He has not lived enough

Knowing that the young man in front of him is the Great Jin Emperor, he just stared at him, fanatical and unwilling, and used his strength;

Knowing that the young man in front of him is the Emperor of Jin, he stared at him with fanaticism and reluctance, and said darkly in Da Jin dialect: "Your Da Jin's weapons are indeed powerful, and it is not an exaggeration to call them divine weapons. They were defeated by you!" I am not wronged. And..."

He said proudly: "Your general was shot by me with a poisoned arrow. Even if he didn't die of thirst in the desert, he would have died of poisoning. I know he is a warrior among your Jin people. Let him be buried with me. No loss of sweat!"

After finishing speaking, Jie Jie laughed wildly, Zhao Yu looked at him expressionlessly, and said slowly for a long time: "I will not let you die, the royal court is broken, your clansmen and wives and concubines are begging to give their children a way out, I will let you die." I agree. Tomorrow they will come here to accept the surrender, and I want you to watch with your own eyes the men and women of the royal family of Xirong who have been slaves for generations to serve the people of Jin."

The sneering laughter stopped, and he slammed his fists at the prison where he was held in fury, and shouted sharply: "The warriors of Xirong would rather die for glory, and we Xirong people will never be slaves!"

Zhao Yu sneered and reminded him: "Your warriors are dead, and the rest are slaves."

After saying that, he left him and left without looking back.

At the surrender ceremony the next day, Duo Danshan looked angrily at his wife, children, and relatives prostrating and kneeling down to worship the emperor of Jin.

The people of Xirong were really scared. They watched the flames falling from the sky in all directions, devouring everything like a god's punishment. The fear of death that came from nowhere was more tormenting than facing the blade.

No matter how unwilling he was to roar, he finally realized the reality. Once the wild wolf loses its ambition and courage, it can only become a domestic dog to please its master.

That night, Tongan Shan committed suicide and died.

Zhao Yu only hummed lightly when he heard that, and after the guards went out, he said to Bai Qingyu in a low voice: "I used to feel uncomfortable watching others kill a chicken, but now I want to kill all the royal family of Xirong."

"If something happens to my cousin, I really want them to be buried with him." Zhao Yu stared straight into the night without saying anything further.

Bai Qingyu said: "If Your Majesty wants to, then it doesn't matter if you kill them."

Zhao Yu shook his head, he could but he would not choose to kill.

It wasn't because he was kind to Xirong, but because the other tribes of Xirong who left the royal family to watch would surrender more smoothly, and the soldiers of the Jin Dynasty would suffer fewer casualties.

Shen He is very important to him, and every Jin soldier is cherished by his parents, wives and children.

Xi Rong has been defeated, so the less unnecessary casualties, the better.

Bai Qingyu stepped forward to hold his cold hand, and was about to say something, when suddenly Su Shun came to report that a brown horse was carrying them back to the barracks.

It was Ji Hongyue and Shen He.

Zhao Yu heard the news and ran out without shoes on. Ji Hongyue didn't change her face or wear a mask, and she curled her lower lip tiredly at him with a windy face: "I found it for you, Your Majesty."

Before Zhao Yu had time to rejoice, she saw Ji Hongyue shaking her body a few times, barely supporting the horse before standing down.

"Ji Hongyue!" Worryingly called his name, Zhao Yu stepped forward to support Ji Hongyue carefully.

Ji Hongyue shook her head, indicating that she was fine, while carefully helping Shen He, who was covered in blood, off the horse.

Bai Qingyu, who came along with him, stepped forward to help, but he refused. It was at this moment that Zhao Yu saw Shen He's injury clearly, and his heart sank suddenly.

Aside from other large and small wounds, Shen He had a cluster of broken arrows sticking straight into his chest. Although the surrounding area had been fixed and treated, even a layman like Zhao Yu knew how dangerous the wound was here, and any abnormal movement would cause more serious injuries. This is why Ji Hongyue refused Bai Qingyu's help.

After Ji Hongyue put him on the bed in the tent, Zhao Yu suppressed his palpitations and asked as calmly as possible: "How sure is my cousin's injury?"

Ji Hongyue pressed the center of her eyebrows, and said: "Only [-]%, I stabilized his heart with my true energy, now I have to take the arrow first and then make the next move... This injury is the second, but the arrow is poisoned .”

"It would be fine if it was earlier, but it was too late for me to find him. The poison spread from his chest to his whole body. Even if the injury healed, his martial arts would be ruined."

"how come……"

Zhao Yu lost his voice and said, this is more uncomfortable for Shen He than killing him.

There was a hint of cruelty in Ji Hongyue's eyes: "This poison was written by Wulu. I was looking for him in the Jianghu before, but I didn't expect him to escape to Xirong."

Ji Hongyue wanted to kill him during King Ning's case, but at that time King Ning's people came to find him, which would expose his identity and leave clues for closing the case. Ji Hongyue didn't kill him, but who would have let him escape later? .

This time when she was looking for Shen He, she accidentally bumped into Wulu who was running away. Ji Hongyue didn't let him escape and ended him, but it didn't help.

Clenching her hands tightly, Zhao Yu knew that there was no time to delay, and said, "Get the arrow first."

After dismissing the others, Zhao Yu left the best imperial doctors brought from Beijing to Ji Hongyue to help, and waited for several hours by the big tent.

The day will be bright and Hongyue will come out exhausted. Zhao Yu Daojian has treated the wound, and the toxin has been cleaned up as much as possible, but the specifics will not be known until Shen He wakes up.

After Ji Hongyue finished explaining, she reluctantly curled her lips to Zhao Yu and said, "I'll sleep first, I'm a little tired these days."

Zhao Yu hurriedly asked him to rest on the bed, and Ji Hongyue almost fell asleep after touching the pillow.

He has always been vigilant, but after running around in the desert for a few days, he also encountered remnants of Xi Rong and wolves who were resisting, and he had to send true energy to Shen He. If Zhao Yu hadn't used the one given to him in the end, it would have been really dangerous. up.

After coming back, he spent the whole night dealing with the injury, and now he was finally exhausted, and Zhao Yu was someone he trusted, so Ji Hongyue could sleep with peace of mind.

Covering him lightly, Zhao Yu ordered someone to guard the tent door, and then went to Shen He's place.

Shen He was still in a coma, except for the chest, the rest of the wounds were big and small. Zhao Yu wanted to touch him but was afraid of accidentally hurting him, so he could only lightly touch the back of Shen He's hand on the edge of the collapse.

Zhao Yu's heart was filled with bitterness when he thought of Shen He's healthy and cheerful spirit when he first met, but now lying unconscious on the couch like this.

Taking off his outer robe and putting it on his shoulders, Bai Qingyu suppressed his sigh and silently accompanied Zhao Yu.

Although he and Shen He didn't deal with each other at first, the objects they wanted to protect were Da Jin and His Majesty, and their relationship had already changed from rivals to confidants.

Finally, after waiting anxiously for two days, Shen He finally woke up.

Zhao Yu was busy before he collapsed, and the moment Shen He saw him, he twitched his mouth weakly: "That's great, I thought I wouldn't see you again, Ayu."

His voice was very dry, but Zhao Yu felt it was like the sound of nature, and said with a light smile: "I'm still waiting for my cousin to make snow lions for me again, you can't take your word for it."

Tears could not stop staying.

Shen He looked at him dotingly, and wanted to raise his hand to help Zhao Yu wipe away tears, but found that he could only move his hand slightly with all his strength.

After a pause, Shen He didn't ask Ji Hongyue who was on the side, but only smiled and said to Zhao Yu: "Don't worry, cousin Xuexue will make you a better one this year."

He looked tired, Zhao Yu knew that he had just woken up and was weak, so he quit after saying a few words to let him rest.

After confirming that Zhao Yu had left, Shen He asked Ji Hongyue calmly: "I can't stand up anymore, can I?"

After being hit by the arrow, Shen He felt his body becoming more and more stiff, and now he couldn't feel any internal force, and his limbs were hard to control.

Ji Hongyue didn't hide anything, and said: "Not only that, but your sanity will become more and more chaotic. It can be as fast as a few months, or as slow as a few years, and you will be no different from the living dead in a few years, unless..."

He hesitated for a rare moment, then shook his head: "No unless, you are too poisoned, I can't save you, I'm sorry."

"Brother Ji, you don't need to apologize, you saved many soldiers in the army, I should thank you..."

Shen He smiled relievedly, "I am satisfied to see Ayu again when I come back. Xirong is gone, and Ayu is protected by you and Bai Xiang, so I have nothing to worry about."

Ji Hongyue was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice: "I will try my best to heal you."

Shen He said "um", but didn't care about it.He knew in his heart how badly he was hurt, and to live was just to live.

If it is said that the only one who is sorry is his parents, he has no intention of marrying a wife, and it is even impossible for him to serve their elders himself in the future.

But Shen He never regretted it, the son of the Shen family was born with the mission of destroying Xirong, even if he died immediately, he would be worthy of his ancestors and relatives.

"Don't let Ayu know, and don't tell my parents." Shen He gently begged Ji Hongyue, "I can't hide it from now on... let's talk about it."

Just talking seemed to make him very tired, Shen He's voice became lower and lower, he closed his eyes slightly and fell into a deep sleep again.

Ji Hongyue looked at the drowsy Shen He with a complicated expression, and said "sorry" in a low voice before retreating.

Even though it was summer, the northwest was still bitterly cold. After Shen He's injury stabilized, Zhao Yu set off to return to Beijing. Although the war was over, he was busier than ever.

This battle lasted for three months. Xi Rong, the prairie overlord who once swept east and west, was defeated by the Jin Dynasty. Except for a small number of Xi Rong remnants who were loyal to the Shan Shan, all the other Xi Rong subjects surrendered, which has plagued the Great Jin for a century. Finally cleaned up.

Not only that, the news that Da Jin possessed firearms spread quickly, and the people of Jin were naturally ecstatic. Having this weapon can deter those young people. The academy that was opened must have a lot to do with this firearm, and the number of people who signed up to study increased several times in a short time.

But Zhao Yu was more cautious at this time. He knew that the matter of firearms could not be concealed, and there was a high possibility that there were spies from other countries among the people who came to sign up.

Bai Qingyu naturally understood the pros and cons of it. Apart from being busy dealing with the surrender of Xi Rong, he also personally supervised various matters of the college, and he often didn't return home until late at night.

Not only that, but other neighboring countries also sent people to Dajin to inquire one after another. After all, if the firearms were really that powerful, and Dajin had the heart to dominate, then Xirong would be their next.

Fortunately, after a period of time, when they found that the Great Jin was doing as usual, and had no intention of continuing to fight, they gradually relaxed, and some even felt grateful that such an ultimate weapon was held by the Jin people.

After all, as we all know, Dajin pays attention to morality and etiquette, and has always been a man who does not offend me, and I will not offend others. If it is owned by a brutal and immoral tribe like Xirong, the world will really be in chaos.

The author says:

I was caught by my mother who was preparing to fry the New Year's goods to help, and I was so busy...Although these things are just bought, she still feels that I can only make the New Year's Eve by myself...Do you have any unique local customs for the New Year?