Volunteer to be a male supporting role [Quick Transmigration]

On another sunny day, Da Chu handed over a letter of war, claiming to declare war with Beimu.

The moment he received the gauntlet, Beimu's sweat almost burst into tears on the spot.That's great, I don't have to suffer from this uselessness at last!

He cleared his throat, and said to the two soldiers in front of him: "Go and bring that son of Laoshi with you, and prepare to go out!"

"Wait a minute!"

Da Khan turned his head in surprise, looked at the ordinary man who was huddled in a corner without any sense of presence, and said, "Sir, what do you want to ask?"

The man shook his head, this is not what he was going to talk about.

"I will go with them to see Shizi for the last time."

As soon as these words came out, Da Khan was silent for a while.This hostage is extremely important and cannot be lost, but the person who requested this is a representative sent by their allies... Considering that he is also from Dachu, maybe there is some grievance between them that needs to be resolved.Da Khan no longer hesitated, and nodded in response to the matter.

A group of people walked towards the rear camp where the prisoners were guarding.The prisoners here are all Dachu people, some are ordinary people, and they were arrested to do hard labor.There are also some ordinary soldiers who were captured. They were held here every day and endured various tortures.If you want to go out from here, you must either change your name and become a traitor to Dachu, and go out with fresh clothes and clothes, or you will lie on the ground and be dragged out in disgust.

When Zhao Linhan came, many people looked at him openly and secretly.But he obviously doesn't get the same treatment as the people here. Not only is there a single-person camp, but also doctors come to check him up from time to time.After the final inspection, the conclusion given was that I didn't sleep well.

The reason was that it was too noisy around and I couldn't sleep.

North Shepherd:······

They didn't want to talk to him, but if they didn't, the man would immediately turn pale, cough non-stop, and look like he was dying.

Well, a matter of order, they endure.So he waved his hand, the day after day of torture stopped, and the delicate and pampered Prince Nan'an could finally sleep well.

When the man came with the soldiers, the prince was huddled on the bed and reading the scriptures, and there was mixed honey water beside him, so relaxing.

If it weren't for his thin body and pale face, almost pale, you wouldn't be able to tell that he was a hostage, and you would think he was here to enjoy life.

Man: "...Who mixed the honey water for him?"

Did something go wrong? !

The person in charge stood up and said helplessly: "He said that ordinary water is difficult to get into the mouth, and the subordinates have no choice but to—"

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, "What do you believe in what he says?"

If she was really so delicate, she would have died on the way to the border, and would she still be alive today?

The person in charge stopped talking and retreated silently.The battle is approaching, time is running out, and the man has no intention of pursuing it, so he directly said to Zhao Linhan: "My son, don't come here without any problems."

Only then did Zhao Linhan raise his head and glance at him. Looking at his figure, he was no longer the person he met in the big tent before.And this person didn't hide it, he was obviously a young man, and he lost interest immediately.

"Who are you?"

The man's face twisted imperceptibly for a moment: "Your Majesty is really a noble man who forgets things."

After speaking, he didn't care about it himself.In fact, he also knew in his heart that it was really difficult for these big shots to remember him.

"I'm here to tell you something."

Zhao Linhan propped his head up, and waved lazily as he did to his own servants: "Say it."

Man: "··················································································································································​​ It's useless for him to save you!"

Zhao Linhan: "Oh?"

The man looked at him with a half-smile, and said meaningfully: "Do you know what's in your body? These days, do you feel back pain, internal organs aches, poor sleep, and poor appetite?"

Zhao Linhan kept nodding along with what he said; "It seems to have a little feeling."

The man smiled maliciously: "Do you know what's going on?"

Zhao Linhan covered his stomach, touched it for a while, and said hesitantly, "I have it?"

Man: "..." There is a ghost, sober up, you are a man!

The Beimu soldiers behind burst out laughing, making the man's face darken continuously.He also realized that this ignorant prince was simply teasing him.

He said angrily: "Okay, okay, okay. My son is capable, I hope you don't regret it when you die from poison in the end. I thought I would give you a chance in the face of a colleague. Since you are so fearless of death, I don't think so." There's no need to waste effort."

"This is road wine, drink it and go on the road."

Zhao Linhan refused: "My body, give me a drink? Do you have a brain? Besides, who knows if there is poison in it."

"You might as well drink it yourself."

"you--!"

"Unreasonable!"

Drinking alcohol is for less pain when dying, what do you care about your body when your life is almost gone?Zhao Linhan is simply making trouble for no reason, and he doesn't know good people!In vain, the man who was ridiculed by the cynic squeezed his hands tightly, and swallowed his anger and said: "Then hurry up and get on the road."

Before they could come to pull, Zhao Linhan stood up by himself.Before leaving, he looked at the man and said abruptly, "My colleague is Xu Yunke, right?"

The man was caught off guard and froze for a moment.This is enough for Zhao Linhan to confirm the answer.He looked at the man mockingly, and said quietly: "Do you dare to accompany me to the people of Dachu? Do you dare to make them aware of your existence? Do you dare to show your true colors in front of them?"

Before the man could answer, his gaze fell on him again, and he said condescendingly, "You dare not."

After speaking, he flung his sleeves and walked away.

The desolate wasteland has been fought since ancient times.On the battlefield, the two armies confront each other, each on guard.

Da Chu's momentum was high, General Zheng Ranfei's face was extremely cold, and all the people he noticed trembled and shrank their necks.

It is rare for Da Khan to go to the battlefield, but after a few years, they can be regarded as "old friends" and they are very close.His face was completely different from Zheng Ranfei's relaxedness. After several years of fighting, this was the first time he felt that victory was so close to him.The beauty of the sky has made Dachu suffer from drought for years, and there are hostages in hand, and the inside and outside are cooperating, so there is no need to worry about not being able to win.

As long as this barrier is breached, the large area of ​​land behind the barrier will no longer be blocked, and will be under his cavalry.

He stretched out his cloak, and proudly said to the people behind him: "Come on, bring me here."

There was a small gap in the army, and Zhao Linhan was bound and walked up slowly from behind.

After not seeing him for a few days, he seemed to be getting sicker and weaker again. The people who called Da Chu frowned and subconsciously looked at the general.

Zheng Ranfei's face was too dark to see.

Zhao Linhan was brought to the front of the formation, facing Da Chu's sharpness, and was unstoppable.

The long knife is facing him, and the bow and arrow are on the string.Da Khan laughed loudly and called someone to shout out.

"Zheng Ranfei, your sweetheart is here, so you can catch him before you give up. Otherwise, if the head falls to the ground, it will be too late if you regret it later."

While speaking, the long knife really hit Zhao Linhan's neck, leaving a bloodstain.Those with good eyes were all breathless, and they all looked at Zheng Ranfei.

Although I'm sorry to say so, I finally accepted other generals, but they really can't be soft-hearted.It is impossible to sacrifice the lives of tens of thousands of them for one person.

does it worth?

This time it was a large army, and the entire border came out empty-nest. People who should have come and who shouldn't have come, bustling and bustling.

When there are too many people, it will no longer be Zheng Ranfei's monologue.Some soldiers looked at him hesitantly, after hesitating for a long time, they still gritted their teeth and said, "General, you can't be soft-hearted!"

"If you feel guilty, you will eventually pay this life to the crown prince."

After speaking, he drew his sword out of its sheath, wanting to introduce himself.Zheng Ranfei's face was ugly, and in the end he was stopped when he made an irreversible mistake.

"You are forcing me."

"The end will not dare."

"..."

Zheng Ranfei sneered, saying that he didn't dare, but this is not forcing him, what is he doing?

He glanced at the general, ignored him, but looked straight at Zhao Linhan, saw the bloodstain, and his breath stopped.

What is he betting on?

Among the thousands of troops, Zhao Linhan did not change his face, and even took the initiative to mouth Zheng Ranfei: shoot an arrow.

It was too far away, and he wasn't sure if Zheng Ranfei could see it, but as long as someone saw it clearly, he would always report it to him.

The mouth of the person who spoke was trembling slightly: "General, son let, let..."

It was as if he had never spoken, and it was extremely difficult to speak.But no matter how difficult it is, there is a time when it is over.

"Fire arrows."

The whole Great Chu fell silent, and those who had just clamored not to be soft-hearted all shut their mouths tightly, and a loud slap was slapped on their faces.

They all thought that the pampered and domineering son would be greedy for life and afraid of death, but the facts proved that they were wrong.

Although the eldest son grew up spoiled by thousands of pampers, he was not at all confused in the face of the country's righteousness.

Even more sober than them.

I don't know why, but when Xu Guanren went to die, although they were heartbroken, they felt more admiration in their hearts.Now it's the prince, and this person who has never taken it seriously before, and even looked down on him, even the most hard-hearted person can't help feeling compassionate.

How to be ruthless!

Apart from his weak body and a little bit of coquettishness, Shizi has nothing wrong with him.Even compared to the royal relatives and relatives, I am afraid that his temper is already too good.

People are good-looking, at least these rough people have never seen such a delicate person.

After careful consideration, they realized that their previous dislike was groundless, and they had never really put their heart into understanding this person.But when they really understood the goodness of this person, it was when the other person's life was hanging by a thread.

It's too late to regret!

No one spoke, everyone was staring at Zheng Ranfei's slowly raised right hand, feeling terrified, but unable to look away.

Do you really want to...? !

Finally, Zheng Ranfei uttered those two words: "Let the arrow go."

In an instant, everyone's brains went blank.Thousands of arrows were fired, and they shot straight at Beimu's position.The arrow flew towards him, and the North Shepherd hurriedly stabilized his shield and prepared for defense.

Among the crowd, Da Khan was out of breath.Damn Zheng Ranfei, he really made up his mind!

He looked at Zhao Linhan again, and he never thought that this squeamish son who can make people toss for a long time without a good night's sleep is really so courageous.

There was no crying or jumping.Facing Zheng Ranfei's decision, he didn't even say a word of injustice, but quietly shed a tear.

Heartbreaking.

With all eyes on, Zhao Linhan slowly closed his eyes, tears slipped from his chin and fell into the soil under his feet.

The wind brought by the long arrow seemed to be on the side of his neck, and the person with the knife on his neck was already dumbfounded, watching the dense arrow bundles coming one by one, heading towards his head, shoulders, chest, and internal organs. ...

If you want to block, you can't stop; if you want to avoid, you can't avoid it.

Both he and the person beside him will be reduced to flesh.

But why, isn't he afraid?

This is probably something that he will never figure out in his short life.