After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

"Evil son!"

King Guangling looked at the re-chaotic battlefield below, and suddenly became furious and shouted: "I tell you to stop!"

Seeing that none of them listened to him, Hada immediately waved his hand to let the soldiers standing beside him do it, raised their knives and dropped them, and those panicked civilians immediately fell to the ground.

Seeing that more and more people were being killed, King Guangling was heartbroken and said sharply: "Chu Xian! I tell you to stop! Do you hear me!"

"If you dare to take another step, our father and son will have no relationship in the future!"

Chu Yan turned a deaf ear to it, and rushed to the bottom of the city wall regardless of his own safety. Because of fighting for too long, the internal energy in his body was a little exhausted. Looking at the city wall that was several meters away, he couldn't get up for a while.

Not far away, Chongyang saw him standing still, and instantly understood his weakness. After finishing off the two Huns standing in front of him, he quickly stood under the city wall and shouted at the nearest ghost cavalrymen: "Come up! "

The ghost cavalrymen were taken aback for a moment, and after they realized it, they hurriedly stepped on his shoulders and built a solid human ladder beside the city wall.

Chongyang, who was crushed at the bottom, panted heavily, looked at the figure beside him, gritted his teeth and said, "Come on, son."

A trace of confusion rose in Chu Yan's eyes, "Thank you."

Then he stepped on the shoulders of the ghost cavalry army and climbed up step by step. Seeing that they were about to rescue King Guangling, Hada felt anxious and panicked. He shot the longbow in Chu Yan's back.

Sensing the cold killing intent, Chu Yan shrewdly dodged to the side. The feathered arrow brushed against his shoulder, and Hada missed it. At some point, the tall and tall soldiers killed all the Huns under the tower, and killed them unstoppably.

Hada's eyes were startled, he forgot to put the arrow in his hand, staring at this group of strange but domineering soldiers, he actually felt a chill from head to toe running up from the soles of his feet.

He immediately waved to the soldiers next to him, "Retreat!"

"Withdraw to the tower!"

Chu Yan had already stepped on the shoulder of the last ghost cavalry soldier, and swung his sword to cut off the rope tied to King Guangling's body.

King Guangling also fell at a very high speed. Chu Yan endured the severe pain of his shoulder being torn, quickly grabbed the end of the rope, and hung him not far from the ground in a thrilling manner, then slowly let go, and King Guangling returned safely. to the ground.

Chu Yan climbed down the human ladder, stepped forward and untied the thick rope tied around King Guangling.

As soon as he moved his hand, King Guangling slapped Chu Yan's left and right cheeks with two merciless slaps.

He blushed and scolded, "I don't have a son like you."

"I can't afford to lose this man!"

There was never-before-seen disappointment and anger in those eyes, obviously ashamed of Chu Yan's behavior, but also regretful and sad.

Chu Yan's face was already red and swollen, showing five clear fingerprints, but his expression was still calm and composed as before, and he said lightly: "Father will kill or cut, we will talk about it when we go back."

"How can you tell me to have the face to go back!" King Guangling looked at the corpses lying on the ground, with tears in his eyes, choked up and said, "Son! They are all citizens of Daqing!"

"Our ancestors have protected the common people for so many years. How come you have turned into abandonment."

He looked at the people kneeling in the distance, who were still alive.Their eyes were filled with fear and shivering, just like when they saw the Huns.

King Guangling felt even more mixed in his heart, and suddenly knelt down in front of the corpses of the common people on the ground.

"Father..." Chu Yan clenched his fists tightly and shouted hoarsely.

He knew in his heart that he had committed the felony committed by his father.

Although all of these people deserve to die, without exception, they are all citizens of Daqing.

As a general, he should support the king and love the people.

But he has no regrets.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't have the style of a general, or he doesn't have a broad mind, he just wants to be like these common people, to be a person, not a hero.

"Let's go, father." Chu Yan urged, frowning.

The time for Jin Lan to procrastinate inside should be coming soon, and it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.

King Guangling knew that the overall situation should be the most important thing now, so he lowered his face and solemnly kowtowed three times to those corpses.

Seeing that King Guangling had performed such a great ceremony, Chu Yan felt a little unhappy in his heart.

He is not like King Guangling who has lived on the loess flying sandfield for so many years, and he does not have in his heart the idea of ​​loyalty that his grandfather instilled in his father since he was a child.

So he couldn't be an upright and praiseworthy general, but in the end he could only be a selfish and despicable little man.

Although Chu Yan didn't understand this move, he respected his father's morality.

And this one is mostly for myself.

After kowtowing, King Guangling didn't say any more, stood up from the ground again, stared at Chu Yan beside him coldly, and said angrily, "I'll deal with you when I go back."

Chu Yan looked indifferent, nodded slightly, and said yes.

Seeing that he showed no intention of repenting, King Guangling became even more angry, but thinking that it was not time to get angry, he could only patiently say: "Let these soldiers of yours send the living people out of the city."

Chu Yan stopped being stubborn with him, and glanced at Chongyang next to him.

Chongyang hastily bowed his hands and saluted, beckoning to a few ghost cavalrymen beside him to untie the ropes of those common people.

Seeing that they could move their hands and feet, they hurriedly rushed out of the city. Chongyang wanted to chase after him, but Chu Yan said flatly, "No need."

King Guangling sighed heavily when he remembered that Ying Zhu and fifty thousand soldiers were still trapped in the tower.

If he rushes in rashly now, not only will it not help the matter, but he may lose his wife and lose his army.

Fortunately, in order to contain themselves and Xianxing, the Xiongnu will not deal with those soldiers, so they are still safe for the time being.

Leave first, then think about the long term.

Just as he was about to walk, he suddenly realized that when he moved a step, his thigh seemed to be stretched. He was dazzled by anger just now, and he didn't feel the pain.

After Chu Yan noticed it, he simply bent down and carried King Guangling who was standing there on his back.

King Guangling has lost a lot of weight these days, and his physical pain is okay, but it is more of a burden in his heart, worrying about his soldiers, worrying about the people of Daqing, and even worrying about the emperor who is far away in the imperial city and is seriously ill on his couch.

Under such double tortures every day, King Guangling was already withered, only a pair of tiger eyes were still shining brightly.

He was startled, but after he realized it, he didn't resist, and lowered his eyes to look at his son's broad and powerful shoulders.

It turns out...they have grown so big.

King Guangling's eyes were lost, and he murmured, "When you were young, when you went back on New Year's Day, I recited you once."

"But it seems to be only once. Later, when you grow up, you don't want me to recite it."

Chu Yan said nothing with a sullen face, and his steps were big and fast.

"Did you hurt you just now?" King Guangling calmed down, and his tone softened, "I rarely hit you, unless you really made a big mistake."

"Last time it was because you said you wanted to find me a male daughter-in-law, this time it's because you...have been confused."

In the end, he was still not willing to put those four ugly words on his son's head, and covered up Chu Yan's crime with a sentence of being stupid.

"Father does not ask you to be famous in the world, but I hope you can sincerely defend the land of Daqing, and protect them like you love your own women."

Chu Yan still didn't speak. If he can't do it in the future, he usually won't agree to it at the beginning.

How could King Guangling not understand his small thoughts, sighed helplessly, and said earnestly: "I can't stand you, now that I'm old, I can't control you."

"However, I think that young doctor is also a good-hearted person. If you can change your mind, you will be able to please that young doctor even more."

In order to make Chu Yan realize his fault, he even said such words now.As soon as he finished speaking, King Guangling suddenly felt a mouthful of old blood blocked his throat, unable to swallow or lift it up.

Hearing Fu Shiyu's name, Chu Yan's cold and hard expression disintegrated a little. King Guangling saw the softened side face, and couldn't help but feel mixed emotions. He didn't know whether to feel lucky or sad.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a slight sound of breaking through the air in the distance.

He seemed to have noticed something, and before he turned around, there was a sharp pain in his chest, and then he fell into a strong paralysis, the blood flowing in his body rushed to his feet quickly, King Guangling insisted on looking back.

He found Duke Qing standing on a tower not far away, holding a bow and arrow high in his hand, his aging face was expressionless, but his sharpened and vicissitudes eyes were full of emotions.

King Guangling turned his head silently, and saw that Chu Yan stopped at some point.

"Go on." King Guangling said lightly, "Let me stay on your back for a while."

Chu Yan lowered his head, the shadow completely wiped out the emotions on his face, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking at the moment.

After a long time, he slowly lifted his footsteps, each step was slow and heavy, as if the back of his feet was pressing on a jack, and the winding blood trail followed his invisible footprints into the pale morning light.

Chong Yang, who was following behind, slapped himself hard twice, cursing secretly that he shouldn't be dazed just now.

With red eyes, he stared at their staggering backs.

"[-] soldiers need to be rescued." King Guangling fell on Chu Yan's shoulder and ordered, "The people in the city can't just sit idly by."

Chu Yan didn't say a word for a long time, and finally, in the silence of King Guangling's waiting, he replied hoarsely.

Only then did King Guangling feel completely relieved, and said slowly: "It's not that my father is not wanting you and that young doctor."

"Our Chu family has always had a small number of people. In my generation, you are the only one left. When you get old, you will be lonely and have no children. I feel worried underground."

Chu Yan's throat choked up, as if his heart and lungs were blocked by thousands of sad emotions. After a long time, he said softly, "He is the one who can be with me forever."

King Guangling smiled and did not deny it, "I hope so."

He thought of something, and said again: "Your elder brother is still in Huangzhou. Although he has done something wrong, he is still your own elder brother. There is no need to take him back to Beijing, but you still have to take care of him. After all, he is yours here. The only relative in the world."

Chu Yan nodded silently.

"Okay." King Guangling breathed out a long breath, looking at the rising red sun on the horizon with nostalgia and reluctance, "I can only accompany you here as a father, let's go."

"I can only let go of what I can't let go. This burden will be on your shoulders in the future. I should also take a good rest."

"Finally don't call me King Father, call me Father just like you did when you were a child."

The corners of Chu Yan's eyes were slightly red. At this moment, he finally unreservedly let go of all his guard against King Guangling, and shouted bitterly as a son who looked up to his father.

"……Father."

"Hey--"

King Guangling responded kindly and happily like when he was a child, and then, under the first rays of morning light, he closed his eyes forever.

Chongyang looked at Chu Yan who was standing motionless in front of him, and beckoned the group of ghost cavalry to stop, took off his helmets with both hands, and stood there silently.

After a long time, Chu Yan's shoulders moved. Looking at the dawn, he said softly, calmly and forcefully, "Report to Beijing that General Dingyuan died in the 41st year of Sui Qing."

"Ten days at the latest, I will return to Beijing with the good news and General Dingyuan's body."