Chapter 93: One person's life for the lives of the entire city
Guo Zha's questioning gaze, which was hard to ignore, turned into surprise after he recognized the majestic and flying handwriting of His Majesty. "You...!"
Could it really be the national teacher?
There were not many words on the letter, and it looked a little hurried and messy. Guo Zha read it very slowly.
He read all the content above word by word, slowly closed his eyes, and digested the huge amount of information above.
The enemy led troops to besiege the city, and Your Majesty was trapped in Yunzhou City. The worst thing was that an epidemic broke out in the city!
His Majesty also informed him of the identity of the Imperial Master in the letter, ordering him to keep it secret and asking him to protect the Imperial Master and not harm her in any way.
With His Majesty's handwritten letter and seeing with my own eyes that the puppet could move and talk, I felt a strong shock and my brows, which had been unable to be smoothed out, were tightly furrowed.
Guo Zha looked at the letter, looked at the baby sitting obediently, swallowed his saliva, and tried hard to convince himself in his heart.
The beautiful imperial teacher at the celebration banquet is a rag doll!
The beautiful national teacher is just a doll!
The national teacher is a kid!
His Majesty asked her to protect the Imperial Preceptor, but he himself was the greatest danger she faced and almost shot her into a sieve.
Once Guo Zha accepted the strange possibility that the baby was the imperial teacher, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple, and family members fought against each other.
Putting the letter down, Guo Zha rubbed his eyebrows, his expression showing indescribable apology.
When he and General Luo were in dire straits at the border, the person he sent to deliver the letter was impersonated, pushing him to a desperate situation.
If the Imperial Master had not turned the tide in the court and sent reinforcements, they would have died on the border long ago.
How could he return to Beijing and reunite with his wife and daughter?
Therefore, Guo Zha himself is convinced of her identity as a half-immortal.
Guo Zha lowered his eyes, narrow and long, but without that unruly ruffian air anymore. "I hope Your Majesty can hold on. I will immediately lead my troops to Yunzhou City to help."
"I have one more favor to ask of you, Lieutenant General Guo. There is no medicine in Yunzhou City, and I came here to seek it."
Shen Tingyu's little face was expressionless. He handed him another piece of paper and said slowly, "There are some more important medicinal herbs in it. I can ride the Snow Eagle and take these herbs back to Yunzhou City first."
Guo Zha nodded seriously, "Master, please wait a moment. I will have someone sort out the herbs right away."
He turned and left the tent. Shen Tingyu waited anxiously, preferring to stay in the empty tent and never wanting to run out of the tent again.
Too many soldiers here have seen her, and the strange looks they gave her made her feel extremely uneasy.
Those who are not of my race must have different hearts. This is an iron rule at all times and in all places. She dared not take the risk.
Fortunately, Guo Zha didn't make her wait long.
Guo Zha came back quickly, followed by a man, the man who was holding a long sword and blocking Guo Zha.
The man held the tightly bound package in his hands, his eyes lingering curiously on her body.
The sight was like a substance, making Shen Tingyu feel a little uncomfortable, and her little face tilted up slightly with an expressionless look.
Because she didn't know if there was any deep malice hidden in it.
"Master, they are all in the package." Guo Zha said seriously.
Shen Tingyu nodded, crossed his legs and made a gesture, and the Snow Eagle flew into the tent at a low altitude, almost knocking the man over.
The Snow Eagle grabbed the package in its claws, and Shen Tingyu flew away on the eagle, worried about Xin Hongying's condition, and his heart was burning.
At this moment, a riot broke out in Yunzhou City, and a group of desperate people rushed to the city gate.
"When the natural disaster strikes, you, like us, are abandoned."
"You're from Yunzhou City too, why are you stopping us from leaving? Your parents are also infected with the plague. Do you want to watch them die? You unfilial son!"
"I just want to stay alive. Let us out. Ahem... I'm still young and don't want to wait for death in the city..."
"I want to go home, I want to go home, let's rush out together!"
“…”
I don’t know how the news that there is no medicine in Yunzhou City spread.
The people in the city expressed their despair, forced their way through the officers and soldiers, and rushed out of the city. Xin Hongying and the officers and soldiers' sparse forces were unable to stop the huge flow of people.
Xin Hongying tried to stop him tiredly, and her calm voice told the truth.
However, his weak voice was inaudible among the people who were immersed in the despair of the natural disaster.
The people rushed out of the city gate with overwhelming force.
Xin Hongying watched the people running towards a dead end with hope in their eyes, and her straight back bent slightly.
He placed the stick at his feet, his fingers clawing at the people rushing around him, "No! Come back! Cough cough cough..., you will die."
"Hahahaha... cough, I'm out. I've finally left the cursed Yunzhou City... I'm free!"
"Doctor, help! Cough cough cough..."
Just as the people were immersed in the hope of life, a rain of arrows covered with black spots like locusts shot towards them.
In an instant, shrill screams resounded through the sky, drowning out the sporadic coughs.
Arrows pierced the hearts or hands and feet of the people, and immediately wailing filled the air, and a strong smell of blood rose to the sky.
The people who laughed wildly turned into corpses and fell outside the Yunzhou city they longed to leave.
"Ahhh! There is an ambush outside the city, people are dying, people are dying." The people panicked like ants and fled in all directions.
Looking down from a distance, Shen Tingyu could only see a few almost invisible black dots. He vaguely guessed that chaos had occurred, and his heart skipped a beat.
The besieger shouted.
"The tyrant is hiding in the city, like a coward, not caring about your life or death."
"If you hand over the tyrant's head, I will immediately send medicinal herbs into the city and allow doctors to enter to save people."
"Will you choose the tyrant's life or the lives of the people of the entire city?"
Xin Hongying, who was intercepting the rain of arrows outside the city and protecting innocent people, suddenly turned around and his eyelids trembled slightly.
There was indifference in his eyes, and his cold hands gradually tightened the long stick in his hands.
The besiegers' words are truly heartbreaking.
It is clear at a glance which is more important: one's own life and death, the life and death of the entire city, or the life and death of a tyrant hated by the people.
Before closing the city gates, the besiegers pointed at Xin Hongying and shouted, "If you don't know the tyrant's identity, I can tell you clearly."
“That’s him!”
Shock, hatred, astonishment, confusion, malice, hope... countless complicated looks were shot at him.
Xin Hongying's eyes showed no sadness or joy. He had already guessed his fate and accepted it calmly.
Countless images emerged in his mind, most of which were the warmth brought to him by the doll and the strange feelings brought to him by the fairy.
His heart was pounding, and he couldn't understand why he felt this way towards the fairy.
Why would he tolerate her being by his side? Why would he want her to stay by his side?
Is he using the lies of life as a lifeline, is he being influenced by the insect and getting close to her, or is it the feelings that sprouted from his heart?
His eyelids trembled slightly as Xin Hongying covered his beating heart.
The first thought that popped into his mind was regret. He regretted that he couldn't see the fairy transform. He was unwilling to not be able to see her again. He wanted to... wanted to tell him about the feelings that were growing in his heart.
Feelings that were born only for her.
Perhaps the next time they meet will be when they are separated by Yin and Yang. Xin Hongying actually still has the mood to think, if the fairy knew that he was dead, would she cry for him?
Xin Hongying chuckled.
By the way, she is just a baby, how could she cry!
Now that he's dead, no one should shed tears for him.
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