Qiao Diyi stayed out of the whole process, but when he heard this, he jumped off his horse, lifted Mo Yonglin's head, stuffed a pill into his mouth, then took out a porcelain bottle and shook it under Mo Yonglin's nose.

Mo Yonglin groaned softly, and finally woke up after a long while.

His eyes were full of confusion, his body was still weak, a pungent smell suddenly rushed into his nostrils, he was stunned and thought:

This... seems to smell like kerosene.

"woke up?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded, startling Mo Yonglin, and his reason and thoughts instantly returned.

"Qiao Diyi!"

Mo Yonglin growled and felt that his whole body was sticky. He immediately lowered his head and saw that his sleeves and shoulders were already black.

"This is......"

Mo Yonglin's pupils suddenly shrank. As a major general, he knew the use of flaming oil very well.

But after understanding, Mo Yonglin not only did not feel any fear in his heart, but he raised his lips and sneered: "What? You want to burn me to death? Great, I'm just worried about not being able to die!"

These days, he had very few moments of clarity, but every time he regained his sanity, he was filled with unbearable regret.

What he feared most now was that Qiao Zhongguo would take him to the battlefield between the two armies and threaten his father with his life.

He was ambitious and rash, and was caught. It was not a pity that he died, but his father had a great reputation, and he could not bear to and could not let this death cause trouble to his father again.

His only regret now was that he would never have the chance to tell his father that Shen Yuanbai was a traitor and that the king had taken action against the Mo family.

But Dad is resourceful and will definitely not be tricked by Shen Yuanbai and the King...

Mo Yonglin could only comfort himself in this way.

At this time, Xiang Wenqiu spoke up. He lowered his voice and said coldly, "Mo Yonglin, do you see the hillside opposite? Standing there are Chang Youdao and your father's soldiers."

When Mo Yonglin heard this, he suddenly turned his head and a strong light flashed in his eyes!

Xiang Wenqiu seemed not to notice Mo Yonglin's expression, and continued: "The two armies haven't even started fighting yet, but Chang Youdao can't wait to ambush here. Why not... let him watch you die in the sea of ​​fire with his own eyes, and then bring this news back to Mo Qiandai."

"Your brother's head and body are already separated. If you are burned alive tonight, losing two sons in one year, I wonder what your father's expression will be!"

"Oh, think about Wu Ding's miserable condition. Even if your entire Mo family were buried with him, it would not be enough to atone for his sins!"

When Mo Yonglin heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, and he gritted his teeth and cursed at Xiang Wenqiu.

But in fact, Mo Yonglin's heart was pounding at this moment, and he actually felt a sense of urgency.

Because he has realized that this will be a great opportunity for him to pass on all the information he knows to his father through the mouth of Deputy General Chang!

"Yong thief! I'll die if I want to, what's there to be afraid of! My father is a great hero who protects the country, how can he be shaken by the evil schemes of you scoundrels!"

"Just wait! One day, the Northern Army's cavalry will finally break through Wuding Beiding and take the entire Yong Kingdom into their possession!"

Xiang Wenqiu sneered when he heard this, "Are you still dreaming? It's ridiculous that Mo Qiandai has such a stupid son like you, living here in a muddle, unaware that Mo Qiandai has already fallen on hard times!"

Mo Yonglin's heart tightened when he heard this, and he said sternly: "What do you mean by this!"

Xiang Wenqiu no longer answered Mo Yonglin, but smiled at him coldly, then raised his hand and patted the horse's butt.

"Go, your time of death has come—"

The horse ran out carrying the exhausted Mo Yonglin, and Xiang Wenqi turned around and mounted the horse, following behind Mo Yonglin not too far away.

Xiao Qianyue looked from afar and saw Xiang Wenqiu slowly taking off the bow and arrow behind him, staring at Mo Yonglin's back.

"Xiang Wenqiu's acting is also flawless."

Xiao Qianyue sighed sincerely, agreeing with Qiao Diyi's evaluation of Xiang Wenqiu just now.

There are actually many ways to kill Mo Yonglin, but tonight they chose to use fire, which happened to be what Mo Yonglin wanted, giving him the opportunity to spread the news.

If Mo Yonglin calmed down and thought about it carefully, he might notice something strange.

But Mo Yonglin had been exhausted these days, and Xiang Wenqiu had just deliberately provoked him.

At this critical moment of life and death, Mo Yonglin was afraid that he would no longer have the energy to think about the tricks and would fall completely into their calculations.

Xiao Qianyue’s guess was indeed correct.

At this moment, the wind whistled in his ears and his nostrils were filled with the pungent smell of kerosene. Mo Yonglin felt a tingling sensation on his forehead and his heart was pounding wildly.

Although he had just spoken so bravely and fearlessly, when death really followed him, fear and unwillingness still dominated his heart.

Mo Yonglin could not think any more as the horse carried him into the night. In the endless darkness, a cluster of fire on the opposite slope brought his thoughts back.

Yes! Even if he dies, he has to remind his father!

Nothing can happen to Dad, otherwise he will die with regrets!

Thinking of this, Mo Yonglin licked his cracked lips, raised his head suddenly, and shouted with all his strength:

"Deputy General Chang!"

The sound was carried far away by the wind.

On the opposite slope, Deputy General Chang saw another horse coming and immediately ordered his men to draw their bows and arrows.

At this moment, an extremely familiar voice was heard, which made Deputy General Chang shudder!

"Major General! It's the Major General! Don't do anything!"

Deputy General Chang shouted in surprise, then was overjoyed and hurriedly led his men down the slope to greet them.

"Major General, I am here!"

When Mo Yonglin heard Deputy General Chang's voice, a strong look of joy instantly broke out on his face. At this moment, the fear and uneasiness in his heart were truly suppressed.

Great! Great!

Mo Yonglin raised his voice again, trying his best:

"Tell my father that Shen Yuanbai is a traitor. He is loyal to the Yong Dynasty and wants to destroy the Northern Kingdom!"

Deputy General Chang was not surprised to hear this, because the general had already guessed this matter. The general even wrote a letter to remind the king that Shen Yuanbai would definitely not succeed!

He opened his mouth and was about to respond when Mo Yonglin's voice continued:

"The king wants to eliminate my Mo family. He issued a secret decree, ordering Shen Yuanbai to kill me! Tell dad to be careful, protect the family in Beijing, and make plans early!!!"

Mo Yonglin shouted at the top of his lungs, his face flushed red and veins bulged.

Upon hearing this, Deputy General Chang stopped in his tracks and his expression changed drastically.

What!

"Deputy General Chang!"

Mo Yonglin did not hear Deputy General Chang's response and looked up anxiously.

Deputy General Chang came to his senses and was about to speak when he suddenly saw a cluster of fire appear behind the major general.

He stared and looked carefully, and found that it was a man riding a horse with a bow and arrow. The tip of the arrow was wrapped in flames and flew straight towards the young general!

Deputy General Chang was so frightened that his face turned pale and his chest throbbed. He hurriedly shouted in a trembling voice: "Young General, be careful! There is an arrow behind you!"

Mo Yonglin was tied to the horse and couldn't move. He had already anticipated how he would die, so he didn't even look back.

Soon, the sound of a long arrow breaking through the air was heard from behind him. The next moment, Mo Yonglin felt a sharp pain in his back, and then flames spread and engulfed him in an instant.

It hurts——

Mo Yonglin screamed. After the flaming oil was ignited, even stones could be burned and cracked, let alone his mortal body.

The cloth strips that bound him were burned, and he tilted his body and fell off the horse. He rolled on the ground in pain and wished he could die immediately!

Mo Yonglin knew he was going to die, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind. In the last moment of his life, he clutched the grass beneath him tightly, feeling so ashamed and in such pain that he cried out miserably:

"Dad! I am an unfilial child—"

Tongues of flame leaped, quickly devouring a life. Although it was ruthless, it looked like a dazzling and beautiful flower in the wilderness wind.

Deputy General Chang's feet suddenly went soft, and he rolled and crawled forward, his head buzzing, and he trembled:

"Major General! Major General!"

In the distance, Xiang Wenqi slowly put down the bow in his hand, tears already streaming down his face.

That day, the fire and sharp arrows took the lives of three hundred brothers. In his dreams every night, he always heard the brothers who died tragically crying out in pain to him.

Watching Mo Yonglin slowly dying in the flames, the pain and guilt that had been suppressed for so long finally found an outlet.

Xiang Wenqi's lips trembled, he knew that it was not enough.

The culprit is Mo Qiandai, and the executioner is Chang Youdao, they must pay with blood!

Qiao Diyi did not step forward. He watched the scene from afar with a solemn expression on his face.

Mo Yonglin is dead, the storm is coming!