Yuan River

Before dawn.Li Bin led the whole tribe quietly through the thick night, and came to the bushes outside the upstream tribe again.At this moment, dark green fireflies were flying in clusters, and several guards of the upstream tribe were drowsy.

"Brothers, rush forward while throwing arrows! Make it quick!" Li Bin gave an order, and threw out his meteor arrow to hit a guard, killing him with one blow.Then, he jumped out of the bushes with a vigorous step, and rushed forward first.

"Kill—" the crowd pulled out their spears, shouted hoarsely, followed Li Bin to attack the tribe upstream.

"Li Che! It's not good! They're attacking!" A guard boy stumbled into Li Che's tent, too flustered to catch his breath.

"They actually came to the door. Then, the fish will die!" Li Che climbed up to the high place with firm steps without any fear.He looked at the chaotic battlefield in the distance, and started beating the pottery drum on the ground like Xiang Lin did in the past.The sound of the drums is vigorous, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.

The drum is a military order.The people of the upstream tribe were summoned, and worker ants came out of their nests in full force. According to countless rehearsals, they formed a square formation and were ready to go.For a moment, the momentum was like a rainbow.

Li Che slammed the pottery drum fiercely like thunder.It was the call to attack, the herald of vengeance.Tears ran down his cheeks inadvertently, he gritted his teeth, stood upright like Xiang Lin, and became the bloody faith of countless brothers on the battlefield like a banner.

This is the tribe of Yuanshen.This is Xiang Lin's army.On this day, he will defend the glory of God from ancient times.

Although he died nine times, he still has no regrets.

Like a tidal wave, the troops of the upstream tribes submerged the troops of Li Bin who came to challenge, like a lament.

"Patriarch, we are surrounded!"

"Patriarch, we are outnumbered!"

"Patriarch, our spears can't cut through stone knives!"

"Shut the fuck up! Don't be cowardly, try your best to hold on!" Li Bin was surrounded by layers of layers, and he couldn't cope with the enemy with one against three, so he cursed angrily.

On the battlefield, howls are everywhere.As far as the eyes can see, it is full of fresh blood, as dazzling and coquettish as flowers from the other shore.

The Li tribe retreated steadily.

As the saying goes, there is no life without danger.A thought silently rose from the bottom of Li Bin's heart——

Catch the thief first catch the king!

He dodged the felling, raised his head slightly, and looked at the boy beating the drum on the high place—the person he cared about the most.The splashed blood stained the boy's rattan armor, but it couldn't conceal his pure and heroic temperament.

Never—can't get him?

"Father, mother, forgive me. I was born to protect my tribe. Everything else is secondary." Li Bin said silently in his heart.

He precisely aimed at the boy, and let the flying arrow throw it out, drawing a perfect arc soundlessly in the dry and cold air.

"Farewell, brother."

The boy turned around as if aware of it, his clear eyes passed through the noisy battlefield, and met Li Bin's resolute and ruthless eyes.Eyes meet, yearning and hatred, a moment seems like an eternity.

In the next second, another figure rushed out from one side and suddenly blocked between the two.The flying arrow pierced her heart accurately, and then she fell heavily.

"Mother? Mother! Why did you come here!" Li Che fell to the ground and shouted in a panic.

It was Xiang Shi who fell, and the sharp flying arrow pierced her chest, and blood gushed like a spring.It was she who arrived in time and blocked the fatal blow for Li Che.

"Son, I'm getting old. For the sake of the people of the tribe, you remember—hold on." Xiang forced a smile, as gentle as before, but heartbreaking.She patted Li Che's cheek, then lowered her hand, closing Rushui's eyes forever.

"Mother!" Li Che hurriedly pressed her wound, trying in vain to stop her bleeding.

He couldn't accept what happened suddenly, he just lost his mind.He still doesn't understand what is widely circulated in later generations - the most ruthless emperor's family.

"The Primordial Spirit is dead! The Primordial Spirit is dead!" Someone shouted.All of a sudden, the shouts came and went on the battlefield, forming one piece.

"How could God die!"

"The gods are dead, so what shall we do!"

"She's not a god at all!"

……

The warriors of the upstream tribe were in a hurry, bewildered.They fought under the protection of God.The battle is not over, and the primordial spirit has died, who should deliver their liver and gall?For whom should their blood be shed?

The brothers of the Li clan were overjoyed when they saw this.They sang and marched forward, one by one, eager to try, so fierce that they seemed to tear the enemy to pieces.

The situation reversed instantly.The brothers of the Li clan broke out from the siege and hit the upstream tribe hard.

Li Bin looked at all this coldly, and was in a daze for a moment.Fighting beside him seemed to be no longer the brothers he had ruled over many days and nights, but the bloodthirsty Shura who had escaped from hell, venting his desire to kill on his own.

He was suddenly tired and didn't want to think any more.It turned out that for all these years, for these people, he was the one who couldn't help himself.

He picked up his spear, left his own square, and broke into the enemy's formation alone.His father died, his mother died too, the people he loved hated him, he was tired, he just wanted to die in this battle, like a hero, to end his messy and tangled life.

As the saying goes, Jun Mo laughs drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times.

Enemies flocked to him, but were repelled by him again and again. The title of "God of War" is by no means in vain, and no one in the chaos army can get close to him.

In the sky full of smoke and dust, while he was fighting, he raised his eyes to see Li Che jumping down from the high platform with red eyes, and also entered the battlefield.

He saw Li Che being stabbed by a spear, dripping with blood.

He saw Li Che was exhausted and fell to his knees on the ground.

They are all dying.In the face of life and death, what is it that people will firmly grasp?Is it redemption?

Li Bin suddenly felt that if he didn't go to find that boy and hold him in his arms, he wouldn't die in peace.In contrast, the past is righteous, but it is just a joke.

He picked up the sword, crossed the entire battlefield like the wind, and knelt down in front of the young man.At the same time, the boy's stone knife immediately reached his throat.

"Ache, let's run away." Li Bin trembled all over.

"There's no door at all!" Li Che made a backhand with a sharp knife, leaving no room for it.But Li Bin dodged wisely.

"Ache, let's open up a new territory together." Li Bin insisted.

Li Che didn't answer, and then swung the knife again.He cut empty again, his wounded right arm hanging limply.Excessive blood loss left him unconscious.He closed his eyes and let out a long sigh: "Oh, forget it, I'm going to die soon."

"Brother, you..." Li Bin was at a loss.

"Ha, in this battle, God's will probably win or lose. God will help you but not me. The god is also dead. From now on, only the emperor will be seen, and ghosts and gods will not be seen. Every subject will directly obey you, and there will be no more Men can resist your rule as we have."

"Brother, don't blame me..."

"You're a good chief, that's why the people chose you. And what can I blame?"

"Ache, I regret it! I am no longer the patriarch! Let's escape together!"

"Brother, don't make trouble. The tribe needs you." During the words, Li Che's expression gradually became quiet, and he lost all vitality, as if he had fallen asleep.His breathing and heartbeat stopped slowly, and he never woke up again.

Li Bin's heart felt like a knife was being twisted, his breathing was difficult, his whole body was trembling but he couldn't make a sound.For a moment, he thought he was going to die.fair enough.

The enemy fought from behind, Li Bin had no choice but to put Li Che down and continue fighting.He didn't know how long he had been fighting, nor how many people he had killed, there was only boundless numbness and emptiness.

At noon, the sound of fighting stopped and the smoke cleared.The battle is over.

"Total annihilation?" Li Binqiang cheered up and asked about him.

"Looks like it is." Someone replied.

"How many of us are left?"

"Everyone is here."

"Then... where's Li Xin!"

Frantically, Li Bin plunged into the dilapidated battlefield, moved away the mountain of corpses, rummaged around, and finally found Li Xin's already cold corpse on one side.

"Sister, are you pretending to be dead and teasing me? Open your eyes quickly! Open your eyes quickly!" Li Bin fell down in convulsions, beside the childish girl who was not very old, his eyes Godless, face ashen.

"Patriarch, please mourn. We are still waiting for you to preside over the overall situation." Someone stepped forward cautiously to comfort.

"Fuck the big picture! I'm quitting! I'm quitting!"

……

After that war, many, many years later...

The patriarch, Li Bin, lived a long and boring life.

Under the instigation of others, he married three beautiful wives and gave birth to seven lively children.They often flatter Li Bin, and at the same time fight endlessly for the succession of the patriarch every day.Li Bin never said anything, and even rarely stayed with them.

One day, without any warning, it was discovered that the old patriarch had disappeared.They looked around and finally found him on the grass at the entrance of the Tibetan Talisman Cave.I saw him lying peacefully, not breathing.And in this place, Xiang Lin, Li Che and Li Xin, whom he buried with his own hands, are buried forever.

"After 30 years, he finally doesn't have to live alone anymore." The old man in the tribe said, burying him with them.

The fallen leaves are flying, and the rice fields introduced by him are billowing. It's another bumper harvest.