Everyone has passion, which is only awakened at the most critical moment.

In the sky, a black crow suddenly fluttered up from the forest and hovered above everyone's heads.

The sound of chirping cicadas could also be faintly heard in the forest. A gust of wind blew, and the branches and leaves in the forest moved. The sound was like weeping and complaining, as if in harmony with the human singing.

Bai Chengzhi clenched his hands, looked at the figure in plain white in front of him, and saw her body trembling slightly.

Bai Chengzhi's steps moved. He wanted to step forward, stand beside her, hold her hand, and be with her.

But under such circumstances, he knew she didn't want to do this.

He stopped walking and never took his eyes away from her.

The hilt of the sword held by Ye Ningyu was shaking. She aimed at Shen Liang's right arm, exerted force on her wrist, and swung the sword down suddenly.

In an instant, a severed arm flew out, and red streaks appeared on Shen Liang's shoulders.

"This sword is for the tens of thousands of people in our Yu Kingdom!" Her voice was passionate and powerful, echoing in the hearts of everyone, like the roar of war drums and the sound of bugles.

"Ah..." Shen Liang's left arm subconsciously covered the wound on his right arm, and his left palm suddenly turned blood red.

He seemed to have lost the strength to speak, and seemed to realize his fate today.

With the last trace of his eyes pleading for help, he looked at the eighteenth son of Luo Yinmen. However, none of those people were looking at him. They all looked at the Ye family army surrounded by war songs, with complicated expressions that were difficult to describe.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Shen Liang's mouth. He looked at Ye Ningyu and whispered in his mouth. His throat seemed to be blocked and his voice was unclear.

"I have no grievances with Ye Yongchang, and I have no grievances with Ye Jiajun." He spoke very slowly, spitting out each word.

Ye Ningyu always looked at him coldly, waiting for him to finish.

Yes, he has no enmity with Ye Jiajun. Then why did he do such a thing last year?

"Yong...His Royal Highness King Yong once...saved my life." Shen Liang's breath was intermittent, as if he might die at any time.

"In this life, people have many choices. I... chose to repay my kindness and I have no regrets."

Repay the favor? Ye Ningyu sneered in her heart. If so many people's lives were needed to repay the favor, I don't know if King Yong could bear this kindness.

Ye Ningyu no longer wanted to argue with him. It was meaningless to her.

"The Ye family's merits exceed those of the master, and the Ye family's army is unmatched in loyalty and bravery to Ye Yongchang. This is definitely... not a good thing for His Majesty. The Ye family's army is His Majesty's army, not... your Ye family's army."

While Shen Liang was speaking, he looked at Ye Ningyu intently. Maybe it was because his pupils could no longer move and he could only stare quietly like this.

"Did King Yong tell you this?" Ye Ningyu sneered, "So, you think what you did is great. Not only did you not harm the country and the people, but you are a good general loyal to the emperor?"

Shen Liang said nothing, raised his head and met her eyes, as if to say, that's how it is.

"You are wrong." Ye Ningyu glanced at the Ye family army behind him, with firm eyes and a sonorous voice, "They are not the army of Emperor Yu, nor are they the army of my Ye family. They are the army of the common people on the border and the people of Yu State. They eat the food grown by the common people, wear the clothes woven by the common people, take the taxes and money paid by the common people, and guard the mountains, rivers and land that belong to all people. This is their mission and meaning."

Shen Liang looked at Ye Ningyu blankly, the look in his eyes suddenly changed, and his mouth moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

He shook his head hard and then stopped. He didn't know whether he was doubting Ye Ningyu, doubting himself, or doubting King Yong.

However, these are not important anymore. Shen Liang's words should have been finished.

Regardless of selfishness or repaying kindness, these are not the reasons for him to collude with King Yong, frame loyal ministers, kill good generals, and trap his colleagues to death.

Since he did it, he should pay the price!

Ye Ningyu put away the sword in her hand, and held her silver gun again with her right hand. There was still blood on the gun blade, the blood of many people.

Looking at the oncoming light, Shen Liang knew that the situation was over and slowly closed his eyes.

Ye Ningyu raised her gun, the blade of the gun rustling in the wind. She used great strength and mercilessly pierced Shen Liang's chest with the gun.

"This shot is to commemorate my father, General Ye Yongchang of Zhenbei!" Her hands were shaking, and her voice suddenly became weak.

Shen Liang's body was pushed back several feet by Ye Ningyu again.

It's because he relied too much on his Tiangang body, thinking that no one would find his weak point. Most confident people in this world end up regretting it.

I don't know if Shen Liang regrets it at this moment. He almost used up all his strength to squeeze out three words. "Let the king go..."

Ye Ningyu knew what he was going to say, let Wang Peng go? Impossible.

She said that people have to pay for what they do.

She did not tell Shen Liang that she would not let Wang Peng go. Because Shen Liang had already closed his eyes and expired. He was stabbed through the chest by a silver spear, and he knelt straight on the ground, his face lowered towards the direction of Gray Wolf Mountain, as if It's atonement.

No one knows that Ye Ningyu's last mediocre shot was the first move she learned since she started learning marksmanship, and was also taught by Ye Yongchang himself when she was seven years old.

Today, she used the first set of marksmanship her father taught her to penetrate the murderer's chest to comfort his spirit in heaven.

"The chaos has been eliminated, and thirty thousand heroic souls rest in peace..."

Suddenly, someone in the Ye Family Army shouted loudly.

"The chaos has been eliminated, and thirty thousand heroic souls rest in peace..." Several more people echoed loudly.

"All officers and men of the Ye Family Army!" Suddenly, Lieutenant Luo, who had been sobbing silently, spoke loudly and clearly.

"Sing a requiem for my comrade." Lieutenant Luo's voice reached everyone's ears.

All Ye Jiajun stood in silence and turned towards the direction of Gray Wolf Mountain. They spoke slowly and once again whispered the melody engraved in their bones:

We are guarding the pass, and if the enemy does not attack, we will invade.

I miss my homeland and people will not return it.

Unfulfilled ambitions, looking at swords in dreams.

My military uniform will not fade, but my heart will not change.

The soul is at peace, the spirit returns home.

…

This is the requiem for the Ye Family Army. Every time a soldier died on the battlefield, Ye Yongchang would order people to recover the bones, and all the Ye Family Army soldiers would sing a requiem for him.

There is only one situation where the Ye family army will bury their bones in the wilderness, that is, everyone has died and no one is left alive.

So later on, the surviving soldiers secretly garrisoned Beishan. They searched for the remains of their comrades all over the mountain many times and quietly brought them back to their base.

Only this time, they sang the requiem again, not to anyone's remains, but to all the Ye family soldiers who lost their lives in the north, and to themselves.

This song is both heart-breaking and heart-breaking.

As Shen Liang fell, Ye Ningyu's body swayed slightly, as if she was unsteady, and she let out a long breath.

This killing of Shen Liang caused her pain. Not only the pain on her body, but also the pain in her heart caused by old hatred. With each blow, countless painful memories came to her heart, breaking her heart.

Bai Chengzhi stepped forward and held her shoulders.
Chapter completed!