Seeing Cha Yuanzhen's resolute expression, Tu Shadong understood that he was going to fight Qin Ze to the death here.
Tu Shadong opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't say anything. He sighed inwardly and walked out of the tent. Just as he was about to lift the tent flap, he turned his head back and saw that the remaining generals had already surrounded Cha Yuanzhen.
Cha Yuanzhen's face remained completely expressionless...
Tu Shadong bit his lip, lowered his head, and left the tent.
But as he stepped out of the tent, his face flushed red, his hands clenched into fists, and his eyes were as cold as ice.
The night deepened.
The Hu cavalry were exhausted after today's battle. Even though they had survived the devastating battlefield, they had lost their very souls.
The vivid images of death are still fresh in my mind, and the strong smell of blood fills my nostrils. Even now, lying in the tent, that smell still lingers around me, as if an executioner with a butcher's knife is hiding somewhere, silently watching them.
The autumn night wind howled and raged, rustling the withered grass, and it seemed as if countless bloodthirsty beasts lurked in the darkness, watching with predatory eyes.
The Hu soldiers tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep peacefully.
As night fell, the camp fell silent, and the Hu soldiers, exhausted, finally drifted off to sleep.
But in the deep darkness of the night, a figure crawled out of a tent.
He carefully left the tent, avoiding the weary sentries, and tiptoed into the depths of the grassland.
After walking a distance, the man wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked back at the Northern Hu army camp.
The campfire in the military camp flickered in the wind, seemingly about to go out at any moment.
The pale moonlight spilled across the grassland, as if covering it with a layer of white frost.
The cold moonlight shone on his weathered face, which was crisscrossed as if cleaved by a knife and axe, making the two lines of clear tears shine brightly.
He muttered to himself, his voice filled with sorrow:
"Your Majesty, I am not reconciled! I will make Qin Ze pay for his crimes in blood!"
"Wait for me, wait until I finish what I need to do, then I'll come down here to be with you..."
call--
The howling wind, like the roar of a demon in the dark night, swallowed his words, and he fell silent, walking towards the dark plains in the faint moonlight...
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