One by one, the small figures fell in the shadow of the sword and sword, Zhang Xun was furious, but he was helpless, he could only order: "Withdraw the army!" ”

Seeing that Zhang Xun was about to escape, Xu Tan was angry and anxious, he stepped on the mud on the riverbank, wiped the blood from his helmet, waved his sword high, pointed at Zhang Xun and the seven hundred remnants of the defeated soldiers, and ordered loudly: "Cross the river and pursue!" No one should be spared! ”

As soon as the order fell, thousands of Lu soldiers jumped into the river and chased desperately to the other bank, shouting to kill once again tore through the silence of the early morning.

However, at this moment, the river suddenly became turbid, strange tremors and low roars echoed around them, and then, the turbulent river carrying a large amount of sediment poured from the upstream, and thousands of Lu soldiers did not have time to escape, and were instantly swallowed by the flood.

Xu Tan panicked, he couldn't figure out what was going on with this water, could it be that there was really divine help?! Just when Xu Tan was puzzled, a team came from the upper reaches of the river, this team was different, the soldiers were all shirtless, and they all went into battle shirtless.

The Lu army was swept away by the flood and was powerless to resist. The shirtless army fought bravely, beating the Lu army to the ground, and Xu Tan had no choice but to lead the remnants of the defeated soldiers to flee to Qufu City.

Zhang Xun stopped and looked back at the battle situation behind him, countless corpses and the flag of the Lu State floated in the flooded river. He clenched his heavy sword and whispered to himself, "Xiao Ji, is that you?" ”

At this time, a shirtless soldier rode to Zhang Xun, turned over and dismounted, and reported: "General! I'm too late for help. ”

"It's not too late." Zhang Xun shook his head and asked again, "Who led you here?" ”

The soldier pondered for a moment and replied, "It's a counselor of the Yue Kingdom, but I don't know that person. ”

"Is his surname Ji?"

"Yes."

"Well, can you give us a brief description of the battle?"

"Whoa! Last night, there was chaos in the camp, and Huang Yun poisoned General Yu and several other generals in a vain attempt to rebel. It was the Yue people who helped us quell the rebellion and kill Huang Yun. Later, General Xiao of Yue Guo sent his strategist to lead us to the rescue of the general, and when we arrived in the middle of the night, the strategist led us to bypass the Lu army and reach the upper reaches of the river, and then ordered us to wrap our coats in mud and gravel, and build a dam to block the river. When the general successfully crossed the river, the strategist ordered us to dismantle the embankment, enlarge the water and flood the Lu army, the Lu army was crushed by the flood, and there were countless casualties, and then the strategist led us to the Lu army's position to kill, and won a complete victory! Now, the Lu army has been completely defeated, and the remnants are retreating towards Qufu City. ”

"Awesome, worthy of Xiao Ji! Hehe, that's amazing! Zhang Xun said approvingly.

"General! The strategist advised the general to quickly reorganize his forces and seize the city of Qufu. ”

"Good!" Zhang Xun ordered in a loud voice: "Target Qufu City!" Sortie! ”

"Whoa!"

An hour later, Zhang Xun led the remnants of the army to join the shirtless army, reorganized more than 4,000 troops, and killed them under the city of Qufu. But Zhang Xun searched the entire team, but he couldn't find any trace of Ji Zheng. The gate of Qufu City was closed, and the officers and soldiers defending the city were waiting for it, but Zhang Xun could see that there were few troops left in the city, and it was not difficult to capture the city.

Just as Zhang Xun was about to give the order to forcibly attack the city, a team of men and horses suddenly came from the west side, escorting a large number of Lu soldiers. An adjutant ran to report to Zhang Xun: "General! The Yue State Strategist led us to set up ambushes along the way, attacked the Lu army that was about to withdraw to Qufu City, captured more than 2,000 Lu troops, and captured the general of the Lu army, Xu Tan! ”

"Where's the strategist! What about the Strategist!? ”

"He left just now, and he said that his business has been done, and the rest is up to the general!"

"Where did he go!?"

The adjutant pointed to the southeast direction and said, "He just went in that direction, which is the place of last night's battle, he rode a white horse, and he hasn't walked long." ”

After hearing this, Zhang Xun immediately turned over and got on his horse, and ordered: "Hold the prisoner!" Fortify the city! No attack without my orders! I'll go back as soon as I go! ”

"Whoa!"

With that, Zhang Xun quickly whipped his horse and galloped towards the southeast.

Yesterday's battlefield was littered with corpses, broken swords and shields, and scattered flags covered with filthy sludge that were barely recognizable.

Ji Zheng searched carefully along the riverbank, and finally, he saw a flag with the word "Zhou" written on it, Ji Zheng turned over and dismounted, and carefully looked for it around the flag.

Not far away, Ji Zheng saw a corpse, which was dressed in splendid costumes and stood out among a pile of armored corpses. Ji Zheng was sad in his heart, he knew the result, but he didn't dare to face it, he couldn't believe it, but he had to confirm it.

Ji Zheng slowly walked in front of the corpse, and when he turned over the corpse and saw the long-lost but familiar face, thousands of sorrows welled up in his heart, hugging the corpse and looking up to the sky and howling.

Ji Zheng had one scene after another about his uncle in his mind, uncle, his dearest relative.

Since he can remember, he has followed his uncle, so to speak, he was brought up by his uncle, his uncle took great care of him, gave him all his love, his uncle taught him to read and write, practice martial arts, and also taught him the truth of being a man and doing things, in his heart, his uncle is his father.

When he was nine years old, his uncle told him that he had to leave Luoyang because of something and that it was best never to return. So, his uncle sent him to the Iris Mountain, and since then, he and his uncle have not seen each other until yesterday. The two met to talk about wine, but in the blink of an eye, they were separated by heaven and man.

Just when Ji Zheng was grieving, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves behind him, and a black horse was galloping towards this side.

Ji Zheng hurriedly picked up the Zhou State flag on the side, dusted off the soil, and gently covered his uncle's corpse. Then he got on his horse, turned one last glance at his uncle, and galloped forward.

The horses' hooves trampled over the barren grass, the wind roared everywhere, the armor hit the sword, and the wolf smoke on the battlefield continued.

Zhang Xun clutched the reins and chased Ji Zheng's figure, they stepped over the same mud, blood, stumps, and broken swords, and rushed in the direction of the sun, trampling the delicate flowers and plants on the road to pieces.

Finally, at the end of the road, in front of a green mountain and green water far away from the battle, Zhang Xun saw a white horse grazing leisurely by the water, but here, there was still no Ji Zheng.

The gurgling water falls from the mountain stream into the pool, rippling layer by layer, swaying the reflection of the green mountains, the bottomless pool grinds out the green ink, the birds fly from the sky, echoing the sound of the wilderness, a ray of sunlight slides through the bare mountain rocks, reflects the pool water, as if the green ink in the pool is rolled up, splashing out a casual freehand.

Zhang Xun jumped off the horse and looked around, trying to find Ji Zheng's figure, but in vain.

"I know you're here!" Zhang Xun shouted at Qingshan.

The voice echoed in the mountains for a long time, but there was no response.

"You're here, I know ......" Zhang Xun walked to the water's edge and looked up at the green mountains.

"Xiao Ji, how long have we been away from the division? It's been more than four years, time is so fast, I can't imagine how these more than four years have slipped away from my side all of a sudden. Zhang Xun lowered his head and looked at himself in the water.

"We're all more mature than before, aren't we? It's just that we never take a closer look at ourselves, perhaps, we have all said goodbye to childishness, and there are more vicissitudes on our faces. ”

Zhang Xun said to himself, squatted down, picked up a stone, threw it into the water, and smashed his projection to pieces.

"Xiao Ji, you must know, Sister Hana has always loved you very, very much, she loves you more than anything, remember? The day before the three of us brothers set out for Chen Guo together, Sister Hana said that she would give you a mysterious gift. Zhang Xun's eyes were red, he sniffed, smiled and continued: "Hehe, you must not think of what that gift is, but I know that you will like it very, very much." ”

Zhang Xun pulled out the divine weapon, the Chongli Sword, from his waist, and looked at it carefully in the sun, he rubbed the flame pattern on the hilt.

"It's this sword, Chongli Sword. But...... Sister Hana, when Sister Hana had an accident, this sword had not yet been made, and it didn't even have a name, and later, it took me a few months to polish it with Shuangdi, I thought, this gift also has half of my credit, hehe, it must have a name, by the way, what do you think of the name Chongli Sword? The real name of the fire god Zhu Rong, although the name is a little bigger, I think this sword is worthy of this name, so I will give it to you for Sister Hana. ”

Zhang Xun stuck the Chongli sword in the dirt at the water's edge, and then he simply sat cross-legged at the water's edge, holding his chin in distraction.

"Brother Xiao Ran and I buried Dongya back to Yiyang Village, hey, Dongya is a poor child, sometimes I think, if we don't pass by Yiyang Village, don't care about the Yin soldiers, Dongya, and the villagers of Yiyang Village will not die, but if that's the case, you won't meet Sister Hana."

Zhang Xun's eyes finally burst into tears, and he continued with a sob: "We chose a cemetery for Sister Hana, not far from the outskirts of the city, where beautiful daisies bloom, and I know that Sister Hana's favorite flower is daisies. ”

"In the early winter of that year, the first snow fell, I came to Sister Hana's grave alone, her grave was covered with a thin layer of snowflakes, the small grave looked so lonely in the white world, so small, so desolate, I brushed the snow off the tombstone with my sleeve, when I saw the name on the inscription, suddenly sadness came from it, and it was very painful, it was the monument I set up for you for Sister Hana, which read" The tomb of my beloved wife Hana '"

"I don't know what's going on, since then, I don't dare to go to see Sister Hana again, but don't worry, Shuang Di and Heyu will go to talk to Sister Hana every month, she is not alone, but ...... But the person she wants to see the most is you! ”

As he spoke, Zhang Xun couldn't cry anymore, and he shouted loudly to the mountain: "Ji Zheng! You'd better go see her! ”

Zhang Xun's shouts continued to echo in the mountains, but there was still no reply from Ji Zheng.

After a long time, Zhang Xun sighed helplessly, and said to Qingshan: "Xiao Ji, I hope that there will be a period in the future......"

Zhang Xun left the Chongli Sword, stepped on the dark horse and left this green mountain and green water.

The reflection of the green hills still swayed in the water, a breeze blew and the leaves rattled.

Ji Zheng hid behind a bluestone, leaned back against the bluestone, and silently cried on his back, tears flowing down his cheeks, drowning all the sadness and sadness over the years.

He drew his blazing sword and plunged it into the dirt, gripping the blade tightly with both hands, letting the blood flow down the blade, indulging the pain that spread along the blade.

This blazing sword symbolizes all his ideals and aspirations. However, when he turned over the wrist of his right hand, he could only look at the shocking scar on his wrist, for more than ten years, after countless trials and countless pains, his swordsmanship was almost invincible, but now he was disabled and could no longer pick up the sword.

He realized that he was so small, so weak, not to mention the world, even the woman he loved couldn't be saved.

He often talked about the world, and for many years, he always held such ideals, as if faith was such a cheap thing.

He believes that as long as we persist in hope and make unremitting efforts, we will definitely be able to realize our ideals, no matter how slim they are.

Kuangfu Zhou room, calm the world.

But my uncle's death is vivid, this world is full of wars, the princes are constantly fighting, the weak eat the strong, and who will put the Son of Heaven in his eyes, the so-called Son of Heaven is just a joke in the mouths of the princes.

A voice asked in his head.

Can you save this world?

In this world, is there any salvation?

Is it still worth saving in this world?

Whose world is this world?

These questions made him confused, his breath was disordered, and the blood in his chest spurted out, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

After this mouthful of blood spurted, he calmed down, the kind of calm he had never had, and soon, his breath gradually stabilized, and a shallow smile appeared on his face.

What does it have to do with me?

No, in the world, the husband is responsible!

Zhou Room, how will it repay me?

I don't ask for anything in return, I just want peace in the world and the well-being of the people.

Zhou has always wanted me to die!

When I was nine years old, my uncle wanted me to forget my origins forever, and since then, I have been dead!

Is there any hope in the world?

Perhaps there is no hope for a long time.

He shook his head, grinned silently, and slid down the bluestone, lying on his side on the dirt.

He mocked himself, but seemed to be rejoicing in something, perhaps, he could finally throw away that ridiculous, pathetic, hateful ideal.

And at this moment, his hand suddenly touched his chest, where the treasure bag had been hidden, the one that Master had given him before going down the mountain.

He sat up abruptly, and with his trembling right hand pulled the red sachet from the shirt that was clinging to his body. With a slight smile, this is a sachet sent by Shuang Di to them four years ago, and there is a "auspicious" word embroidered on it.

Master said that the mind can only be opened after the mind is dead.

I think so, right now.

Yes, right now.

He untied the sachet embroidered with the word "auspicious" and took out the sachet that the master had given them, the so-called sachet was actually a scroll of sewn linen, and he laughed, the master is the master, and such a vital truth was written on such a rag.

He pinched the sackcloth and made a few strokes on the blade, breaking the stitches on it.

Then he unfolded the scroll of cloth, on which was written only one word - "King".

After that, Xu Tan was captured and tried his best to persuade the king of Lu to surrender, and Lu finally surrendered to Wu under pressure, and then dissolved the alliance with Qi, moved closer to Wu politically, and became an ally of Wu.

Because of the accidental killing of the Zhou envoy, King Lu wrote a personal letter to the Son of Heaven to ask for guilt, and then under the pressure of various forces, he publicly executed General Xu Tan.

Not long after Zhang Xun returned to Gusu, he received a gift from someone who didn't know, and opened the package, which contained Ji Zheng's blazing sword.

Subsequently, Zhang Xun and Xiao Xun were rewarded by King Wu for their meritorious service in quelling the rebellion and conquering, and Zhang Xun was crowned as the general of Zhenguo, and then promoted to the third level of knighthood, becoming a pivotal member of the court.

Ji Zheng returned to Yueguo, accepted the post of general, and together with the King of Yue, Fan Li, Xiao Shi and others, Taoguang raised obscurity, fought hard and sought the way to strengthen the country.