Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

A head behind him tripped Ning Rong who was retreating, and the slanted hand bones were inserted into Ning Rong's chest from behind in an instant.

"what……"

The heart-wrenching pain and the great terror between life and death made him unable to bear the last wail.

……

"Zhiyuan! Zhiyuan wake up! It's someone!"

Cao Hong patted Ning Rong's cheek, calling out to Ning Rong who was dazed and frightened.

"Zhiyuan...I am Cao Hong, don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! You have nightmares..."

Cao Hong talked over and over again with concern, trying to give him a sense of security.

Cao Hong...

Ning Rong stared at the gray and white tent roof in a daze, unable to exert any strength in her limp body, she could only turn her eyes and look away from Cao Hong.

"Zi...Zi Lian..."

When Ning Rong opened his mouth, his hoarse voice was like grains of sand and thorns, and his stiff throat was aching.

"Ho... water..." The weak Ning Rong tried to grab Cao Hong with all his strength, but he could only move a few fingers.

"Yes! Hong is here! Water, okay, wait..." Cao Hong happily grabbed Ning Rong's hand, suddenly feeling like a dream.

Chapter 1 Twelve Different Ning Rong

Ning Rong broke out in a cold sweat, his whole body was limp and weak, his throat hurt unbearably, and he greedily drank a few sips of water to feel better.

Cao Hong looked at Ning Rong who had come back to life, and the long-lost smile appeared on his face again. The situation just now was extremely thrilling, he really didn't dare to imagine it, and now thinking about it, he was still afraid.

"Zhiyuan, after you fainted, Xiao Luzi cried bitterly and took care of you all the time. I saw that he was too tired, so I let him go to rest first!"

Cao Hong stood in front of Ning Rong, helped him up, leaned on his half body and sat up.

Lu Xun?

hmm~~

Ning Rong nodded slowly, his face calmed down a lot. Although those soldiers who were demanding their lives were just a dream, they seemed to be vivid and real.

I always heard that one will succeed and ten thousand bones will dry up!Today is considered to have seen it.

"Zilian, what time... is it?" Ning Rong asked quietly, looking at the somewhat dim tent.

"Oh! You have been sleeping all afternoon, the sun has just set..." Cao Hong turned around casually, turned around and said, looking at Ning Rong Qingjian's face, without any blood, suddenly remembered something, and slapped forehead, said, "That's right! Zhiyuan must be hungry! In this way, so-and-so told them to prepare something to eat!"

it's dark?

Ning Rong thought to himself, but his expression remained unchanged. In his dreams, he felt as if he had passed through several years, as if he was stuck in a quagmire. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull out his legs.

Unexpectedly... when I collapsed, I fell asleep for four or five hours.

"Then...those dead soldiers..." The corners of Ning Rong's eyes were raised, and the plain eyes were filled with a touch of sadness, which made Cao Hong feel sad.

It's not like he hasn't seen a dead person before!

500 people?For him, Cao Hong, there was nothing less.

When they were fighting against the bandits Dong, not one out of ten soldiers under their command survived, tens of thousands of soldiers were buried in the wasteland, even the ones he personally beheaded by Cao Hong were not under the five hundred.

There is no good way to lead the army, one word, Wei!

The army is full of killers. If you are weak, he will be tyrannical. Only if you are stronger than him, they will obey you!

Kill power stick!

The one who killed was Wei!

It is impossible for a general like a soft egg to win a battle!

But... there is no one who will not die in a war. To Cao Hong, the dead are more casual than eating.

The key is... is death worth it!

Therefore, anyone who is a general, no matter how sad he is, must be ruthless!Not only to be ruthless to the enemy, but to oneself... must also be ruthless!

This is why Cao Hong suggested to kill the Yellow Turban Bandit in the first place.

War is the last way to solve things. Since this is the only way, it must be solved quickly and simply.

And killing people is the easiest way, only if you die, can I live!

This is what the army thinks!

Cao Hong understood Ning Rong's sadness, it was the first time he killed someone like this, and after seeing more, he got used to it.

"Don't worry, the corpses of the soldiers have all been brought back, the lord will treat their families well!"

Cao Hong comforted: "Zhiyuan...Actually...what happened this time has nothing to do with you...fighting...you will always die...you..."

Cao Hong hesitated to speak, how could Ning Rong not understand what he meant, the casualties of less than 500 people were indeed not many, but...he always felt that he could do better!It is possible to keep more and less alive.

but……

Now it seems that he was wrong after all!After all, war is not a child's play, it is not just talking on paper, and it is not people who can strategize, but gods!

Ning Rong waved his hand, squinted at Cao Hong, the sadness gradually faded away, those bright eyes shone with a strange brilliance, and his sharp-edged face softened a bit.

The stopped Cao Hong didn't speak, he suddenly had a feeling that Ning Rong on the bed had changed!

Shaking his head, he couldn't say what had changed, but...he really felt that Ning Rong was different from before.

Although he is still peaceful, but... the peace now comes from the peace in his heart, as if he is underestimated.

What caught his attention most before was his sharp-edged face and eyes flashing with wisdom, but... now his eyes are brighter, but also more rounded.

It's like... yes!It's like a sword turned into a piece of warm jade.

But... this is a piece of precious jade, a jade that is about to hide its sharpness!

"call……"

Breathing out a foul breath, Ning Rong suddenly raised his head and looked at Cao Hong with pale cheeks.

"Where is Pei Yuanshao?"