Chapter 447
Fang Nu struggled to stand from the ground, feeling dizzy, surrounded by darkness. He felt like every face was looking at him but he couldn't discern their expressions.
Lin Shaoyu stabbed him from behind; the spear punctured his heart. Black blood flowed from his chest; he stumbled for a moment, then collapsed to the ground.
These scenes were fiercely imprinted in the hearts of the Imperial Army. They saw Lin Shaoyu standing with his spear, blood flowing down its shaft. Accompanying him were the piercing shouting of the rebel army from behind, sounding like a pack of blood-thirsty wild beasts.
Li Xingzai observed quietly, nodding slightly, his expression unchanged.
"Regardless, Lin Shaoyu definitely deserves a place in the history books. Whether it's an honourable mention or a name cursed, the court historians won't be able to erase his existence."
Song Youqu's gaze fell on Lin Shaoyu. At this moment, no one in the armed forces could shift their eyes from Lin.
