Xuan Huaiyu hurried to King Xuan's bedroom, only to see King Xuan's face sallow on the couch, describing the wood.

He gasped heavily, the pain hit again, he coughed violently, Xuan Huaiyu helped him to sit up, smoothed his breath for him, only to feel that he was cold, as if he was in the cold, his lips were black, as if frozen into ice.

Xuan Huaiyu of the Xuan Dynasty stretched out his thin hands, Xuan Huaiyu hurriedly held his hand, wept in pain, tears rained down, and kept calling: "Father...... Father. ”

King Xuan opened his mouth, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and after a while, he said slowly: "Yu'er, father...... He has been lying on this sickbed for ten years, and he has been holding on to his crippled body until today, and now he is finally relieved...... Relieved. ”

After King Xuan finished speaking, he coughed violently, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Seeing that King Xuan was in such pain, Xuan Huaiyu couldn't cry for a long time, and endured his grief and comforted: "Father will definitely get better, Father only needs to continue to take medicine, Doctor Zhang's medical skills are excellent, and Father will definitely get better." ”

Xuan Huaiyu wiped the blood from the corners of King Xuan's mouth, and in the past ten years, he has been tormented by illness every day, lingering on the sickbed, and lingering on the sickbed.

His body was so thin that he was only a blank shell, and every time he had a cold attack, life was worse than death, and he thought about ending his life countless times and being freed. But he can't rest assured, he can't let go of hatred, he can't let go of young Xuan Huaiyu, he can't die.

Now that the prince is married, with the help of the archmage and the national teacher, he is no longer alone, he has been tormented by hatred and illness for a whole decade, and now that Chu Yao is dead, he has seen through all this, through life and death, and through hatred.

Maybe all this is providence, now that man is dying, he put all this down, he closed his eyes, quietly waited for death to come, and said slowly:

"Yu'er is now grown up, and with the help of the national teacher and the archmage, I can also rest assured that I will hand over Xuanguo to you."

Xuan Huaiyu hugged King Xuan, in pain, "Father will be fine, father will be blessed, father is blessed with heaven, and thousands of generations will ......"

A line of tears flowed from the corners of King Xuan's eyes, and he raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Xuan Huaiyu's face: "Yu'er...... Father is leaving, Yu'er must remember......"

The shouts of soldiers came from outside the hall, and the sound of swords and guns colliding interrupted King Xuan's thoughts.

King Xuan pointed out of the hall uneasily and tremblingly, and asked, "Yu'er, what's going on outside...... Will it be so noisy? ”

Xuan Huaiyu was filled with grief and indignation, he couldn't bear to inform King Xuan of the news that Xuanguo was besieged, and he couldn't bear to let his father die without peace, so he had to wipe away his tears and said with a smile: "Today is the wedding of the sons, this is the wedding repertoire arranged by the Ministry of Rites for the sons, and the song that my father heard is the newly rehearsed march song of the soldiers in the palace band."

King Xuan closed his eyes, his heart was unusually calm, and he said tremblingly: "Okay...... Very good...... I was so well rehearsed that it was as if I could be on the battlefield again, and I could still hear such an uplifting piece in my lifetime, and I could leave with peace of mind......"

Xuan Huaiyu couldn't cry and said: "Father, father......"

King Xuan opened his mouth, gasped violently, and said with the last of his strength: "Yu'er, let go of hatred...... Remember to be nice...... Good ...... Stay alive. ”

King Xuan smiled, his hands hung down weakly, he was relieved, relieved, and when he was dying, he realized in his heart: nothing is more important than the stability of the family and country and the peace of children and grandchildren, and those so-called hatreds are not important.

Xuan Huaiyu fell on his father's body and wept bitterly, since when he was seven years old, his two older brothers were killed in that battle, and his father told him that he must take revenge, for the people of Xuanguo and his dead brothers.

This belief has supported him for a whole decade, but now it has made him let go of his hatred and live for himself, he is confused, confused, and overwhelmed, thinking that his father has been tortured by illness for ten whole years, and his most beloved woman has also been beaten off the cliff, life and death are uncertain, how can he let go of hatred, how can he let go of hatred, and live alone in this world.

He knelt in front of King Xuan and kowtowed three times, and with the determination to die, he resolutely got up and said to the guards beside him: "Go and ask the national teacher to take care of the aftermath of my father." ”

Xuan Huaiyu walked out of the palace, pulled out the Chixiao Sword, and ordered General Ji and the soldiers outside the palace: "All the female dependents in the palace will go to the imperial tomb from the secret passage in the palace to take refuge with the national teacher, and when the war is over, they can leave the palace separately." General Ji and all the soldiers will guard the palace gate with me. ”

The army of Misa and Jingguo has been forced outside the city gate, the army of the living dead rushed to the front, Siluo shook the soul bell in his hand, and controlled hundreds of thousands of living dead, the army of the living dead was invulnerable, endlessly changing, advancing and retreating, and the 30,000 forbidden troops under Xuan Huaiyu fought with it, more than half of the dead and wounded, and retreated to the palace gate.

Li Hao received a message from Xuan Huaiyu, led his troops all the way back to the palace, and encountered an ambush on the way led by Ruo Mu Yuan's elite iron cavalry, Ruo Mu Yuan's spell was strong, Li Hao fought with it for hundreds of rounds, and was finally shot down by Ruo Mu Yuan with serious injuries.

Tens of thousands of soldiers under Li Hao were leaderless, and the army was defeated, with countless casualties.

Xuan Huaiyu led 10,000 forbidden soldiers to guard the palace gate, these ten years, although he did not come to the battlefield in person, but familiar with all kinds of military books, proficient in all kinds of military formations and cracking methods, he stood on the city wall with a long sword, an order, the arrow was like a flying locust, shooting at the tens of thousands of living dead army who flocked to the palace gate, and ordered people to pour the end of the wooden arrow with fire oil, ignite the fire oil with a torch, and shoot at the black pressure of the living dead.

Although those living dead are not afraid of life and death, and are invulnerable to swords, they are after all dead people controlled by spiritualism, and although their numbers are huge, they are not as flexible as the living people's demeanor and action.

The living dead were like arrows, and there were many wooden arrows stuck in their bodies, and now they were shot by the burning wooden arrows, and the fire instantly ignited the rest of the wooden arrows on their bodies, and those living dead were engulfed in fire and burned to ashes.

But there were still many living dead people who climbed the city wall, Xuan Huaiyu held the divine sword, led the forbidden soldiers to pick up the sword in their hands and stabbed it into the abdomen of the living dead, and then poured the fire oil on them, and used the torch in his hand to ignite the fire oil on the living dead.

Under the command of Xuan Huaiyu, the soldiers resisted stubbornly, and tens of thousands of the living dead who rushed in front were burned to ashes.

In the first round of attack, Siluo failed to break through the palace gate in one fell swoop, and the Xuanguo forbidden army won more with less, and its morale soared.

The conjuring bell in Silo's hand jingled, and she used the spiritualism to turn those Xuanguo soldiers who died in battle into the living dead, so that those Xuanguo soldiers who died in battle rushed to the front and climbed the siege ladder, and sure enough, none of the Xuanguo soldiers shot at them.

This move can be described as extremely vicious, the Pao Ze brothers who died in the past suddenly came to life, picked up the sword in their hands and aimed it at themselves, all the soldiers of the forbidden army were stunned in place, and no one could bear to shoot at those dead soldiers.

Siluo sneered and said, "Prince Xuan, I advise you not to make senseless resistance. They are both Xuanguo soldiers, and died in battle for the country, if you don't even let go of their corpses, it will chill the hearts of these soldiers who charge for you and spill their blood on their heads, I advise you to give up resistance and obediently open the palace gate. ”

Xuan Huaiyu slashed at the living dead who climbed the city wall with his sword, and sneered: "Poisonous woman, don't be delusional. ”

Xuan Huaiyu ordered to the soldiers beside him while chopping: "Kill them quickly, they are already dead, this is spiritualism, this is all a trick of the Misa Kingdom." ”

General Ji also hurriedly ordered the soldiers around him to pick up the swords in their hands, but they couldn't do it, and they drank wine and ate meat together last night.

They are the closest partners and comrades-in-arms, today their partners have already died on the battlefield, how can they bear to kill them again with the sword in their hands, and now those living dead standing in front of them, as if they have let these soldiers see their fate, unconsciously burst into tears, and the swords in their hands fell to the ground.

Xuan Huaiyu's eyes were red, those living dead kept climbing the city wall, and those iron-clad and hot-blooded men all shed tears, until those living dead waved the swords in their hands and stabbed the soldiers in the chest.

General Ji hurriedly shouted: "They have become monsters used by demons, and they are no longer brothers and soldiers who were together in the past, kill them." ”

It's a pity that it's too late, many of the soldiers of the forbidden army have been pierced through the chest by the sword of those living dead, Siluo took advantage of the chaos to perform light skills and jumped to the city wall, turned the soul bell in his hand, and several silver needles shot out of the soul bell and stabbed into Xuan Huaiyu's back.

Xuan Huaiyu was stabbed by a silver needle and fell down the city wall, only to hear General Ji shouting: "Your Highness." ”