What do you want him to see?

Rong Da opened his eyes when he heard this, and saw that Zhu'an was not looking at him at all, so he sat up with difficulty on the ground and looked at Zhu'an's line of sight.

For a while, Rongda opened his eyes in astonishment, and a sourness welled up in his heart.

...... Is this Shura Field?

Not far behind him, near the wall of Wucheng City, there was still a sea of smoke and fire, and countless corpses crackled and burned.

In front of him, the Hun soldiers who got along with him day and night were surrounded by the enemy on their backs, in purgatory, and the same group of land was invaded by the Chaoyue soldiers who were also in dire straits, killing each other, if they didn't fight hard, they could only be killed, and then people kept falling, they fell into madness, kept fighting, screaming, imposing pain on each other, and death everywhere.

The bones were all over the place, and the blood flowed endlessly, as if they were going to cover the land with flesh and blood.

Is this how people kill each other?

However, what made people collapse was that he suddenly realized that all these tragedies were caused by war, and it was he himself, who were in power, who put the Huns in such a situation!

Is this really the right thing to do?

......

Rongda suddenly screamed hysterically, like the wail of a trapped beast, and buried his face in his palm in the palm of his hand, whimpering intermittently.

By the time the dust had settled, all the Hun soldiers had fallen silently beside him, and he had no strength, lying silently on this strange land stained red with blood, waiting for his breath.

Raven put away his saber and walked over and patted Zhu'an on the shoulder, "Xiao'er, let's go." ”

Zhu'an nodded, turned around and was about to leave, but Rongda suddenly screamed in horror.

“...... It's late, it's late......"

Zhu'an stopped and looked down at him, his expression complicated.

Rong Da's eyes stared at the sky wildly, and he didn't know what he was looking at, so he was silent for a moment and then said to himself, his slit throat was like a worn-out bellows.

"It's late, haha, the gunpowder in Dock City is really bright...... It's like fireworks...... Bursts of bang into the sky, bang...... Whole...... Blow them all up...... That was the signal for the attack, and the Hun army was about to ...... How can you stop......"

“...... Haha, war ...... Can't stop......"

"What are you talking about?" Raven frowned and kicked Rongda.

Rongda closed his mouth and said nothing.

Zhu'an understood what Rongda meant in an instant, and his heart sank.

The Xiongnu planned to slaughter the city with the dead, once the gunpowder exploded, rushed into the sky, the Xiongnu army would receive a signal, immediately launched a full-scale attack, after occupying the dock city, the northwest fell, and then drove straight in, directly into the Central Plains, captured every city.

Although their gunpowder did not blow up any of the people of Wucheng, they were still all released in order to get out of the city, that is, the Xiongnu side had already received a signal to attack.

Juan turned his head to look into the distance, trying to see something, but he didn't see anything.

Rongda looked like crazy, and ate and laughed again, his fingers vaguely gestured to something, and he struggled to cast his eyes in the direction of his homeland, and finally muttered in a low voice.

"Dead ...... Death...... It's coming!"

Then there was no sound, but the last smile was forever fixed on his face, which was more ugly than crying.

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The Huns' large army came faster than expected, and it should be the vanguard of it, and the momentum was huge, and the shadow of a black crow could be seen from the horizon in the distance.

The raven looked into the distance and estimated his combat strength, "Xiao'er, what should I do now?"

Zhu'an was silent for a moment, looking at the Chaoyue Army and the sand bandits who gathered around him, everyone looked at him trustingly, Zhu'an only felt that a stone was pressed in his heart, these people, what about their tomorrow?

But where can they flee?

If they don't do something, what will happen to the people in the rear?

It's a question, but what is the second option?

This should be his fate.

He calmed down, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Under the nest, how can there be eggs? We will have a battle with the Huns, so there is no way to retreat and there is no choice." I, Zhu'an, was originally the son of Lin Jingzhi, the general who protected the country, Lin Xiao, in the past, my father was buried in the rivers and mountains at the age of the year, and today I am willing to advance and retreat with all of you!"

Since he can only stay on this battlefield in the end, he should also leave his full name to comfort his dead father.

The raven smiled calmly, stepped forward and stood beside him, "Since you are robes, you should advance and retreat together!"

The crowd had already seen death as home, and they echoed it loudly, and no one flinched, they stood side by side, firm as a wall that would never fall.

Prepare for a head-on collision with the advance march of the Huns.

Raven waved the saber in his hand, squinted his eyes and took a serious look at Zhu'an, and then said loudly, "Brothers, it's time for us to go up!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The sun rose, and there were no more twists and turns, and Zhu'an and his party rushed directly into the Hun army.

All that's left is a killing spree!

The war was raging, and in the thick sound of killing, it was impossible to distinguish who was who, with a momentum of going forward and breaking the boat, their small team was extremely fierce, and instantly tore a large gap in the Hun soldiers, and the Hun soldiers fell one after another, and they were invincible.

The more the war became more and more intense, the killing was endless, and under the fighting, it was particularly stale, and it was fought until the sun was about to set.

But the Huns are numerous, like locusts that cannot be killed, after all, they are people, and they always feel hard.

Suddenly there was a staccato singing sound in his ears, and Zhu'an only felt very familiar, but he couldn't remember the name for a while.

The voice was like that of a raven, and he wiped the blood from his face, turned his head, and stiffened his hand.

The raven was half-kneeling, humming a song, snatching a flag from somewhere in his hand, throwing away the wolf head flag of the Huns, and replacing it with the military flag of the Lin family army that he was carrying in his arms.

He held the military flag with a pestle, and a bloody hole was broken in his chest, and he was dying.

The big forest characters are stained with blood.

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"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations. ”

These are the few words that Raven memorized in his private school textbooks when he was young.

A flood left him an orphan, and a private school deployed by Lin Jingzhi took him in.

Life was not too easy, but he felt that he had hope of living.

After joining the army, when he went to the battlefield for the first time, he was actually a little scared and uneasy.

Looking at the dark battlefield of the battle, the blood flowing in the shadows of the swords and swords, and the fall of one enemy or companion after another, he only felt a chill in his heart.

However, after living on the tip of the knife for a long time, he got used to it.

He always remembered the phrase that exuded the bitter ink of the book.

Looking up at the general, he also has some of his own understanding, he fantasizes that he can achieve a peerless national soldier, but he can follow the general, fight the horse, defend the country, keep the border peaceful, no more war, and resist the country for thousands of years.

He even made a joke with the bearded man - "Stick to one family and one country, become a famous general, maybe a hundred years later, the common people will give him the title of god and official ancestral hall, and also give him a handful of incense." ”

At that time, he was a peerless soldier and a glorious ancestor.

However, when the general died, he suddenly woke up from a peaceful dream, and even though his fame went down in history, he would only be a gray plaque in the future.

What can be left?

After living in a state of confusion for so long, now, he dared to dig out that little bit of expectation from the bottom of his dusty heart and put it in front of him.

I hope to coexist and be loyal to the heart, make meritorious contributions to the country, do the right thing for heaven, and protect the territory and the people.

This is what he wants, and this is what the general wants.

Did he do it?

He just wants to remember one sentence, that is-the general's life, invincible!

Even if he died, the raven felt extra calm in his heart.

His great general, he can finally apologize with the last of his remorse.

The vision seems to be a little blurry......

Lin Xiao, the general, Mrs. Forgetting, bearded, Ah Fei...... There are many, many people's faces, passing in front of his eyes little by little like a marquee, far away.

The bearded man also raised his hand at him, smiling and calling him, "Come on, Brother Dao!"

The nickname that no one remembers for more than ten years shouted out of the bearded man's mouth again, does it mean that he has been forgiven?

The general stood side by side with Mrs. Forgetfulness, looked at him with a smile, and waved to him, and he suddenly felt that he had become the child who cried because of the tenderness he had experienced in the past.

His expectations seem to have really come true.

He fell on the battlefield.

He was coming to them right away.

Raven slowly raised his hand, trying to grasp the phantom, smiling and whispering.

“...... Weekend...... Fortunately, I was not dishonored!"