Langya Bang Epilogue: The End

(eleven)

Boom—boom—boom—the clanging drums poured out from under Mei Changsu's hands.

It seemed that he could no longer feel the coldness of the harsh winter in Meiling. The warm breath rushed into the meridians along his back and swam throughout his body. The blood in his whole body seemed to be stirred up by the breath, and his limbs were full of strength.

At the moment when the first drum sounded, the Luze battlefield in the distance seemed to pause for a moment, and the soldiers of Liang Jun only felt their bodies tremble, and heard the thunder that exploded in their ears.Then, the war drums sounded one after another, with a strange rhythm, distant and powerful, reverberating between the heaven and the earth.

Accompanied by the sound of war drums, Liang Jun's army gradually stepped on the calm and calm drumbeat, and the changes in the army formation became smoother with the smooth drumbeat like a river, and the coordination law was found.

The drums sounded one after another, becoming more and more calm and tenacious, echoing in the ears of every beam soldier.It seems that a voice full of power is speaking, guiding them to serve the country with swords and spears in their hands, to protect their homeland, and to strive for the reunion with the people they miss most in their hearts.

It seemed that they had seen the impact of the sound of war drums on Liang Jun. After a while, the rumble of war drums also sounded from Da Yu's side.Mei Changsu gritted his teeth, and thick and long veins like earthworms protruded from his forehead. He swung the drumstick without stopping, and with the continuous force from the people behind him, he struck firmly again and again. .

The soldiers are fighting, and the drums of the two sides are also facing each other. One sound sinks, one wave rises, the drums become denser and heavier, and finally another moment, almost at the same time, the drums on both sides stop. After a while, he knocked down the heaviest syllable with the force of thunder.

When the sound of the drum fell to the ground, the army formations on both sides changed at the same time, and they collided with each other with great momentum. Daliang and Dayu, the fateful opponents, began the final battle to the death on the snowy green swamp!

At this time, Daliang's army had gotten rid of fear, without the slightest hesitation, and the delicately changing army formation began to play its due role, and Daliang began a long-prepared counterattack.

No one noticed, the sound of Daliang's war drums quietly stopped, and disappeared into the wind wrapped in snowflakes.

Mei Changsu's trembling arms could no longer hold the drumsticks. He glanced at the battle situation in the distance, showing some complacency, and slowly took a step back.

He knew that Lin Chen was always standing behind him.He really wanted to turn around and show off to Lin Chen that he had once again turned the tide, but he couldn't help his eyes turning black, and a severe dizziness hit him fiercely, making him feel that he would suffocate at any time.

He didn't hesitate any longer, and fell back very confidently, and sure enough, he fell into a warm embrace.

He knew that there would be a hug waiting for him.

(twelve)

Gradually, the sound of hunting wind came into my ears, and the banners were blown loudly.Mei Changsu finally felt the light before his eyes, and it took him a long time before he realized that he was lying in the military tent.

There were two people beside the bed, even though the light was extremely dim, he still recognized them at a glance, they were Lin Chen and Fei Liu.Fei Liu was lying on the side of the bed, as if he had fallen asleep while waiting, while Lin Chen was sitting upright.

"Lin Chen, I'm sorry, don't be angry with me." He pondered for a while, until his throat was free from the dryness when he first woke up from a coma, and then he said softly.

Lin Chen remained silent, supported him to prop his head up, and handed him the always warm soup.

"Every time I pass out from poor health, even if I made you angry before, you will forgive me." Mei Changsu forced a smile, making himself look confident.

Only this time, Lin Chen didn't answer, and after a long silence, Lin Chen said, "So you're going to use this to force me to death?"

Mei Changsu was shocked.Then he began to struggle vigorously to sit up, and the unfinished thick black soup dripped onto the snow-white cloak.

"Lin Chen, I'm not..."

"I have forgiven you every time before." Mei Changsu's words were interrupted by Lin Chen's voice.Lin Chen's voice was very soft, as if he was sighing, vaguely absent, and even at the end of his speech, it seemed that it would turn into an air current and disappear at any moment. Mei Changsu held his breath, afraid of missing a word of his.

Under the dim light, Mei Changsu saw Lin Chen's face.He was unusually haggard, his ever-handsome cheeks actually shriveled a lot at this time, and during the short time he was unconscious, he almost lost his shape.

Lin Chen held down the struggling Mei Changsu, pushed him back on the bed, covered him with the quilt carefully, and his movements were delicate and gentle, just like before.It's just that he is still talking in a very soft voice.

"I said before that as long as you live, I will forgive you. No matter what you do or how you treat me, as long as you live, I will not blame you." Lin Chen lowered his head and smiled at Mei Changsu. On his cheek, the smile was fragile and distorted, uglier than crying.

"Do you think you are still qualified to ask me to forgive you now?"