Master, do you want an appointment? [Cultivation]

Chapter 51 Prelude to the Illusion (23)

In the early morning of the second day, Fu Canghan said goodbye, and prepared to rush back to Jiankang with his troops.

Early in the morning, the weather was not very good, the dark clouds were heavy and the sky was a little dim.Yin Chi sent him out of the barracks.Fu Canghan told him that the current battle situation is developing in a good direction.Foreigners can't fight a protracted war, and they won't get anything if they persist for a while, and if they work hard on trade, this turmoil will pass.

Yin Chi quietly asked him if he would go back to Jiankang.Fu Canghan agreed to hand it over to him.Yin Chi was relieved, let Fu Canghan mount the horse, and saw Fu Canghan flick the rein neatly, turn around and leave, dressed in white clothes, with a demeanor beyond dust.

Yin Chi was in a daze for a moment, feeling two points of melancholy and three points of reluctance to wait for the reunion in the not-too-distant future.

Fate is always playing tricks, you never know what kind of waves will rise in the next moment of calm.It's like a road that can see the scenery ahead is suddenly torn open, and the situation changes in an instant.

A soldier guarding the city gate suddenly ran over with an anxious face, saluted and said quickly: "General, it's not good, the Huns are calling again."

His voice is not loud, but enough to be heard by those around him.Yin Chi turned around calmly, and said, "Go back to the camp. How's the situation? It's been a few times, are you still panicking? You're useless."

Just as the sound of beating drums sounded in the distance, "Dong Dong Dong" was as majestic as thunder.The little soldier couldn't help shouting: "General, it's different this time! The number of them outside has suddenly increased several times, and it looks like there are 10,000+."

When Yin Chi heard this, the faint uneasiness in his heart resurfaced again.The troops of the Great Jin Dynasty were scattered. Although Beicheng Pass was an important pass, the garrison was only [-]. After excluding the old, weak, sick and disabled, plus the casualties in the previous two stations, the total number of troops was actually only [-].The foreign tribes are small, and although all of them are good at fighting, there are always not many people.The Xiongnu hid their troops, so what was the purpose?Let them win two games first, boost their morale, and let Yin Chi gain a firm foothold?How can it be.

Then they didn't take advantage of the fact that Yin Chi's foundation was unstable when he first arrived, and he didn't drag out the army to suppress the situation until this time. What are they trying to do?He walked quickly towards the city wall and said, "What else?"

The lieutenants from all walks of life ordered troops, and the soldiers ran and lined up one after another when they heard the sound of drums.There is orderliness in the dusty chaos.The soldier trotted to keep up, panting, "They, their military flag has changed."

Yin Chi quickly climbed up the city wall and asked, "What did you replace it with?"

The surrounding soldiers on duty guarding the city wall replied, "It's the king's banner of the Huns."

The Jin respected the dragon, while the Xiongnu respected the wolf.Yin Chi walked to the crenel and looked out. The densely packed crowd brought up billowing smoke and dust, and a banner of white wolf on a black background waved in the wind.

......

Do you regret it?Are you sorry?

Fu Canghan gave him the first regret in his life, but also gave him a life without regrets.With Fu Canghan, Yin Chi's life, no matter how many regrets he had, would be considered complete enough.

Yin Chi never thought that what the conspirators wanted was not Yin Chi's life or Fu Canghan's life, but the whole world.He didn't expect that the Xiongnu not only had a sharp increase in soldiers, but the few lieutenants left by Mu Wu turned out to be internal agents of the Huns.He even didn't expect that Fu Canghan... would come back.

Yin Chi is neither an absolute scholar nor an absolute general, he knows a lot of things.He is smart enough, but if he wants to go to the top, the condition is that you only go one way.Yin Chi knows that there are enough people who are superior to him in military strategy, but it is not easy for him to lose.Unfortunately, this time, he lost.

It seems that there is a pair of hands controlling his fate in the dark, firmly pressing him to follow the established track to the end.

Behind Yin Chi was Fu Canghan, and they leaned together to look at the Huns who surrounded them.The blood had already stained Fu Canghan's snow-like white clothes red, and the red was so bright that it was disastrously bright and spread on this piece of yellow sand rolling land.Yin Chi's armor had fallen off on the ground, and it was unknown which corpse it was under.She was wearing a tight-fitting black dress, which was already wet, with sweat and even more blood.His blood, the blood of Jin soldiers, and the blood of Xiongnu soldiers.

Under their feet are corpses one after another, stacked together, all in black armor, the Huns.Surrounding them, surrounded by circles and circles, were the same black armor, holding guns, but they no longer had the courage of their companions to rush forward.

The sky was dark and heavy, and the cold wind blew across the blood-colored land like a cry of heaven and earth.In Yin Chi's hand, he was holding the gun that he had snatched from someone who didn't know which soldier. In fact, he didn't know how to snatch it, but his sword had already broken at this place.Fortunately, he learned quickly, and he could use it a few times when he saw others playing.He leaned on Fu Canghan, and there was no room for breath on the battlefield. He even thought about why Fu Canghan came at this moment.When he saw him, he didn't even have time to ask, "Fu Canghan, why did you come?"

His back was still straight, but he knew he had no strength, and every bone was screaming for pain.He was very tired and thirsty, and the fine wounds on his body hurt every time he moved.But at this moment he didn't know why he laughed. He laughed softly, with a dry hoarse voice, and said: "I always knew that you are very good at martial arts, very good, but I didn't know that you are so good. It is more intuitive than when we first met." Seeing your swordsmanship is as fast as the light of the morning sun breaking through the clouds."

At this time, he can still gossip like this, Fu Canghan holds the sword, but thinks that probably this is Yin Chi.Between life and death, I am calm.But he also felt that Yin Chi was able to laugh because of his own reasons.So he responded lightly.

Shanyu of the Xiongnu shouted after riding his horse.Yin Chi reckoned he was scolding those soldiers.He wiped his face with the back of his hand, and said softly: "Although it's good to die together, we can count as a lifetime like this. But Fu Canghan, I want you to live."

Fu Canghan glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and there was a sudden chaos outside the encirclement.He said: "You know this game is settled."

"Then what are you doing here? Will you die with me?" Yin Chi asked in a hoarse voice.

The soldiers surrounding them were about to move, but they couldn't hide their fear when they looked at the corpses around them.

Fu Canghan's voice was also hoarse, but compared to Yin Chi, he was undoubtedly calm or indifferent.He is not afraid of life or death. For him, most things and people are not enough to shake his heart and arouse his emotions.It also includes life and death.His indifferent appearance is probably inferior to many immortals.

"Here comes the heart." Fu Canghan said.

Yin Chi was heartbroken, and said in a hoarse voice, "You know exactly how meaningful your life is. You...you...have never liked me at all, and I admit it."

Arrows rained from top to bottom, piercing through the air.The sky and the ground are densely packed, and there is no way to hide.Yin Chi tried his best to resist a few times, and then lost his strength, it was difficult to resist.A sharp sword pierced into his arm, and Yin Chi didn't even have time to lick him.The rain of arrows came one after another, and the connection was extremely fast. In the third wave, Fu Canghan suddenly pulled Yin Chi down.Subconsciously, Yin Chi turned and squatted down following Fu Canghan's strength.

They all knew that the Hun King could not let them live.If they want gold, silver and money, capture him and exchange with Fu Canghan and Da Jin.Knowing Fu Canghan's identity at this time and had to kill, what he wanted was Da Jin.

Fu Canghan didn't know about this situation before, but he was just faintly worried about Yin Chi, so he suddenly turned his horse's head and came up alone to take a look.At this moment, he didn't regret it, he didn't listen to his reason but his heart.

Fu Canghan held up a half-person tall shield, and the shield left at his feet blocked Yin Chi's back, while he blocked Yin Chi's front.Shield and Fu Canghan formed a small space surrounding Yin Chi.Fu Canghan leaned slightly, wrapping Yin Chi completely under his own protection, and stroked Yin Chi's head with his other hand.

The two got so close that Fu Canghan could kiss Yin Chi's forehead as soon as he lowered his head.Yin Chi was stunned for a moment, he didn't even understand what happened in the dark.It was a chaotic day and the world turned upside down in an instant. Although he looked at life and death calmly, he still had all sorts of emotions in his heart that he couldn't vent.So it became the confusion at the moment.

A patch of skin was scratched on the forehead, and it was still in hot pain, when suddenly a trace of coldness touched the wound gently.Yin Chi's eyelashes trembled, and he didn't dare to move or make a sound.

Fu Canghan said: "If there is an afterlife..."

If there is an afterlife, what will you do?

Today, at this time, there is nothing you can do, and there is nothing I can do.

Meet in this life.

Fu Canghan thought that if Yin Chi hadn't met him.When the heavy snow fell, was he still drinking fine wine and eating delicious food in Jiankang's restaurant, surrounded by people who would make him happy, laughing wantonly.

Yin Chi thought if Fu Canghan had never met him.When the heavy snow fell, he must have been in Jiankang, with official documents in his hand, and was busy driving with the sound of snow outside the window.

Unfortunately, they met.

Many, many years later, in the history books, in the story of the storyteller in the teahouse and restaurant, there are countless versions of legends about the encounter between the two of them.But there is always a question, is their meeting lucky or doomed?

Many people said that if Fu Canghan hadn't died, Da Jin might not have died so soon.If Yin Chi had never met Fu Canghan, why would he have died so early.Probably doomed.

Trembling, Yin Chi wrapped his arms around Fu Canghan's waist, and pulled out an arrow from Fu Canghan's back.At this moment, the rain of arrows didn't stop, as if they didn't tie them all up and down, and tied them into two hedgehogs, as if they were sure that they wouldn't dare to stop if they were dead.

The corners of Yin Chi's eyes were wet, like rain, winter rain.Do your best, give everything you have, silently connecting lines, falling intermittently.

He gently clung to Fu Canghan's ear, and murmured: "If there is an afterlife, will you be able to promise me? You said it was too early, so this moment is just a good time? Fu Canghan, Yin Chi is lucky to meet you in this life." Extremely."

Bright red blood spilled from the corner of his lips, staining Fu Canghan's ears.

"You can't...do not count...if you...if you go against your promise, I will...follow you...until... ..."

The barely audible sounds broke into short strands, and finally became silent and disappeared.Two wisps of bright red blood slowly merged into a pool, no longer distinguishing between you and me.

I don't know when it snowed heavily, and the first snow in Dajin came early this year.Flying and fluttering, white and flawless, big and big flowers fall down, gradually burying the bright red land.Everything is dead, and there is a vast expanse of whiteness. The sound of "Woo-Woo" blows across the mountains, rivers and battlefields, sobbing, crying and mourning.

Yin Chi and Fu Canghan, life and death have never been negative.

He is willing to give up his life to protect each other.

He is willing to accompany life and death.

The author has something to say:

[Top the pot cover] Well, that's right, the prelude to the illusion is about to end, and we're going to go back to reality [Please save the blade] In fact, in fact, in some respects, it's still very sweet, right~ Master, he's finally almost there, right? ~cough cough【Jiezhi who ran away quickly】

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