Chapter 70: A Tragic Song Breaks the Soul

The sun is rising, and the smoke of gunpowder fills the entire Yangxin City.

The busy traders and buyers on the streets have disappeared from people's sight, and more are the corpses of soldiers lying on the ground coldly.

Chu Han rode a high-headed horse, walking on the street, looking at the corpses everywhere, there was a sting in his heart. These are all soldiers of the Snowy Country, and they should have shouldered the heavy responsibilities of the country and family responsibilities to protect their families and defend the country. Because of an infighting, precious lives were lost.

During the entire siege deployment, Chu Han made a very precise plan, and he was greatly affected from beginning to end. Yang Xincheng, which has been difficult to break for a long time, is in Chu Han's plan, and it is all controlled at the fastest speed. The second prince, Mu Di, was besieged in Xunyang Mansion at this time.

Chu Han gently pulled the horse's rope, and the horse obediently stopped. One sideways, Chu Han dismounted.

"Brother Chu, the second prince was trapped in Xunyang Mansion and did not escape. "Zhou Hao surrounded the entire Xunyang Mansion in three layers, and even flies couldn't fly out all the time.

"Hmm. "Outside the Xunyang Mansion, there are still soldiers guarding it. They are like stones and trees, and they do not show panic and uneasiness because of war and defeat. This is the highest spirit of a soldier, a strong and unyielding perseverance.

"Open the door and let me wait to enter. Chu Han said to the guards. His words did not show the posture of a victor, after all, Chu Han had been on the battlefield for a long time, and he would admire the perseverance and unyielding soldiers in his heart.

"I won't open the door until I get an order. One of the guards said firmly. When his gaze looked at Chu Han, he didn't have the slightest fear.

"Bold, daring to be so presumptuous. You are already at the end of your crossbow, and you dare to speak wildly here. You're not afraid of losing your head. Zhou Hao said angrily. His experience of soldiers is very little less than that of Chu Han. At this moment, they are already the victorious army, and he does not pay any attention to the defeated soldiers.

Zhou Hao's intimidation did not get a response from the guards, and they blocked the door of the mansion even more coldly and calmly.

"Offended. Chu Han didn't want to see an innocent death, so he slapped the guards to the ground with two consecutive palms.

"Take them down, they are all soldiers of the Snowy Country, and they must not be killed again. To kill, but also to die on the battlefield against foreign enemies. Chu Han's words were an explanation to Zhou Hao, and it also made him remember that he should not kill the two of them.

"Yes. "Chu Han has already been named, and Zhou Hao naturally won't move them again. He winked, and several soldiers took the guards away.

The door of the house opened, and the courtyard was crowded with people, and a man stroked the piano, looking leisurely.

The man of Fuqin is the master of this Xunyang Mansion, and he is the master of Yang New Town, he is Mu Di.

The Mudi guqin is in his hand, and the strings are in his hand, just like a sword, very intimate and familiar. Suddenly, the strings make a pleasant sound, and the sounds of mountains, streams, birds, leaves, and so on can be heard from the sound of the piano. In such an environment, as a loser, the mood should be lonely and sad. Mu Di was very calm and indifferent.

When a soul-penetrating piece is finished, Mudi presses the strings with both hands, an act that indicates that the whole piece is complete.

"This general's face is somewhat familiar, but he can't remember where he has seen it. Mu Di walked from the seat of the strings to a tea field, and he began to cook the tender tips he had just picked up today.

"You and I have had a relationship. "This side of the fate comes from Qiao's auction house. At that time, in Mu Di's eyes, he was not a character.

"Looks like my memory isn't too bad. Mu Di sat on the stone chair, he held the tea set, looked at the boiling hot water, and prepared to make a good pot of tea. Mu Di's identity, usually does not do it himself, today he wants to make a pot of good tea by himself, maybe he knows in his heart that this time may be the last time to make tea and drink tea in this life.

"I don't know what the general is called?"

"My surname is Chu, as for what it is, that's it. Chu Han made a long story short.

"General Chu, can you have a drink with me. Mu Di invited Chu Han.

Chu Han didn't answer, for this loser, his words and deeds definitely have the demeanor of a king, and this cup of tea is worth drinking together.

"How?" Seeing that Chu Han sniffed the fragrance of tea, drank it in one gulp, and pursed the corners of his mouth a few times, Mu Di could see that Chu Han was not a full martial artist.

"The fragrance is fragrant, the tea is green and astringent, but it stays fragrant for a long time. ”

"Good, good. From Chu Han's words, Mu Di can know that Chu Han also knows some tea ceremony. Fame and fortune in a lifetime, power to seize each other, give up a lot, forget a lot. Only this tea ceremony has always been adhered to. Before you die, you can enjoy a good pot of tea with your tea friends, which is also a celebration.

"I have been born a royal 、、、、、、 since I was a child" suddenly Mu Di began to sing a ballad, which seemed to be a narrative, narrating his life. The content of the lyrics, Chu Han is in his ears, and he is also reading it. For a contender for imperial power, every move before death is a true portrayal and worthy of being experienced.

When Mudi's song was halfway through, the servants and magnates of the court fell one by one. Some of them took poison, some took out daggers and learned about life. These servants and magnates, as the book says, are the ghosts of the prince when they are born and the prince's ghost when they die. On the road to hell, the second prince doesn't want to be too lonely.

Zhou Hao looked at the servants and the others knowing their lives, he wanted to stop it, but he couldn't stop it, he could only watch them die. When watching these people die resolutely, Zhou Hao inexplicably felt a sense of sadness. If it wasn't for Chu Han's appearance that day, maybe he would have ended his life that day. Once a person is in the next life, how much food he eats, how much water he drinks, and how much he walks, it may have been arranged by God. How can you control your life?

Chu Han was more or less shocked by the actions of these people, but his gaze stayed on Mu Di's body. Mu Di's every move is like an ancient picture scroll, which is particularly eye-catching and attractive.

'Ah!' Mu Di ended with an ah, with sighs and relief. He was still smiling, still very indifferent.

"General Chu, can you help me bring a message?" Mu Di said.

"Second prince, please speak. Chu Han said.

"Bring him a word, the brotherhood in this life is broken, the next life is galloping, goodbye on the battlefield, and you have to go again. Mu Di is unwilling to say this, he has already seen through the brotherhood. If he has another chance in the next life, he still wants to fight with Mu Tian.

"San'er, brother, I'm gone, you kid is alive and well. In this life, I only have you as a brother. After Mu Di finished speaking, black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, he had already hidden poison in his mouth, and when all the explanations were completed, he completely understood his life.

Heaven and earth are counted, but they can't be counted as heavens, and they can't be counted as earth. If Chu and Han fight, there will be death. In this life, Mu Di was defeated, and in the next life, he will definitely not be defeated again.

Chu Han heard the message that Mu Di had died at the end, which was a word to Mu Lin. In his heart, Mullin was a true brother. Until he died, Mu Di would not understand. The real man behind this battle is the real brother in his mouth, Mullin.

Chu Han didn't want to look at the dead people here, his mind was a little confused, he walked out of Xunyang Mansion and walked slowly on the street alone.