Rebirth of a Star General

The girl's tears fell like fragile dewdrops, which seemed to be scorching hot for a moment.

Thinking about it carefully, it was the first time Xiao Jue saw He Yan shed tears.

He was stunned for a while, thinking in his heart, after all, it is a girl's family, no matter how powerful he is on weekdays, the first time he goes to the battlefield, the appearance of blood and flesh is a bit scary after all. However... the last time she fought against Zida Muzi, her reaction didn't seem to be as intense as before.

After thinking about it for a while, Xiao Jue finally frowned, slowed down and comforted: "It's all right, don't cry."

He turned his head and looked around, and the Uto soldiers were left with only the remnants of the defeated soldiers who were dying, and the people from Cui Yuezhi had arrived, and the rest were nothing to be afraid of.

"Commander!" Fei Nu rushed over, looked at He Yan, and was stunned for a moment.

"How long are you going to stand here and cry?" Xiao Jue had a headache.

He Yan quickly wiped away tears, and knew that he had lost his temper just now. Even though the overall situation has been decided at this moment, this is not the time to grieve the spring and mourn the autumn. Then he turned around and said: "Ah, just now the sand was fascinated, now it's all right, let's wrap it up!"

There was still a cry that she couldn't take back in her voice, and this reason was really rotten and made people feel perfunctory. Xiao Jue was too lazy to expose her. When she turned around and picked up the knife and walked back, her eyes stopped, and suddenly, she grabbed He Yan's arm.

"What's wrong?" He Yan turned around inexplicably.

Xiao Jue didn't speak, just looked behind her. Following his gaze, He Yan looked over, and saw a few drops of blood slowly dripping from his waist, and submerged in the river, leaving only a trace of blood.

She was stunned, reached out and touched the back of her waist, the pain that had been dull for a long time seemed to come back at this time. It was probably just that he rushed into the Uto soldiers in a panic, but only attacked but not defended. Later, she was in a hurry to find Xiao Jue's whereabouts, but she didn't realize when she was out of luck.

The armor is heavy, and it is worn on the body, and it is impossible to see the injury. If it weren't for the blood dripping down, it would be hard to notice. He Yan felt the pain, but it was not unbearable. In the past, it was not that he had never suffered more painful injuries than this, so he didn't feel anything, instead he adjusted the armor and said nonchalantly, "It may be cut, I will go back later. Just wrap it up."

"Go back to Lin Shuanghe now." Xiao Jue said, "I don't need you here."

The Utuo people are over, Maka is dead, thousands of large ships on the river are burning with flames, and the remaining soldiers, Cui Yuezhi and the remaining Jiyang City army are enough to deal with. However, He Yan did not let his subordinates act, and had the habit of resting himself, so he said, "No need. It's just some minor injuries."

Xiao Jue's face was slightly cold, and he frowned at her.

"It's really not necessary." He Yan wanted to free his hand, but Xiao Jue was so strong that he didn't break free for a while.

The young man in dark armor looked down at her. He was tall and straight. His cool eyes seemed to contain a knife, but his tone was also light, "Don't you know pain?

He Yan was sensitively aware that he seemed to be a little angry.

She subconsciously replied: "...it doesn't hurt."

There was a trace of sarcasm in the young man's eyes, and he looked at her calmly and said, "Do you not feel pain, or do you dare not feel pain? Do you think it is unnecessary, or do you not need it?"

After saying this, he let go of his hand, turned around and left without looking back at He Yan.

"What kind of temper is this." He Yan stood there for a while, and muttered in a low voice, "No one has taught me, and no one has coaxed me."

She followed.

...

The war ended much earlier than expected.

It took two days from the time when the Uto people's warships entered the canal, to the attack by the wind and the fire, to the removal of the remaining soldiers. Not even three days.

Of course, there are the bravery of the Jiyang City Army and the cleverness of Xiao Jue's command of the formation. The most important thing is the east wind. If the wind blows later and shorter, it will not be the result.

The fire from the east wind kept blowing, and thousands of Uto soldiers were buried together in the canal outside Jiyang City. Countless Jiyang city residents knelt down and prayed in the direction of the canal, with tears streaming down their face: "Thank you for the protection of the Goddess of Water, thank you General Fengyun for using his troops like a god, thank God for Jiyang, and God for Wei."

The morning glow dyed the entire river surface, dyeing the blood-soaked river water into golden red. I don't know if it was the blood of the dead martyrs or the glow of the rays of the sun. The magnificence was shocking.

The remaining Jiyang City troops on the shore took off their armor, sat on the ground, stared blankly at the direction of the sunrise, their blood-stained faces were relieved.

Jiyang City, hold on.

In Cui's house, He Yan sat on the couch and watched Lin Shuanghe boil medicine for her.

"Brother Lin, just leave it to Cuijiao." He Yan said, "Don't bother you."

Lin Shuanghe sat by the stove, fanning his fan and said, "What do you know, little girl, this medicine of mine can't be fried by ordinary people, and it doesn't work. I have to do it myself. I said that you too, sister He, you have such a big one hanging on your body. Don't you know about the mouth? No wonder Huai Jin is so angry, if you die here, people will blame themselves. "

"It doesn't have a big hole," He Yan felt that the man's words were too alarmist. "It's just a long slap, and it didn't hurt the vital point."

In real combat, these are all minor injuries. The worst time she ever had was when she was hit by an arrow in the shoulder, and she had to continue fighting. The doctors around her couldn't take care of it, so she had to pull out the shank of the arrow with her bare hands and fight the whole battle with the arrow that was submerged in her skin. Later, when the military doctor came to see her, the sleeve of He Yan's entire arm was stained red with blood, and the wound and the fabric were stuck together and could not be pulled apart.

As long as they can walk, hit, and don't hurt their lives, they are all minor injuries.

"Sister, when will you remember? You are a girl. When I treated other young ladies in Shuojing City, sometimes people would seek death for a birthmark the size of a fingernail on their body. Send this wound to the past. , it can be seen.”

He lifted the lid of the medicine jar and looked at it. The concoction boiled in the jar and bubbled up. Lin Shuanghe put down the lid again, took the handkerchief by the handle of the jar, and placed it on the table on the side.

"Let's not say whether your life has anything to do with it, and whether you can bear the pain very much. But don't you love beauty?" He took a clean medicine bowl from one side and poured the concoction in the jar into it. " Aren't you afraid that your husband will dislike you in the future? Don't blame me for saying it badly, but girls, it's normal to pay attention to this."

He Yan leaned against the collapse, looked at his movements, and said with a smile, "I don't plan to get married."

"Why?" Lin Shuanghe paused and looked at her: "You are young, born well, and your temperament is straightforward and lovely. Since you don't have any intractable diseases, why don't you plan to get married?"

"It's boring to get married," He Yan sighed. "It's just in the same house. It's all those places to walk around. It's better to live in a military camp."

"Your idea is rather peculiar." Lin Shuanghe put the poured concoction aside to dry, "When you meet someone you like in the future, you won't think so."

"Even if I meet someone I like, I won't get married." He Yan said.

Lin Shuanghe narrowed his eyes: "Sister He, don't you already have a crush?"

"No."

Although she answered straightforwardly, Lin Shuanghe had doubts in his heart, and He Yan was very polite and said such depressing words. Judging from his many years of experience in the crowd of women, if a woman can say "don't want to get married" at a young age, most of them may have suffered a love injury.

He Yan has been in the Liangzhou guardhouse, dancing with a knife and sticks all day long. Where did the emotional injury come from?

He was stunned, could it be that he really fell in love with Chu Zilan? And because of Chu Zilan's identity and Xu Pingting's relationship, she knew she couldn't get married with Chu Zilan.

But in this case, what should Xiao Jue do?

Lin Shuanghe felt that the situation was very serious for a while.

Seeing him in a daze, He Yan asked again, "Brother Lin, have you seen my master?"

From the beginning of the war, to the end of the war, when everyone started to clean up the mess, He Yan was unable to see Liu Buwang. Lin Shuanghe said, "Master Liu left with Cui Zhongqi that morning. Cui Zhongqi was busy taking care of the wounded soldiers, and he hasn't returned yet. Master Liu should be with him."

He Yan nodded, but felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Lin Shuanghe walked up to He Yan again, took out a round box from his sleeve and put it on He Yan's pillow: "This is our family's secret scar removal cream, used on the body, I dare not say that it will fully recover, it will recover seven or seven. Eighty-eight is fine."

He Yan's body had already been bandaged by the medical girl here in Jiyang City. Hearing the words at this moment, he picked it up and saw that the words "Remove scars and build muscle" were written on the round box. look familiar. Thinking about it carefully, I went to Liangzhou City with Xiao Jue before, and was injured in a fight with Ding Yi at night. Later, when she returned to Liangzhou Weishi, when Shen Muxue delivered her medicine, there was also such a box in the medicine tray. After He Yan used it at that time, it really had an excellent scar removal effect, and the scars are now very light. At that time, she was very grateful to Shen Muxue for her carefulness, and she was full of praise for the magic of the ointment, but unfortunately, the box was very small, and there were not many medicines, so it was gone after use.

"This is your family's secret system?" He Yan asked.

Lin Shuanghe was a little ecstatic, "Accurately speaking, it was made by me in secret."

"Is this expensive?"

"Sister He, how can you use money to measure the value of medicine? I don't sell this medicine. If I do sell it, Shuojing will rely on this, and I will be able to live without food and clothing for a few lifetimes. Money is like a floating cloud to me. I specially prepared the medicine for Huai Jin. He is often injured on weekdays, and when Xiao Rubi sees it, he will feel distressed again. With some medicine for removing scars, Xiao Rubi can’t see it, and he feels better.”

To reassure your elder brother? He Yan thought to himself, Xiao Jue was quite cautious. But she clearly remembered that Shen Muxue gave it to herself, and He Yan asked Lin Shuanghe, "Have you ever prescribed this medicine for other people? Like other girls?"

"What do you mean?" Lin Shuanghe wondered: "If this medicine is really spread out, don't tell me, my father and my grandfather will be annoying to death, so I won't tell others. I just do it for Huai Jin, do it. Not too many, only a few boxes. I’m just giving you one box because my sister and you are on good terms. Don’t tell others, this medicine is hard to make, and I want to live a few more years.”

He Yan: "...Okay."

"Then you drink the medicine slowly, and then rest after drinking the medicine." Lin Shuanghe shook his fan with satisfaction, "I'll go out first and ask if there is anything else in the house that I can help."

Lin Shuanghe left, and He Yan looked at the medicine box in his hand. The medicine box was exquisite, and she held it in her palm.

Xiao Jue gave it to her?

...

The wounded soldiers were settled, and the dead soldiers were written into the book one by one. There were not many Jiyang city troops, and once the battle was over, there was not much left.

Cui Yuezhi took the soldiers behind him to clean up the battlefield. He also suffered a lot of injuries, his face was covered in blood, his head was cut open, and he was hastily wrapped with white cloth.

Seeing Xiao Jue coming from a distance, Cui Yuezhi hurried up to meet him and said, "Captain Xiao."

Xiao Jue was much younger than him, but he no longer dared to underestimate the young man in front of him. If Xiao Jue wasn't there this time, the 150,000 Utopia soldiers would not be able to hold Jiyang City no matter what. To be able to narrowly win, of course there is an element of luck, but more, it is this lucky general. In He Yan's words, this is a famous general. Those who shouldn't lose don't lose, and those who can't win may win. No matter how bad the game is in his hands, he can turn defeat into victory.

Of course, that girl He is also very powerful. However, I heard that he was injured and was sent back to the mansion to rest first.

"The battlefield has been cleaned up." Cui Yuezhi said: "When the casualties of the Utto soldiers are counted, you can return to the palace to report the situation to His Highness. His Highness will write a memorial before and after the battle and report it to the court. The governor is right. The people of Jiyang City will not dare to forget the life-saving grace of Jiyang City."

Xiao Jue walked forward, "No need to thank them, thank them."

Cui Yuezhi had some feelings. He probably fought side by side together, and he also had some sincere kindness towards Xiao Jue. Just as he was about to speak, someone suddenly came over, it was Cui Yuezhi's subordinate.

Cui Yuezhi's subordinate glanced at Xiao Jue with a hesitant expression.

"What's the matter?" Cui Yuezhi asked.

"Lord Zhongqi, we... we found Mr. Liu."

Liu Bu Wang has not been with them since the war began. Cui Yuezhi was worried when he heard the words, "Where is it?"

"It's on the forest bank in front of Huluzui." Subordinate Nuonuo said, "Mr. Liu..."

Cui Yuezhi's heart gradually sank, and he looked at Xiao Jue, Xiao Jue lowered his eyes, and after a while, said calmly, "Lead the way."

Liu Bu Wang died in the center of the formation.

He died tragically, with wounds all over his body. The most fatal wound was a stab wound on his chest, which penetrated the entire heart from back to front. Before he died, the corners of his mouth were also upward, and he was not unwilling to resent him at all. It seemed that he had seen something extremely beautiful, and he was very calm.

In addition to this, there are many Uto people who died under his sword. There are also corpses deep in the jungle. Cui Yuezhi looked at it for a long time and asked hesitantly, "Qimen Dunjia?"

Xiao Jue: "Not bad."

Cui Yuezhi was in awe, and now there are not many people who know Qimen Dunjia. Liu Bu Wang set up the formation here, killed a lot of Uto people, and bought a lot of time for them later. If it weren't for Liu Buwang in front of him, they wouldn't have waited for the wind to come, and those Uto people would be on the gourd mouth.

Liu Bu Wang didn't tell anyone, he stood in front of him for so long, and no one even knew that he died.

His sword fell beside him, Qin was smashed to pieces, and the white clothes were already stained with blood.

Cui Yuezhi looked at Xiao Jue with some worry, but only said that Liu Buwang was Xiao Jue's martial arts master, and Xiao Jue must be very sad when Liu Buwang died.

Xiao Jue squatted down, slowly tidying up Liu Buwang's messy clothes dragged by the Uto people, then took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped the blood on his face for him.

After doing all this, he looked at Liu Buwang's face and whispered, "Take him back."

...

He Yan stayed in Cui Mansion until evening.

Cui Yuezhi's four concubines took turns to visit her and bring her all kinds of food. Even if He Yan likes sweets, she can't eat so many sweets. After finally dismissing the concubine, someone from outside came to report: "Master is back! The Governor is back!"

He Yan was refreshed, got out of bed, put on his shoes and walked out. Cui Yuezhi and Xiao Jue came back, maybe Liu Buwang also came back. But when Cui Yuezhi walked to the door, he was surrounded by four concubines, especially the third concubine, who cried heartbreakingly while holding Cui Yuezhi.

Really good to cry.

He Yan was thinking about it when he saw someone walking towards him over Cui Yuezhi. It was Xiao Jue. He hadn't had time to take off his armor. He Yan was so busy, but He Yan didn't feel disgusted.

Xiao Jue walked up to her and frowned slightly: "Who let you out?"

"It's not a big deal." He Yan clapped his hands, "Even Brother Lin thinks you are making a big fuss. By the way, Governor, have you seen my master? I asked around, but no one has seen him, this Come on, he should be back."

Xiao Jue heard the words, her eyes moved and fell on her face.

In those cool black eyes, there was a trace of extremely shallow pity, like a silent sigh, falling on the heart of the person.

He Yan's smile slowly disappeared.

She asked, "What happened?"

Xiao Jue said, "Go and see him."

He Yan's whole body froze.

Liu Bu Wang slept on the slump in the room, and his clothes had been changed. Except for his pale face, he looked as if he had fallen asleep. It seemed that as long as he shouted, he would sit up, look at her with a smile, and call her: "Ahe."

He Yan's eyes suddenly turned red.

She almost lost her footing, walked to Liu Buwang's side, and held Liu Buwang's hand.

His hands were cold, not as warm as when he was pulling her up from the dead. He used to slept very lightly, and would wake up with the slightest movement, but now she called him Master here, and he was unmoved.

He Yan's hand touched his shoulder, and after a pause, she gently pulled Liu Buwang's clothes down. The clothes were changed again, and he was injured as well. But He Yan did not expect that there would be so many wounds. Those utuo people suffered a big loss in Liu Buwang's hands, and naturally they had to pay it back a hundredfold. When Liu Buwang was exhausted, he scrambled to slash another knife on the trophy.

His body was broken. However, his expression was so calm, as if he had just fallen asleep under the flower tree and had a sweet dream. He Yan's eyes fell on Liu Buwang's hand, his hand was clenched into a fist, clenched tightly, He Yan was silent for a moment, and with a little strength, broke his fingers apart, and saw what he hid in the palm of his hand. thing.

It was a silver bracelet. It looked very rough in workmanship. It seemed to be an old thing many years ago. It was probably treasured by daily play, and the traces of some carvings were not very obvious. But you can still see that a small wild daisy is engraved on the edge of the bracelet.

This is something that Liu Buwang must protect at the end of his life. He has no children and no daughters, and he has only accepted himself as an apprentice. His life came to an end, except for a qin, a sword, and this silver bracelet, nothing was left.

Empty, clean and tidy.

He Yan's throat was so choked that she couldn't speak. It's been a long time since they met again. If they haven't said a few words together, they will be separated forever. She desperately held back her tears and put a handkerchief in front of her.

"Cry if you want to." Xiao Jue said, "I'm outside, no one will come in."

His voice was very light and indifferent, with a little comfort that was not easily discernible, and before He Yan could speak, he turned around and went out the door.

The door was closed behind the door, and the girl's cry came from behind the door. At first, it was a suppressed sobbing. Then, it seemed that she couldn't control it. The cry became louder and louder. To the candy-eating child, weeping.

The cry reached the ears of Concubine Wei in the next room, she stood up and twisted her veil nervously, "Why don't I go take a look."

"Don't," Er Yiniang shook her head and looked out the window, the young man stood with his hands behind his back, standing in front of the door like a guardian, guarding the fragility of precious things, "When this kind of sadness, it is you and I who can comfort you. "

"Let them figure it out on their own."

The wailing in the house, I don't know when it stopped. After a long time, the door opened with a creak, and someone came out.

Xiao Jue looked sideways.

The tears of the girl who came out have been wiped away, except that her eyes are a little red, and there is no problem. She looked calm, even a little deliberately relaxed.

"Commander, thank you for guarding the door for me," she said.

Xiao Jue frowned and looked at her.

He Yan looked back and said, "What do I do? Is there something dirty on my face?"

"Ugly."

"what?"

"It's ugly to look like you're lying." His black eyes were gleaming, his words were like ice, with a clear understanding of everything, and he said solemnly: "I said it before, you can cry when you want to cry. Cry, you can laugh when you don't want to laugh. It's better than your pretentious appearance now, which is extremely ugly."

This really doesn't sound good.

He Yan was stunned for a moment, but smiled instead. She said, "It's not pretentious, it's just... that's all."

Liu Buwang is already dead, this is a fact that cannot be changed. She can be saddened by Liu Buwang's death, but she always has to look forward. People can't tell everyone their pain and sorrow, it will only be annoying. There are some painful things to keep in mind. If you are crying and grimacing at others all the time, over time, others will hate you, and you will not be able to come out.

She told herself with the experience of two lifetimes that no matter how difficult it is, it will pass.

only……

"Do you know," she sighed, "there are not many people who treat me well in this world, you can count them on one hand."

"Now, one less."