Asking the child to look for his deceased mother... How is this going to be done?!

It can't be... a burial alive with her!

Vice Admiral Jin was frightened by this conjecture.

Even though the general was about to be in danger, he couldn't help but say a few words... As a parent, how could you treat your child like this! "His mother is not dead." Chang Kuo interrupted his subordinate's "talk" in time and snorted coldly, "She is living a comfortable life."

Deputy General Jin's eyes suddenly widened.

Sui An Langjun's mother is not dead? !

Why did the general announce his demise? Could it be that the woman's identity was not suitable to be made public?

It can't be... a married woman! Deputy General Jin's brain was about to burst into sparks. Facing the "afterlife" mentioned by his own general, his mentality had changed from "I don't want to hear a word" to "Please say a few more words" -

Seeing Chang Kuo about to walk out, Deputy General Jin hurriedly followed him and asked in a low voice: "General... can you explain this matter more clearly?"

Seeing Chang Kuo turning his head to look at him, Deputy General Jin hurriedly explained: "… For such a big event, if there is no name or surname for this jade pendant alone, I am worried that you will not know where to find it!"

Anyway, it's not what he wants to hear, it's what Sui An needs! Chang Kuo snorted coldly: "You don't have to worry about this. As long as I die, that woman will definitely beat the gong and drum to take her son back."

He said, "The reason why I left this jade pendant and these words behind is that as a father, I want to personally give that brat an explanation so that he can make a decision in his mind."

Deputy General Jin wanted to say something but stopped himself, with a painful expression, as if he was being subjected to two severe punishments at the same time.

One is that he is worried about the safety of the general, and the other is that he is concerned about the general's secret.

But the general did not want to say it clearly. If he asked further at this juncture, it would be impolite.

Lieutenant General Jin had no choice but to suppress his curiosity, hide the jade pendant carefully, and made up his mind to live well so that he could hand the item to Sui'an in the future and live up to the general's trust.

Thinking of this, Lieutenant General Jin's mind froze for a moment, and he suddenly looked up at the armored figure in front of him with a slight limp.

So, the general chose to entrust this thing to him, could it be that it was to give him a thought of living, so that he would not lose the will to live when he saw the general get into trouble and lost control of his emotions? Deputy General Jin's eyes suddenly turned red.

Adian and others were waiting outside the cabin early.

"Uncle Chang, I will keep a close eye on them later to prevent them from doing bad things secretly!" Ah Dian's eyes were red, and his voice and expression were a little tense. He was probably so worried that he didn't sleep well at night.

"Good boy." Chang Kuo smiled and nodded, raised his head and touched A Dian's tall head: "Don't be afraid, we will not lose this battle."

He didn't say that nothing would happen to him, but he was sure that he would not lose this battle.

This is what he said to Adian, and this is what he said to all the soldiers -

The commander's warship was in the middle. As Chang Kuo walked out, the soldiers on the warships on all four sides saluted Chang Kuo and shouted, "General!"

Chang Kuo's eyes slowly scanned the faces, some old and some young.

The morning mist was thick at this moment, and only the gathering of people could disperse it a little. However, the uneasiness in the air was even thicker than the morning mist, and it was difficult to dispel it.

The damp and cold fog, accompanied by the salty sea breeze, invaded everyone's heart, as if constantly reminding them that this was not the battlefield they were familiar with. There were too many dangers and murderous intentions hidden on this unfamiliar sea that made it difficult for them to deal with.

The tragic deaths of their comrades, the Japanese army's fearlessness and arrogance on the sea...all that they saw were increasing the instinctive fear deep in their hearts.

And now, General Chang is also forced to "compete" with Fujiwara no Maru. What if the general loses...

Anxiety and panic are spreading silently.

Chang Kuo can feel all of this, and he has the obligation to eliminate it all.

But he never sugarcoated the crisis, saying that he would be able to escape unscathed. Instead, he said bluntly: "... Today, even if I die under Fujiwara no Maro's sword, it does not mean that Dasheng will succumb to the Japanese!"

"Since ancient times, countless heroes have sacrificed their lives to fight against the foreign invaders who wanted to destroy China. If they died in the past, I, Chang Kuo, can also die today!"

Chang Kuo's face was solemn and his voice was high and powerful: "Even if I die, my will to fight the enemy will not die!"

Hearing these almost tragic words, the soldiers' eyes turned slightly red and they subconsciously clenched their swords.

Then, the voice said firmly: "You must remember, even if I die today, the commander is still here!"

Head coach?

The soldiers around were trembling. Will the commander appear here? They all said that the situation in Runzhou was also very difficult, and the commander could not escape at all. The Japanese pirates attacked Runzhou first in order to delay the commander and more troops.

"The commander will never ignore Jiangdu and you!" Chang Kuo's voice became even louder: "I swear to you that the commander will arrive within three days!"

There was a sudden commotion all around, as if it was ignited by a fire. The flames spread rapidly, dispelling the chill in the air.

Can the commander really come back within three days? ! A soldier held his weapon in one hand and subconsciously clenched the copper coin tied with a red rope around his waist with the other hand, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"People say that my daughter Chang Suining is the reincarnation of a general, who came to save the world. I know my own daughter better than anyone else, and I am sure that this is true!" Chang Kuo did not hide the certainty in his tone: "Ever since she threatened to kill the thief Xu in the 73rd day, before she did anything, all officials and people said it was impossible! However, she never broke her promise even if no one was optimistic about it!"

"Everything can prove that she can do what ordinary people can't!"

"This time, she said that as long as she is here, she will never let the Japanese invaders invade the territory..." Chang Kuo spoke word by word, almost at the top of his voice, "Then, she can definitely do it!"

"What you have to do is to defend this sea area before the commander returns, and don't lose your momentum!" Chang Kuo shouted as loudly as he could, his neck and face flushed, and his eyes were also red: "Did you hear everything clearly?!"

"yes!"

All the soldiers shouted in unison, raising their spears and swords in response.

A general knelt down on one knee and said in a hoarse voice, "I promise to the general that I will lead my men to defend this place to the death and wait for the commander-in-chief until the last moment!"

Other generals also knelt down to express their stance, vowing to defend this sea area to the death and never retreat a single step.

Chang Kuo's eyes welled up with tears, and he said firmly, "Okay!"

That is enough.

He can die, but his death must not crush morale.

He insisted that the soldiers hold on as long as possible and wait for His Highness to arrive.

It was all he could do.

The ships in front slowly moved to the sides, leaving a waterway. Chang Kuo stood on top of the warship and sailed towards where the Japanese troops were.

On both sides of the warship, countless soldiers' eyes were fixed on the majestic and inviolable figure above the bow.

"It's time to hand over the people!" He Wuhu, who had been standing in front all night, ordered his men to drive the boat closer and said to the Japanese army opposite.

After receiving the order, the Japanese soldiers dragged up the remaining captives. Before He Wuhu's ship could fully move forward, they roughly pushed or kicked a group of captives out. Hao Huan and others hurriedly reached out to catch them, but several people still fell into the sea from the gap between the two ships.

Seeing those people struggling in the icy sea water, the Japanese soldiers laughed maliciously.

He Wuhu gnashed his teeth and cursed: "Damn it!"

After kneeling all night, Shepherd's Purse was stiff and the rope on her hands had not been untied yet. She was almost pushed into the water. Fortunately, Hao Huan pulled her in time.

The companions in the water were pulled up, and the rest also got on the boat smoothly. He Wuhu hurriedly asked people to untie them.

The boat was heading to the side and seeing the large ship moving in the opposite direction, a captured soldier's eyes immediately turned red: "...It's all because of us being useless and dragging down General Chang!"

"Alright! Show your strength and kill a few more Japanese pirates. It's better than anything else!" He Wuhu said in a muffled voice.

Shepherd's Purse looked towards the warship, her heart filled with worry - she no longer counted on the gods or Buddhas for protection, she only hoped that the adults would come back as soon as possible.

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Fujiwara no Maro's warships also sailed out from the Japanese fleet.

Finally, he and Chang Kuo boarded the same old, emptied warship, which was the "arena" for their competition today.

This warship was anchored horizontally on the sea. Two men stood opposite each other at the bow, with their own armies and neatly arranged warships behind them.

"General Chang, after so many years, I finally have the opportunity to reminisce with you in person."

Fujiwara no Maro spoke with a smile on his face in standard Daisho Mandarin.

He held a Japanese sword in his hand, wore a loose samurai robe, and wore wooden clogs. He looked as casual as if he was having a friendly exchange with an acquaintance.

But the person standing opposite him was not a friend, but an enemy general wearing armor. Fujiwara no Maro's attitude showed his arrogance and contempt.

"I didn't expect you were still alive." Chang Kuo looked at the man's mutilated eye and said, "The evil that lasts for a thousand years is indeed true."

Fujiwara no Maro laughed instead of getting angry. His laughter could even be called joyful. He said, "I really like your Dasheng's language. It is popular and profound. The poems and essays handed down from generation to generation are even more brilliant and wonderful."

There is undisguised yearning and ambition in his eyes: "Only fertile land can nourish so many brilliant treasures."

Chang Kuo sneered, "But if one's virtue is not in line with one's position, disaster will surely follow. China is home to countless treasures, but they cannot be possessed by a barbaric and treacherous tribe!"

"General Chang, the truth is not in your mouth, but under our swords." Fujiwara no Maro said, slightly sideways, raised his hand and waved his sleeves to look at the hull behind him, and suddenly asked: "General Chang, do you still remember this ship?"

He said in a nostalgic tone: "Back then, it was on this ship that I was accidentally defeated by the Crown Prince of your country..."

He raised his head slightly, looked at the foggy morning sky above his head, and raised his hands slightly: "Fortunately, God will not let me die!"

After he finished speaking, he pointed the hand holding the knife at the place where Chang Kuo was standing, and a creepy smile appeared on his ferocious face: "Back then, it was also on this ship that General Chang saw his comrades for the last time from afar."

Chang Kuo looked in the direction of his finger, and saw that the plank under his feet seemed to be stained with dark and hard-to-remove old bloodstains.

"It's been so long, I can't remember the name of that iron-willed hero, but General Chang will definitely remember..." Fujiwara no Maro smiled and asked, "The spirit of my old friend is here. General Chang, do you feel at home standing here now?"

Chang Kuo clenched his fingers silently, and after a moment, he raised his head, but he did not show much emotion. He just said firmly: "It seems that General Fujiwara is a nostalgic person. So, did you choose to be on this ship today? Do you want to be defeated again?"

Fujiwara laughed and said, "That depends on your ability, General Chang."

"In that case, I will do my best and not let the foreign visitors return with regrets!" As Chang Kuo finished speaking, the big knife in his hand slammed down on the board beside him. As he took a step, he suddenly pulled it up again, sweeping up a fierce knife energy and attacked Fujiwara.

Fujiwara's face darkened, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He took several steps back to avoid Chang Kuo's attack, while drawing the sharp forged Japanese sword in his hand.

The two men exchanged more than ten moves, but Chang Kuo was still not at a disadvantage.

Fujiwara no Maro's eyes changed slightly, and his attacks became more intense.

On the warships behind the two men, the sound of drums beating to cheer on was heard, and the battle flags representing Dasheng and Japan fluttered in the mist, as if they were about to go straight into the sky.

Fujiwara no Maro approached Chang Hiro again and raised his hand to swing his sword.

Chang Kuo held the knife with both hands and tried to block, when Fujiwara Maro's other hand suddenly slipped out of his sleeve with a short knife.

Chang Kuo's face changed, and he leaned back to avoid the vital parts. However, the short knife was pressed down by Fujiwara Maro and suddenly penetrated into the flesh of his right leg.

The short knife was extremely sharp, and unlike ordinary blades, it was shaped like a spike. After breaking through the flesh, it went straight into the leg bone! Chang Kuo's cheeks and beard twitched in pain, and his already inconvenient right leg was almost unable to stand. He used the Zhanxiu to violently shake Fujiwara Maro away, and after barely retreating a few steps, his right leg finally knelt down uncontrollably.

Chang Kuo gritted his teeth and without even uttering a groan, he suddenly pulled out the dagger that had pierced deeply into his leg bone.

In this brief moment, Fujiwara no Maro attacked again, and the long sword was about to fall on Chang Kuo's head.

Chang Kuo's expression suddenly changed, and he raised the knife with both hands to block above his head. Under the huge force, his other leg also knelt down.

At this moment, his life was given by Zhan Xiu.

No matter which knife you use, it will not be able to block this attack.

And Zhanxiu was given to him by His Highness——

He must use this precious sword given by His Highness to delay the battle a little longer! "How can you, the Japanese thieves and rats, kill me!"

Chang Kuo suddenly shouted loudly, and a burst of powerful strength burst out from his body. He supported Zhan Xiu and tried his best to stand up, and forcibly forced Fujiwara's knife away.

Fujiwara no Maro was forced to retreat several steps, and Chang Kuo also stepped back, staggering several times. He leaned on Zhan Xiu in front of him and barely managed to steady his body, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"General Chang, your sword is still sharp!" Fujiwara Maro changed his grip to holding the sword with both hands, a ferocious smile flashed across the corners of his mouth: "But it seems that this is all!"

He held the knife at his side with both hands and rushed towards Chang Kuo quickly. The tip of the knife scraped across the deck, sending wood chips flying.

(I was temporarily stopped by something today. This plot requires a lot of emotions. I wrote it very slowly. There are 4,100 words. See you tomorrow~)