After the Fairy Disappeared Chapter 305

  Chapter 305 Convergence of Two Enemies

  He scratched the back of his head on the surface: "She wants to die, of course we won't let us find out. Huh? What's on the table?"

  There seems to be another ball of paper on the table, wet and sticky.

   "Look." He Chunhua let out a breath of anger, "Hong Chenglue sent another letter."

  He Lingchuan opened the ball of paper and saw that it was indeed the handwriting from last time:

   "I hope to return my wife's body."

  The force penetrates the back of the paper, obviously the letter writer is also full of depression.

   "What is Dad going to do, pay it back?"

  He Chunhua was silent for a while, then waved his hand: "Return it."

  He Lingchuan responded and was about to withdraw when He Chunhua suddenly asked: "Tell me, why did she do this!"

"I…"

Before He Lingchuan had time to speak, He Chunhua continued angrily: "It's just a peace talk! If it's successful, we'll talk if it doesn't! I don't want her life, nor her man's life, and I'll let him go after three months." She, she is so staunch and decisive, why!"

   "This should be..." He Lingchuan thought for a while, "It has nothing to do with Dad, right?"

  He Chunhua's eyes widened: "It has nothing to do with me?"

   Has nothing to do with him? Then why did Ah Jin choose to commit suicide at that time!

   "She probably doesn't want to drag Hong Chenglue down anymore, and it will be over once she dies." He Lingchuan said, "Didn't she tell Hong Chenglue that the sky will fly like a bird from now on."

   Ah Jin is the rope that binds Hong Chenglue. When the rope is broken, he is truly free.

   "It's just when the peace talks are happening!" He Chunhua's roar spread almost two miles around, "It's just when the negotiations are about to be concluded!"

  In fact, he knew that Hong Chenglue only brought Dong Rui instead of the army this time, and he had the intention of compromising. In other words, He Chunhua's plan is correct and can be successful.

   Just a little bit, almost a deal!

   That woman deliberately wanted to spoil his good deeds.

  He Lingchuan was silent.

   It was the first time he saw He Chunhua being so hysterical, he was really surprised.

  Dad has always been a modest gentleman with a personable demeanor.

  He Chunhua walked back and forth a few times, as if venting half of his anger with a few roars.

   After a while, he returned to normal, and said to his son, "Tell me, what can he do to defeat General Zhao?"

   This was the condition that Hong Chenglue negotiated with him. Although it sounded unreliable, He Chunhua couldn't help but have doubts at this time.

   That person Hong Chenglue must not be aimless, right?

  Just discussed with Zhao Pan, but there was no result, Zhao Pan laughed and said it was impossible.

   "Son doesn't know."

  He Chunhua rubbed his temples and said: "General Zhao and I have agreed that the whole battalion will be more alert in the next few days. If you are fine, don't run around."

  Things have happened, no matter how angry he is, he must guard against the opponent's revenge.

"Yes."

  He Lingchuan withdrew from the tent, placed two torches on the carriage where the body was placed, thought for a while and put the comb next to Ajin's pillow, and then ordered his personal guards to take the carriage to the edge of the forest, and then yanked the horse's butt.

  The horse galloped into the woods, and soon after, the light of the torch went out.

  After a dozen or so breaths, even the sound of the horse's hoof kicking was hidden in the darkness.

  He Lingchuan was lost in that direction for a while, he knew that Hong Chenglue had received Ajin.

  The couple finally reunited.

   His face turned cold, a few drops of water fell, and there was a pattering sound all around.

  The rain is coming again.

  Baiming Valley.

  In the huge cave, the fire was raging. Hong Chenglue watched his lover's figure being engulfed by the flames, expressionless.

   Xunzhou Youqi stood behind him, not daring to say a word.

  It was not until dawn that the fire was burnt out.

  Hong Chenglue stepped forward to pick up the ashes, put them in a jar and put them away, whispering softly, as if to comfort her. He wants to take his wife home instead of burying her alone in a foreign country.

  Wu Qing is also by his side, his forehead is sweating all the time, but it's not easy to wipe it off frequently.

  He peeked at Hong Chenglue in front of him from time to time.

  Hong Chenglue put away the urn, and suddenly turned to him and said, "I've already taken away Ah Jin's cold dove powder, why does she still have it? You gave it to her again?"

   is coming, and I can't hide it. Wu Qing didn't care about her figure, and knelt down with a plop: "General, I don't understand either! I will report everything she said truthfully!"

  Ah Jin asked him for medicine last time, and asked him to keep his mouth shut. How dare Wu Qing? After turning around, he still reported to Hong Chenglue. Hong Chenglue immediately went to Ajin's place and searched for Han Jiusan.

   It stands to reason that this is all right.

  Hong Cheng gritted his teeth and rattled.

  Wu Qing suddenly remembered something, and immediately said: "Ah, Madam has taken the elixir given by Shuangye Guoshi several times. Could it be that she...she can actually move?"

  Ah Jin was paralyzed from the neck down and could only lift his fingers a few times. Hong Chenglue didn't think too much about taking her Hanjiu San, because without help, she couldn't put the medicine into her mouth at all.

  But after Wu Qing reminded him, he also understood.

   Guoshi Shuangye's medicine has taken effect, she may be able to do it!

  So she let Hong Chenglue take most of the cold dove powder, and secretly hid a few small ones by herself.

  Thinking of this, Hong Chenglue's eyes became hot again.

   Guoshi Shuangye's medicine could really cure her. Her illness was obviously improving, but she still chose to die in the end!

  She used her life to pave the way for him!

  Wu Qing felt that the murderous aura on Hong Chenglue's body was getting stronger, and he was so horrified that he knelt down.

   Hong Chenglue stared at the back of his head, resisting the urge to swing the knife.

   Trash! If this guy hadn't given the medicine, Ah Jin would still be alive now. He clenched his fist hard, then slowly loosened it, hiding the hatred in his eyes deeply. Wu Qing was a highly valued subordinate of Shuangye Guoshi, so he was killed like this, and it would be difficult for him to explain when he went back to Beijia.

  Sweat dripped from Wu Qing's forehead to the ground: "This subordinate has made a big mistake, and ten thousand deaths cannot be redeemed. Please punish General Hong!"

  He admitted that he "made a big mistake", but he definitely did not "kill his wife". It was her own will that Ah Jin chose to die.

  Hong Chenglue let out a long breath: "Remember, you will be punished later. I want you to do one thing first."

  Wu Qing is currently the only link between him and the Beja Kingdom. He is alone in the rear of the Yuan Army and leads the Xunzhou Rangers to make troubles. The assistance from Nian Zanli and the Beja Kingdom is particularly important.

   "General, please tell me!" Wu Qing let go of his hanging heart and let him do things, but he didn't intend to kill him.

   "I want to meet Nian Zanli." Hong Chenglue said coldly, "You arrange it. Just tell him that I have a way to help him achieve his goal and land on the south bank of the Han River."

Um? Wu Qing froze, is there such a way?

   They have been monitoring Yuanying for many days, and Zhao Pan is very good at managing the army, otherwise the Xunzhou people will not be blocked to the north of Hanhe River when they go south.

  Now Hong Chenglue said, can he easily break this situation?

   "Is there a problem?" Hong Chenglue looked at him without moving.

  Wu Qing hurriedly said: "This subordinate will do it immediately!" Regardless of the heavy rain outside the cave, he rushed out.

  How to brave the rainstorm and flood to contact the other side, the time has come to test him, anyway, it must be done.

  At a time like this, it is better to be in the rain than to stay by Hong Chenglue's side.

  Five hours later.

  Hong Chenglue took Dong Rui's strange bird and flew across the raging river to the Xunzhou camp on the opposite bank.

  Although the flood encroached on the south bank first, the people of Xunzhou cautiously evacuated from the north bank, and also retreated nearly two hundred feet away.

  Water and fire are ruthless, which is not a burden that human beings can bear.

  Dong Rui's strange bird is also not used to flying in this kind of weather. Fortunately, it has the lightness technique to assist it, so it can barely fly a short distance.

  It landed in front of the camp in Xunzhou, Hong Chenglue jumped down, seeing that the camp was heavily guarded, it looked impressive.

  As soon as he landed here, several riders rushed out of the camp: "The one who comes has a name!"

   "Hong."

  These people gave up a horse, obviously they had been ordered in advance: "Please, General Hong, our lord is waiting in the tent."

  Hong Chenglue got on his horse and followed. The strange bird shrank and turned into the size of a crow. It landed on his shoulder and shook its head.

   This scene is not common, and everyone pays more attention.

   Afterwards, Hong Chenglue was brought into the Chinese military tent all the way.

  Someone leaned on the door and looked at him. Seeing him approaching, regardless of the torrential rain, he stepped forward and pulled the rein and laughed: "General Hong, stay safe!"

   "My lord, it's been a long time." Hong Chenglue reached out to give him a high-five, jumped off his horse, and entered the account together.

  This man has a white face and long eyebrows, imposing manner, and his eyebrows are three points similar to Nian Songyu.

  After he transferred to the Northern Demon Kingdom, the Beijia Kingdom still appointed him as the shepherd of Xunzhou, the top military and political leader.

  The two sat down, and immediately some soldiers brought hot tea and dry towels for them to wipe their faces and water.

  Nian praised enthusiastically: "Have you eaten the rice? We have freshly killed lambs today, which are very tender."

  He and Hong Chenglue did not know each other. In the past, he guarded the northern border of the Yuan Kingdom, and Hong Chenglue was the general in charge of the Beijia Kingdom. They each led troops to fight on the border, and he suffered a loss.

   Hearing from Wu Qing that Hong Chenglue asked for a meeting, he attached great importance to it.

  Hong Chenglue took a sip of hot tea: "Thank you, but there is no need. I take the liberty of coming to Mr. Nian to discuss something."

   This man really went straight. Nian Zanli raised his eyebrows, and Hong Chenglue continued: "Zhao Pan on the opposite side has received 10,000 shi of military rations. The person who personally led the Xiazhou grain transportation team to the front line is the new Xiazhou chief He Chunhua. This news, Mr. Nian knows Is it?"

  The smile on the face of the year's praise slowly faded: "I heard."

  He Chunhua has been at the front line for several days. He has a vengeance with this man for killing his son, which is another reason to kill the Yuan army and wipe out Xiazhou.

   "Master Nian has been confronting Zhao Pan on the north bank of the Hanhe River for nearly two months. Do you have any plans for a general attack?"

These words were vaguely intended to be a challenge, so I didn't hear the New Year's Praise: "It was originally scheduled for the end of the flood season. Zhao Pan puts all his efforts on defense. He doesn't go out lightly or go in rashly. Blindly set up camps and garrison."

  Combined with the Hanhe Tianzhu, it is indeed difficult for him to attack the south bank.

  He paused: "However, the Yuan Army has flaws. They are short of clothes and food all day long, and it is difficult to maintain them. If we survive for a while, we may take it lightly." The year's praises are better than others. Zhao Pan is no better than a general, and some of the courtiers hold him back. The Yuan Army's logistics supply is always a big flaw. In terms of protracted warfare, I have the advantage.

  (end of this chapter)

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