Also drunk, singing, mountains and rivers

"General Jianwei said.

"This..." Li Shou showed embarrassment.

General Jianwei smiled and said, "Mr. Shanhe, who was personally invited three times by the Prime Minister of Jingzhou, and the son of Jingzhou rode a horse out of the mountain, is it not worth even thirty miles in your eyes?"

"Jianwei dog thief, look at this!" An angry shout caused General Jianwei to look to the left immediately, looking for someone who was rude.

At this moment, a huge arrow shot out from the right side of the formation. He looked to the left side for a while, and when he saw the huge arrow attacking, he immediately dodged. The general's right shoulder.

The cold and sharp weapon pierces the bone, and the pain of splitting the body kills the heart.

He spit out a mouthful of blood on Mr. Shanhe's back.

Seeing this, Li Shouzheng glared at Zhang Zhishun quickly, and the other party quickly said, "Retreat, it is impossible to retreat."

This great general Jianwei is truly mighty and brave.With a huge arrow in his body, he groaned in pain, and pulled out the huge arrow again, throwing it in front of the formation.The laceration on his left shoulder was bleeding profusely in an instant, and he couldn't see any other fluctuations except for his frowning.

Pulling out the arrow with his bare hands, the Jingzhou army was terrified. Taking advantage of this moment, Zhu Zheng immediately said in a low voice: "Go back to the city."

General Jianwei looked majestic and majestic, but he knew that he was almost at the end of his strength after being hit by this giant arrow.Just now the Jingzhou army had already carried out the siege, and if it was delayed any longer, they would die with thousands of arrows piercing through the heart.

Just like Zhou Zhengting, the eastern captain of Jianping just now.

He followed Zhu Zheng's suggestion and returned to the city with his horse.

Clusters of arrows rained down on his black-maned horse closely following him.

Just as Zhang Zhishun was about to wave the flag, Li Shouzheng pushed him and shouted, "Zhishun! Don't be impulsive! Mr. is still on his horse!"

Zhang Zhishun gritted his teeth resentfully, and asked: "Then how is it now!"

Li Shouzheng thought for a moment, then calmly said: "We have a group of elite soldiers, enter the city by water, and investigate quietly. The rest of the soldiers are stationed where they are."

Zhang Zhishun said impulsively, "We can't delay it! If we delay it for a day, we won't besieging Jianping City!"

Li Shouzheng sighed anxiously: "You don't want to retreat and replace people, and you don't want to station and search people now, what do you say!"

Zhang Zhishun thought about it quickly, and said: "The giant arrow in the body of the 'Great General Jianwei' is expected to be half-disabled or not dead. We only need to wait for an hour or two and force our way in."

"What if there is fraud in the inner city!"

Zhang Zhishun rolled his eyes and said, "Then... let the elite soldiers go guerrilla from the waterways first, and see how many Yizhou troops there are in Jianping City!"

Li Shouzheng let out a long sigh; "Let's do this first. I hope you can find Mr."

Zhang Zhishun smiled treacherously: "Don't worry, he won't kill Mr. He is still waiting to be a hostage."

Li Shouzheng glanced at him sullenly, and said in a low voice, "President Mei blames the blame, don't blame me when the time comes!"

Zhang Zhishun sneered and said, "Jianping fell and went straight to Yiling. At that time, it is a question of whether we will still be able to blame Prime Minister Mei."

Li Shouzheng slapped his legs angrily: "Why only bring [-] soldiers and horses, such a dilemma! Alas!!"

"From today onwards, this Shensha halberd belongs to you." Father said in a low voice, and handed a halberd that was shining with cold light to Chang Ge, "Treat her well."

Chang Ge took over this mighty weapon that had belonged to many generals of the Chang family.She restrained her murderous spirit, and lay quietly among the singers, her halberd body was shining with frosty colors, but was dyed with dancing warm colors by the candlelight of the ancestral hall.

******

"Why did father pass on the halberd today?" Chang Ge asked.

My father let out a long sigh, still reluctantly touching the body of the Shensha halberd with his right hand, and said slowly: "Chang Ge, you remember. From now on, your affiliation is the frontier, the wind and sand, the wild singing battlefield, and the towering drums." "Death in battle is the most appropriate way for a soldier to die."

Chang Ge looked at him half understanding.Behind is the frosty night.Goose feather snow.

the next day.When Chang Ge woke up again, he no longer had a father.

His father, kneeling in the middle of the ancestral hall, facing several ancestors of the Chang family, just like the previous generals of the Chang family, committed suicide by taking poison.

☆, three captures

In this tangled and painful dream, Chang Ge recalled the tears and pain in Chang'an, the wind and sand in Liangzhou, and the uncertain Wang.

He seemed to be in the cold sky prison in Chang'an City, returning to the day when he was held down by the king and poured poisonous wine; it was also like a fire burning his heart, returning to the dungeon, the day when he was scalded by the king with a branding iron.

He looked indifferently at the loud shouts and curses in the quicksand pit, and remembered the sharp sentence "You will die!"

There is also the sneer of Wei Jun in Hanzhong-"Zhu Zheng has already died cleanly".

Cursing and sneers swept Chang Ge, and he fell heavily into the tunnel of Chang'an, hearing Zhu Zheng's "don't come back again".The icy shackles locked him, he lay on the cliff in Shangyong, the howling autumn wind was blowing, he was clinging to the rock wall, fingertips digging on the cliff, below was the abyss, like walking on thin ice.

Suddenly, Chang Ge's whole body vibrated like a weightless fall, and he was suddenly pulled back from the suffocating dream by the pain. The familiar burning pain gnawed at his shoulders and bit his muscles and bones.

Chang Ge suddenly opened his eyes.

It was the red-hot Huairen sword, and Zhu Zhengzheng was holding the sword and sticking it to the wound left by the huge arrow on his shoulder.He resisted the huge pain in his heart and lungs, and pushed him suddenly, but there was no strength in it.

"You... Get out!" Chang Ge panted heavily, exhausting all the strength in his body, but only uttered two discontinuous breath sounds.

He was lying on the couch, his hair soaked with sweat.Pain and sadness took the blood off his face, and he tried to clamp down on the edge of the bed to restrain his emotions, but found that his entire right hand was swollen and numb, making it difficult to control himself.

Zhu Zheng was pushed by him, he only lowered his head, put away the Huairen sword in his hand: "Are you still cold?"

Chang Ge lay weakly on the couch, slowly turning his face away, not wanting to answer, never wanting to see Zhu Zheng again.This movement caused his whole body to ache like plucking bones and tendons. The huge pain burst from his right shoulder, poured straight into his heart, and ravaged his whole body.

A burst of cold and a burst of heat alternately struck.Chang Ge was tormented by the alternating heat and cold, her whole body trembled suddenly, and her blood pulsed suddenly.

This time, he might really be dying.

Someone pushed the door lightly.

"Sir, the medicine is ready, I'll cool it down for you."

The female voice sounded familiar.

Chang Ge suddenly turned her head, but her right shoulder was torn, and she couldn't help but let out a low voice.

Zhu Zheng immediately pressed his left shoulder, wanting to push him back, but he was afraid that any disturbance would make him uncomfortable.His hand hesitated on Chang Ge's shoulder, but he finally took it back.

"Sure enough...it's you!" Chang Ge lost his strength and fell back on the bed. At that glance, he did see the proprietress of the restaurant in Jianping City.

Zhu Zheng nodded: "It's me. Not only me, any wine shop you enter will have the same result."

"You!" Chang Ge's chest was full of emotions, shock and anger even overwhelmed the bone-biting pain in his right shoulder, he stared at Zhu Zheng fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "You... are so cruel."

Zhu Zheng was unmoved. He looked at the wound on Chang Ge's shoulder and said softly, "Chang Ge, come to Jingzhou. You and I will join hands."

Chang Ge gave a short sneer, and said two words in a low voice: "Hugh, think."

Zhu Zheng is silent.

The only sound left in the room was the faint sound of coals crackling.

He got up and took the decoction, tested the temperature, walked to the bed, and said softly, "Drink the decoction first."

Chang Ge gritted his teeth to bear the pain, and said curtly, "Don't drink."

Zhu Zheng didn't speak.The candlelight reflected his gloomy shadow on the bed, and the coercive black shadow completely covered Chang Ge.

"Don't force me to pour you." Zhu Zheng said in a low voice, with an undeniable sense of oppression in his tone.

"Are you drinking too little?" Chang Ge said coldly.

Zhu Zheng stood where he was, with a feeling of cold oppression all over his body. Although he didn't speak, the menacing atmosphere made Chang Ge feel tight in his chest.

On the day they met again in Jinguancheng, Yizhou, Zhu Zhengzhen was right.

Regardless of whether the Great Zhou is dead or not, Zhu Zheng is indeed the king of Changge.

Just staring at him silently like this made Chang Ge feel submissive again.

Chang Ge turned her face away, pretending that she couldn't see his gloominess, and couldn't understand his staring gaze.He was afraid that if he took another look, he would go back to the old Changge who always knelt on one knee and called "My King".

Zhu Zheng put the bowl on the couch.

Chang Ge's heart tightened, for fear that this uncertain king would do something terrible again.

Zhu Zheng changed into a soft tone that Chang Ge hadn't heard for a long time, and said slowly in a low voice: "Your shoulder injury is too serious, you have lost a lot of blood...you still have a fever...it doesn't matter how much you hate me , but don't hate medicine."

Chang Ge was silent for a while, the scorching burn on his shoulder reminded him, he whispered: "I dare not drink sir's medicine."

Zhu Zheng changed his previous tone, and persuaded patiently and softly: "Drink. I'll feed you."

"No need." Chang Ge said resolutely. After speaking, he supported himself with his left hand and tried to get up with strength, but found that his limbs were weak and his head was heavy.This struggle also caused the wound on his right shoulder to explode, and blood began to gushes out again.

"Don't move." Zhu Zheng stepped forward hurriedly, supported him, and took out a handkerchief from his cuff to help him cover the slightly open wound.

Chang Ge was exhausted, half sitting and half lying down, Zhu Zheng assisted him to sit still with his left arm, and at the same time took care not to touch his right shoulder so as not to bring him pain.

He supported Chang Ge to sit down, took the medicine bowl, blew slowly, and deliberately took the first sip of the soup in front of Chang Ge.

Zhu Zheng carefully blew the second mouthful, followed it with a bowl, and brought it to his mouth.Zhu Zheng didn't try to persuade him anymore, and he didn't use coercion to force him anymore. The spoonful of medicine just stopped in the air, waiting for Chang Ge's answer.

Chang Ge lowered his eyes to look at the soup bowl, the candlelight beside the bed lit up the shallow layer of the soup, coating it with a golden light.Chang Ge bowed slightly towards the spoon, and felt another burst of pain.

Zhu Zheng approached gently, handed over the spoon, and fed the spoonful of medicine in his hand to the rhythm of Chang Ge.

His actions were completely different from the last time he was in the dungeon.In the prison, Zhu Zheng pressed Chang Ge against the wall with his left arm, pinched his cheek, and forcefully poured a glass of poisoned wine.

He looked at Zhu Zheng, who was silently blowing the decoction in front of him, with mixed emotions in his heart, mixed with emotion, bewilderment, and old resentment.

"Mr. is kind and powerful, it's really a good command." Chang Ge said in a low voice.

Zhu Zheng didn't even lift his eyelids: "For you, I have never used any imperial tricks."

Chang Ge took a careful look at the calm person in front of him.

A bowl of decoction will be finished soon.

Zhu Zheng didn't have a handkerchief, and didn't care about anything else, so he just took his sleeve and gently wiped the corners of his mouth.He said softly: "You take a rest first, and you will have golden jade crisps to eat later."

When Chang Ge heard this, his confused and gloomy eyes suddenly lit up: "Jianping still has Jinyu crisps to eat? The proprietress...is she from Chang'an?"

Zhu Zheng didn't answer, just said: "You are too tired today, and you were injured again, eat some favorite food, and you will recover quickly."

Tear off the soft and tender meringue that is overflowing with milky fragrance, and the soft salted egg yolk is wrapped in the moist and sweet white kidney bean paste filling.This is Chang Ge's favorite food when he was young, and it is also the "meeting gift" that Chang Ge carried in his sleeve pocket when he first met Zhu Zheng.

Zhu Zheng nodded: "I also asked the proprietress to cook a few home-cooked dishes that you like, eat as much as you can."

Chang Ge glanced at him suspiciously, Zhu Zheng noticed this look and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chang Ge said slowly: "It's nothing... Are you Situ Xuan's upper body, suddenly so gentle."

He blurted out without thinking carefully, but it was obvious that Zhu Zheng looked a little disappointed.

"...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mention your sad things." Chang Ge knew that he had made a slip of the tongue and shouldn't mention Situ's family more, and apologized in a low voice.

Zhu Zheng restrained his expression, and said calmly, "It's nothing."

Chang Ge drank some soup and medicine, and ate some golden jade crisps handed over by the proprietress. Only then did he feel a little better, and gradually woke up.Only then did he notice that the giant arrow on his right shoulder had left a big hole, and the blood soaked the front and back of his clothes and penetrated the silver armor, dripping all over the couch.

Only then did he feel that the armor on his body was really dead, pressing against the wet clothes underneath, making it heavy and stuffy.Chang Ge fumbled and began to remove the silver armor with one left hand.

"I'll do it." Seeing this, Zhu Zheng immediately reached out to help.

"Don't bother me, sir." Chang Ge pushed his outstretched hand with his left hand, but pulled his entire right shoulder, causing a heart-pounding pain.

Zhu Zheng stopped talking, and once again raised his hand to help him remove his armor.

"'Wait for the song to put down the chaos in Liangzhou, and I will unload the armor for the general.'" Chang Ge suddenly whispered.

Zhu Zheng's movements froze, and when he removed his armor again, his fingertips trembled in a panic.

Chang Ge chuckled.

Zhu Zheng pretended not to hear the irony in the chuckle, continued to take off the silver armor, and asked in a low voice, "Does it still hurt?"

Chang Ge said calmly: "Such minor injuries, not to mention ten times, I have been hit seven or eight times."

"I'm not kidding you."

Chang Ge blinked: "I'm not joking either."

After taking off the silver armor, Chang Ge realized that the black shirt on which he was wearing was ragged and blood-stained, especially the injured right shoulder, which was almost completely torn.On the shoulder pierced by the huge arrow, the flesh in the wound was forcibly pulled out, looking red and swollen, like a silent mocking mouth.

He misunderstood Zhu Zheng.

The scar left by the Huairen sword just now is around the wound, the wound is too deep and scary, if the cauterization is not stopped in time to stop the bleeding, it is possible that this time it will really not survive.

Seeing him staring at the burn mark, Zhu Zheng was dazed, and said in a low voice, "I'm in a hurry, I know you're in pain...but if the bleeding doesn't stop..."

Chang Ge remained silent.

Zhu Zheng sat on the edge of the bed with his head down, his expression was hidden by the shadow of his back, and he said, "Chang Ge, come to Jingzhou."

"What am I going to Jingzhou for? Help Lord Chi attack Yizhou again?" Chang Ge frowned, "Then what am I, Chang Ge? Unfaithful?"

"Jingzhou will not attack Yizhou. At least, not in my plan." Zhu Zheng said briefly.

Hearing the word "planning", Chang Ge felt disgusted in his heart: "Forget it. I don't understand Mr.'s planning and planning, let alone the affairs of the court."

Zhu Zheng was silent for a moment, and said, "If I say, some things are forced..."

"Understood?" Chang Ge repeated softly, "I would like to hear what it is like to be forced."

Zhu Zheng did not answer.He sat with his back to the light, staring intently at the iron mask on his face.The mask is taken off and put on every day, and the edges are smooth and shiny.

Following the faint light, he touched the cold iron surface.

☆, scars

This is a windowless dungeon, surrounded by stone walls, and only a low wooden door leads to the outside world.

Chang Ge sat on a low wooden couch, where he couldn't see the sky and couldn't tell the night, he had been imprisoned for a few days without knowing it.

Someone pushed open the low wooden door and walked in.The moment the wooden door opened, shouts, flames, and screams penetrated through the small door into the originally quiet dungeon.

It's Zhu Zheng.

And in his hand was a flaming iron.

He held this soldering iron that looked hot, and looked at Chang Ge.Sitting on the couch, Chang Ge also looked at his cloudy king.

Zhu Zheng raised his hand.

Chang Ge did not resist.He only felt his face pricked like a fire needle, like a silver needle piercing his heart, but the tiny wound hurt his heart.The pain pierced through the head through the orbital bone, and the previous puzzlement, sadness and slightest expectation were all condensed in this pain.

A wave of anger mixed with resentment rose up, but was resolved by the twitching sadness in his heart. This coolness started from the heart, chilled his body, chilled his soul, and chilled his heart.

Chang Ge's eyes were a little blurred, and through tears he looked at the sky and the land he used to hate, and the people he once regarded as life.However, he endured it and held back his tears.

The Chang family never cried because of pain, it was useless.

Zhu Zheng threw away the soldering iron, turned his face away, with his back to the light, and couldn't see his expression clearly in the shadows.

The screams and fighting sounds that penetrated through the small wooden door were close to my ears, but so far away that they had nothing to do with them.

Zhu Zheng touched the key from his waist and approached Chang Ge. He, who was always calm, lowered his head behind his back and began to unlock Chang Ge tremblingly.

Zhu Zhengkaisuo's fingertips were trembling.He completely ignored Chang Ge, and only focused on the keyhole of the shackles.The hole was not too small, and he made several scratches near the keyhole, but it didn't match the keyhole.After trying many times in a row, it was extremely difficult to open the lock.He even sighed insignificantly.

After the shackles were undone, Zhu Zheng pulled the shackles away, grabbed Chang Ge's shoulders and pulled up the distraught Chang Ge, walked to a stone wall, and touched an inconspicuous spot on the wall.

A stone door opened, revealing a dark corridor inside.

Zhu Zheng pushed Chang Ge into the tunnel, hurriedly stuffed a kit into his hand, threw the Shensha halberd in, and slammed the stone door shut.Before closing the door, Chang Ge seemed to be in a state of pain and confusion, and heard him say, "Don't come back again."

Don't come back.

Chang Ge stared blankly at the completely closed stone door.The wound on his face was still burning with pain, and when he touched it, it felt like silver needles were dancing on the skin.

He thought of the kit in his hand, opened it to find some medicines and... a small piece of iron mask.He touched the mask.It's my tall nose, and my deep eyebrows.

Chang Ge gritted his teeth and threw the kit viciously on the ground.

Zhu Zheng... actually planned it long ago.A mask that fits Chang Ge's face was made in advance, and burn ointment was prepared in advance.He was still convincing himself in his heart just now, maybe it was a moment of impulsiveness, maybe he was impulsive, maybe he... didn't want to.

However, this kit is like a real sword, firmly stuck in Chang Ge's heart.

He punched the stone wall of the corridor with one punch, followed by a second punch, and a third punch... All the reluctance and confusion just now were suppressed by hatred.The hard stone wall beat Chang Ge's palm bones, and he ignored the muffled pain. It seemed that the more painful his hands were, the better he would feel.

Chang Ge was finally tired.Slowly withdrew his hand, but felt that anger rising again, and kicked fiercely at the stone wall.He was bruised by the stone wall, and the pain caused him to tilt his body unconsciously, leaning against the stone wall, sometimes sad and sometimes laughing.

"Wait for the song to put down the chaos in Liangzhou, and I will unload the armor for the general."

A word before leaving.

Looking back now, Chang Ge understood the meaning of "removing armor" completely differently.At least, it won't be any of the triumphant detention, poisoned wine in the sky prison, and scald in the dungeon.

Previously, Chang Ge only thought that he did not understand his king more and more, and could only watch him sinking step by step in the court's strategy and scheming, gradually becoming gloomy from a gentle boy to cloudy indefinite.

However, looking back now, they have known each other for more than ten years, one of them fought with his life in bloody battles;

It turned out that, seriously, there was only Chang Ge from the beginning to the end.

Chang Ge fumbled on the ground, and found the kit again. He wanted to tear up the kit, crush it, and vent all his anger on this little kit.However, Chang Ge touched the kit with a familiar fragrance and tied it around his waist.

He picked up the sinking sand halberd, and finally began to grope for the stone wall of the corridor, and slowly walked out.I don't know whether the acupuncture pain on my face receded or I got used to it, and the senses that had been wiped out by the pain began to recover little by little.

There was a cool touch on the back of his hand.

Chang Ge stopped in his tracks and touched the sensation.Like water, like sad tears.He didn't even notice when it was on the back of his hand.

Just now... Did you cry?Chang Ge moved slowly, thinking quickly.

Just now, he was in pain, he was sad, and in the pain, he saw his Wang backlight standing in the shadows.He saw his father.I saw the dark night and the feathery snow when my father left.

But he didn't cry.The Chang family never cried because of pain, it was useless.

Chang Ge touched the cold touch again, at least, it wasn't his own tears.

This stone road is very long, so long that Chang Ge can't remember how long he walked.He rested a few times on the road, and groped for some dry food from the kit to eat.

When he walked out of the corridor and saw the sky again, the sky of the Great Zhou Dynasty had already changed.

Now it's Wei's day.

He found a tea shop near Zhongnan Mountain, and only then did he know that Emperor Zhou had died on the night of the mutiny.

Chang Ge's hand pinched the kit, his knuckles turned white, and the hard iron was about to be embedded in his fingers.

Chang Ge was stunned by a sad and confusing memory, and Zhu Zheng's fingertips had already touched the iron surface.

With his fingertips as white as jade, he lightly sketched Chang Ge's beautiful outline, and vaguely copied his deep eyes and handsome eyebrows.He touched the cold side of the iron surface, and Chang Ge suddenly trembled under the touch of his fingertips.

"...No!" Chang Ge woke up from the memory, and immediately objected briefly.

Zhu Zheng has already removed this iron mask.

A tiny flame-red cloud flew in front of his eyes, like a bird fluttering its wings and blushing cheeks.This mark is not big, but also has some smart facial charm.

Looking at the traces left by his own hands, Zhu Zheng couldn't help wanting to touch them.

Chang Ge opened his hand.

Chang Ge looked at him coldly, and his voice was cold: "Sir, are you admiring your masterpiece?"

Zhu Zheng clenched his fists and betrayed his stagnation, thoughts, and hesitation.Finally, he let go of his fist.

Zhu Zheng lowered his head and asked in a low voice, "Do you hate me because of this scar?"

"No." Chang Ge denied indifferently, "It's because of sadness."

Zhu Zheng turned around suddenly, drew his Huairen sword and burned it on the charcoal fire.He walked up to Chang Ge in a few steps, handed the hilt to Chang Ge, and said, "You burn it back, or, pierce my heart now."

Chang Ge gritted his teeth and took the hilt of the sword, and the blade was placed next to Zhu Zheng's face: "Zhu Zheng, do you think I dare not?"

"It doesn't matter whether you dare or not, this is voluntary." He sat in front of the bed, closed his eyes, and waited for Huairen's sword to either burn his cheek or pierce his heart.

Zhu Zheng sat obliquely, the flickering candlelight danced on his jade-like face, outlining his cold outline.

Chang Ge looked at the melancholy and resolute eyebrows, at his slender eyelashes, at his jade-like face, at his messy blue hair.Looking at the face that I have dreamed of for three years, I never thought I would see it again.

Chang Ge couldn't help stretching out his left hand, wanting to touch the jade-like face and move his trembling eyelashes.

The Huairen sword fell to the ground with a bang, and the sound startled Zhu Zheng to open his eyes.

"I'm not as ruthless as my husband." Chang Ge said, turning his face away, not looking at Zhu Zheng, the candlelight cast some depression on his outline.

"I just want you to live." Zhu Zheng said in a low voice.For a moment, Chang Ge seemed to be choked with sobs at the end.

The soft warm light illuminated his profile, handsome and resolute.Chang Ge turned his face sideways, the imprint that looked like a flying bird with fluttering wings and a flaming red cloud was right in front of his eyes.

Looking at the imprint left by his own hands, Zhu Zhengqing couldn't help reaching out his hand, wanting to touch it.

His fingertips lightly touched the flaming red cloud-like scar, tracing its shape.Chang Ge's skin was very slippery, with some delicate moistness left by sweating from prostration just now.

He didn't push Zhu Zheng's hand away.Zhu Zhengwen's breathing was very close, so close that Chang Ge felt a strange sense of dependence.

"Does it hurt?" Zhu Zheng asked in a low voice, which almost broke Chang Ge's heart.

Chang Ge said in a low voice, "I've already been in pain, I don't feel any more."

His fingertips were still groping for the small scar, as if he wanted to engrave this shape in his heart.

"Sorry..." Zhu Zheng's voice fell into the dust, a tone Chang Ge had never heard before, "Back then, if I could..."

Zhu Zheng didn't say any more, but sat with his back to the light again, hiding his expression in the darkness.

Chang Ge's wrist felt a cold touch, and the touch slid down the wrist, flowed into the cuff, and coldly passed across Chang Ge's burning arm.

"Chang Ge, come to Jingzhou." Zhu Zheng lowered his head and whispered again.

"I am no longer Chang Ge. Just like you are no longer Zhu Zheng." He said slowly.

Two darts swished and smashed the window and nailed it to the wooden pillar, cutting off the ambiguous atmosphere in the house.

Zhu Ruge's voice came over: "General, General, are you there?"

Chang Ge's eyes immediately lit up: "Ruge! I'm here!"

A young man rolled over and entered the window, it was Zhu Ruge.He walked to Chang Ge's bed in a few steps, but was secretly amazed at his miserable state.He covered his mouth and held back all the unnecessary sad sighs.

Chang Ge rubbed his hair casually: "Good boy, I'm fine." He thought about it and asked, "Why didn't you go with Zui Ling?"

"I didn't leave. I was worried about the general. I saw the general hit the arrow and saw the general return to the city. I hurriedly closed the city gate. After closing the city gate, I chased here along the general's blood."

Zhu Ruge's eyes were full of light, he looked at Chang Ge, and said happily: "Besides, General Zhiyin is here! We drove back all the Jingzhou troops in the waterway, and now the whole city is ours."

He suddenly discovered that Chang Ge in front of him didn't wear an iron face.He looked at Mr. Shanhe at the side, and then at Chang Ge, who was covered in blood and was weak and pale. He frowned coldly and said angrily, "You...it's all you! It's you who killed the general!"

Before he finished speaking, he drew the Sigui Sword from his waist and stabbed towards Mr. Shanhe.

☆, acting

Zhu Ruge lifted the sword very quickly, and immediately stabbed at the chest of Mr. Shanhe who was sitting by the bed.

Chang Ge saw that the situation was not good, and he didn't know where the strength came from for a while, so he threw himself into Zhu Zheng's arms.

Seeing him blocking the sword suddenly, Zhu Ruge stopped immediately.The tip of the Sigui sword only lightly pierced Chang Ge's back heart.

Fortunately, Zhu Ruge didn't have a serious intention to kill, and the wound wasn't deep.

"General! I...why are you..." Seeing the situation, Zhu Ruge was startled and frightened, eager to explain, but unable to understand the current situation.

He threw away the Sigui Sword, and kept covering the bleeding wound on his back with his hands, tears streaming down his face.

"Fool. This small injury is worth your tears." Chang Ge said weakly and bravely, propping up his body with his left hand, and slowly left Zhu Zheng.

Looking up, he saw his surprised and sad face.

Zhu Zheng was stunned for a moment, and said, "Take care of yourself..."

Chang Ge gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and smiled bleakly at Zhu Zheng: "It's nothing, I'm used to it. Don't worry about it."

He looked at Zhu Ruge, who was surprised and puzzled, and said, "Ruge, don't be rude, see you soon, sir."

"But he..." Zhu Ruge was about to speak, but seeing General Jianwei's expression was extremely serious, then he lowered his head and said reluctantly, "I met Mr. Shanhe."

"Sir, the meal you want is ready." The proprietress whispered from outside the door.

Zhu Zheng straightened his expression, opened the door and took the food plate.The proprietress caught a glimpse of an unfamiliar young man in Yizhou military uniform sitting in the room, and her expression suddenly became flustered.Zhu Zheng whispered, "It's nothing, old man."

The proprietress didn't dare to take another look, and immediately lowered her head and closed the door.

Zhu Zheng put the whole food plate beside Chang Ge.Zhu Ruge frowned, as if he wanted to say something.

"Don't worry, it's not poisonous." Zhu Zheng said in a low voice, picked up the bowls and chopsticks to spread the dishes silently, and deliberately tasted all kinds of dishes in front of the two of them.According to Chang Ge's usual preferences, he picked out some of them, and then handed them to Chang Ge.

Chang Ge was really hungry.Zhu Zheng chose all his favorite food, and even slightly adjusted his taste preference to his favorite type.

Zhu Ruge looked at Hei Fengmei, the commander of the Yizhou Army who was buried in his meal, and at Mr. Shanhe, the commander of the Jingzhou Army who was sitting beside his bed, quite puzzled.

Why are they both so peaceful?Just now General Jianwei took Mr. Shanhe hostage and forced him with a halberd.Now, shouldn't it be the enemies meeting each other, being extremely jealous, and fighting?

Chang Ge was already full, so he said, "Do you want to sing a play?"

Finally, Zhu Zheng's expression relaxed, and he was almost about to break into a smile.He withdrew his expression and said, "You and I have a good understanding."

Chang Ge lowered his voice and said, "You want Jianping, I want Lichuan, divide and conquer, they have nothing to do with each other."

Zhu Zheng nodded: "Sure."

Chang Ge continued to bury his head in his meal: "Ruge, go and call Zhiyin in."

Zhu Ruge looked at General Jianwei, then at Mr. Shanhe who was beside him, he, who was always well-behaved, was also puzzled.He said: "But sir, General Zhiyin came in..."

Chang Ge smiled: "It's okay, you quickly tie up Mr. Shanhe."

Zhu Ruge searched around but couldn't find any rope to tie it up, and caught a glimpse of the decorative red silk on the sinking halberd.Ever since he met the general, Shen Sha has been wearing this red silk on his halberd.It was cleaned carefully after the troops were withdrawn, and tied up carefully when going out to battle. Although it is obviously a bit old, it is still neat and clean after careful maintenance.

Chang Ge noticed the look in his eyes and said, "Okay, just use that." Mr. Shanhe's eyes flashed when he saw the red silk.

Zhu Ruge moved nimbly, and tied Mr. Shanhe tightly with the sand halberd red silk in two or three strokes.When he started, he was a little bit apprehensive, afraid that Mr. Shanhe would show off his prestige like the day when Li Chuan was the main stable.However, when he approached with the red silk, Mr. Shanhe remained calm, and let him tie his hands behind his back.

"Okay." Chang Ge put down his job, feeling a little more comfortable, "Go and call Zhiyin in."

Zhu Ruge took the order and ran out in no time.

After the sound of his footsteps disappeared, Zhu Zheng suddenly said: "The eyebrows and eyes are very similar to mine."

Chang Ge glanced at his eyebrows, but said in his mouth, "It has nothing to do with you."

******

Zhiyin quickly ran up, followed by the proprietress who was crying and scrambling to stop her from going upstairs.

The door was kicked open abruptly, and Mr. Shanhe gave a sneaky look, and the proprietress pretended to be timid and left.

Zhang Zhiyin is tall and slender, and his brows and eyes are somewhat sassy.He saw Chang Ge who was seriously injured on the bed at a glance, and then swept to Mr. Shanhe who was tied up in red silk and five flowers.Behind him followed Zhu Ruge with a worried face and his head poking around.

General Ugly had already put on the iron mask, and his expression returned to normal.

Zhang Zhiyin walked to the ugly general's bed in a few steps, and knelt down on one knee: "Your Majesty [1] is late, the general is suffering."

General Ugly coughed lightly, and asked, "It's okay. How is Padang?"

"Badong was heavy, the waterway was lost, and 6000% were burned. But the enemy army was wiped out, a total of 2000 people. The Gezi River Stone Forest was in danger, but it was not damaged. The bows and arrows were painted with kerosene, but they were not ignited. The Gezi River Stone Forest was wiped out. A total of [-] people."

General Ugly gave Mr. Shanhe a provocative look, and said, "You really have. You have less than 1 soldiers, and you have deceived [-] of my soldiers."

Mr. Shanhe said calmly, "I'm sorry, General."

General Ugly ignored it, and asked Zhiyin, "How many troops did you bring this time?"

Zhiyin took a look at Mr. Shanhe, and simply replied: "I don't bring much with me because I'm on my way. But Dingshan is known, and the whole team has been recruited. I think it will arrive soon."

"Can you see Zui Ling and the others in the city?"

Zhang Zhiyin shook his head.

"How many people are there in the waterway?"

Zhang Zhiyin thought for a moment, then answered briefly: "One hour ago, there were hundreds of people, and no one came after we took them down."

General Ugly nodded: "Perhaps I thought there was an ambush. It will be safer during this time."

Zhang Zhiyin was a little hesitant, as if he didn't know whether it was appropriate to say this sentence in front of the enemy's chief general, so he could only make side-splitting remarks: "General, the water system in Jianping City is complicated..."

General Ugly stopped him: "I know, and Drunk Spirit knows too. However, the military order is like a mountain, and I have to take it. It's a pity, now that the army is besieged, I have to withdraw first."

Zhang Zhiyin clasped his hands and said, "The general is seriously injured, and my servant also has this intention. I'm afraid the general..."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Shanhe sarcastically said: "It's really disgraceful to run away from battle."

The ugly general disagreed: "The general will teach you a trick today: '36 strategies, the best strategy is to walk'."

Zhu Ruge looked at the two who were extremely close just now, and now they were sneering, and really couldn't understand what kind of medicine they were selling in their gourd.

Zhang Zhiyin looked at the wound on General Ugly's right shoulder with great concern, and said, "Your Majesty is willing to open the way for General and escort him back to camp."

General Ugly nodded, and said: "By the way, invite Mr. to leave, we are still useful.