learned that his son and nephew died at the hands of Liu Beijun, and since then, they have been inseparable, and there is no longer any talk of reconciliation between the two families.

This is also the situation that the younger generation of generals in Eastern Wu are most happy to see, if there is no war, where does the military merit come from?

Without military merits, there is no chance of promotion, and you can only look at the faces of those high-ranking military bigwigs for the rest of your life.

Using the filial piety battalion to spell out the main force under Guan Yu can not only make a splash of military achievements, but also break the thoughts of those bigwigs in the army to inherit their father's business, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

Maybe those bigwigs in the army will be disheartened when they taste the pain of losing their sons, and even the seats they are sitting in now will be honestly handed over.

As the leader of the younger generation of generals in Eastern Wu, Lu Meng was both the planner and initiator of this sneak attack war, and his intentions were so sinister that he could condemn him.

However, the appearance of Lu Meng on the battlefield did not seem to have been arranged so carefully.

After learning that Guan Yu led the army to charge the camp, Lü Meng ordered to shoot the world's number one general directly with random arrows, but after learning that Liu He was also in Guan Yu's army, Lü Meng changed his mind and only gave the Xiaozi battalion a very high degree of freedom to let them rush and kill at will, while he himself was alone outside the Chinese army's tent.

The tragedy of the battle exceeded all the battles that Liu He had experienced in the past.

If Liu He hadn't been present, I'm afraid that the Jingzhou defenders, who were three times the number of Xiaozi battalions, would have been wiped out here, but even if Liu He was there, the Jingzhou defenders who could still stand on the battlefield alive in the end were only a dozen left.

After the last Dongwu soldier fell, the dozen or so Jingzhou defenders whose faces were covered with blood and could no longer see their faces were still clutching the sabers in their hands, vigilantly scanning everything around them.

After realizing that there was no longer a living enemy on the battlefield, the men let out a hysterical roar one after another, and then fell to the ground, fainting.

Liu He wiped the blood on his face, calmly looked at the defenders of Jingzhou who had exhausted all their physical strength in the battle, and turned around and walked towards the big tent of the Chinese army.

The soldiers can fall, but he Liu He cannot.

However, when he came to the Chinese military tent, he saw a scene that he will never forget.

A long sword pierced Guan Yu's chest from behind, Guan Yu saw Liu He who was walking slowly and was stunned in place, first smiled, and then showed a trace of desolation on his face.

Holding the hilt of the sword, Lu Meng, who was behind Guan Yu, was obviously not very happy, and from top to bottom in his left eye, a new scar was constantly gushing blood.

Lu Meng, who had lost one of his left eyes, showed an extremely excited expression.

"I didn't expect that your second brother's life would be buried in my hands!"

Lu Meng shouted, kicked Guan Yu's back with his foot, and pulled out his long sword, his arrogance was already so arrogant that he couldn't be more arrogant.

Guan Yu's chest was gushing with blood, obviously he had no strength, and under Lu Meng's kick, he staggered forward a few steps, and he was already unstable, and he was about to kneel on the ground.

Liu He rushed forward and grabbed Guan Yu.

Guan Yu smiled bitterly, and said weakly: "Let it go, I can't do it." ”

"Anyone can kneel, but the second brother can't!" Liu He's eyes were ruddy, but he was categorical.

I just understood a person, just cleared up all misunderstandings, just learned that person lived so pure, so good, I had to watch him die in front of my eyes, that kind of feeling, self-evident.

Liu He suddenly remembered the vial that Mo Li gave him, hurriedly took it out of his arms, trembled and unscrewed the cap with his hand, and carefully poured one of the pills inside into the palm of his hand.

Guan Yu looked at the pill in Liu He's hand, shook his head slowly, and said softly: "It's useless......"

Liu He wiped the corners of his eyes, and stubbornly stuffed the pill in his hand into Guan Yu's mouth.

Lu Meng, who was standing on the side and watching coldly, didn't speak, let alone take the opportunity to sneak attack, he shook off the blood on the long sword in his hand, and his expression was indifferent, like an irrelevant passerby.

Liu He witnessed the miracle with his own eyes, and soon after swallowing the pill, the blood on Guan Yu's wound gradually stopped.

Guan Yu, who had already closed his eyes, seemed to have felt the amazing changes in his body, and he opened his eyes suddenly, but his face was full of anger.

"What kind of medicine did you give me?" Guan Yu roared, and actually frowned coldly at the life-saving benefactor in front of him.

Hearing Guan Yu's angry roar, Liu He knew that Guan Yu was okay for the time being.

The worry about his life has been solved, but Liu He's face showed a look of guilt.

"This medicine can save people's lives, but the power is ...... But I can't keep it......" Liu He's voice became smaller and smaller, like a child who had made a mistake.

Guan Yu didn't complain about Liu He anymore, but looked at the sky and sighed.

At that moment, Liu He only saw a lonely hero in his old age, and he took out another vial from his arms.

"After taking this medicine, you can recover your strength, but you will definitely die......"

Speaking of the words "certain death", Liu He suddenly realized that when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly wanted to take the vial in his hand back into his arms, but he didn't want to be snatched away by Guan Yu.

"Second brother!" Liu He hugged Guan Yu's hand and burst into tears.

Guan Yu smiled indifferently and said to Liu He in an unprecedentedly soft tone: "Without skill, I would rather die, although you and I have never had a deep friendship, but this tacit understanding, I think there is still between us." ”

Guan Yu calmly took the pill, and then patted Liu He, who was kneeling on the ground and was already crying, on the shoulder.

"You don't have to feel guilty, I want to thank you for fulfilling me."

Liu He stopped sobbing, raised his head and looked at Guan Yu in astonishment.

The corners of Guan Yu's mouth rose slightly, although the amplitude was not large, it was the happiest smile Liu He had ever seen.

"Go back and tell my eldest brother and third brother, and say that I Guan Yu is a well-deserved death!"

Liu He didn't go to see the shocking fight, nor did he see with his own eyes that the martial saint Guan Yu, who had reached the peak of his skills, would sacrifice an amazing sword.

From beginning to end, he bent over, his head buried deep in the ground, from the sobbing at the beginning, to the heart-rending afterward, and then to the trance at the end.

By the time Liu He regained consciousness again, Guan Yu and Lu Meng had already fallen to the ground.

Liu He dragged his heavy steps, walked to Guan Yu's side, knelt on the ground, and stretched out his hand to probe Guan Yu's snort.

A generation of stars has fallen since then.

Liu He's face could no longer see the slightest expression, and his grief was so grief-stricken that he was numb.

He picked up the Qinglong Yanyue Knife that had lost its owner from Guan Yu's hand, held it in one hand, and slowly walked towards Lu Meng step by step.