I was reborn after choking on water [Quick Transmigration]

Ten days later, Fengzhi General Ye Zhuolin led the army, broke through the last line of defense in Xifan, and captured the capital of Xifan in one go. At this point, the blade fell, and Nanzhao returned to the peaceful period.

When Zhao Feng received the good news, he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear. He hurriedly wanted to call Ye Zhuolin back to arrange a celebration banquet, but Ye Zhuolin refused.

The reason for the refusal was: "I'm tired, I want to rest for a few days before returning."

After fighting for so long, he should be tired, so Zhao Feng agreed, caring for several pages in the letter, as if he could jump three feet high and howl when he saw a real person. People are as naive as a seven or eight-year-old child.

After Ye Zhuolin received the reply, he finally showed his first smile in ten days, and it disappeared in a flash.

He stuffed the letter to He Xiao who was on the side: "Let's go home in a few days, let's go have a meal together."

He Xiao didn't dare to reply, he just nodded cautiously and got out of the account, for fear that he would make an inappropriate move and cause Ye Zhuolin's emotions to collapse.

In fact, during these ten days, except for issuing orders and receiving news, Ye Zhuolin hardly communicated with anyone.

His expression was very calm, as if nothing had happened, as if he had never received the information that the Xifan heavy artillery was blown up, as if he didn't know that those warriors who died, including Xiaolulu, had no bones left.

He Xiao was lucky enough to have a look at the scene, but he couldn't see clearly at that time because it was too messy.

Broken catapults were scattered all over the ground, and there were sawdust and iron slag everywhere. The remnants of gunpowder were mixed in the gunpowder smoke, which gave off a pungent smell. The traces of being burned on the ground merged into one, silently telling the decline of life.

There was a severed palm by He Xiao's feet. To be precise, it was a piece of flesh that had half of his finger blown off. My heart is terrified. Although the 13-year-old He Xiao has seen many worlds with He Jianyuan, this is the first time he has experienced such a visual shock, and he feels like vomiting.

And, He Xiao came with Ye Zhuolin at that time.

He Xiao was dying and wishing he could go to the slaughterhouse to wash his eyes, while Ye Zhuolin stood there without saying a word, without any expression on his face, which gave people the illusion that he planned to stand here for the rest of his life.

Ye Zhuolin was actually thinking at the time: So this kind of terrain is too complicated. Indeed, if it weren't for the small road belt, no one would be able to deal with Xifan, otherwise it would not be successful.

This is an instinctive rational analysis, temporarily overshadowing the extreme grief.

Ye Zhuolin has always been a little numb these days, as if Xiao Lulu just asked for orders to go out for a long trip and will come back soon.Therefore, he wrote the word "Jing Xing" on the paper again, which is beautiful and smooth.

He waited for Xiaolulu to take it away, and he expected Xiaolulu's happy expression.

Day after day, until the tombstone cemetery of the sacrificed soldiers had been built, someone found him: "General, the tomb of Leader Lu...does it need to be built?"

"Tomb? What kind of grave? Oh, you said... Xiaolulu." Ye Zhuolin seemed to have been hit on the head with a hammer, dazed and confused, and didn't even know what he was talking about. "Then build it, anyway. ...it's not a big deal, is it?"

"Yes, how should I write the detailed name and title of Lu Lingjun?"

"It's so troublesome." Ye Zhuolin felt inexplicably irritated, "Just write Xiaolulu, don't use prefixes, it's sloppy, and it won't read smoothly."

He Xiao on the side couldn't bear to look any longer: "General..."

"Go out, the last time the handwriting is still not very good, I will rewrite it." Ye Zhuolin picked up the pen and paper, "Don't bother me, this time I must write well."

Three days later, the "Xiaolulu Tomb" was built in an open space, separated from other people's cemeteries by a long distance, almost occupying a large area by itself.

When Ye Zhuolin saw the tombstone, he was stunned for a moment.

It seemed that he didn't really realize until then that Xiao Lulu would not come back.

"He Xiao, I'll stay here later, you guys go back first." After thinking for a while, he added, "I won't do stupid things."

He Xiao was still worried, but he was dragged away by other sensible people beside him: "Let the general wait for a while, the sooner he vents his anger, the sooner he will get better."

"Can……"

"Don't worry, I've been with the general for a few years. The general is a rational person, and he will never do paranoid things. Let's get the general two jugs of wine later. Can't get drunk."

So, an hour later, Ye Zhuolin was leaning against the tombstone, holding a small wine jar in his right hand, drinking the wine like drinking water.He is indeed a good drinker, and he doesn't show his face, so he still seems to be calm after five jars, as if he is just tired of walking and resting here for a while.

But inside his chest, it was as if the river was overwhelmed, disturbing his restlessness.

Ye Zhuolin closed his eyes, his face was a bit haggard.He always thought it was stupid to drink away his sorrows. He was happy for a while, but he was still a mess when he woke up?But he's doing it now.

For the first time, he didn't want to face reality so much.

In the first few days, the tail of the war was not dealt with, and after Ye Zhuolin got drunk, he was able to hold on and come back to deal with things.He Xiao and other soldiers brainwashed themselves every day: Maybe the general will be fine tomorrow.

However, tomorrow after tomorrow, half a month has passed, and Ye Zhuolin still has no intention of being reborn.

It even got worse: after the matter was dealt with, Ye Zhuolin simply stopped appearing, and spent almost every day in the cemetery, except for eating, drinking and lazing, the rest of the time, he just leaned listlessly on the tombstone, like a tombstone. statue.Everyone in the barracks was in fear every day, but there was nothing they could do.

General Fengzhi is seldom willful, and once in a while, it's a big commotion.

In a blink of an eye, it was another seven days, and it rained heavily on this day.

Ye Zhuolin leaned on the tombstone as usual, as if he had lost his five senses, letting the rain make him miserable.The old injuries from before are very important, and the last few battles also added a few holes.He hadn't healed from his injuries, and his body was already weak, and he was tortured so desperately for a few days, so he was washed by the rain, and the temperature of his whole body was directly washed up.

In a blur of consciousness, Ye Zhuolin vaguely felt that someone was touching his face.But when he raised his hand strenuously, he didn't touch anything, not even bugs.

It's just an illusion.

Ye Zhuolin smiled self-deprecatingly, always felt that the little things in the past few years were just a dream.

Not a trace was left.

There are their shadows everywhere in this world, but the story is only left in the memory, and there is nothing left.

He struggled to get up from the torrential rain, thinking about going back to shelter from the rain, but he didn't know how long he walked, and when he got there, he felt that his consciousness was suddenly emptied, and Ye Zhuolin fell to the ground, and he didn't get up for a long time.

After another few hours, the rain gradually stopped, and it seemed that some footsteps could be heard.

"General Ye!"

"Zhuo Lin!"

He didn't know when there were two more figures in front of him, but he didn't bother to distinguish who they were, he just closed his eyes again, wanting to sleep again.

Seeing Ye Zhuolin close his eyes, He Xiao thought Ye Zhuolin had died, so he immediately ran over to sniff his breath in fright, and as soon as his skin touched, even if Ye Zhuolin was drenched like a drowned chicken, He Xiao could still feel Ye Zhuolin's body temperature Not quite normal.

"Your Majesty! Come and see General Ye!"

Ye Zhuolin heard the unexpected address, opened his eyes with difficulty, and met Zhao Feng's face.

"Huh? Why is Your Majesty here..." Ye Zhuolin struggled.

"Don't move." Zhao Feng's face was very ugly, "Using wine to relieve worries, why would you do such a thing?"

"There is no other way." Ye Zhuolin said hoarsely, his voice was no longer as clear as before, "There is no other way."

"If He Xiao hadn't traveled all the way to the capital to find me, no one would have dared to come here. Look at you, hey..." Zhao Feng held Ye Zhuolin's arm and carried Ye Zhuolin on his back, At this time, Zhao Feng was not like Emperor Nanzhao, he seemed to be just a brother who was worried about his younger brother, "If you have a fever like this, if no one really cares about you, the consequences will be disastrous."

Ye Zhuolin smiled wryly, he couldn't say the words "die is dead", he cherished his life, but living like this is really tormenting.

If he had known earlier that his little effort saved Xiaolulu back then, in exchange for Xiaolulu's life, then he shouldn't have saved Xiaolulu at that time, or in other words, he should have been ruthless and rejected Xiaolulu's idea of ​​staying in the barracks at that time .

He was too soft-hearted towards Xiao Lulu, and too indecisive.

Xiaolulu is only 17 years old.

"I... I came here in person, don't you plan to go back?" Zhao Feng asked softly.

He didn't return, and simply continued to sleep, so that he could be regarded as half dead after being neutralized.Zhao Feng had no choice but to ignore the surprised eyes of others, carry him back to the army tent, and tell the doctor to take good care of him.

However, things gradually got out of control.

Ye Zhuolin had a high fever.

It's not uncommon for General Ye to have a fever, but it's a bit scary to have a fever like this.

For two days and two nights, the high fever has not subsided, and since Ye Zhuolin fell asleep in the cemetery, he has been in a coma, without any signs of waking up.

"The fever isn't so severe that you faint, it's because the general doesn't want to wake up." After tossing for a long time, the doctor said so.

"Then what should we do?" He Xiao asked anxiously.

"Does he have any obsessions in his heart?"

"Maybe?"

"That's right, he should be trapped in a nightmare. He is conscious, but he doesn't want to wake up." The doctor's expression was serious, "If this continues, his body and brain will be damaged, and he may not even be able to wake up for the rest of his life. .”

This doctor was brought by Zhao Feng when he came here. His surname is Liu, and he is one of the best imperial physicians in Nanzhao.Physician Liu sighed a few times, and helped Ye Zhuolin cover the quilt: "General Ye's health is fine, and his fever will subside almost at night, but he doesn't seem to have the desire to survive. If you don't get rid of it for a day, you will be in danger of falling into a coma again at any time... If you dare to ask, Your Majesty will know what the general is obsessed with."

Zhao Feng, who had been silent for a long time, said slowly: "I have seen the achievements and records of these days, and there is a young man next to Zhuo Lin, who seems to be the main force in blowing up the Xifan artillery this time, and he was brought to the palace last time. that."

"Yes, Brother Lu Lu!" He Xiao didn't even bother to interrupt Zhao Feng, "Brother Lu Lu and General Ye have a very good relationship, is it because of Brother Lu Lu?"

Both Zhao Feng and Imperial Physician Liu were silent for a while. The brutality of the battle that day was well known to everyone. Almost everyone knew that the people who participated that day were all dead.If the obsession is really like this, the Sri Lankan is dead, they can't make Xiao Lu Lu alive, can they?

He Xiao was still thinking about luck: "I remember that brother Lu Lu is very skilled. Is it possible that he escaped? So many broken bodies may not belong to him. Brother Lu Lu spent time with me when we were chatting. , saying that he has the safety talisman given to him by General Ye, and he will surely turn danger into good luck."

"Yes." Zhao Feng also tried his best to find hope, "Maybe it's really auspicious to die, what do you think, Imperial Physician Liu?"

"The possibility is too small." Doctor Liu felt that there was no reason for self-comfort, because even a doctor of his who did not go to the battlefield could hear that Chengxiang's statement was just deceiving himself, "If you lead the army, you will inevitably rush to the battlefield. At first, the damage caused by the explosion of the artillery was too high, and the old minister has lived for 60 years, and he has never seen anyone who can survive such an explosion.”

The air condenses again.

Silence to the end, can only be turned into a sigh.