Chapter 22:

Tonight, nearly ten households ignited a fire on the southern side of Hanzhou City, and the fire light illuminated half of the sky in Hanzhou City. The two veterans who pretended to be patrolling on the city wall successfully responded, and all the thirty people in the party successfully withdrew from Hanzhou City as expected by Xue Ziqin.
The sky was full of fish belly white, and everyone was already standing unharmed by the river at the time of landing. Xue Ziqin was very satisfied with the results of this battle.
But Jiang is not good.
Wei Lin had been holding Jiang Ye's hand. If he hadn't watched and carried it, Jiang might have remained motionless in that house until he was arrested as a murderer.
Zhao Zhinan was also observing Jiang Ye along the way. His mistakes were too exaggerated. To be honest, it is impossible for him or Wei Lin to say there is nothing strange in his heart. But they all understand that if they choose this path, or that they must take this path, they have to accept it. Accept homicide, accept arson, accept full of blood, and even accept dead bodies in the future, and accept that your closest relatives die in front of you.
This is a rule that everyone knows.
The blood stains on Jiang Ye's face had already dried up. Wei Lin wiped him over and over again, and there were always some blood stains that could not be wiped off. When he came down to the river, Wei Lin didn't say anything, and pulled him to squat on the edge of the river bed. He caught the water and wiped the blood on his face a little.
"You can only accept it," Wei Lin whispered, "while taking a rest, you have to slow down."
Jiang didn't speak, and looked at Wei Lin indifferently. His pupils were out of focus, as if looking at Wei Lin, but Wei Lin knew that he didn't look at himself, but instead looked at a picture he couldn't see in the distance.
He wanted to grab Jiang Ye's hand. Jiang Ye was very stiff. He kept clenching his fists, clenching tightly, and even the knuckles became white with excessive force. He broke Jiang Ye's hand finger by finger, and then held it, trying to make him come over a little by touching it like this.
It seems that there is still the aftertaste of blood in the mouth, and it hasn't dissipated for a long time; it seems that I can still see the expression of the innocent family Dingheng; the woman desperately cries and screams, and her ending ... He got up and piled up a thick door in Jiang Ye's mind.
Jiang also tried to open the door, but the fear from his heart made him unable to lift his hand and made him afraid to touch it.
Wei Lin has been talking to him all the time. He doesn't listen very well. What he is talking about, only sees Wei Lin's lips Zhang Hehe.
Jiang Ye's lips were pale, shaking slightly, his expression stiff, as if he could not hear Wei Lin's voice at all.
Wei Lin said, and began to worry. He kept comforting Jiang Ye, released his holding hand, held Jiang Ye's face with both hands, and rubbed his fingertips vigorously: "You look at me, You look at me, there is me, don't be afraid ... "The more he said, the more flustered, Jiang Ye's appearance made him very anxious.
When Wei Lin was at a loss, Xue Ziqin somehow noticed this. Jiang's performance in this operation was expected by Xue Ziqin, but Zhao Zhinan and Wei Lin's reaction exceeded his expectations. I saw Xue Ziqin strode toward him and pushed Wei Lin away, squatting in front of Jiang Ye. He looked at Jiang Ye's expression-he knew it, when he had such an expression. Then he sneered and sarcastically said: "Afraid of waste like this?"
But Jiang was still like that.
Suddenly, Xue Ziqin moved fast, grabbed Jiang Ye's shirt, and pulled him closer, forcing him to stare at himself: "So what use do you say to you?" As soon as the words fell, he dragged Jiang Ye's shirt like this. Pulling into the river, and then let go of his hand, he pressed his head back and pressed it in the water.
Jiang finally responded, struggling frantically, but Xue Ziqin's strength was so great that he couldn't break free. Wei Lin looked at the scene in front of him and immediately went up to pull the hand of Xue Ziqin: "What are you doing, General! He will die! You let go!"
As soon as Xue Ziqin shook his hand, Wei Lin was thrown away again, completely ignoring him, and pressing Jiang Ye with one hand.
Jiang also felt free from hopelessness, feeling that he was drowning in the water immediately, and there seemed to be a picture of a strong man the woman before him, waving a knife to Wei Lin.
At that time, if he didn't do that ... Wei Lin's smile appeared in front of him.
Yes, if he didn't do that, Wei Lin was dead.
He couldn't imagine how he would hold Wei Lin's body and weep bitterly.
Thinking of this, Jiang also struggled violently, several times more powerful than before. Maybe his desire for survival was at work, perhaps Xue Ziqin's mercy, and finally Xue Ziqin's hand was released. Jiang also looked up sharply and took a deep breath. He turned his head and glared at Xue Ziqin, then his stomach began to turn over again, as if twisted into a ball.
He pushed away Xue Ziqin, crawled to the ground and ran to a big tree beside him, so he knelt on the ground and vomited.
I did nothing wrong, either he died or Wei Lin died.
I did nothing wrong, the war is cruel.
I did nothing wrong, and I am not qualified to sympathize with others or to distinguish good from evil.
Wei Lin's eyes were red and he shouted at Xue Ziqin: "What are you going to do! Are you going to kill your soldiers! What kind of general you are!"
After roaring this long sentence, he immediately ran to Jiang Ye. As before, he gave him a sigh of relief, and his tone was full of distress: "It's okay ... just spit it out, just have me here ..."
After Jiang also vomited, his stomach was empty, and after he had nothing to vomit, he looked up and smiled reluctantly at Wei Lin: "I'm fine ..."
"It's nothing ..."
More than a dozen soldiers who saw this scene didn't know what happened, and everyone dared not speak, especially Xue Ziqin's face was so ugly.
"Then, what is that? Over the camp?" Suddenly someone shouted. Xue Ziqin immediately looked up and looked in the direction of the camp.
At this time, the sky above the camp lit a thick smoke.
Xue Ziqin's face instantly became ugly: "What happened ..."
"What's the matter?" Asked the people around with a big mouth.
Yeah, what's wrong. There is no doubt that the thick smoke of the camp at this moment indicates an enemy attack. Xue Ziqin went through the plan again quickly in his mind, thinking about which part of the problem, he suddenly wanted to understand what, frowning, scolded: "His mother! Won't count!"
"Everyone! Return to the water immediately, immediately! Immediately!"
As soon as Xue Ziqin's order came out, the soldiers who were still resting immediately went into the water one by one. They would quickly find the logs when they came and followed the water.
But this return trip was much more difficult than when it came. The entire team was stretched very long. Under the resistance of the water flow, soldiers who would not rely on logs in the water could hardly move in the river.
This time Jiang Ye completely relied on Wei Lin to take a swim in the water, and Jia Da Jia Er, although they didn't know what happened to Jiang Ye, they didn't dare to ask more, they could only take Jiang Ye in rotation Swim past.
Xue Ziqin was right, Jiang also thought to himself, he is really a waste, he will not do anything, and will always trouble others and be taken care of by others.
The return journey took a full hour and a half.
Xue Ziqin couldn't care about giving orders to the people behind him. He headed ashore, and his armor was replaced when he quickly digs out, and he ran all the way to the camp. The soldiers behind just kept their heads behind.
By the time Xue Ziqin rushed to the camp, the camp was already full of fire, and the soldiers of the Sui Kingdom had already been fighting with his own soldiers. He pulled out a blood-stained long knife from the body at his feet and killed him all the way.
"General !!!"
Xue Ziqin followed the surrounding soldiers all the way to the center of the battle. Guo Linchong and his cavalry were fighting immediately against the opponents. When Guo Linchong saw Xue Ziqin, he shouted loudly. It was in this gap that an arrow descended from the sky and penetrated the sergeant on the warhorse beside him.
The sergeant fell immediately, and Xue Ziqin blinked without a blink of an eye.
"what happened?!"
"General!" Guo Linchong said while fighting. "It wasn't long before you went out. These gangsters of Suiguo were killed. The patrols were defeated one by one, and we were killed by people unpreparedly !!"
Xue Ziqin one knife, the knife is terrible, shouted loudly: "His mother's work is fine!"
The battle situation was obviously unfavorable. At first, he was killed without any precautions. The opponent was still attacking and the rocket was burning. The main will not be there, and the morale is still sluggish.
Xue Ziqin immediately waved his knife downwards and slashed it into the enemy's chest. He pumped fiercely and blood splashed on his face. He saw the handsome flag of Suiguo in the distance, and when he fixed his eyes, he saw the forbidden person. He was sitting on the stand immediately. He was calm, smiling, as if enjoying the advantages at the moment.
"You go now and call Min Qiu and the garrison!"
"But the general ..." "Don't talk it to Lao Tzu, let you go!" Xue Ziqin knocked back on Guo Linchong's horse with the back of the knife, and the horse raised his front hooves with pain. Guo Lin took up the reins and turned the horse's head, just as Xue Ziqin said, he quickly drove the horse to the garrison station that had been arranged before.
Xue Ziqin is still killing the enemy. He looked up and looked around, but he didn't see him.
He, Xue Ziqin, was attacked as such, which is absolutely a shame! Had he not been too cautious, fearing that the enemy would find that arranging the garrison twenty miles away, how could it be so painful?
Seeing the sky full of fire, Xue Ziqin rode a horse, killed everywhere, searched everywhere, and finally saw the army flag that fell on the ground. The flag soldier's hand was still tightly grasping the flagpole and fell to the ground, with a big bowl of blood in the chest I do not know what weapon was hurt.
"You are good." As soon as he pulled the reins and picked up the long knife, he picked up the flag and held it in his hand. Then he vigorously pulled the flag directly and tied it to his shoulder armor, then lifted it. He shouted with a long knife: "Xue Ziqin is here, cubs, don't counsel! Just do it!"
The soldiers who were still fighting the battlefield heard the roar, and when they looked up, they saw the flag of General Xue fluttering violently, and the word "Xue" rolled in the air, as if bringing some courage into their hearts. Inside the body.
"Kill !!!"
Xue Ziqin took the lead and brought a lot of morale back. Fighting is not just about morale. He couldn't turn things around in a single sentence, he could only lead by example and rush into the enemy formation without fear of life and death.
When Wei Lin and Jiang arrived, they saw that the whole scene was in a mess. Wei Lin and they didn't even have time to change their armor. They picked up the blades from the corpses under their feet and rushed in.
Wei Lin didn't look like a recruit. His knife's tip crossed the enemies of one enemy after another. The knife was deadly without any hesitation. He can even poke the enemy's body from the armpit or crotch of the friendly army at an extremely tricky angle when the friendly army is cut. In contrast, Jia Dajia and Erji had no rules, for a while they shrank away from the enemy's sword, and abruptly chopped people in awe.
Jiang was also following Wei Lin, holding a spear that was pulled from the body of an enemy or an ally, and his hand was trembling.
On the battlefield, the smell mixed with the burning smell of something unknown, overwhelming.
Ears are roaring, howling, roaring intertwined.
He saw one face after another, or a face-bearing person fell in the pool of blood, or died, or dying.
Wei Lin's figure was right in front of him. His body was covered with the blood of the enemy, and he still stabbed at the enemy. His movements were neat, avoiding the enemy's repeated attacks, and he had to cut back with his backhand.
It will die.
This will really die.
Jiang also thought that this day would be far away, at least they still have a few days to rest, and then they are ready to usher in this war. But no, he had just escaped from the ruined mansion at the moment, and at this moment he was in a larger place of death.
If death has a taste, it is probably this taste.
He saw that Jia Da and Jia Er were not as silly as usual, but fought battles with Wei Lin.
Are they stupid? Even if Jiang didn't understand the art of war or marching, he knew that they were clearly losing ground. Why not be afraid, why not run away, why fight?
No one noticed that Jiang was still in the same place, motionless.
His ears seemed like a cry of tens of thousands of people, and his ears were deafening; his feet seemed to be rooted and could not be moved in one step;
The door in my head became clear, it was a door piled up by countless wailing corpses.
It seemed that Jiang was able to push it away, but it was almost that way.
Wei Lin killed several people with his own strength. He turned around and saw that Jiang Ye's eyes had reached the limit, and he was just standing there. In front of Jiang Ye, someone raised the knife, and the shining tip of the knife stabbed Wei Lin's eyes.
"Jian Ye-!!!"