Concubine comes to disaster

"Send the Second Emperor and the Third Princess back to his side."

Tassel ordered.

She had a hunch that this would be an extremely difficult battle, and her heart was so contradictory.

What should I do?

If Hitomi Zhuye is allowed to go into battle directly, it means that the two brothers who used to love each other will meet each other on the battlefield and kill each other to the death.

On the battlefield, everything is changing rapidly, and it is not known what will happen. Perhaps someone will be injured, or someone may die by the knife.

She wants to prevent such a thing from happening, she doesn't want to see anyone die, she can't bear more parting of life and death.

"No, this time, let me go."

Liusu stood up and said firmly.

"Are you going? Are you going to lead the army to play chess with the fourth brother?" Hitomi Zhuye was stunned when she heard this. There was absolutely no precedent for a woman to go to war in the Sunshine Dynasty. How dare she?

"Yes! I'll go, I'll lead the army and meet fourth master."

"Why?!" he asked.

"This is a matter between me and him. If I avoid seeing him, I'm afraid he will get worse. Therefore, the best way is to let me lead the army."

"No!" Chaser Hitomi resolutely rejected her proposal, "Although the fourth brother may not hurt you, but on the battlefield, swords have no eyes, and I will never let you take the slightest risk. So, you wait in the palace Come on, I'll go."

"But..." Liusu said, "I don't want the two of you to make trouble like this because of me."

"No, Liusu, you are wrong. Even without this battle, my fourth brother and I would have to fight face to face sooner or later, to clarify the past and understand it clearly. We have a knot in our hearts, and this may be a solution. When it ends."

"But..." Liusu hesitated.

"That's it. After three days, I will go out to fight, and you will wait in the palace."

After Hitomi Zhuye finished speaking, she stood up and walked outside the Wenhua Hall.

"Hitomi Chaser..."

Liusu looked at his back and shouted.

"What's wrong?" he asked, turning around.

"No matter what, I don't allow you to sacrifice yourself casually. I...wait for your good news." Liusu said, she knew his temperament well, and she definitely wouldn't be cruel. He would rather sacrifice himself than disappoint the person in his heart.

Hitomi Zhuye heard this, but did not speak, paused for a moment, then turned and left.

There was a complicated look in his eyes.

*

"Fourth master, the latest news, the thirteenth master has personally led the army. This is a letter sent by the thirteenth master's order."

The subordinate soldiers presented Zhuye Tong's autographed letter in front of Zhu Minglie.

A look flashed in Zhu Minglie's eyes, and he reached out to take the letter, "Go down."

"Yes, fourth master."

The soldier bowed and retreated.

Zhu Minglie spread out the letter, and there was a line of scrawled handwriting on it——

"I will never let you go. I will try my best to defeat you, so you have to do your best. Thirteen wrote it myself."

With a blank face, Zhu Minglie stood up, uncovered the lampshade, and put the letter on the flame, which turned into a pile of ashes after burning.

Can't tell what he's thinking.

*

Five days later.

On the battlefield, the sound of the drum suddenly sounded, thick and steady, like thunder, like a landslide, rolling and rolling between the sky and the earth.

Hitomi Zhuye was wearing a fiery red war robe, holding a long sword, standing on top of a tall horse, the sword shone with cold light.

Behind him, thousands of troops gathered in one place, everyone's blood was boiling, and the sound of the horn awakened their blood.

Gold and iron horses, a fierce battle is about to start.

The drums are shaking, and a storm that will loot the world will come.

Finally, that person appeared. He was dressed in a silver shirt and exuded a cold aura.

Hitomi Zhuye tightened his hand, and the hilt of the long sword turned in a circle in his hand.

The banners are flying, this is the battlefield of blood and fire!

From a long distance, Zhu Minglie looked at Zhuye Hitomi——

Hitomi Okino raised her long sword high——

"Come on..."

"rush……"

Soldiers on both sides march forward bravely.

Immediately, the battlefield was full of shouts, the neighing of horses, the shouts of soldiers, the thunderous hooves of horseshoes, and the sound of clashing knives and swords resounded throughout the earth, yellow sand filled the sky, and rivers of blood flowed.

Zhu Minglie and Zhu Yetong still stood in the same place, not moving for a long time, looking at each other, that look seems to be understood only by them.

There was no expression on the faces of the two of them, as if they were waiting for something.

After half a day of fierce fighting, gunpowder smoke was everywhere, blood flowed like rivers, and many soldiers fell on the battlefield.

Obviously, Zhu Minglie's side suffered more casualties than the regular army of the Sun Yao Dynasty.

The blood of the dead soldiers stained the battlefield red, and the flag fluttered in the west wind.

It was extraordinarily bright red in the sky.

The undulating mountains in the distance are vast and vast, as deep as the sea, and the evening sun gradually sets, and the remaining ray of light reflects the sky red like blood.

Finally, Zhu Minglie waved his horsewhip——

"drive……"

The horse under his crotch raised its front hooves high, and he twitched violently. The horse, like a sword off the string, galloped towards Zhu Yetong with a murderous aura.

Hitomi Zhuye has been waiting, waiting for Zhu Minglie to make the first move.

Now, he finally came to kill him.

He raised the long sword in his hand and kicked the horse's stomach, the horse neighed and rushed away.

Fourth master and thirteenth master confronted each other.

The two swords slashed at each other.Without any hesitation, Hitomi Zhuye stretched out the long sword in his hand like a conditioned reflex, and in the blink of an eye, he swiped the long sword towards Zhu Minglie.

Zhu Minglie raises his sword to fight, grab!Only the sound of two swords colliding could be heard, echoing throughout the battlefield.

It also reverberates in everyone's heart.

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Suddenly, the battlefield became more intense.

Hitomi Zhuye stared at Zhu Minglie's eyes.