Chapter 298 There is no regret medicine in life

Tonight, she would kill him.

Bingwen gave a sad smile, his chest shaking with a muffled sound.

Bingwen knew better than anyone how many sins were stained on his hands, and he was already exhausted beyond measure.

Why is there no "if" in this world? He only realized at the end of his life that the person he liked was the most brave and fearless girl. He regretted it, he regretted it a long time ago.

Humans have always been complex and strange creatures. They don't regret when they should, and they never look back when there is still a way out. When all choices lead to tragic results in the end, they regret it and wish there was still a way out to go back to the past.

But there is no chance.

Jun Lin attacked step by step with a sword in hand. The soldiers had no power to resist. His absolute strength was enough to suppress everything.

Bingwen gave up resistance, sat on his horse, closed his eyes and waited for death.

But the whistling sword energy suddenly stopped at his nose, and the wild air current made his black hair blow for a moment.

"Take up your weapon, and don't let me look down on you."

Jun Lin spoke each word calmly: "I allow you to die in battle."

She didn't want to kill the fish tied to the chopping board, she wanted the fish to jump up and fight with her, so that he could see to what heights Emperor Jing had reached now.

It is also a kind of kindness.

Affirming his means and abilities, Ci Yu deserves this ending in his life.

But it is also a punishment.

The more Bingwen feared a fight with her, the more he feared that he would continue to hurt the girl he loved after knowing the truth, and the more painful it was for him.

But now he wanted to be free but couldn't end it easily. The other side forced him to take up arms and fight for Southern Xinjiang to the end as a soldier.

Nanjiang and Jingguo, their positions will never change until their death.

Bingwen endured it silently, but the tortured grown man was forced to shed a tear.

After a painful struggle, he gripped the sword again. When he met her eyes, which were as deep as the night but not shaken at all and as firm as ever, he knew that this was the last time he could see her.

Bingwen gathered all his energy and suddenly jumped off his horse and rushed towards her to kill her.

Jun Lin raised his eyes and held the sword in front of him. His surging internal energy turned into a milky white airflow that exploded in the forest.

I add Yi's words to this and it will suit you.

It is better to drink wine and grow old with you.

When the zither and the harp are in harmony, everything is peaceful and harmonious.

This should have been another ending for them, but now the flashes of swords and sabers seemed to cut through the darkness, standing on opposing ends and attacking each other again and again.

When Bingwen fell heavily to the ground, the sharp sword pierced his chest, tearing his flesh apart, and blood gushed out of his body. Only then did Bingwen realize how much pain it was.

How painful it was for Jun Lin at first.

He could only look at her helplessly, his eyes dark and unable to focus, his life slipping away bit by bit, his eyelids felt so heavy that he couldn't help but close them, but he still wanted to take a look at her.

He wanted to call her name, but felt that he was not qualified. His Adam's apple rolled with great effort, but in the end no sound came out.

The moonlight was dimming, and his vision was so blurred that he could no longer see her clearly. Lying in a pool of blood, Bingwen suddenly became timid and afraid that she would see him in such a miserable and ugly state.

His body trembled with fear and he struggled hard to raise his hands to cover his face, but just as his hands were about to touch his cheeks, all sounds stopped.

Bingwen is dead.

Jun Lin had been standing beside him, looking down at him. She remained silent. She didn't know how long she stood there before she squatted down and put his hands on his face to cover up his wolfish look.

He didn't want her to see it, so she didn't have to see it.

Jun Lin didn't say a word from beginning to end. The sharp sword was put into the scabbard inlaid with rubies. She didn't pick up the veil that fell to the ground. She walked away in the narrow forest path illuminated by the moonlight.

The ground was covered with corpses and blood.

But the casualties of this war are far greater than this.

…

At dawn, the sky turned pale, and the military camp was extremely quiet and depressing.

Xingzhi frowned and said, "Why don't you surrender or withdraw your troops when the southern Xinjiang region has suffered heavy losses?"

Yanyu's voice suddenly turned colder: "A small country like this cannot resist Jingyue's army. Le Zhouning would rather suffer countless casualties than surrender. Could it be that he has some other trick up his sleeve?"

Zou Tao clenched his fist and slammed it on the table with a loud bang, shaking the tea set: "Do you really want us to kill all the people in Nanjiang?"

Lin Xi stood behind Zou Tao and held the hilt of the sword tightly.

It's too cruel. Only those who have been to the battlefield and witnessed the war in person can know how terrible the offensive and defensive battles with piles of human lives are. The horrifying mountains of corpses and the blood that gathered into streams. What was Le Zhou thinking? As long as he surrendered, the world would immediately usher in true unity and peace.

What are you thinking about?

Li Nian, the general of Yue State, sneered. His long experience of fighting made him very imposing. "Le Zhou is nothing! If you want to fight me, I will fight with him! The scouts have found out that there are ambushes from Nanjiang in the southeast. I will go and take him down!"

Li Nian was about to go and check the troops. To be on the safe side, Zou Tao said, "General Li, I will go with you. Lin Xi will follow!"

Lin Xi shuddered: "Yes!"

The door curtain was opened, and the two generals personally led their troops to destroy the ambush.

Yu Yu looked at the sand table with a heavy heart. Man Huang and Shen Sinian had not returned from intercepting the other side's grain and grass transportation. Lin Junhuai was entangled by Gong Shujia at the battlefield. Xingzhi was angry: "The Sun Zijing of the Yinyang family can use evil magic. They are really the same as Nanjiang!"

The Yin Yang family also split their troops into two groups, one to guard the palace and the other to go to the battlefield to interfere. Xing Zhi has suffered a lot in his recent confrontation with them, and he doesn't know where Wu Shi has gone. Didn't they say they were going to clean up the family? Why are these people still jumping around?

Li Nian and Zou Tao did not stop, and the hazy morning fog provided a good cover for them. They headed straight for their destination, only to find that there was no one there.

Lin Xi shouted: "General, we've fallen into the trap!"

Zou Tao said "Puh!" and Li Nian gritted his teeth in anger: "You run pretty fast."

It turned out that he had just leaked the news deliberately to be investigated by Jing Yue and lead them here.

Lin Xi turned around alertly and looked at the white fog behind him. Suddenly, he felt a chill on his back. Is this fog getting thicker?

Li Nian shouted: "All troops, be on alert! Don't separate!"

Lin Xi was shocked: "We are in formation!"

They are all military generals who are very proficient in military formations, but they are not good at dealing with all kinds of fantastic formations from various schools of thought. They are fine with simple ones, but they really suffer a loss when the difficulty is increased.

The fog was so thick that even the people around him could not be seen clearly. Suddenly, an arrow shot out, followed by the second and the third, and a rain of arrows poured down.

They were passive and at the mercy of others. They were too busy to deal with the attacks, let alone find the key point of the formation to break it.

The screams were incessant, and before they knew it, their morale was rapidly declining, and their fighting power was greatly reduced in despair.

Li Nian was furious. It was her own recklessness that had put everyone in this situation. Just as she was blaming herself, a clear male voice suddenly rang out:

"The chessboard has nineteen rows and nineteen columns. Li Nian regards you as the black piece. You move one square at a time. Every time you place a piece, you swing your sword."

Li Nian burst into tears.

"The game is already one-third over. If you want to break the formation, you must make every move carefully. You must listen carefully."

The man's voice was clearer than the dewdrops this morning: "Five out of twelve, eat."

First moving vertically and then horizontally, Li Nian ran quickly, counting the steps, and when he reached the designated position, he swung the sword, and the enemy's screams rang out instantly.