ebookland Chapter 340 Is That Her Son?
Chapter 340 Is That Her Son?
The soldiers turned around and saw an army rushing towards them with the force of thunder. It was a dark mass, like a tide with no end in sight.
Their steps were in unison, like thunder rolling in from the sky, first with a dull sound, and then growing louder and louder.
First came the cavalry attacking at full speed. They rode on their horses, holding the reins in one hand and holding their swords diagonally in the other. The black eagle flag with a black background and gold edges belonging to Anguo was fluttering above their heads, sacred and inviolable!
The light shone on the swords in the warriors' hands, emitting a cold glow and merging into a silver sea, which leaped out of the sea level with unstoppable force.
The team is still expanding and stretching endlessly.
The leading man had his signature silver hair, was dressed in armor, and held a red-feathered crescent-shaped bow in his hand. He was riding on a horse with a dignified posture, carrying the aura of a king dominating the world.
"The Third Prince! It's the Third Prince!"
Someone shouted excitedly, followed by a thunderous roar.
"Reinforcements! Our reinforcements have arrived!"
"We defended Beiyang Pass, we succeeded!"
The Anguo soldiers cheered, while the Beijue soldiers looked dejected and desperate.
Emperor Rong Shang had just been shot in the head by an enemy arrow. Now the only one who could lead the overall situation in Beijue was King Shan Yu.
He waved the banner in his hand, trying to regain morale, and shouted:
"Don't panic, all the troops, keep in formation, and follow me to fight to the end!"
However, at this moment, the desperate Beijue soldiers did not listen to his command at all and were in chaos.
When they came out, they originally wanted to annex Anguo to become the strongest country, but now, they have only been out for less than two months, and Beijue is gone, and their emperor is gone too.
"How can they get around? Where is our Yuanliang?"
"Yes! Where is our Yuanliang? How can they bypass Beijue to support Beiyang Pass? Where are our 600,000 troops?"
Just as the soldiers were puzzled, Feng Xin opened the box containing Rong Jun's head and handed it to Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yun took it and held the head high into the air.
When they saw the head in Xiao Ying's hand, all the Northern Jue people were shocked.
"Yuanliang, that's our Yuanliang!"
"He killed our Yuan Liang!"
"How is it possible that our Yuan Liang was killed by him? What about the 600,000-man army?"
"They went around from Beijue, which means that our Beijue has been conquered. The 600,000-strong army is estimated to be annihilated. This is terrible!"
"They are simply monsters..."
"demon……"
Amidst the chaos, a man's sharp and majestic voice rang out in the air, carrying a strong deterrent effect.
"Anyone who violates our country must be punished!"
"Anyone who violates our country must be punished!"
"Anyone who violates our country must be punished!"
All the Anguo soldiers raised their swords and shouted, and the sound rolled up to the sky, as if to tear it apart. The cold wind was howling, and the whole earth was echoing with their voices.
Firm, resolute, fearless, sacred, with an extreme sense of oppression, it is enough to repel all evil spirits.
The scene is shocking and makes people's blood boil!
Some people, as soon as they appear, have the ability to make the world pale in comparison.
Ning Xi looked at the face standing in the first place, which looked 30% like her, and a sense of pride and honor arose spontaneously.
She had never been in a relationship before, let alone had a child.
I can’t understand what the mother filter is, nor can I appreciate the pride of being a parent.
But today, she felt it truly.
Just like at this moment, Xiao Yan was holding up the head of the enemy country's prince. It was not a beautiful picture, it was even bloody, but she thought it was very handsome.
And just now, when he was followed by thousands of troops and the audience cheered, she wanted to tell everyone that that was her child.
It was the child she gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy.
But at the same time, Ning Xi had a strange feeling in her heart.
She looked at Xiao Yun's face carefully, feeling dazed and unreal.
Is that her son?
He was not noisy when he was in her belly, and was very quiet. Now looking at him, he is indeed a reserved child.
When she gave birth to him, he was a wrinkled little ball with red skin and was as ugly as a cat.
Now that it has grown up, it is quite nice.
Xiao Yan...
Xiao Yan...
Ning Xi silently recited his name.
After reading it, I felt that this name was not nice.
Her consciousness gradually faded, her vision became increasingly blurry, and she could hear all kinds of noises.
"We surrender, don't kill us!"
"Yes, we surrender..."
The sound of surrender was heard everywhere.
Xiao Yan's eyes slowly swept over them and he said:
"The descender..."
Before he finished speaking, an ethereal yet powerful female voice came over:
"Those who surrender will also be killed!"
Xiao Yun paused and turned to look.
Then Ning Xi was seen holding the red tasseled spear and standing up shakily.
A soldier said:
"Was it Ning Shen who just spoke?"
"It seems so. How could Ning Shen say such a thing? On the battlefield, those who surrender are not killed."
"Isn't this a bit too cruel?"
"Yes! Even those who surrender are killed. If this gets out, won't other countries think that our Anguo is extremely cruel?"
"Did Ning Shen have a brain injury? If the Third Prince kills even those who surrendered, he will surely be condemned by people all over the world..."
Everyone whispered.
There are doubts, suspicions, and anger.
Lin Zhaoyue and Ning Yi walked to Ning Xi's side. Lin Zhaoyue supported her. Although she was very worried about Ning Xi's injury, she knew that she could not interrupt her master at this time. She could only silently calculate the time in her heart.
Ning Xi felt much more relaxed with Lin Zhaoyue's support.
Her gaze slowly swept across the soldiers who were whispering to each other. When she looked away, her eyes were cold and she exuded a chilling aura.
She shouted with all her might:
“Perhaps you will think that my idea is cruel, but why don’t you think about the tragic situation in Beizhou City!
Beijue is a wild place, and this year we have been hit by a snowstorm. How many of us have lost our homes, how many of our cattle and sheep have been frozen to death, and how many people will die this winter.
This winter has been difficult for Anguo, a country with vast land and abundant resources. Where do you think the Beijue people got so many supplies to attack Anguo?
They rely on burning, killing and looting. They are extremely hungry and will eat people!
After fighting for so many days and with so many people, their food and supplies had been almost used up.
But did you see any trace of embarrassment on their faces that the food was about to run out?
If you go to their kitchen now, you will definitely see corpses all over the floor! And those corpses are none other than the people of our Anguo, the people of Beizhou City. They did not let our people go and ate them.
A few remnants of the previous dynasty can disrupt the situation in our An country and make you miserable. What do you think our An country will face if we accept more than 500,000 such brutal and inhumane foreigners?
That is definitely an invasion of civilized culture by barbaric culture. Our An country will face a catastrophe, which will be more difficult and more inhumane than under the rule of the Ye family! Do you want your children to be labeled as bone rotten and served on the table one day? "
Ning Xi's every word made everyone quiet down.
Xiao Wei looked at her, tightened his grip on the reins, and had a complicated look in his eyes.
Ning Xi continued:
"What's more, if we take them in, there are more than 500,000 people, not just 50. Who will give them a place to live? Who will give them food? Who will give them a job? And who can educate them? In this war, so many soldiers and compatriots of our country died. In this year's snowstorm, so many people were displaced. You..."
Before Ning Xi could finish her words, she felt her eyelids droop and her body fell limply.
Before losing consciousness, she took one last look at Xiao Yan and suddenly felt relieved.
There was no shock, no question, no blame in his eyes.
His eyes were very deep, so deep that even she, his mother, couldn't see clearly, but inexplicably, she could see a hint of recognition and respect in his deep eyes.
Obviously, the two had never met before, but now, Ning Xi inexplicably felt that what he wanted to say just now was not that those who surrender will not be killed, but that those who surrender will also be killed.
She didn't know whether this era would agree with her views and ideas, nor did she know whether she would die. But the moment she opened her mouth, she decided that she would be the bad guy!
If her son had the same idea as her, she would never let him bear such a stain.
It is a mother's instinct to protect her children.
At this moment, Ning Xi felt that even if she was despised by the whole world and infamous for eternity, it would be worth it.
"Master..."
"Auntie..."
Lin Zhaoyue and Ning Yi shouted.
Lin Zhaoyue originally thought that she had prepared herself mentally, but at this moment, seeing Ning Xi collapse into her arms, spitting out black blood, her mind went blank for a moment.
"Master..."
Her lips trembled, her hands and feet became weak unconsciously, and she had a brief tinnitus.
At this moment, a big, broad hand fell on her head, and Ning Yi comforted her clumsily:
"Zhao Zhao, you can do it."
He followed Ning Xi's example and called her Zhao Zhao.
"I will do whatever you say."
Lin Zhaoyue looked at him, took a deep breath, and said:
"Master needs to detoxify blood now, take her back immediately."
Ning Yi picked up Ning Xi and walked towards Yunyuan where Ning Xi lived in Beiyangguan. Lin Zhaoyue looked at Feng Mian who was walking towards her and said:
"Feng Mian, go get my medicine from the carriage."
Lin Zhaoyue and Ning Yi took Ning Xi to Yunyuan and never looked at Xiao Yun again.
Xiao Yun's eyes dimmed slightly as he looked at Ning Xi in Ning Yi's arms, then withdrew his gaze indifferently.
Shen Yanzhou rushed to Xiao Yan's side and said:
"You go see Aunt Ning, leave this to me."
Xiao Yan just paused for a moment, did not respond, and only said to the wind beside him:
"Let Doctor Tu take Duke Lin with him as well."
After saying this, he drew out the soft sword from his waist and shouted:
"kill!"
Following Xiao Yun's order, the legion behind him quickly pounced towards the Beijue soldiers with great momentum.
He then dismounted and fought the enemy together with his fellow soldiers...
Shen Yanzhou: ...
If anything really happened to Aunt Ning, he must not regret it.
Inexplicably, Shen Yanzhou recalled the day when Lin Zhaoyue first arrived at Beiyang Pass. At that time, they were in a hurry to discuss the battle plan. When Aunt Ning left the city wall, Lin Zhaoyue said, "Master, he is safe."
At that time, he saw Aunt Ning pause for a moment. She was obviously concerned, but she pretended to be calm and walked forward.
The Third Prince's expression at this moment was very similar to Aunt Ning's at that time.
They are indeed mother and son!
Shen Yanzhou clicked his tongue and said nothing more, then he picked up his knife and joined the camp.
King Shan Yu waved the banner in his hand and shouted:
"Warriors of Beijue! Did you hear that? Anguo is killing us all, not even leaving us a chance to survive. What are you still hesitating about? Pick up your swords and fight them!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
When the Northern Jue soldiers realized that they had no other choice, they burst out with unprecedented strength.
Rushing towards the An Guo Army like a tiger awakening.
Suddenly, the entire Beiyang Pass battlefield broke out into the most tragic and fierce battle since the war began.
The sounds of killing and wailing resounded throughout Beiyang Pass, the blood dyed the earth red, and the sky and the earth were all red...
……
Feng Xin rode his horse to a carriage, next to which stood a young man in blue.
The young man was none other than Qingchuan who "disappeared" in Beiyang Pass.
Standing next to him were his five pets. Except for the giant toad wearing baby clothes, the other pets all wore a pink butterfly-shaped ornament.
It's much cuter than before.
Feng Xin looked at him, his eyes following Lin Zhaoyue's, and said:
"Do you know where the girls are taking Aunt Ning...Aunt Ning?"
Feng Xin couldn't find a name to call him, so he followed Shen Yanzhou's way.
Qingchuan glanced at it and said:
"They go to Yunyuan."
Feng Xin nodded and said:
"You lead the way, I'll have someone escort you there."
Qingchuan said nothing more. He got on the carriage seat and drove towards Yunyuan.
Duke Lin was sitting in the carriage at this moment, tortured beyond recognition. His face no longer had the heroic look it once had. All that was left was a pair of empty and tired eyes, and his hair was almost completely white.
His body was covered with scars, both new and old. Some of the wounds were still bleeding, while others had already festered.
Doctor Tu sat next to him, supporting his body.
Seeing a hero suffer such a disaster, he was also angry.
Damn the people of the previous dynasty!
Damn the Northern Jue barbarians!
Just now, Doctor Tu, in an emergency, confirmed that he did not have any fatal wounds and treated him roughly. However, the poison in his body was very strong and he had not yet detoxified it.
When they arrived at Yunyuan, Lin Zhaoyue quickly checked Ning Xi's body. In addition to her arms, she was also injured in other places on her body. There was a long knife scar on her back that had not yet scabbed over and was wrapped in a layer of white gauze.
When Lin Zhaoyue saw the knife mark, she was stunned for a moment. She didn't even know when her master was injured.
"Girl, here comes the medicine box."
Feng Mian came in carrying a medical box.
Lin Zhaoyue raised her hand and took it.
After confirming that there were no other fatal wounds, he began to remove the bone arrow from Ning Xi's arm.
She held the tail of the bone arrow and pulled it out bit by bit...
Detoxification, wound treatment, stitches, medicine preparation...
……
By the time she finished dealing with it, two hours had passed.
It was dark when she came out.
Ning Yi was not at the door, and Xiao Yan was wiping the sword with a piece of silk cloth. Hearing the noise, he looked up at her.