Thirty years of the Northern Calendar, cold winter:

There was heavy snow in the sky, like wool flying all over the sky, at a glance, it was all snow-white, and the biting cold blew away the neck, and I couldn't help but shiver.

Outside the military tent in the north, a soldier in armor walked hurriedly towards the tent, and the eagerness on his face was extremely obvious.

I can't wait to be in the tent at this moment, and the trembling of my mouth is stronger than the trembling of my body because of the severe cold.

"Newspaper—"

He broke into the main tent, shouted loudly, and fell straight to his knees.

"General, a team led by the Seventh Prince was ambushed in Silicon Ridge, I hope the general will go to support quickly!" He lowered his head, it was a bitter winter, but he still sweated.

But because the soldiers outside were standing in the cold wind, they were here with firewood, and it was extremely warm.

When the people in the tent heard his words, the originally lively atmosphere immediately fell silent.

Li Zhijin's face on the main seat immediately changed, and he quietly glanced at Vice General Wei on the left.

The two exchanged glances, and then saw General Na Wei raise his hand and let the others retreat, leaving only the three of them in the tent.

When the soldier heard this, he immediately held his breath, how did he feel—

"Is there such a thing?! I wonder if the barbarians can withdraw from our northern borders? Li Zhijin's face immediately changed greatly, and he looked at the kneeling soldier on the ground and asked.

"The barbarians have withdrawn from the territory of the Northern Dynasty, but the team of the Seven Princes has encountered an accident and their lives are in danger, I hope General Li will go to support as soon as possible!"

The soldier breathed a sigh of relief, apparently he had thought too much.

"Okay, don't worry, the general will definitely go to support, you can retreat first." Vice General Wei glanced at Li Zhijin with hooked lips, and then said in a fluttering voice, telling this person to step back.

After listening to this little soldier, the words of the two generals seemed to be a little bit-

But the general's heart was beyond his guess, he responded, stood up, patted the melted snowflakes on his body, clasped his fists at the two, turned around and prepared to walk out.

"Whew-"

As soon as he turned around, he felt a pain in his chest, and when he looked down, a long sword passed directly through his body from his back, stabbing blood-red.

He turned around with difficulty and looked at the two men behind him in disbelief.

Li Zhijin looked at him and laughed, "You have worked hard, you have made meritorious contributions to the Northern Dynasty to resist the enemy, go down and enjoy the blessings as soon as possible." ”

The soldier's eyes were full of incredulity, he didn't understand... What did you do wrong?

It's just--I want them to-go and save the prince--

His body fell heavily to the ground, and his eyes of disbelief were still open, and he looked a little terrifying in the tent.

Vice General Wei snorted fiercely, threw away the long sword in his hand, and walked towards Li Zhijin.

"General, why don't we go and see, where did these seven princes die?"

The two glanced at each other, then each raised his glass and took a big sip, "What General Wei said is true, please." ”

"General Li, please!"

The two put down their glasses and swaggered past the soldiers on the ground and walked out.

The two led a team towards what the man called Silicon Ridge, and sure enough, they saw corpses all over the ground.

The corpses were lined with blood, and the blood melted the snow and covered it again.

General Li squinted, why didn't he see it, the corpse of the Seventh Prince?

"Come on, go find the Seventh Prince!" He raised his hand and commanded his subordinates.

"General Li, can you see that?" Vice General Wei stepped forward, squinted and looked around, but did not see the body of the Seventh Prince.

Li Zhijin "tsk", and said in his heart that this barbarian is also very brainless, I don't know if I will take this opportunity to kill her?

"I believe that soon, we will hear the news we want." General Li's brows moved slightly, and he smiled at Vice General Wei.

"General, here!"

A soldier suddenly shouted and beckoned them to go.

General Li immediately hooked his lips and smiled, "Come, General Wei, let's go and have a look?" ”

After that, he walked towards the front, General Wei's heart was crossed, he was here, what are you afraid of?

When I walked over, I saw a gorgeous helmet there, connecting to the snow under my feet, and one person tried to pull it but found that there seemed to be something stuck underneath.

"Wait!"

General Lee raised his hand to stop the soldier, and then crouched down himself and pushed the snow away from the helmet.

Soon, they saw a pale and bloodless face under the helmet, which was the Seventh Lord in their mouths!

"Ahh

The soldier was taken aback, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed to her, the Seventh Lord was the person that every soldier of them admired!

General Li was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitched with dissatisfaction, and then he directly covered her face with the snow and stood up.

"Alright, put on your helmet, let's go back to Kyoto!"

"General?" The soldier was a little incredulous, and immediately stood up and asked, "General, why don't you bring back the body of the Seventh Prince?" She shouldn't be buried here! ”

After hearing this, General Li immediately rolled his eyes, took a deep breath, endured the anger in his heart, and whispered, "This is the best destination for the Seventh Prince, if we forcibly take it away, wouldn't it hurt what she left in this world in the end?" Okay, don't talk about it, take the helmet, this helmet represents the Seven Princes! ”

After that, he led everyone away directly and ignored him again.

When the soldier heard this, his face immediately fell, and he suddenly knelt down, knelt beside the helmet, and gently lifted the snow away with his hand, and gently took out the helmet.

In the end, he covered it with snow again, kowtowed a few times to the Seven Princes buried in the ground, and then left.