"Only by dying in battle can I, Ye Jue, be worthy of the brothers who have been through thick and thin with me!!!"
As he spoke, Ye Jue forcibly pulled out the arrow from his chest, suppressed the urge to vomit blood, and raised the Chi Ye Sword to chop at the surrounding soldiers with all his might.
“Kill—!!!”
Although he was alone against hundreds of people, he created an aura of one man blocking the way for ten thousand.
The soldiers holding spears were forced to retreat and dared not fight back.
But it was all in vain.
He knelt heavily on the ground, gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
At this time, his battle robe was completely stained red, and he was also hit by several arrows. He looked at the bloody Chiye Sword in his hand and smiled, then thrust the sword into the ground with force.
"Chiye, I can't accompany you anymore..."
Ye Jue whispered and slowly closed his eyes filled with unwillingness.
The broken body leaned against the Blazing Night Sword stuck beside it.
He was half-kneeling on the ground, but his body was still straight. Although he was clearly dead, there was still a murderous aura between his eyebrows.
There was no way he would bow his head to these enemies.
The surrounding soldiers looked at the young general with many arrows stuck in his body, exchanged glances for a few seconds, and finally slowly approached this young general from the enemy country who was so calm and fearless even in death.
Yes, it was the young general. Under the scarlet blood and damaged by the wind and sand, his face looked so young at the age of 21.
The sky is dark and the earth is desolate, the west wind and the waning moon are cold on the battlefield...
As the enemy soldiers were approaching, a sandstorm suddenly blew up around them. This sudden disaster forced the enemy soldiers to abandon Ye Jue's body and choose to evacuate.
Huh~Huh~
I don't know how long it took for the thick sand and wind to cover the desolate battlefield.
In the yellow dust, only half of the Chiye Sword was left stuck in the sand dune.
It was clearly a ruthless sword, but the two red marks on the sword looked like human blood, so obvious in the endless yellow.
It was during this battlefield that Huai Manxing developed intelligence.
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Coming back to his senses from his memories, Ye Jue raised his hand to wipe away the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes.
"Do you know the ending?"
He thought he might know who Huai Manxing was.
"In the end, although the general died in battle, the enemy commander also died, and with the delayed arrival of supplies from the rear, the three-year tug-of-war was finally won. The thousands of soldiers who survived all went to the capital, risking their lives to spread the word of your heroic deeds. In the end, the general was awarded a 'Loyalty' plaque by the new emperor, and his funeral was lavish. The entire city came to see him off, and the remaining soldiers cried uncontrollably."
After Huai Manxing finished speaking, he took out the jade pendant and the Chi Ye sword and placed them beside Ye Jue's legs.
"Okay, I've told you everything I know, and it's time to return these things to you."
She didn't intend to tell Ye Jue who she was. After all, she was just a sword spirit that suddenly appeared, so there was nothing to say.
Ye Jue looked down at the Chi Ye Sword and the jade pendant, then raised his hand to pick up the jade pendant that his mother had given him when he first went on an expedition.
He looked at Huai Manxing who was about to leave and spoke subconsciously.
"where are you going?"
"I promised someone that I would see the whole world."
Huai Manxing looked at Ye Jue, whose face was stern and different from the bold young man in her memory, and did not say explicitly that the person was him.
Ye Jue looked at Huai Manxing who turned and left, and lowered his head to rub the two words "Chi Ye" carved above the sword.
The originally vague memories became clear at this moment.
The sword was given to him by his father the next day after he had knelt in the study for a day.
"Jue'er, my Ye family has been scholars for generations. Since you want to go to the frontier to defend the country, Dad admires you but is also worried. People often say that scholars can't carry heavy loads, and that once on the battlefield they can only rely on the military officers for protection. I believe Jue'er will prove to the world that our Ye family is capable of both literature and martial arts, and can make a difference no matter where we are."
As Father Ye spoke, he looked at Ye Jue who was kneeling stubbornly on the ground, raised his hand and gently patted his shoulder.
"Dad, I will definitely live up to your and mother's expectations."
"Well, this sword is given to you. Remember not to go too far and come back safely."
"Yes, Dad. The child will come back alive."
He put his hands on the ground and kowtowed heavily.
Now that the country is in danger, he cannot just write about the country's crisis without making any changes.
Distant memories began to become clearer.
He seemed to see again the look of relief in his father's eyes and worry in his mother's.
He turned around and called out to Huai Manxing who was about to leave, with unspeakable emotions in his dark eyes.
"Huai Manxing!"
Huai Manxing turned around in confusion, her red skirt and long hair fluttering in the breeze. Under the sunlight, the girl's cold and three-dimensional profile was outlined. Her long, thick black eyelashes were slightly curled as she looked up at Ye Jue in the distance. No emotion could be seen in her eyes in the sunlight, but a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Will you travel the world with me? Just like we once fought together in battle?"
Ye Jue watched Huai Manxing slowly approaching with an unstable figure.
If Huai Manxing is a sword spirit, he will die soon after separating from his main body.
He didn't want to see Huai Manxing disappear. She should be the only person in the world who understood him.
"OK!"
Huai Manxing looked at Ye Jue, whose smile was like that of his youth, and mist gradually filled his eyes.
She will be Ye Jue's most tacit partner.
She had a secret that no one knew. As she was slowly developing intelligence, she fell in love with Ye Jue on a moonlit night when he held her hand and danced with her sword under a tree.
But she was just a sword that could not move, so how could she dare to fall in love with the young man who was admired by countless noble ladies in the capital.
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