Chapter 1189 Yun Xiao, oh Yun Xiao! You couldn't save me after all
"No one can accompany you for the rest of your life, child, you still have to finish your life by yourself after all."
Feng Zhaolian suddenly remembered a sentence her father said to him. He didn't understand it at the time. After being made into a medicine man, his distorted psychology made him very awkward no matter what he listened to or did. He couldn't listen to anyone's words. Anyone who gets close to him will be attacked by him, but only Yun Xiao is not rejected by him. For a period of time, he only talked to Yun Xiao, and only regarded Yun Xiao as a relative.
Now that I think about it, my father is right, no one can accompany him for the rest of his life, and he has to walk the rest of the way by himself.
But...
Feng Zhaolian twitched the corners of her mouth and gave a bitter smile. How do people go on? Yun Xiao who always protected him died, Feng Yuheng who treated him as a friend and even gave him a gun to defend himself died, and the prince Xuan Tianhua who was like a Dashun god also died. It seemed that all the people he still cared about in this world were dead. But only Duanmu Anguo is still alive!
Feng Zhaolian gritted her teeth, tightly hugging Yun Xiao's lifeless body with both hands, trembling involuntarily. Duanmu Anguo's removed arm rested quietly beside them, carrying all their hatred. It's a pity that it was only one arm in the end. They tried their best, but they still failed to save the old thief's life.
Feng Zhaolian was not reconciled, but she also knew that this was the limit of what she could do. After all, there were only him and Yun Xiao, and he was nothing more than a burden. If it wasn't for saving him, Yun Xiao would definitely have killed that old Duanmu thief to avenge his mother. Unfortunately, it's too late now.
He suddenly began to regret that when he met Feng Yuheng at the east gate of Bincheng, he should have accepted Feng Yuheng's suggestion and borrowed some people from Xuan Tianhua to follow him. That girl was a clever girl, even if he was making jokes, even if he was pretending to be looking for Xuan Tianhua, that girl could still guess the purpose of his trip. Feng Yuheng secretly gave him a gun, taught him how to use it, and told him to use it to save his life when he encountered a crisis that could not be resolved.
But he is too stupid, his years of life as a medicine man have made his strength so weak that it is not as strong as a woman's, and his arms will tremble when he exerts too much force. This is the sequelae of the medicine. Those years of soaking in the potion have ruined his life. He is neither male nor female, neither yin nor yang, and he can't even do many basic things. The gun was in his hand, but he couldn't hit the enemy's vitals, wasting the girl's efforts in vain.
Feng Zhaolian recognized the thing that Duanmu Anguo threw over, and it was also in Feng Yuheng's Shenji Battalion, it was called a grenade. It's just that the grenade in Feng Yuheng's place looks better than the one thrown by Duanmu Anguo. The shape is different, but the feeling of throwing it out is the same. The explosion was too powerful, it killed his Yun Xiao, and also destroyed his last hope of killing Duanmu Anguo.
"Yun Xiao, Yun Xiao!" He spoke softly, calling the brother who had been with him for so many years, "You know, I saw the old thief Duanmu just now, and he ran past us and broke a Your arm was bleeding all the way. When he ran over, he stepped on your foot. I didn't have time to push it away. Does it hurt? Yun Xiao! Did you see the nanny? Did you see my father, mother, concubine? Yun Xiao! Tell them, our deep hatred will not be avenged, and we will never have the chance to kill the old thief Duanmu with our own hands. Please walk slowly, wait for me..." He pulled the corners of his lips and pulled out a puff. Blood comes.
The five viscera suddenly cramped, and the blood surged up uncontrollably. Feng Zhaolian's arms holding Yun Xiao lost strength, and gradually relaxed, just letting Yun Xiao's body buckle on her. He suddenly wanted to cry, but he didn't even have the strength to cry. The blood flowed out of his mouth, staining the ground red in a short time.
"Yun Xiao! It's such a sad thing that you failed to save me after all. After all, I failed your life and failed to survive. However, Yun Xiao, I can't live well, but I can To die with you, to see the nanny, to see the father and mother concubine. Yun Xiao, wait for me."
Feng Zhaolian's eyes were about to close, the sky above her head became thinner and thinner, and finally only a shallow seam remained.
When Tongcheng Zhi Zhou Tianping arrived, he saw two people lying in a corner of the blown-up east wall city, it was the guy surnamed Feng and his guard. Tian Ping hurried forward and asked Feng Zhaolian at the last moment when his eyes were closed: "You promised me, but you still count? I tried my best to turn against Duanmu Anguo and protect you in Zhizhou Mansion, but You are going to die now, and I heard that the concubine is also dead, so is there no hope for what you promised me?"
Feng Zhaolian's consciousness was reawakened. He looked at Tian Ping and said to Tian Ping with his last breath: "There is hope, don't worry, Feng Yuheng won't die so easily! You go to Xuan Tianming and bring our corpses , he will ask Feng Yuheng to help your daughter see a doctor. Tian Ping, Feng Yuheng is the best doctor and the most caring person in the world. If you help me, she will help you too. Tian Ping" He tilted his head, glanced at the severed arm left by Duanmu Anguo, "You save me, I will take your favor..."
Finally, the Qi pulse was broken, and the impact force of the grenade explosion was far from as simple as Yun Xiao imagined. It was useless to rely on the protection of a body. Even through Yun Xiao, the huge impact still shattered Feng Zhaolian's internal organs. The six viscera broke his heart.
The sky above her head closed, and the last time Feng Zhaolian saw this world was Yun Xiao's blood-stained face...
Dashun finally captured Tongcheng, in a joyless way.
Xuan Tianming was riding on the horse, looking at this city that filled him with hatred, his hands were trembling slightly. There was a moment when he really wanted to kill this city. He hated this Tongcheng even more than the Jiancheng that fell into madness, because it was outside this Tongcheng that his wife and his elder brother were still alive or dead. He killed 100,000 soldiers of Duanmu Anguo, but he let the old thief run away again. His hatred had no place to vent, and he was even more aggrieved than when he was ambushed by Xuan Tianye many years ago and broke his legs. very.
At this time, Tian Ping brought the bodies of Feng Zhaolian and Yun Xiao to Xuan Tianming. The Ninth Prince of Dashun, His Royal Highness Yu Wang, known as the God of War, looked no different from Hades in Tian Ping's eyes. Duanmu Anguo's soldiers were bloodied all over their faces and bodies during the confrontation, and they could smell the bloody smell from a long distance away. Tian Ping had lingering fears in his heart, thinking that thanks to Duanmu Anguo, when he realized that the reason for the bombing of Tongcheng came from Duanmu Anguo, he sent an order to all the soldiers stationed in Zong Sui not to participate in this battle, which made him stand at this moment. Xuan Tianming doesn't look too much like a prisoner in front of him.
But no matter how unlikely it is, strictly speaking, it is also a captive. Because he is the magistrate of Tongcheng, and because the current Tongcheng has been completely occupied by the Dashun army.
Slowly, the people of Tongcheng also gathered here, surrounded by layers of crowds, so someone said loudly to Tian Ping: "Master Tian! Let's surrender Da Shun! The emperor actually believed the words of Duanmu Anguo As an enemy of Dashun, he actually sent Duanmu Anguo here to fight. Look at what that old thief has done. The good Tongcheng was turned into ruins by him, and so many people died. He is from Zongsui! He is a traitor of Dashun who wants to take revenge, instead of going to Dashun, he came to our Zongsui, but our emperor still listens to him. Is such a Zongsui worthy of our loyalty? What we want is the previous Zong Sui, not the current one!"
"That's right! There have long been rumors that the current emperor is not the late emperor's favorite. His throne was usurped by killing his father and brothers. How can such a person who can even kill his father and brothers love the people like a son? This has already It's not the old Zong Sui anymore!"
Many people cried. They loved Zong Sui and their country, but this love was completely destroyed when their homes were turned into ruins. The new emperor let them down. For this war, the initial resentment towards Dashun has now turned into despair towards Zong Sui. Their tears are the last mourning for Zong Sui, and the determination after the tears is the strong yearning for a new life.
Tian Ping did not answer the people's words, he personally pulled a wooden cart and walked a few steps forward, pulled the wooden cart in front of Xuan Tianming, and then said: "His Royal Highness Ninth Prince of Dashun, The people in this car said they were your friends, but they were all dead. Before he died, that handsome young man asked me to send their bodies to you, please bury them together, and said... "He paused, with a look of embarrassment on his face, and he hesitated to say something. After all, he is an official who lost the city, what qualifications does he have to make conditions with the other party? Feng Zhaolian once gave him hope that his daughter could be cured, but Feng Zhaolian is dead!
Tian Ping looked at Xuan Tianming, and finally lowered his head. Forget it, don't mention it.
Xuan Tianming looked at Tian Ping for a while, then turned his eyes to the corpses of Feng Zhaolian and Yun Xiao on the wooden cart, his heart suddenly felt sour.
Is Feng Zhaolian dead? Is Yun Xiao dead too? These two once so lively lives left the world like this, isn't this called the impermanence of the world? So, what about his Ah Heng? Is his Ah Heng dead or alive? Is his seventh brother dead or alive?
It seems that I can still think of Feng Zhaolian's sloppy virtue; I seem to be able to see Feng Zhaolian in women's clothing enchanting the whole capital; I seem to be able to remember Feng Zhaolian always playing some rascals in front of Feng Yuheng; I seem to be able to hear When Feng Zhaolian met everyone, he said that he had taken a fancy to Xuan Tianhua, His Highness the Seventh Prince.
So many memories! Xuan Tianming turned his head and looked at his soldiers and horses behind him. Over there, there is a hundred thousand troops given to him by Feng Zhaolian. Those hundred thousand Zhou people followed Feng Zhaolian out of the icy Qianzhou, arrived in Dashun, a foreign country, and followed him to attack ancient Shu, and now Zong Sui came again. , made great contributions to him and to Dashun. Although he was usually lukewarm towards Feng Zhaolian, and occasionally showed some embarrassment, in fact, Xuan Tianming was grateful to Feng Zhaolian and sincerely regarded that person as a friend.
Now, his friend died, and on this day, the three important people around him all disappeared before his eyes. Xuan Tianming suddenly thought, what is the significance of this battle?