Chapter 163: Martyrdom

"General Bi!"

"Hold on!"

Not only the Jin army behind him exclaimed, but on the city tower, including the emperor, countless people's hearts were fiercely pulled, some women and old men covered their mouths in fear and worry, and some couldn't help but shed tears. More people have already shouted, slapping the city wall, cheering for Bi Lei, and even the emperor Sima Ye seems to have forgotten his identity for a while, patting the wall tiles hard, and shouting.

Bi Lei's mount screamed in grief, as if he also knew that his master was in danger, but he sped up his speed and ran towards Chang'an City with his head buried in his head. Bi Lei crouched on the horse's back, only felt that the back was in great pain, and even his breathing was blocked, he heard a shout behind him, and there was a scream in his ears that the Jin soldiers were brutally surrounded and killed in order to cover themselves and block the enemy, and heard countless encouraging voices from the city wall in front of him, he suddenly roared, used all his strength, resolutely stood up on the horse's back, and rode away from the dust.

The cheers on the city tower were loud, and the mountains were like a tsunami. Everyone was happy in their hearts, Sima Ye shouted excitedly, and he even secretly decided that as long as Bi Lei could finally escape back to the city, he would immediately promote him to the general of Zhengdong and reward him in front of everyone. Lu Yun also nodded frequently, Bi Lei's image of a lonely hero who can fight his way out of the encirclement and return safely after defeating the enemy army is a good example to inspire the whole city and even the whole world to fight against Hu Lu with a heart of victory.

The number of cavalry of the Jin army besieged in the Xiongnu array was sharply reduced, and there were less than forty or fifty people left in a short time. It is basically doomed to the tragic end of the annihilation of the whole army. However, he fought for the lives of hundreds of people, and finally covered Bi Lei's successful breakthrough from the enemy's encirclement array. Although Bi Lei's injuries are not light, he can barely support it now, as long as he can escape back to Chang'an City, the emperor will definitely let the Tai Hospital do his best to treat him, and his life will always be safe.

On the battlefield, the attention of countless people was focused on Bi Lei's one person and one horse. Bi Lei only felt that the strength of his whole body was slowly passing, he clenched his steel teeth, panted, and galloped back quickly.

Eighty zhang ...... Sixty zhang ...... It's less than fifty feet away!

The gate of the east gate of Chang'an is in front of you, and in the huge crack of the door that opens, you can even see the hands of the army robe Ze constantly beckoning and the nervous and eager faces, it's almost there!

Suddenly, another crossbow arrow pierced through the air and roared, with a muffled pop, and slammed tightly into Bi Lei's back heart, without a feather. Bi Lei only felt his head roar violently, he couldn't hold it anymore, let out a low groan, and rolled off the horse.

The mutation is steep! On Chang'an City, I couldn't help but be stunned. Even the Hun soldiers gradually stopped the noise and stood there and watched. For a while, everything in heaven and earth seemed to be silent anymore, only Bi Lei's war horse, reluctant to give up his master, resolutely turned around and ran to Bi Lei's body, neighing again and again, constantly pushing him with his hooves, lowering his head and arching him, seeing that the master was seriously injured and difficult to return, the horse's big tears kept dripping into the dust, smashing out a small shallow nest.

Bi Lei is not dead. He lay on his back on his side, and the light on the canopy pierced him so much that he couldn't open his eyes, and he didn't want to open them again. He felt very tired and tired, he was forty-six years old this year, and he had to practice hard in the school yard like a young man, running and shouting on the castle towers, and killing enemies on the battlefield. He was so tired of living that he didn't want to hold on like this anymore.

How nice it would be to take a break. The scenes of my youth, inexplicably appeared in front of my closed eyes, so comfortable and free. From now on, there is no need to worry about the defense with all your heart, and there is no need to worry about the current situation, everything will go with the wind, and there will be countless descendants of the great rivers and mountains who will fight for it, God bless China, and the Han people will not die!

There was a sudden roar of the bow, and the war horse was heard screaming in mournful ears, and then it fell to the ground with a bang, stirring up a large cloud of dust. Bi Lei opened his eyes and struggled to stand up, but it turned out that it was Zhao Ran who shot an arrow into the horse's head, and the mount that had followed him for many years went before him and died beside his master.

"Traitor, you are so mad, how can you last long!"

Bi Leiqiang stood up and hissed. Zhao Ran unhurriedly controlled the horse and approached, looking at it condescendingly, his face full of the arrogance and high-spiritedness of the victor. Several shield players hurriedly came to Zhao Ran's side, erected a big shield, covered Zhao Ran, and vigilantly stared at the Chang'an City Tower. However, at this distance, the arrows in the city can be shot, but in front of Zhao Ran, it is almost the end of the crossbow, and the threat is not great.

"General Bi, I also had a relationship with you several times back then, and even worked together for a short period of time, why are you so unkind and insulting me repeatedly? If you come down now, I will save your life. ”

Zhao Ran looked at it condescendingly, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In fact, he had already made up his mind in his heart, and at this time it was just like an old cat grabbing a mouse and teasing it before eating it.

Bi Lei was seriously injured, and blood had begun to flow from the corners of his mouth. With his elbows on the ground, trying to make his body stand up a little more, he stared at Zhao Ran deadly, and his blood-red eyes were about to erupt with fire.

"You are a nobody, I don't look down on you at all. Besides, I am a general of the country, and I am deeply favored by the imperial court and surrender? Hmph, I die and don't have the face to see my ancestors! ”

Zhao Ran's face was cold and could scrape off the ice. Bi Lei's deliberate contempt made Zhao Ran's sensitive and self-esteem feel like he had been frustrated. And he surrendered to the Huns, bent his knees and was scolded by the world, that is, within the Xiongnu and Han Kingdoms, many famous kings and generals, such as Shi Le, looked down on him in private, and he didn't care, or he could pretend to be indifferent. However, the basic moral norms inherited in China for thousands of years still form a shackle invisibly - Zhao Ran has not completely destroyed human nature, he attaches great importance to filial piety.

For many nights, he dreamed that he knelt at the feet of his dead father, who angrily scolded him for being a beast who had forgotten his ancestors, a disloyal and unrighteous traitor, and said that the ancestors of the Zhao family were not at peace on earth, and that he was deeply disgraced because of him. My father's feet stomped on the ground, and the sound of shouting and scolding exploded in my ears one after another.

And Zhao Ran crawled on the ground, crying bitterly, saying that he was forced by current affairs and there was no way, and said that he was indeed an unfilial son, and asked his father to calm the anger of the thunder, but where was his father willing to let him go easily, not only scolded more fiercely, but even suddenly took out a cold sharp knife, saying that he wanted to clean up the door and eliminate the ugliness of the family, Zhao Ran was so frightened that he got up and ran, his father chased after him, chasing closer and closer, and suddenly stabbed him in the back vest.

Every time he woke up, Zhao Ran was covered in a cold sweat, dizzy, and sometimes even had tear stains in the corners of his eyes, and he always felt a faint pain in his back. He also asked himself in the middle of the night how he would confess to his ancestors when he died in the future, and he couldn't answer this question. So in the day-to-day battle, Zhao Ran burned and slaughtered like crazy to stimulate and numb his confused heart.

"Look for death!"

Bi Lei's breathless words were like sharp needles, piercing Zhao Ran's heart at once. Zhao Ran was annoyed and ashamed, and pulled out his knife, and in his eyes, a murderous aura appeared.

"Don't kill him!"

Seeing him draw his sword, all the soldiers and civilians on the upper floor of Chang'an City shouted involuntarily. Emperor Sima Ye was so anxious that his face turned red, and he leaned out and shouted urgently, "Don't kill him!" I can promise you what conditions you want! ”

Seeing that the Emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty, the co-lord of the world who had been in charge of the four seas of Kyushu for the Heavenly Patrol and the supreme ruler who had killed and robbed hundreds of billions of living beings, was now taking the initiative to beg him in a low voice, a huge sense of accomplishment that he had never had before, which made Zhao Ran excitedly look up to the sky and laugh wildly.

"You ignored me, treated me like grit, like a weed! When the enemy's army pressed the border, they thought of me and asked me to die for you like a dog, but I didn't even give you a bone! And now? I stand before you again, but now I am the victor! It's the conqueror! ”

Zhao Ran's suppressed and complicated emotions that had been hidden in his heart for many years suddenly erupted without warning at this moment. He straightened up on his horse, swung his knife wildly, and shouted hoarsely at the castle tower. At this moment, there was no sound, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be quietly listening to his catharsis.

"What orthodoxy, what Hu Han, what homeland, fuck it! Whoever values me, I will follow whom, don't say anything fake and moral, I don't want to hear it! Promise me? What can you promise me? I want you to open the city and surrender now, can you do it, huh?! ”

Sima Ye listened to Zhao Ran's crazy scolding, his face was already blue with anger, and he finally made such an rude and rebellious request, and immediately flicked the sleeves of his robe to refuse sternly, but Zhao Ran didn't have the intention of waiting for them to answer, just after roaring, he pulled the reins of the mount and pulled it up, and the war horse jumped forward and stood up, and then, the huge horse's hooves stepped heavily on Bi Lei's chest!

The people in the city, from afar, seemed to be able to hear the crisp sound of Bi Lei's sternum breaking one after another. The women suddenly let out a miserable cry, hugged each other tightly, and the cries rang out.

Bi Lei bowed his body tightly like a shrimp, grabbed the horse's legs that trampled on him, and then fell to the ground again. A large chunk of his chest was sunken, and blood spurted from his chest and mouth, staining his cheeks and placket red, and even his armor was a large patch of red blood. Bi Lei wanted to turn his head and take another look at his home and country, which he was deeply concerned about, but he didn't have the strength to turn his head anymore. He gasped, spurted a lot of blood, and suddenly used up the last bit of all his strength, and screamed hoarsely!

“…… Swear to kill Hulu! ”

The next moment, the heavy horse's hooves were like ten thousand pounds, and they stomped on Bi Lei's front door, Bi Lei trembled, and he didn't move anymore, and General Wuwei was martyred.