After the celebration banquet of "suffering in happiness", Tang Zhan, Lu Jing and Xiao Tian returned to the vanguard barracks......

Different from the celebrations and joys of other military departments, although the troops won the battle and made the most meritorious contributions, the officers and men of the whole army were in a depressed mood, and the atmosphere in the camp was extremely gloomy for a while. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe first battle of Bianliang was the most tragic battle faced by the vanguard army, the army suffered heavy casualties, and the various armies would die on the battlefield one after another, and the whole army was like a scattered frame, with dead and wounded, grief and chaos mixed together, and the whole was completely devoid of the style and morale of the heyday......

After returning to the barracks, the three of them separated, Lu Jing returned to the main camp, Tang Zhan went to the cavalry camp, and Xiao Tian went back to the back camp to find Su Jia......

"Uh......h Woo woo...... "The cavalry camp is the most depressed here, because as a cavalry general, the third of the "Vanguard Five Tigers", Zhao Zichuan, Nangong Jun and Murong Fei died one after another, Tang Zhan's eyes were so low that he heard the secret and constant sobbing.

The voice was very familiar, Tang Zhan took a closer look, and saw Murong Ying lying in Qin Yu's arms and crying in a low voice—she had been crying for a day, from the moment her brother died in battle, until now, but the crying now was much smaller than the death of her brother in person during the war.

Tang Zhan knew that Murong Ying was uncomfortable, and she couldn't listen to anything she said now, so she just walked slowly in front of the two of them, looking at Murong Ying's fragile and helpless figure with compassion in her eyes.

"I'm back......" Qin Yu's mood was relatively stable, knowing about tonight's celebration banquet, seeing Tang Zhan returning at this time, he couldn't help but greet in a low voice.

"Hmm......" Tang Zhan nodded slightly, sat beside Qin Yu and Murong Ying, and asked with a little sadness, "Sister Ying, ...... Have you been crying?"

"From the death of General Murong to the present, it has always ......been like this" Qin Yu gently hugged Murong Ying, who was crying incessantly, and said sadly in his heart, "I can only say that this battle is really too cruel, I didn't expect that the battle that seemed to be very different would actually ...... How could it be so tragic......"

"People can't be resurrected after death, the world has different paths, let alone wars and troubled ......times," Tang Zhan sighed lightly, then looked at Murong Ying, and comforted from the bottom of his heart, "Sister Ying, maybe it's a little inappropriate to say that...... But your brother is dead, and the Murong clan has also fallen, as the last bloodline of the Murong family, you must cheer up...... Don't forget your brother's ideals and aspirations during his lifetime, although he died heroically, I believe that Brother Murong must hope that Sister Ying can inherit his legacy, stand up in frustration, and shoulder the mission of the Murong family......"

Listening to Tang Zhan's words, Murong Ying stopped crying slightly, sat up from Qin Yu's arms, her eyes red from crying, and asked instead, "...... Fate?"

"That's right, it's ......a mission," Tang Zhan continued to comfort but said firmly, "Actually, like you, I have also experienced the fall of my family...... I'm more miserable than you, Sister Sakura, I've lived in hypocrisy and lies for seventeen years, and when I think about the truth of knowing my father's identity that day, my whole body is about to collapse...... At that time, I didn't have any relatives, I didn't meet Jing'er, and I didn't even meet your friends, but I still survived...... And the only thing that sustains me to keep going is the mission of carrying my family that I have never forgotten——"

"I'm going to ...... too. Carrying the ...... of the Murong family Mission ......" Murong Ying looked at her hands and muttered in a low voice.

"You are the only bloodline of the Murong family, you must cheer up-" Tang Zhan turned to cheer up, "If you can get back on your feet, inherit your brother's legacy, lead the army north, expel Meng Yuan, and save the people of the world, I believe that your Murong family's family will also be happy for you under Jiuquan......

For a while, Murong Ying felt that Tang Zhan's words were very responsive, temporarily let go of the sadness in her heart, and murmured, "I want to ...... Inherit the family's ...... Mission...... Yes, I am the only bloodline of the Murong family, and I can't fall here......"

Tang Zhan saw that Murong Ying seemed determined to regain his strength from his misery, and smiled understandingly.

Qin Yu also saw it, and stroked Murong Ying and said: "Xiao Sakura, Brother Tang Zhan is right, you are the descendant of the Murong family, no matter how difficult the world is, you must cheer up-and, no matter how many difficulties you encounter in the future, we will be by your side, and I also promised your brother that I will protect you in this life and this life......

"Brother Qin......" For a while, Murong Ying's eyes were hazy, and tears oozed out again-only this time the tears were no longer sad, but the moving of experiencing the world's devastation, and the determination to secretly bury in her heart......

Seeing that Murong Ying's side seemed to be relieved, Tang Zhan smiled with relief, then stood up and said, "Brother Qin, Sister Ying's side will be handed over to you...... I'll go back to Jing'er first, and when the soldiers' bodies are cremated later, I'll call you again......"

"I know, you go back first......" Qin Yu also responded with a smile, "I see that Miss Lu has not been easy these days, I am afraid that she will be even more sad than Sakura's side, and she needs you to comfort her......"

Tang Zhan nodded, then turned around and left the cavalry camp......

Deep in the back camp, bow down to the railing......

Because of the grief of the death of the general, on the back camp side, all the soldiers and soldiers of the army were also depressed, and they all "nested" in the camp and sighed sadly.

The army was silent, but Su Jia was alone outside the camp, sitting on the railing, quietly playing the flute and acquiescing to the pain and sorrow. Under the shadow of the lonely moon, before the yellow sand in the suburbs, the shadow of the peerless beauty is mottled. The flute that has not been blown for a long time, sorrow tells of grief and indulgence, like a glass of bitter wine, which makes people bitter in intoxication, and cannot be faded away for a long time......

Xiao Tian responded to the sound of the flute, slowly walked to the back camp, and watched Su Jia play the flute alone, and did not go up to take the initiative to disturb, but slowly approached step by step, as if admiring the rhythm of the flute, but his expression was very melancholy-perhaps, it was the music of this flute, too sad......

Su Jia sensed Xiao Tian coming, stopped the tune, put down the flute in his hand, and whispered, "I'm back......"

"Ah......" Xiao Tian also replied bitterly, hearing the long-lost flute music, he couldn't help but say, "Why don't you blow it?" I haven't heard you play the flute for a long time...... Zhu Yuanzhang ordered the army to mourn for three days, it's okay......"

Su Jia didn't react much, just shook her head silently, and said in a sad tone: "I don't want to blow it, the more I blow it, the more I think about it, and the more I think about it, the sadder I ...... become."

Xiao Tian knew that seeing his relatives and friends die on the battlefield, and he couldn't do anything to help, no matter who it was, his heart was sad and hard to say, and he was no exception. Xiao Tian didn't speak, but slowly walked to Su Jia's side, accompanied him to the side of the railing, and quietly "listened" to Su Jia's story.

Su Jia continued: "I never thought that war would be so cruel...... It turns out that there are not a few people who have wandered the rivers and lakes and confronted the Mengyuan court, but they have never been so sad as today; even in the wind chasing faction, the day Chen Shijin rebelled and Sister Xiaohong died, it was not as sad as it is today...... Really, I feel so uncomfortable, the 'hip-hop brothers' are dead, the Nangong brothers are dead, the Murong brothers are dead, and the Zichuan brothers are dead...... I don't know, I don't know how many more people will die if the war continues......"

Xiao Tian could see that Su Jia had developed a fear of the cruelty of war, and he had never been afraid of it. Although there was no expression in his demeanor, Xiao Tian could feel every word in his tone.

After a long time, Xiao Tian raised his head and said in a low voice: "There are some things, fate is like this, although we can change ourselves, but we can't change the fate of others...... Brother Zichuan, they died in battle, bravely and righteously, we did our best, but we couldn't change anything......"

Obviously, Xiao Tian's mood is also very sad, he can't do anything about the death of his relatives and friends, and while he is sad, he also has inexplicable unwillingness and self-blame in his heart.

Su Jia listened silently on the side and did not speak.

"The Day of the Dead is changing, no matter what the world is, we still have to look at the present, just like I said before......" Xiao Tian continued, "By the way, how is Lu Zhao's foot?" At this time, Xiao Tian mentioned Lu Zhao's injury again - during the siege of the city during the day, Lu Zhao was seriously injured at the city gate, and his thigh was broken by falling rocks, although it was not life-threatening, but the situation was still worrying.

"I helped Brother Lu Zhao treat ...... today," Su Jia continued to say in a low voice, "It's a pity that Brother Lu Zhao's leg injury is too serious, I'm afraid ...... I'm afraid I'm going to end up disabled for the rest of my life......"

"That's it......" Xiao Tian heard it and said sadly, "Brother Lu Zhao is not easy, I can only say that I am lucky...... Fortunately, Jingmei's family is safe and sound...... No, it's not safe and sound, Linglong girl, she ...... "While speaking, thinking of Linglong's death, Xiao Tian couldn't help but feel a little pain in his heart......

Su Jia didn't want to mention too much about the sadness, and eased the pain in her heart, as if she wanted to change the topic to mediate her mood, Su Jia couldn't help but mention: "The past is over, no matter how much you think about it, people will not come back to life after death...... But speaking of the present, Ah Tian, I haven't been able to sleep well in the past few days, and I always have strange dreams......"

"Strange dreams?" Seeing Su Jia change the topic, Xiao Tian also wanted to find ways to mediate the atmosphere, Xiao Tian couldn't help asking, "Jia'er, you have never mentioned this kind of thing to me, because I thought you were a very realistic girl and wouldn't care about it...... So what exactly are you dreaming about?"

"I dreamed of the people I used to ......" Su Jia shook her head slightly, and muttered recalled, "I dreamed of the dead Sister Xiaohong, more than once, she would always call me in her dreams......"

"You mean...... The past of the Wind Chaser Sect?" Xiao Tian couldn't help but smile slightly when he heard this, "What's so strange about this? After a long war, my mood is heavy, and I will inevitably want to remember happily in the past...... I'm the same, I often think about what happened in Xiaojia Villa......"

"That's not what I meant......," Su Jia immediately retorted, "I mean, it's a strange feeling...... I dreamed of Sister Xiaohong, it was not a happy thing before, I dreamed that she called me 'Jia'er', that is, ...... That's what she said to me before she died......"

"Pro...... Before he died?" Seeing that Su Jia rarely mentioned these things, Xiao Tian asked a little nervously.

"This feeling is very sad and uneasy, I have been dreaming like this for the past few days, and my heart is very congest......ed," Su Jia continued, "Ah Tian, I don't know why, I have an ominous premonition in my heart, like I will encounter changes in the world soon......

Listening to Su Jia's "alarmism", Xiao Tian felt very strange, because in his opinion, Su Jia was "not afraid of heaven and earth", and never believed in the destiny of heaven. But now that he said such a thing, Xiao Tian couldn't help but feel that Su Jia's mood was not the same as usual, and he was very puzzled in his heart.

But Xiao Tian also felt that it might be the cruelty of the war that made Su Jia a little too pessimistic about reality, and inexplicably came up with some bad pictures. After thinking about it, Xiao Tian leaned in front of him and comforted Su Jia softly: "Jia'er, don't think about it, no matter what the world is, I will be by your side...... Not to mention that we have been together for so long, and we have encountered a lot of tribulations in the world, even if there is really any disaster in front of me, I will never leave you and accompany you through the difficulties......"

"Ah Tian ......" Seeing Xiao Tian silently swearing in front of him, Su Jia's heart was moved mixed with worry.

"I promise you—" Xiao Tian gave a slight thumbs up and smiled warmly.

Su Jia's cheeks flushed and nodded slightly, but the uneasiness in her heart still did not disappear......

In the tent......

Tang Zhan returned from the cavalry camp and wanted to come back to take care of Lu Jing. Thinking of the changes in the world that she has encountered these days, Lu Jing has been hit hard, Tang Zhan is afraid that her endurance is not as good as Murong Ying, and he can't let go of it in his heart......

Sure enough, just walked to the camp tent, but it made Tang Zhan see a worrying scene-

Lu Jing sat alone in the camp, didn't do anything, didn't pass on any orders, but held a wine jar and drank wine with a sad face. The paperwork and maps on the table were a mess, and I didn't clean them up. Lu Jing took a sip from time to time holding the wine jar, and over time, her face flushed; when she got up from the front of the desk, she was a little unsteady on her feet, staggering a few steps and staggering, it seemed that she had drunk too much.

Just returned from the celebration banquet, and now he was drinking again, Tang Zhan was worried about Lu Jing's body, so he immediately ran forward, grabbed Lu Jing's hands and said, "Jing'er, don't drink, you're drunk-"

Lu Jing didn't let go, hugged the wine jar tightly, and pushed away Tang Zhan in front of him, his eyes were moist, and he said with drunkenness: "It's so annoying...... You go away—"

Tang Zhan was pushed away by Lu Jing, looking at Lu Jing's pessimistic appearance, his heart was full of pity.

Lu Jing eased up, seemed to feel that she was a little too much, and thought of the "loss of cool" just now, so she changed her words and said, "I'm sorry...... Fool......"

Tang Zhan didn't say anything, slowly walked up to Lu Jing again, and slowly picked up the wine jar in Lu Jing's arms. This time, Lu Jing didn't fight again, and after letting go of his hand, he handed the wine jar to Tang Zhan, and then Tang Zhan put the wine aside in front of the case.

Tang Zhan knew that Lu Jing was sad, no matter what reason she told her at this time, she wouldn't listen to it. Without saying much, Tang Zhan just stepped forward, gently hugged Lu Jing, and held her in his arms, trying to share the pain in Lu Jing's heart.

"It's okay, Jing'er, everything will pass......" Tang Zhan hugged Lu Jing and comforted softly, that's all.

"Woo-woo......" Lu Jing was no longer "stubborn", revealing the nature of the girl's nature, and cried bitterly. The crying soon filled the entire camp, and Lu Jing cried this time, the voice was louder than any time, and she was grieving every time.

Tang Zhan didn't speak, just hugged him quietly, responding to Lu Jing's cry, and silently bearing Lu Jing's pain in his heart...... (To be continued.) )