.

Nan Yu and the rear soldiers took the opportunity to rush out.

Without horses, without enough arrows, this must-lose battle has survived until now.

Everyone was red-eyed, with fists and feet when the knife was broken, and when the hand was broken, he went up and gnawed with his teeth, like a wild beast, and forced himself into a desperate situation.

Nan Yu said last night that there is a dead end, and if you kill one more, you will earn one more.

As a result, fate is no longer fate, and the soldiers are ready to die at any time, but there is no fear in their hearts.

The hot blood was sprinkled on the white snow and quickly dissolved into thin red ice. The smell of blood permeated the air, the swords clashed and made a muffled sound, or roar or scream, and the originally silent mountain was now a purgatory on earth.

Nan Yu brandished the big sword all the way down, but he was outnumbered, and it didn't take long for the encircled circle to become smaller and smaller.

He stopped and looked around, and there were less than thirty of his brothers who had been talking and laughing together last night.

The generals of the clan stood up and pointed at Nan Yu and shouted: "Huaijun is broad-minded, and if you surrender now, you can spare your life!"

Nan Yu looked up to the sky and laughed, his voice hoarse but sharp: "Spare my life? I will survive, and what are those dead brothers?

The general of the Na clan gritted his teeth unwillingly, and was about to give the order, when he suddenly remembered another wave of war drums not far away.

Nan Yu squinted and looked over, and the black armored soldiers were gathering in an encircled posture. The flag was raised high in the team, and the word 'Feng' was written on the flag, which was the soldiers and horses sent by the Ziyu of the country.

Suddenly, the noise shook the sky, not to mention that there were 50,000 ambushes.

The warriors of the clan were so frightened that they could barely hold their weapons.

Nan Yu smiled.

The words of no confusion are still in the ears. He said that since ancient times, there has been a saying that abandoning a son to protect the country.

Nan Yu remembered the game with Ziyu back then, where did he not know this, but there were some things that someone had to do. He was not born to be afraid of death, so there is no difference between a sober death and a confused death.

At this time, although he knew that he couldn't escape, Nan Yu was also happy to see this scene.

The army of the clan is no longer in the climate, and the fisherman who has been watching for a long time has finally come to collect the basket.

The generals of the clan also understood that this was a desperate situation, he was unwilling, looked at the plain Nan Zhi, and shouted loudly: "Even if you die today, you will not be allowed to go back alive!"

Nan Yu snorted lightly, and instead slashed through with a knife.

It's time for Ziyu to fulfill his promise when he receives the 'profit'. He doesn't lose money on this deal!

Blood splattered on Nan Yu's face, and a pair of eyes were soaked in scarlet, but he became more and more manic, killing more than ten people in a row.

Suddenly, he felt a chill in his back, and a spear was thrust into his body from behind.

Nan Yu felt that his eyes were dark, and he couldn't see anything anymore.

He held his knife against the ground for support, but immediately there were several dull sounds of flesh.

Nan Yu gritted his teeth and let out a low roar from his throat, and the sound made people feel chills.

He was such a bloody man, his body was riddled with holes, and more than a dozen spears were inserted, but he didn't know where the strength came from, and he picked up the big knife again.

Such ferocity, like a rakshasa, frightened everyone, and no one dared to step forward again.

After a while, Nan Yu stuck the knife deep into the ground, and finally knelt down.

He slowly closed his eyes, and before his thoughts were gone, a candle flame was faintly visible in front of him.

Under the lamp, orange light.

She held the book in her hand and looked at it, then raised her eyes with a smile in her eyes.

As every night she came home, she whispered, "You're back." ”

Nan Yu curled the corners of his lips, and there was no calmer time than at this time.

He fell into the icy snow, silently, never to open his eyes again.

Ninety-nine, I broke my promise to come back alive. Ziyu will definitely be able to destroy the clan country, and it is not far from reunification. I hope you can get a quiet eaves, watch the flowers fall in your spare time, cloth clothes and alleys, ordinary people.

On the seventh day before the New Year's Festival, the remnants of the clan were encircled and suppressed by the Weiguo and the city was broken in one fell swoop, and the clan surrendered.

On the same day, the army of Liguo, which had been entangled with the clan for half a month, was defeated and died in the south.

Li Wu wore white clothes and waited at the border.

News came faster than people, and she had been standing here all day.

Ge Qing cried for a long time, but she didn't lose a single tear from her worries.

She stared ahead until she saw a carriage coming in the dust.

None of the soldiers who went to fight returned alive.

Emperor Feng gave an order to collect the corpses of the war dead and send them back to their hometown.

When he arrived in the carriage, he felt relieved.

She arranged the carriage with Geqing, and Nan Yu was not there, so she had to take his responsibilities together.

I was busy for a long time, and when everything was put in order, I saw Nan Zhi when I was worried.

He lay there quietly, his face calm, as if he were just asleep.

She took two quick steps forward and grabbed his hand, but her heart ached.

There is no temperature, and it loses its softness.

It was a cold, stiff distance, the distance between life and death.

"It's time to change his clothes...", Ge Qing reminded softly.

The ceremonial officer who sorted out his appearance wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Liwu.

She said calmly: "He is my husband, I will change his clothes." ”

Ge Qing lowered her head, and after a while, she left with the others.

In this small courtyard, there are finally only two people left, she and Nan Yu.

Li Wu brought hot water and first scrubbed his face.

A lot of blood stains have been stained for a long time and are not easy to get rid of.

Her movements were light and gentle, as if she might hurt him.

With that, she unfastened his torn armor.

The snow-white middle coat had already been stained dark red by blood, and the ninety-nine pieces of peace that he had bothered to embroider had also been penetrated, and the threads were broken and stirred, and none of them were complete.

Liwu bit her lip, she shook her hand and untied the middle garment, and those shocking wounds immediately lay in front of her eyes.

The old wounds are stacked with the new wounds, and the new wounds are even more intertwined. Some were just holes in blood, and her hands trembled and trembled.

After a long time, Liwu calmed down, and while wiping it for him, she said softly: "Don't worry, Liguo is fine." Everyone was sad, but it was temporary. Spring sowing is coming soon, everything is arranged, and next year will definitely be a good harvest year!"

No one responded to her, but she was still like this, babbling a lot, and I didn't know whether she was afraid of him being lonely or afraid of being lonely.

By the time we had finished packing, it was already four hours later.

Leaving the worries called Geqing.

Ge Qing is not alone, and there is no confusion behind him.

Wu Wei didn't say anything, just handed her two letters.

If you take it apart, it is the handwriting of Nanzhi.

is still delicate, not at all like his person.

"Jiujiu, I will give you the letter without confusion. If you see it, I'll say I'm sorry first. I didn't come back alive as promised, so don't be sad. In this battle, there is a huge disparity in strength, and the country will be defeated. It's just that these are all the tactics of the soldiers, Ziyu did it, and there is nothing wrong with it. In this battle, there is no regret in death. I want you to live the life you want, no matter where you go, without the flames of war. And that's all I can give. ”

"You are brave to me, but in fact, compared to Ziyu, I am a coward. He has the ambition to unify the four directions, but I can only guard this corner of the mountains and rivers. The country is not as big, people's hearts are difficult to distinguish, and there is no reason to kill. He followed suit, and it was very difficult. You should have helped him again, but I didn't want to do that in my own heart. Who am I asking, how can I suffer casually? So before I went to the battlefield, I asked for two things from Ziyu. First, if he can dominate all directions, he will definitely keep the country clean and never take the initiative to go to war. The second is to allow you to be free, I don't bind you, and he can't. ”

"Jiujiu, you promised to stay with you after death, I know it shouldn't be, but I am reluctant to leave you in my heart. So I begged that the bones would be sprinkled after I died. The wind in this kingdom is strong, and it disperses with the wind, you are so free, I can accompany you wherever you go!"

After reading the first letter, he immediately went to open the second one.

She looked at the two words on the paper and was stunned.

'Letter of Resignation'

It turned out that this was what he wanted to set her free.

After a while, Wu Wei stepped forward, and he lowered his voice and said, "You probably understand the meaning of Nan Xu." I will take him away now, and in the evening he will burn and scatter according to his will. ”

There was no obstacle from worrying, and she watched Wu Zhi take Nan Zhi away, unconscious.

Ge Qing had already knocked on the door twice.

"I know you're feeling bad. No confusion has already piled up firewood in the clearing. You... Aren't you going?"

The room was dim, and he sat quietly on the collapse, without answering.

Ge Qing let out a long sigh and finally left in frustration.

When he looked up, there were sour fruits on the table that were used for the New Year's Festival, and no one had touched them.

She always felt that all the trance was just an illusion, and that all the pain and separation were fake.

It seems that in the next second, Nan Yu was able to push the door open and walk in, picked up a fruit and threw it into his mouth, his brows were piled up together, but the smile on his lips could not be hidden.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh when I was worried, Nan Yu was always like this, saying reckless words, but in fact, he was three points gentler than anyone else.

There was a firelight outside the window, and it was like waking up. She scrambled to her feet, opened the door and ran out.

She had not gone far before she stopped, and saw that the fire in the distance had gradually subsided, and something had risen into the strange and pale sky.

A gust of wind whistled by, and Li Yu's eyes widened. The wind brushed against her cheek, like a gentle kiss.

Suddenly, tears fell down like beads of broken thread, and she finally began to cry.

Li Wei squatted down with a whimper, curled up, and buried his head under his arms. And the breeze around is not stopped, like comfort, whispering, enduring...