Empress Chu

What should I do?

I just hate that she didn't learn how to fight with her father.

"General Wei Chu Ling arrived—"

There was a surge behind him, accompanied by shouts.

Chu Zhao was taken aback, and looked back in disbelief, Ah Le had already jumped up, shouting: "It's the general, it's the general." Shouting and crying.

Chu Zhao also saw that Zhong Changrong was escorting a horse with a group of soldiers. The man in armor on the tall black horse was his father.

Although she lost a lot of weight, with the armor on her body and the long knife in her hand, Chu Ling was still like a mountain.

Father wakes up!

God opens his eyes, God has eyes!

Chu Zhao ran to her father, and she knew that God wanted her to come back to make up for her.

Chu Ling looked at her daughter with a smile and nodded: "Chu Zhao, you are doing very well."

Although he couldn't see anything, he could still feel his daughter's aura.

Chu Zhao hurried forward, and together with Zhong Changrong helped Chu Ling get into the handsome car.

As Chu Ling got into the handsome car, the sound of the military drum changed, and it was a powerful thud-this was the wake-up drum for the main general to take the stage.

Sure enough, the eyes from all directions gathered from a distance.

Chu Ling sat leaning back, with the horizontal knife on her knee, and looked at Chu Zhao: "Since the queen is in the army, she still has to obey my commander's orders."

Chu Zhao stood up straight and answered yes loudly.

"Please ask the empress to be my guard." Chu Ling said.

Chu Zhao responded again and turned around to get off the high cart. Ding Dachui had already led the horse. Chu Zhao got on the horse and took the long knife, bow and crossbow from Ding Dachui. A Le followed closely behind.

Chu Zhao looked back again, and saw that Chu Ling was staring forward first, as if he could see everything, then listened to the reports of the lieutenants, and gave the order after a while.

The war drum once again changed its tone, and the flag flew like a butterfly dancing. With a sound of order, the originally loose army regrouped in a chaotic and orderly manner, like an eagle spreading its wings and rushing towards the dancing python——

Chu Zhao looked back, picked up the long knife, and urged the horse to run forward.

A Le, Ding Dachui, and other guards of the queen's guard of honor (bandits acted as bandits) followed closely behind, and came to the front of the Chinese army formation to guard the coach Chu Ling behind him.

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This battle lasted for three days.

During this period, Chu Zhao also obeyed orders several times to rush to the forefront of the fight with soldiers and horses, and fought with Xiliang soldiers as far as he could see with bows and arrows.

Compared with killing the enemy, her role was to boost morale, and soon she was transferred back, and then went to the new army formation with a knife and an arrow in hand.

When a new ray of sunlight shone on the land, a trombone sounded from the Xiliang army, just like the sigh of the king of Xiliang, and the Xiliang army retreated like a tide.

"The Xiliang army has retreated!"

Chu Zhao wiped off the stains on his face, and watched Ale jump over like a rabbit. The horn of victory had already sounded on the battlefield. The exhausted soldiers seemed to have infinite strength for a moment, and jumped up one after another, shouting frantically.

But Chu Zhao did not celebrate with everyone, she got on her horse and ran towards the formation of the Chinese army to tell her father the good news, even though her father already knew about it.

Returning to the main formation of the Chinese army, Chu Zhao jumped off without waiting for the horse to stop. After running a few steps, he found that the atmosphere was not right.

The drummers were beating the battle drums of victory, and the standard bearers were waving the flags to withdraw the troops, but the soldiers on this side looked solemn, and there was no noise of celebration. When they saw her coming, some people lowered their eyes.

The formation of the Chinese army is naturally more strict, Chu Zhao thought, it’s nothing, it’s normal, she didn’t look around, and rushed to the commander’s chariot, and saw her father sitting on the big chair at a glance.

"Father," she called, stepping forward.

With a smile on her face, Chu Ling looked forward, with a long knife lying across her knees.

Has passed away suddenly.

Chapter 72 Tranquility

Chu Zhao knew that this day would come.

But she never imagined what would happen to her when that day really came.

When she was with her father before, every time he closed his eyes and fell asleep, she was so frightened that her heart stopped beating, and her heartbeat would not resume until she confirmed that her father's pulse was still moving.

At this moment, she was holding her father's wrist, and she couldn't feel the pulse, but could only hear her own heart beating.

Zhong Changrong's voice came from far and near.

"—The general has been relying on medicine to support his body, and there is only one last medicine left."

"It was said at the time that this medicine is for emergencies. After taking it, the dead wood can rejuvenate for a while, but it is only for a while."

"If you don't take the last medicine, the general will persist for a long time even if he is unconscious."

"The general told me earlier that he would die on the battlefield."

Having said this, Zhong Changrong choked with tears.

"Miss, please forgive me for not telling you, and make up your own mind."

Chu Zhao turned to look at him: "Uncle Zhong, you didn't make up your own mind, this is your father's choice, you see." She looked at Chu Ling again, "Father is so happy."

"Father didn't just die on the battlefield."

"I also fought against the King of Xiliang, and defeated the King of Xiliang again."

"and--"

She looked at Zhong Changrong again and smiled.

"And me, I fought side by side with him."

"Father's last journey was full of joy."

Zhong Changrong wiped his tears carelessly with his big hands, and nodded: "Yes, that's right, the general is very happy. With Miss by his side, he went to the battlefield with the soldiers and defeated Xiliang again. The general has no regrets in this life."

She also has no regrets, this time she rushed to her father, accompanied her father, went to the battlefield with her father, let her father see her heart, know that this daughter is not raised in vain, and see how powerful she is, fearless, even if her father I feel relieved to leave.

"Announcement." Chu Zhao raised his hand to caress Chu Yu's eyes, which were still open, "General Wei, Chu Yu, die."

Zhong Changrong hesitated, and asked, "Now? Is it okay?"

Although the king of Xiliang retreated in this battle, the battle is not over yet, and if Chu Ling is declared dead, will the army's morale be shaken?

Chu Zhao knelt in front of his father's knees and said, "Now, let the soldiers know that the general fought with them and died on the battlefield. If there is such a general, even if he is gone, he will still be with the soldiers in their hearts. The King of Liang will come back immediately, and the soldiers have nothing to fear."

The general fought back the King of Xiliang with the last strength of his life, and announcing his death at this time would not cause panic.

Sadness becomes strength.

Be fearless and invincible.

The mourner will win.

Zhong Changrong responded, stood up and went to the drum in person, and beat the drum.

The soldiers who were assembling and repairing were stunned when they heard the sudden sound of the drum. This was not a war drum, but a mourning drum. Everyone looked at the place where the drum sounded in shock. Drinking came along with it.

"Send the heroic soul of General Wei Chu Ling!"

The soldiers on the ground rushed towards the Chinese army formation like dark clouds, accompanied by thunderous shouts.

"General Wei Chu Ling!"

"Send the heroic soul of the general!"

Thunder boomed, and half the sky shook.

Standing on a distant hillside, the originally quiet horse was commotion, but the rider on the horse forgot to appease the horse.

Xiao Man originally turned her head away from this side, but now she also turned her head, with a startled expression: "Chu Ling, is he dead? Is it true or not? Is it the art of war that confuses the people of Xiliang?"

She wanted to say something, but the people around her stared at her and motioned to stop talking.

Xiaoman stopped and looked at the woman in front of her.

The woman hadn't moved for a long time, and she was unaware of the thundering sound or the vibration of her feet.

As the cold wind blew, she raised her finger, wiped a pearl-like tear from the corner of her eye, and gently waved it away.

"A Mian, send the general."

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Chu Ling's funeral waited for the end of the war, and after the court got the news, the officials came with a posthumous award before the official burial.

Chu Zhao seems to be very busy these two days, but he doesn't seem to be busy at the same time.

She sat in her father's place and discussed the war with the generals, but she only listened and didn't talk about it. The specific matters were all decided by Zhong Changrong.

She patrolled the wounded barracks and comforted the wounded.

At night, she patrolled the camp herself.

Everything is as if the father is still there.

Standing in the wilderness, Chu Zhao felt the cold wind, and footsteps came from behind him.

Chu Zhao didn't look back, he didn't seem to notice until the man yelled.

"The empress is diligent in military affairs, so she can't even eat without food." Xie Yan said.

Chu Zhaodao: "Your Majesty is not hungry. Your Majesty is dedicated to serving the country and the people. Drinking the wind and dew is enough."

Xie Yanlai couldn't hold back and almost laughed out loud, this girl is like this, she can tell you insincere words anytime and anywhere, even at this time——

He stopped laughing, stood beside her, and threw something into her arms.

"For those who will pay tribute to the empress, please accept it with a smile." He said.

Chu Zhao picked up the paper bag and opened it. Seeing that it was a roasted chicken leg, she hummed and nodded: "Ai Qing has a heart, Ah Le, please appreciate it."

A Le smiled and responded.

Xie Yanlai didn't thank her, she laughed dryly, turned her head to look at the dark night, where the city was lit with sparks.

The girl next to me quietly ate chicken drumsticks.

"Cry when you feel sad." Xie Yanlai said suddenly.

Chu Zhao bit his chicken leg and looked up at him, arguing vaguely, "What, I'm not sad, I've said it, I've prepared it a long time ago."

Xie Yanlai looked down at her: "So what if you are prepared for the death of your parents?"

The moment of loss is still painful.

Preparation is nothing but helplessness, not painlessness.

There will be no regrets, and my father is happy. These reasons are worn on my body and heart like armor. As a result, I dare not even enter the house where my father was when he was alive.

I didn't dare to face the empty room at all, and I didn't dare to think about the people I would never see again.

Under the cold moonlight, big tears rolled down the girl's eyes, and she hugged her knees and cried silently.

A Le also started crying, wanting to complain that Xie Yanlai is really annoying, a word can make the crying lady, but he was relieved, the general died, the lady calmly deployed Xiliang, sent letters to the court, prepared to pay homage, orderly, admirable , but she knew it was wrong for the young lady, and the young lady's mood was not right at all.

When I was a child playing hide-and-seek and failed to find my father, the lady would cry a lot.

Now that I can't find it anymore, what pain will Miss feel in her heart.

But she didn't dare to say it, and didn't know how to say it.

Fortunately, there is this Xie Yanlai who can never speak.

Only he can provoke Miss Weeping.

Ale watched Xie Yanlai turn on her toes and sit down beside the young lady, she let out a long breath and backed away.

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When Chu Zhao woke up, it was already daylight. She looked around in a daze, and recognized that it was her father's room.

She was still sleeping on the couch next to the bed, but there was no sleeping father on the bed.