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With a "bang".
The man and his horse crashed heavily onto the protruding mountainside hanging below.
After several rolls, they rolled down again. The reins were wrapped too tightly, and the man and the horse were stuck together. Finally, after another roll, they crashed heavily into a boulder and came to a stop.
The impact had left the stone covered in blood, and the black horse's limbs were completely broken and twisted, with its neck also flipped over.
The horse had several deep gashes that exposed bone, and even its internal organs were spilling out of the wound in its abdomen.
The rain continued to fall, blood mixed with mud flowed incessantly, and the night grew ever deeper.
Only when the cry of an unknown wild beast echoed through the deep mountains did a groan follow.
"hiss--"
Wu Kui opened his eyes, and what he saw in his remaining right eye was the mangled horse carcass stuck to the stone.
Intense pain surged from his limbs and bones, his face was as pale as a sheet of paper, and a pebble was embedded in his left eye, making him look both strange and bloody.
His right leg was broken, his left hand was completely twisted, his protective armor was dented, and several of his ribs seemed to be broken. His face was burning with pain, obviously cut by the stones.
Wu Kui stretched out his blood-soaked right hand and touched Gu Hong's corpse.
He opened his mouth and spat out a piece of flesh and blood, which appeared to be a small piece of tongue.
A weak whimper rang out, and he suddenly opened his mouth and began to vomit violently.
But the uncontrollable retching made his body hurt even more, and the tears and blood in his single eye mixed together, making his face, covered in wounds, look even more tragic.
After a bout of dry heaving, he lay quietly on the ground, letting the rain fall.
A low, almost mosquito-like whimpering began to rise in the rainy night; the sound was indistinct, and only syllables could be discerned.
"Wild geese descend from the mountain, a lone wild goose... hundreds of thousands of soldiers."
“They’re all dead, and you, Gu Hong, are dead too. I’ve caused the deaths of all of you, and I’m still alive. This is… my retribution.”
"Hehehe..." Blood gushing from his throat blurred his words.
After vomiting several more mouthfuls of blood, the whimpering grew louder, turning into a mixture of crying and laughing:
Hahahaha.
On this cold, rainy night, after the manic laughter subsided, Wu Kui's face was blank, and his mind was completely empty.
Only when the instinctive pain struck would he let out a few increasingly weak, silly laughs.
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