"Qiang."

This is the sound of a sword being sheathed.

Aiyat raised his head with difficulty and looked at Julian with a puzzled expression.

Julian looked at Aiyat who had no chance of saving his life, sighed, and said: "As you said, let the grudges and fate of our two families be completely settled in our generation. I hope that in the future

When your children mention my name, the prefix is ​​'my father's opponent on the battlefield' instead of 'my father-killing enemy'."

After listening to Julian's words, a smile gradually appeared on Aiyat's face. I don't know how to describe this kind of smile, but it is very common - the face of a farmer who found that after the storm, the crops in his field were not much damaged.

Above; the face of a businessman who has a large amount of unsalable goods and suddenly meets a generous customer; the face of a craftsman who suddenly thinks of an improvement plan when faced with a newly invented but defective tool...

But soon, this smile solidified.

On January 5, 161 AD, Marshal Aiyat of Swadia was ambushed and killed on the way back to Uxhall after leading his troops to fight a decisive battle with the six-nation coalition. A few years later, Calradia's

There is such a sentence in the history books. The process of the fall of a hero is explained in just one line. No one knows the twists and turns, and no one will carefully remember the life and deeds of this hero. Only those who were present that night,

Everyone will respect this former enemy.

Xie Feng walked up to Jamala and asked: "Are you... okay?"

Jamala looked down at the torn chain armor she was wearing and asked with a smile: "What do you think?" Although Jamala was smiling, her tone was obviously very weak, but judging from the situation, it seemed

There is no life-threatening danger at the moment.

Xie Feng took out a small first aid kit from the inventory, dug out bandages and cotton, and began to treat Jamara's wounds silently.

After Jamara hesitated for a moment, she did not refuse Xie Feng's action and allowed him to carefully untie the chain armor on her body to heal herself.

Jamara was lying on the ground, her empty eyes looking through the bare tree canopy at the star-studded night sky, and said lightly: "You are such a wind evil... I knew you were not an auspicious person...

Before I met you, there were ten members in my "Free Mercenary Group"... Later, because of you, I lost the first and second place... Until now, I am the only one left in the entire "Free Mercenary Group"

Alone... Even Mingsent, who had left the team to go home to marry a wife, followed us without hesitation after hearing that we were coming to help you... Until he also fell in front of me just now... I really

I don’t know how to go back and explain to his newly married wife..."

Suddenly, a "corpse" on the ground not far away suddenly raised his head, yawned, and asked: "Huh? Is the battle over? Oh... overslept... Huh? Why are there so many people."

Jamala stared at the "corpse" that suddenly moved. After being stunned for a while, she seemed a little helpless and said: "Just pretend that I didn't say those last few words..."

Xie Feng turned his head, smiled slightly at the "corpse" and said: "Minsent, how come you can fall asleep during the battle?"

Mingsent responded conditionedly: "During the battle, I tripped and then fainted... Huh? Aren't you Feng Xie? Haha, long time no see." Mingsent happily ran to Xie Feng

In front of him, he patted Xie Feng on the shoulder, and then found Jamara lying next to Xie Feng, and said in surprise: "Ah! Captain, why are you so seriously injured?"

Jamala said displeased: "Turn your face away!"

At this time, Jamara's clothes were untied. After Xie Feng used alcohol to clean and disinfect the wound, he began to wrap the bandages one by one.

Xie Feng seemed to also want to avoid suspicion. He turned his head slightly and said to Mingsent: "We haven't seen each other for so long. Your luck is still as good as before. Also, my real name is Xie Feng..."

"No..." Suddenly, Jamala interrupted: "You are Feng Xie." Her voice was very small and thin, giving the impression that she was just convincing herself.

"Huh?" Xie Feng said to Jia Mala: "What?"

Jia Mala said: "You are not Xie Feng."

Xie Feng smiled and said: "I'm not Xie Feng, who else is Xie Feng? Are you suspecting that my identity is fake?"

Jamala shook her head and said softly: "No, I have no doubt... Maybe you do have another name called 'Xie Feng', but you are not Xie Feng."

Xie Feng was silent for a while, seeming to know something and yet confused about something.

Jamara seemed to be talking to herself, and continued softly: "The Xie Feng I know is an immortal hero. He has an elusive personality, but is passionate and passionate. He leads thousands of troops to conquer the battlefield and repeatedly defeats the enemy.

Jun. Even though he was deeply trapped in the Jiantian Valley, he was not afraid of danger and created miracles that the world could not understand... But you, you are not... You are Feng Xie, a man with strong martial arts who has been living in seclusion in Dukuba.

Weird. You are the deputy leader of our 'Free Mercenary Group', and also the nemesis of our 'Free Mercenary Group', an ominous person..."

Saying that, Jamara shook her head slightly and smiled: "Anyway... you are you... Xie Feng is Xie Feng... you are not the same person..."

Xie Feng couldn't help but sigh deeply. He understood what Jamara said, but he didn't understand it deeply. It's like someone who made a friend of the opposite sex on the Internet, and originally imagined how handsome or beautiful the other person was, and how temperamental he was.

Noble, generous and decent in conversation. So many illusions will be completely and ruthlessly crushed one by one when they meet.

Fantasy is something that exists to be shattered.

When Jamala learned that "Feng Xie" was "Xie Feng" whom she had always admired and admired, all the images and expectations she had in her imagination were suddenly shattered by the sledgehammer of reality. She couldn't accept it and even ran away from it.

It's inevitable.

After bandaging Jamara, Xie Feng took a cloak and put it on Jamara to keep out the cold.

After passing Jamara's narration, Julian quietly stared at the dead body of Kalian and sighed: "Is he... the cousin I have never met?"

Jamala nodded and said: "If he didn't lie - in fact, I don't think he would lie." Kalian is usually taciturn in the team and rarely communicates with others. However, the less he talks, the more he talks.

The words spoken from a person's mouth become more true.

Xie Feng came closer and patted Julian on the shoulder and said: "Quickly collect the body and leave. With such a big movement here, Uxhall must have noticed it. Our rapid march is really not suitable to deal with the cavalry, so we must do it as soon as possible

Evacuate." As he said this, Xie Feng gestured to the soldiers without waiting for Julian's reaction, and someone immediately came forward to carefully move the standing body.

Jamala sighed deeply, and then said: "Sorry... I can't promise you."

Xie Feng was stunned and said a little sadly: "Do you have to leave? After the war, a group of us good friends and partners got together every day to drink and brag. Isn't this a bad life?" When Xie Feng said this

When he said this, even he was shocked - wasn't he already prepared for the end of the war, and after killing Charlotte, he would no longer have any worries and leave this world and return to his own world? Why... why?

Do you want to say that? Could it be that in your subconscious mind, you actually want to stay in this world and live comfortably after the war? No...no...this is not the real world...you can't stay here...

While Xie Feng looked distressed and confused, Jia Mala smiled and said: "I don't want to be your deputy captain, I want to be the right one!"

"Huh?" Xie Feng came back from his thoughts, looked at Jamara and said, "What?"

Jamala said: "Don't you understand? I don't want to be your subordinate. I don't object to your establishment of a 'peace mercenary group', but I have to be the leader, and you still have to be the deputy leader...

…Eh, that’s not right, Minsent should be the deputy leader, and you can just be an ordinary member.”

Minsent next to him suddenly said happily: "Huh? I was suddenly promoted?"

Jamara nodded and said seriously: "Yeah, the main thing is that I found that this idiot Feng Xie is really not suitable to be a leader at all, so I might as well let you be the leader." Then suddenly said to Xie Feng: "Hey

!Hurry up and finish the battle. When I recover from my injuries and prepare to recruit new members, if I find you are not here, you will be finished!"
Chapter completed!