King of Glory: I am a Soldier

Chapter 593: World Chapter: Fall of the Star General (Part )

Therefore,
At the moment of the final battle, when Huang Zhong saw the ferocious Ming Shiyin approaching Sun Shangxiang with the intention of giving her a fatal blow, he looked at the wild girl's face which turned pale in an instant due to panic from afar, and his eyes instantly turned red; at that moment, the only thing that emerged in the old man's mind was the scene of being powerless to face the death of his beloved girl on the highlands of Shu two years ago.

Can he lose this unbearable weight in his life again?

Are we going to let the tragedy that has already happened happen again?

By the time Huang Zhong came to his senses, his body had already rushed in front of Sun Shangxiang and blocked the final blow from the desperate enemy.
The second skill [Shi Gua·Flying Wing] that was supposed to lock onto Sun Shangxiang was attached to his heart on the left side of his chest like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

Afterwards, Ming Shiyin activated his third skill [Qin Gua·Eternal Life] with a ferocious face.

At that moment, the huge, majestic, and evil power of the fallen god, like a flood and a beast, overwhelmed Huang Zhong's functions with unstoppable force. In just a moment, it destroyed all the vitality of the left half of his body, causing him to fall into an abnormal state of systemic collapse due to overload!
With such a huge disparity in strength, no hero could withstand the ultimate move of Ming Shiyin, who had already reached the level of [True God], not to mention that Huang Zhong was a relatively fragile shooter-type hero.

This blow is absolutely fatal.

however,
The amazing thing is that at that moment, Huang Zhong did not feel the slightest fear, but instead felt an unprecedented sense of relief, as if a wandering ghost had finally fulfilled his wish and was about to disappear.
That's great,
At least this time, he finally succeeded in saving the girl he cherished, instead of having to watch her die helplessly. This is enough!
No?
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Cold tears fell drop by drop on Huang Zhong's weak and haggard old face.

Turning his gaze from the increasingly bright sky back to that beautiful face, looking at Sun Shangxiang whose lips trembled but could not utter a word, and whose crystal tears just dropped silently, the dying Huang Zhong smiled sincerely: "Don't cry. You look so pitiful. You don't look like the fearless daughter of our family at all."

At this time, the entire left half of the old man's body, including his face, had been completely carbonized, just like a piece of dry wood that had been burned into charcoal, and continued to emit a burnt smell full of death. At the same time, Ming Shiyin's power of depravity inherited from Emperor Jun was also frantically and irreversibly eroding his fire in a place invisible to the naked eye, which indicated that it was only a matter of time before the fire was extinguished.
But for some reason, the old man had no fear of the impending death. Instead, he felt relieved and satisfied.

"At the last minute, someone is here to see an old man like me off to the grave. It's really nice." Huang Zhong said half-jokingly.

Hearing this, Sun Shangxiang, who was trying her best to control her emotions, finally couldn't hold back anymore and broke down completely on the spot: "You old bastard! You old bastard! Who told you to meddle in other people's business!!"

In fact, in this situation, anyone can see that Huang Zhong has completely lost hope.

The survivors who were watching this scene from afar all had red eyes. The atmosphere of sadness enveloped everyone's heart for a time, like a heavy stone pressing down on them, making it hard to breathe.

but,

Huang Zhong didn't seem to care, instead he smiled even more happily.

"Haha, silly girl. You have the same temperament as me, an old man. You are only good at talking. You are from a noble family, but you are always so vulgar. In this respect, you are not as good as my girl."

But then again, is it really that far off? Not really.
So the old man continued, "But I just like your eccentric and aggressive personality because it is just like me when I was young."

This time, as if her disguise of pretending to be strong was stripped off, Sun Shangxiang finally stopped being stubborn, and with her emotions breaking down, she cried like a helpless child.

"I, I am not worthy of your sacrifice! I always scold you, don't give you face, and always go against you."

"It's worth it." Huang Zhong changed his previous serious and rigid image. At this moment, he was like a gentle and kind old man, using a doting look to give the younger generation the most gentle comfort: "The future world can be without a stubborn and pedantic old man, but it cannot be without a lively and cheerful young lady. The sailboats of the new era have no place for us old people of the old era, because that is your world. The road ahead is still long, and you can go further. And the old soldiers can be buried in the countdown before the arrival of the new era."

Gradually, Huang Zhong's breathing became weaker and weaker, and it became more and more difficult for him to speak.

Just like a candle in the wind, flickering and about to go out
"Don't cry, child. In fact, I died two years ago, but I am very lucky because I still meet you. It is you who makes me feel that I am still alive and gives me the courage to continue living."

Looking up at Sun Shangxiang's pitiful crying face, a rare look of reluctance appeared in his only remaining right eye.

"In fact, I know that you just can't stand the decadent look of an old man like me, so you always try your best to provoke me. This method is really clumsy and not smart." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but reach out his hand with pity and rub her head hard: "You, child, actually have a good heart, but you just can't listen to my advice. Then just listen to it this time, okay? A girl should be gentle and virtuous, and can't always be so careless. It's really inappropriate. Do you understand?"

Sun Shangxiang couldn't stop crying and nodded desperately.

The old man, who seemed to have finally fulfilled his wish, breathed his last sigh of relief at this moment. "In the past two years, I have never dared to tell you that the song you sang at that time was actually very nice. Finally, can you sing it again for an old man like me? I want to hear it."

Sun Shangxiang was stunned for a moment. With red eyes, she pursed her rosy lips deeply and finally nodded vigorously.

She silently held the old man's body in her arms, letting it rest lightly on her kneeling legs. She then tried to adjust her emotions before slightly opening her red lips.

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green and endless. I ask you when you will return, and when you come back, don't hesitate. At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, half of my friends are gone. A pot of muddy wine will end my remaining joy, and I will not dream of the cold tonight."

The melancholy and sadness in the lyrics echoed across the devastated battlefield as Sun Shangxiang hummed softly.

It seems like there is an invisible hand gently plucking people's heartstrings.

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green and endless. The evening wind blows the willows, the sound of the flute fades, and the setting sun shines beyond the mountains. At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, half of my friends are gone. It is rare to be together in life, but there are many separations."

Her eyes were full of loneliness, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly from time to time. Every note she sang seemed to be venting the reluctance and sorrow deep in her heart.

The breeze blew by, ruffling her hair, but it did not affect her immersion in the singing at all. Her lonely figure looked even more pitiful against the backdrop of the morning glow, like a beautiful and sad painting.

All the living heroes present bowed their heads in silence. Zhen Ji, Mai Shiranui, Nakolu and others, who were also moved by the loss of their comrades, also shed silent tears one after another.

And in the soft and pleasant lingering singing, Huang Zhong’s last words seemed to be vaguely accompanied by it.

"You are all good kids. Tell Wang Yao that I am so proud of what he has done. But the dead are gone. I hope he can regain hope of living. And cherish the people around him. Don't waste the rest of your life in vain. From the bottom of my grave, I, an old man, will bless you."

Finally, at the moment of death,

The old man raised his right hand tremblingly, as if he was trying to grasp something in the void; invisibly, it seemed as if the pure, kind and charming girl had come specially to lead him to another paradise.

"Wait for it, my girl. Uncle will be here soon."

Bada
The scarred palm then slid heavily to the ground.

In this decisive battle against the forces under Di Jun, the veterans formerly affiliated with the Sanfendi forces, the former master of highland defense, the Soul-Burning Heavy Artillery Huang Zhong, were killed one after another.

Since then, this old hero, who was considered to be the most experienced among the people present, closed his eyes with a smile and passed away suddenly.
When he is alive, you take it for granted, but only when you lose him will you feel the world is falling apart.

He was both a father and a mother, and although he always felt that he had never played either role well, he had indeed tried hard to do it well.

He is both rigid and gentle. He is an elder whom even Wang Yao can rely on. Luna and Sun Shangxiang are willing to regard him as a father figure. He is the only broad and solid hand that all of them can hold when they are depressed and confused.
Perhaps his life can be summarized in this sentence: He had no ability to change this era, but he had done everything he could to the best of his ability.

Apart from being a hero, he is just an ordinary stubborn old man, but he is never vicious.

In fact, not everyone has the ability to change an era, but for an ordinary person, this is good enough.
[PS: The song sung by Sun Shangxiang is called "Farewell", and the singer is the landlord's cat. I have always liked this song. If you are interested, you can go and listen to it. ]