Prime Minister, please pick me up

Chapter 397
The night is dark and the moon is like water.

Between the sky and the earth, there is a vast expanse of silence, the evening wind passes through, and the leaves rustle.

"Bang bang bang", turquoise fireworks bloomed in the night sky, lighting up the dark night, extremely gorgeous.

Jing Xingzhi was still dressed in black brocade clothes, and the red robe fluttered back and forth in the mountain wind, hunting the wind.

Behind him, is an army.

Seeing the fireworks blooming in the sky, Shui Han, who was standing beside Jing Xingzhi, said in a faint voice, "Zhulin has already retreated."

"Bow." Jing Xingzhi narrowed his eyes and looked at the dimly lit military camp not far away, his voice was cold.

A soldier on the side handed him a black bow.

Put the bow in place, then take the flaming arrow from another soldier and put it on the bow.

Aim and shoot.

With a sound of "swish", the sharp arrow pierced the wind, and the flames jumped in the wind.

In the end, it fell on the grain and grass without any mistakes.

In the air, the smell of tung oil, which was not very strong at first, suddenly becomes extremely strong and pungent under the burning of the flames. The air is full of the smell of burning tung oil.

Crackle!

The pile of grain and hay that Jing Xingzhi shot was at the upwind vent, and now many other places have been splashed with tung oil, and coupled with the wind, the fire spread in an instant, and the fire spread extremely quickly and was unstoppable.

Murong Xuan was just about to go to bed, and his coat hadn't been taken off yet, looking at the smoke rising from the tent, he frowned.

"Prince, it's on fire." A soldier came in to report.

Murong Xuan's face changed slightly, he opened the camp tent and walked out quickly, looking at the camp that was already ablaze, Murong Xuan's eyes were dark and dark, and there was a bit of ruthlessness, "Jing Xingzhi, do you think you can escape like this?" Is it gone?"

"Order to go on, give up putting out the fire, get ready, and defend against the enemy at any time." Jing Xingzhi squinted his eyes and ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes."

Murong Xuan looked at the fire in the distance, and heard the wailing of the soldiers who couldn't escape because of sleep and rest, his eyes became darker and darker, and the hands hanging under his body clenched into fists.

Jing Xingzhi, this crown prince really underestimated you!

However, this time, I will definitely not let you leave alive.

Lan Yu stood at another place, looking at the fire that dyed the sky red not far away, her indifferent and immature face was slightly reddish by the light of the fire, and the flames jumped in her pitch-black eyes.

The navy blue fireworks were once again in full bloom. Seeing this, Lan Yu waved his hand, "Kill!" A simple word, in the indifference and coldness, there is a majestic aura of life and death.

Following his order, the people behind him all rushed out.

The voice resounded throughout the forest, "Come on! Kill!"

The fire was so bright that it was as bright as day, and everything in the mountains and forests was clearly visible.

The two armies confronted each other and fought in the light of fire.

But in an instant, the smell of blood filled the mountains and forests, and there were broken arms and limbs on the ground.

Fight all night until dawn.

Both soldiers and horses looked tired, their eyes were scarlet, and their fighting movements were slower than last night.

The sound of "boom boom boom" came from a distance, shaking the sky and the earth.

"Prince, Mo Ran's reinforcements are here!" Someone reported to Murong Xuan.

Murong Xuan narrowed his eyes, his expression was cold.

"Do you know how many people are here?" Murong Xuan's voice was low.

"I don't know, but...the movement should be no less than 10 people." The soldier looked at the dust rising in the distance, and said slowly.

Murong Xuan also looked into the distance, then turned his gaze to look at Lan Yu and Jing Xingzhi who were still fighting on the battlefield, pondered for a while, and then said softly, "You send 15 people to intercept them."

"15? Prince, will it be unstoppable?" After all, judging from the sound of the sound of the horse's hooves, the number of people must not be less than [-].

One hundred thousand elite cavalry, their 15 horses may not be able to stop them.

Murong Xuan smiled coldly, the corners of his lips curved extremely coldly, "Jing Xingzhi was isolated and helpless at the beginning, no matter whether it was Mo Ran or Yu Chu, it was too late to mobilize the army, Lan Yu rushed here, so those people must be here now. The cavalry under his command will not exceed [-]."

"It's just a bluff!" Since Murong Xuan has been able to sit on the Shuyue Prince's position for so many years, it is not a simple matter after all, combining the information in his hands with careful consideration, he guessed the general idea.

"Yes." Seeing what Murong Xuan said, the man took orders and retreated.

Murong Xuan curled his lips into a smile that was not a smile, "Jing Xingyue, I really have to thank you for your sincerity towards Bi Qingyun, otherwise, how could this crown prince be so clear about everything!"

"If you can take pictures and stop, the heads of Shui Han and Lan Yu will be enshrined as marquises of ten thousand households and rewarded with thousands of hectares of fertile land." Murong Xuan tapped his toes, jumped onto the horse's back, his voice was mixed with inner strength, and he knew Everyone on the battlefield can hear it.

Hearing that, the eyes of those soldiers became hot for a moment, and they fought harder.

On the battlefield, the old blood has not yet solidified, but it is covered with a new layer, and the stumps of the body are also scattered on the ground.

Stained with blood, broken armor.

There was a sea of ​​blood, mountains of bones, and piles of corpses.

It seemed that even in the air, there was a mist of blood floating, so thick that it was hard to breathe, and what permeated was the smell of blood, scarlet.

Shui Han had many wounds on his body, his plain white clothes were already stained red with blood, his face was as pale as paper, almost transparent.

Holding the cold sword in his hand, he looked indifferently at the surrounding enemy soldiers. On the tip of the sword, strange blood fell drop by drop on the ground.

Seeing such fierce Shuihan, those soldiers were a little afraid to go forward, but they also surrounded him, without any intention of letting him go.After all, the benefits brought by the head of the person in front of them are enough to make them temporarily forget their own lives.

Those soldiers stepped forward together, their spears fluttering.

Shui Han swung the long sword in his hand with a promising sword flower, avoiding the spears that were close to him, tapped his toes, jumped, and landed on the spears.

Jing Xingzhi looked sideways slightly, seeing the situation of Shuihan, then squinted his eyes with a serious expression, his men's movements became more violent, no one survived wherever the sword flower passed.

"Shui Han, be careful!" A long spear stabbed towards his back from where Shui Han could not see.

Shui Han turned around in an instant, dodging the spear behind him but couldn't dodge the rest of the swords.

There was a "stab" sound, the sound of a cold sword piercing through flesh.

"Shuihan!" Jing Xingzhi's eyes shrank instantly, and he shouted.

Shui Han lowered his head and glanced, a long sword pierced his heart.

Gritting his teeth, he swung the long sword in his hand and killed those people. He barely took two steps back, and the sword stuck in his chest swayed a few times.

Jing Xingzhi's pale and delicate face was full of viciousness, and he cut a bloody path from where he was.

"Shui Han!" Jing Xingzhi caught Shui Han's crumbling body, his voice was so low that it was hoarse.

Supporting Shui Han with one hand, and holding a sword in the other to fend off the soldiers, "Shui Han, how are you? I'll send someone to send you away."

Shui Han had no trace of blood on his face, and was as pale as snow. He shook his head at Jing Xingzhi, "Xingzhi, don't...don't waste your efforts in vain! I...can't do it!"

"No, don't talk nonsense, don't you want to go back and marry Xingyue? You have to persevere, your family and Xingyue are waiting for you in Yuchu, so nothing will happen to you!" Jing Xingzhi looked at Shuihan , with complicated and deep eyes.

When his eyes fell on the long sword in front of Shui Han's chest, his eyes seemed to be covered with ink.

With a "bang", a dart opened the sword that stabbed Jing Xingzhi and Shui Han.

A blue figure came in front of them.

Lan Yu looked at Shui Han and Jing Xingzhi, his indifferent face froze for a moment, with a complicated look on his face.

"Jing Xingzhi, I'll cover you to leave." Lan Yu looked at those people rushing up, her voice was indifferent but serious.

"No...it's useless!" Shuihan coughed, and red blood gushed out from his lips.

The clothes on the chest are even more magnificent and dazzling red.

"I...I can't...I can't do it anymore!" Even the voice was pale and weak.

Neither Lan Yu nor Jing Xingzhi spoke.

"You...you know, I...can't live anymore!"

"Don't talk, I'll take you away, let's go to the doctor, to Feng Qingchi, she has superb medical skills, she must have a solution!" Because of fear and worry, Jing Xingzhi held Shuihan's wound and spoke extremely fast.

"Xingzhi, for... I would like to bring a word to my parents. It is... that Shui Han is not filial. He failed to be filial... by their side, and made them sad!" Shui Han looked at Jing Xingzhi, and said a word, Intermittent and extremely difficult, every time he spoke, a lot of blood gushed out.

Jing Xingzhi closed his eyes, turned his face to the other side, and did not speak.

Lan Yu's indifferent star eyes also felt a little touched, with a deep expression, as if she couldn't bear it.

Shui Han smiled lightly, took out a blood-stained bell pendant from his chest, looked down at it affectionately for a long while, stroked it gently with his slender fingers, and handed it to Jing Xingzhi reluctantly after a long time, "Xingzhi, help ...Help me hand this over...to Xingyue, I can't go back and marry her..." When she was speaking, her eyes stayed on the silver bell, her eyes were extremely nostalgic.

A little girl in pink clothes seemed to appear in front of him, and she said to him softly, "This bell is for you. In the future, when you are afraid of the dark, you can shake it. I will come when you hear the sound!" The bells are still gentle and beautiful.

Jing Xingzhi looked up at the sky, his face was deep and extremely complicated.

"Jing Xingzhi, Shui Han, are you wondering why you have come to this point?" Murong Xuan from a distance looked at this scene, with a smug sneer on the corner of his lips, and said to them very playfully.

Jing Xingzhi glanced at him, "What do you mean by that?"

The war was still going on, soldiers were fighting each other, but it didn't seem to affect the conversation between Jing Xingzhi and Murong Xuan.

Lan Yu stood in front of Jing Xingzhi and the two of them, blocking all attacks for them.

Murong Xuan's meaningful eyes fell on Shui Han, and then looked at Jing Xingzhi, "I know the exact strength of your troops and your plan, otherwise why would I secretly dispatch troops to block you and trap you here! "

Jing Xingzhi's complexion changed slightly, the fog at the bottom of his eyes became darker and thicker, the hand holding the sword hilt was tightened, and it turned slightly white.Sure enough, someone here revealed the news.

"Do you want to know who it is?" Murong Xuan saw all the changes in Jing Xingzhi's expression, and there was a hint of mockery in his serene expression.No matter how powerful Jing Xingzhi is and how good he is at making decisions, if the person he trusts betrays, he will only be defeated!
Women, always lose their minds because of love.

As the queen of Yuchu, Jing Xingyue actually passed the news to Bi Qingyun. Although he didn't give Jing Xingzhi the relevant marching strategy, wouldn't he deduce Jing Xingzhi's intention from Lan Yu's plan? ? !
Hearing Murong Xuan's words, Jing Xingzhi's heart suddenly tightened, and a terrible thought came to his mind.Xingyue has always liked Bi Qingyun...

This thought made Jing Xingzhi's face suddenly pale a little, his body froze, and he couldn't even hold the long sword in his hand and almost fell to the ground.

"It seems that King Yuchu Jin has already figured it out!" Murong Xuan smiled lightly, with a smug and sarcastic look on his face.

Shui Han is not stupid, seeing Jing Xingzhi's pale face for a moment, he also froze for a moment, his eyes that were still somewhat slack gathered a dim light again.

"That's right, it's your Queen of Yuchu, Jing Xingyue. If it wasn't for her, how would this crown prince know about your plan!" Murong Xuan's voice was not low, and he even raised it a little on purpose, in order to let everyone present can hear.

This news was like a huge blow to those Yuchu soldiers.

They worked hard for Yu Chu and Jing Xingyue, but that empress actually handed over their battle plan to others.

Let them be extremely chilled!

Shui Han's already pale face became even paler, without a trace of popularity. After a long time, the corners of his lips curled up in a self-deprecating and difficult way, and he murmured breathlessly, "It's... for Bi Qingyun!"

Tightening the blood-stained silver bell in his hand, he quietly looked in the direction of Yu Chu in the distance.

"Dingling bell... Dingling bell..." There seemed to be a pleasant bell sound in my ears, crisp and sweet.

She hooked her lips, and finally closed her eyes with regret, her hand dropped heavily, and the dark red silver bell fell to the ground, making a clear and crisp sound, which gradually died down.

"...Shuihan...Shuihan, Shuihan!" Jing Xingzhi lowered his head very slowly, as if he didn't dare to look at the person in his arms.

Lan Yu was also stunned, and after a long silence, she spoke slowly, with a heavy voice, "Stop, my condolences!"

Jing Xingzhi didn't speak, and looked at Shuihan lowly, there was a deep, obscure space between his eyes.

If it wasn't for Xingyue, they wouldn't have fallen to this point, if it wasn't for Xingyue, hundreds of thousands of soldiers wouldn't have been lost here, if it wasn't for Xingyue, Shuihan wouldn't have died! ? !

Jing Xingyue, do you know your responsibilities as the Empress of Yuchu?Do you know that we and Shuyue are enemies?Did you know that it is fatal for the enemy to spy on the battle plan on the battlefield?

Do you know... because of your own selfish desires, how many people have been killed, and how many fresh lives have been used to bury your feelings! ?
Jing Xingyue, the debt you owe in this life, even if it takes your life, you can't pay it off!

Putting Shuihan aside carefully, he picked up the blood bell that fell on the ground with deep eyes, and put it into his sleeve.

(End of this chapter)