King Yiwu covered his chest with his hands, his face as pale as paper. A feather arrow pierced his chest deeply, and blood kept gushing out, staining his battle robe red.
He endured the severe pain, but his eyes remained as sharp as an eagle.
"Father!"
A woman in military uniform knelt beside King Yiwu, tears streaming down her face.
She was none other than the only daughter of King Yiwu, Aimu.
She has a pretty face and a heroic look between her eyebrows, but at this moment, she is full of worry.
"Ayimu, I don't have much time left..."
King Yiwu's voice was weak, but it carried unquestionable majesty. "Listen to me, you must leave here now!"
"No! Father, I will fight alongside you and live and die with Yiwu!"
Aimu shook her head stubbornly. She drew the scimitar from her waist and looked determined.
King Yiwu grabbed Ayimu's wrist and shouted, "Nonsense! If you stay here, you will die in vain!"
"You must stay alive and take my last wish with you to join the Great Emperor Li Chengfeng!"
"Li Chengfeng? He..."
Ayimu hesitated. She didn't know much about this young emperor of the Qian Dynasty. She only knew that after he ascended the throne, he used thundering means to deal with many vassal kings and was quite loved by the people.
"He's our only hope!"
King Yiwu said in a hurried tone, "He is definitely not an ordinary person! Tell him that Yiwu is willing to submit to Dagan, and only asks him to protect my Yiwu people!"
"Father..."
Aimu wanted to say something but was interrupted by King Yiwu.
"Stop talking! This is my order! You must obey!"
As King Yiwu spoke, he began to cough violently, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.
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