By this time, 뀪뀪 had already disappeared without a trace.
"Deputy General..."
"Deputy General?"
Following the shouts of the crowd, Ke Dang looked towards the ground.
What he saw was Kopning lying on the ground, his right hand tightly covering his neck, his eyes wide open as if they were bells.
He seemed unable to believe that he would die at the hands of such a small animal.
Just when Ko was about to carry Kopnin onto the horse's back, Kopnin appeared again.
He imitated what he had done just now and instantly jumped onto Ke's body.
Before he could react, he scratched his neck.
"Well......"
After looking at Ke who was lying on the ground, he quickly left.
If it doesn't leave, it will become the target of everyone's attack.
Originally, when it killed Kopunin, it had let him off the hook.
But he himself didn't know how to cherish it and had to get close to it.
This Kopning is already dead, just a corpse, what is there to hold on to?
You know, it doesn't know yet how it will be disliked by its owner?
If I hadn't arrived too late, how could I have sacrificed so many elite soldiers of the Shun Dynasty?
Also, Zhang Zixuan would not have been injured so badly.
Look, even after drinking the most expensive potion in the supermarket, he is still pale.
It can be seen how seriously he was injured.
On the other side, after the Turkic Tartars had retreated, Jian Xiu rode his horse to Zhang Zixuan's side.
"Xiu Er..."
Seeing Jian Xiu, Zhang Zixuan was the first to turn over and mount his horse, running towards Jian Xiu.
"Are you okay?" Jian Xiu asked nervously.
She hadn't seen Zhang Zixuan for a long time and never thought that the next time she saw him, it would be under such circumstances.
She didn't even dare to imagine what the consequences would be if she was a little late.
Zhang Zixuan shook his head, "I'm fine, don't worry!"
At this time, Jian Ming, Zhang Zifu and others also arrived.
Seeing that several people were injured to varying degrees, Jian Xiu was not too worried, but instead breathed a sigh of relief.
It was not until Chi Jinzhong came forward that everyone turned to look at him.
There were several guards following behind him. Just now during the fight, they had heard these guards calling him "Lord Marquis".
Looking at his appearance, he is exactly the same as Zhang Zixuan.
Therefore, everyone probably already knows his identity.
Jian Xiu had already mentioned this matter in the letter she wrote to Zhang Zixuan.
Not only Zhang Zixuan knew it, they knew it too.
Chi Jinzhong didn't say anything, he just stared at Zhang Zixuan closely.
At this time, no one spoke, just looking at the father and son.
Letting go of Jian Xiu's hands, Zhang Zixuan turned around and looked at Chi Jinzhong.
For a moment, he really didn't know how to face him.
However, before he could open his mouth, his hands were held tightly.
Looking down, she saw Jian Xiu wrapping her body with her hands.
“If you really don’t know how to face it, then be quiet and listen to your inner voice. You just need to follow it.”
Jian Xiu looked at Zhang Zixuan and said very seriously.
Looking at Chi Jinzhong again, for a moment, Jian Xiu felt a sense of sadness in her heart.
He is seven feet tall, but at this moment his eyes are filled with tears.
Who would have thought that the Pingyuan Marquis, who was so powerful on the battlefield, would actually have such a thing.
Only after becoming someone else's mother did Jian Xiu finally understand the feeling of being a parent.
As a mother herself, Jian Xiu felt very sympathetic towards Chi Jinzhong.
She didn't even dare to imagine what she would do if her child was lost one day.
In fact, how could Zhang Zixuan not understand Chi Jinzhong's feelings?
Just now he seemed to be resisting the Turkic Tartars, but his figure must have been visible within a distance of ten feet.
It was a small gesture, but it showed his love as a father.
He felt mixed emotions in his heart. From childhood to adulthood, he had never felt the love of his father or mother.
He thought all the children in Zhangjia Village were like this, but that was not the case.
They don't have enough to eat or warm clothes to wear, but their parents at home will save the little food they have for them.
And what about yourself?
He didn't have those benefits.
On the contrary, he experienced all the hardships and happiness in that family when his legs were crippled.
If he hadn't met Jian Xiu, he wouldn't even know if he was still alive.
How could it appear on the battlefield?
It's just that when he finally accepted that he was a child who was not loved by his father and cared for by his mother.
But they told themselves that they were not their biological son.
At this moment, he didn't even know whether he should be glad for himself or feel unfortunate.
Fortunately, I was able to grow up in a marquis family.
Unfortunately, he could not grow up in the Marquis's Mansion. He had the identity of a prince, but could not enjoy the treatment of a prince.
Jian Xiu had mentioned this in the letter she had written to him before.
All these, as long as he knew that he might still be alive, he never stopped looking for himself.
He himself is also a father, and he sympathizes with Chi Jinzhong.
At the same time, he was also very clear that his meeting with Chi Jinzhong on this battlefield might very likely change his life.
But looking at this man who was only nearly fifty years old but already had a lot of white hair on his temples, Zhang Zixuan suddenly felt distressed.
Thinking of this, Zhang Zixuan took the lead and walked up to Chi Jinzhong, opening his lips...
Then he whispered: "Father..."
These two words were so light that Chi Jinzhong's eyes, which were already slightly red, couldn't help but turn red with tears.
What about men bleed but don't cry? That's all bullshit.
He didn't cry, that was only because he wasn't at the point where he needed to cry yet.
When that moment really comes, you will find that this kind of thing is completely out of your control.
At this time, Chi Jinzhong never dreamed that one day he would meet his son on the battlefield.
He opened and closed his mouth for a long while before he whispered softly: "Xuan'er, you are really my Xuan'er..."
As he said this, Chi Jinzhong took two steps closer to Zhang Zixuan.
Shang 떘녈 looked at him twice, and he had a lot to say to him.
Finally, he stepped forward and gently patted his shoulder, saying excitedly: "Well done, well done, you are worthy of being my son Chi Jinzhong, my son Chi Jinzhong..."
At the end, she couldn't hold back any longer and hugged Zhang Zixuan in her arms.
The flames of war still raged on the battlefield, but the people surrounding the father and son showed a sincere smile.
They were all happy for the father and son.
Especially Chi Yi and his friends, they often followed Chi Jinzhong, and they knew very well what the Marquis had experienced in his search for his son.
Hopes were raised again and again, but disappointments came back countless times...
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