Chapter 436 Did you go home?
As they approached the riverbank, the earth began to tremble.
Snowflakes fluttered down from the treetops.
The Western Liao army is getting closer.
"Your Highness—"
"Your Highness—"
The scouts at the front ran back.
Report: "The ice is most solid about three miles east of here, and you can cross the river from there!"
"Have you received a signal for reinforcements?"
"Your Highness, no, we have already sent people to continue reconnaissance."
"Okay, let's get to the riverbank first."
When we reached the riverbank, there was still no signal.
Ji Ruyan's eyes were as deep as ink, and the cracks on his face resembled the surface of a shattered mirror. He stood there motionless for a long time.
Liu Hao struggled to get off Zhang Lin, his ashen face as withered as a corpse.
The sound was as hard as the ice that had solidified at that moment.
"Protect His Highness across the river!"
Immediately, hundreds of people surrounded Ji Ruyan and quickly stepped onto the icy river.
"Liu Hao, what are you doing?" Zhang Linli asked sharply.
Liu Hao pushed him with all his might, causing him to slip on the ice and roll more than ten meters away.
"Zhang Lin, this time you'll listen to me!"
Do you want His Highness to die?
Do you want His Highness to die?
Do you want His Highness to die?
The three questions were deafening.
Zhang Lin's mind suddenly cleared.
"You're right, I can't listen to the Crown Prince this time," he murmured.
Liu Hao smiled.
With his last bit of strength, he raised the knife in his hand.
"Brothers, let's break the ice—"
Behind him, a thousand people began to move the rocks.
Stones were thrown at the ice, cracks and holes spreading.
As the ice broke, Zhang Lin slid back.
He grinned and said, "I am the Crown Prince's personally recognized brother. How could I let you take all the credit? The people of Xiliao are afraid of me. If I draw my sword, I can scare them into not daring to move for a long time!"
Ji Ruyan was pushed all the way to the opposite bank of the river. Because hundreds of people had gathered together, the ice surface could not bear the weight and showed signs of cracking.
He had a premonition, turned around, and sure enough, he saw that the other side was already vigorously chiseling ice.
The guards who had escorted him began to break the ice, and dozens more knelt down to plead:
"Your Highness, please leave with us!"
"Your Highness, please leave with us!"
"Your Highness, please leave with us!"
"As long as Your Highness is here, the country is here, the family is here, and hope is here."
"..."
The forces of the Western Liao have finally shown themselves.
Leading the group were two robust and valiant princes of the Western Liao Dynasty.
Zhang Lin had fought them before. They were strong and brave, but lacked skill. If he had rested well, he could have fought them longer and killed them.
It's probably not feasible now.
But he still put on a fierce stance, as if it were his final battle, and he would kill as many as he could!
If we can delay their crossing of the river, the prince can go further.
He looked back and saw that the prince had already been escorted away, leaving only the soldiers desperately chipping away at the ice.
Liu Hao had secretly given his soldiers a death order: if Ji Ruyan didn't leave, they should knock him unconscious and take him away!
Zhang Lin faced off against the Western Liao army.
"Was the King of Western Liao a boar? How many piglets did he have?"
"You surnamed Zhang! Even on your deathbed, you still have such a foul mouth! This prince is going to throw you into the river and freeze you into an ice pop!"
"kill--"
"kill--"
The deafening shouts made Ji Ruyan, who had walked several dozen meters, suddenly stop.
"Your Highness, let's go!"
"Your Highness!"
Ji Ruyan's hand holding the flute trembled violently, and her eyes were bloodshot.
He was really not suited to be an emperor.
No emperor was as indecisive as him.
Everyone knows he should leave now.
However, he kept thinking about his promise: he would lead them out of the snow forest.
What does it matter now?
But if he stayed, the result would be that they all died.
"Walk……"
"Report—Your Highness! The garrison commander of Gucheng has deserted with his troops! Gucheng's defenses are now undefended!"
After reporting the news, the scout collapsed to the ground and never got up again.
Defection!
Unattended!
Everyone panicked.
Ji Ruyan gradually calmed down.
It seems that this is the will of Heaven.
"If the Western Liao army breaks into Gucheng, all the people in the city will be slaughtered. All of you must immediately go into the city to evacuate the people."
"Your Highness!"
"This is my final order."
...
The fighting continues on the riverbank.
Liu Hao clung tightly to a Western Liao leader, rolled into the river, and sank to the bottom instantly.
In his final moments, he fulfilled the mission expected of a soldier.
I knew this on my first day in the army:
General, you die in a hundred battles.
He died a worthy death, with complete peace of mind.
Then came the sounds of people falling into the water.
All of them were disabled veterans, one dragging one, some dragging two, as they jumped into the river.
Zhang Lin's legs stiffened, and he was finally captured.
They were tricked into being pushed into the river, their bodies repeatedly soaked in icy water, before being pulled out.
Finally, he stopped moving.
The seventh prince laughed loudly, and the next moment, Zhang Lin suddenly opened his eyes and dragged him into the river.
Something strange was making a sound.
A disturbance broke out in the Western Liao army.
Zhang Lin held the Seventh Prince down tightly until he stared wide-eyed and had no strength left to struggle.
Haha, the people of the Western Liao are good at riding and archery, but not good at swimming. When it comes to holding their breath, they are definitely not as good as him.
But he didn't have the strength to swim any further.
The heavy armor and cotton clothes dragged him down, down, down.
father.
Xiaomeng.
daughter.
Prince.
My mind is a mess.
It's unclear who will appear first, or they might all appear together.
The final image is of a tree.
The big locust tree at the entrance of Liuyun Village.
He left the village carrying his prey and returned with silver in his pocket.
That tree will always stand there, through spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Has he gone home?
Just as his consciousness was gradually fading, a strong force suddenly grabbed his shoulders and lifted him up. The tightness in his chest immediately dissipated, and he spat out a mouthful of water, desperately trying to catch his breath.
Then he was thrown to the ground.
When I opened my eyes, I saw the prince sitting cross-legged on the ground, playing the flute with his eyes closed.
His posture truly resembled that of an immortal descending from the heavens.
Even though he was covered in blood and his hands were scabbed.
Brother used his superpower again!
But after using this ability, his face would look terrible.
Zhang Lin looked around and was so frightened he almost screamed!
In the dead of winter, he couldn't find any wild animal dens, but now the mountains and fields are full of ferocious beasts and giant birds.
The creature that just dragged him up was a huge wild eagle.
Not only did they lift him up, they also lifted up all the struggling brothers one by one!
Those wild beasts were tearing at the Western Liao people, as if they were their mortal enemies!
The Eighth Prince was heavily protected by many people and gradually retreated.
Zhang Lin watched for a while before realizing that the flute music made his head feel uncomfortable, as if a large stone was pressing down on it.
The scariest thing is when your whole body is frozen stiff, and if you don't keep warm, you'll freeze into an icicle!
He shouted to his brothers to strip the clothes off the Western Liao soldiers.
After changing his clothes and turning around, he saw that the prince's face was even paler and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"Brother, brother, you're bleeding, stop blowing..."
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