In the forest, Zhu Gaoxu took off his armor and then his trousers while taking advantage of the air conditioning.
I didn't feel pain just now, but now when I move my pants, the pain is excruciating. Sweat and blood are all stuck to the wound, and it's heart-wrenching when I move my pants.
"Grandma!"
Zhu Gaoxu cursed and lowered his head to wipe the blood around the wound.
Unexpectedly, I was shocked when I saw that the Burmese bamboo spear poked me in the root of my thigh, just a little finger away from my lifeline.
"Hiss! Grandma's!"
Zhu Gaoxu cursed again, "It's so scary!"
The guard next to him held back his laughter and handed Zhu Gaoxu the golden sore medicine.
"Why are you laughing?" Zhu Gaoxu glanced at the other person.
"No..." The guard glanced at him and said, "Second Master is extremely talented!"
"Go away!" Zhu Gaoxu cursed a few times, "Don't you have one yourself? The old man is staring at me..."
Suddenly, his hand was beaten.
In the distance, the sudden sound of charging horses' hooves stunned him.
"The old guy really doesn't want his life? Do you insist on seeking death?"
I cursed a few times in my heart and ran forward.
The guard shouted from behind, "Second Master, put on pants!"
But Zhu Gaoxu had just run a few steps when he saw a veteran next to Lan Yu appearing in front of him, it was the seventh man.
"Your master is charging forward again?" Zhu Gaoxu asked angrily, "Why didn't you stop him?"
"The commander won't let me!" Lao Qi stood in front of Zhu Gaoxu, with a sad expression on his face, "The commander also said that you shouldn't go either!"
"How could I not go? He is looking for death..."
"The commander is not looking for death, but begging for death!" Lao Qi still stood in front of Zhu Gaoxu.
These words immediately stunned Zhu Gaoxu and murmured, "Why?"
"Commander Chengsu Chengsu has a cough and can't sleep. He has lost thirty pounds since last year!" Lao Qi's voice was choked with sobs. "His body has been in decline for a long time. He has been trying to hold on. You
Look at my handsome man, he wears a round helmet all day long, and he takes medicine so much that his hair falls out."
"Before coming to Yunnan, the commander-in-chief was determined to die. He asked Doctor Xi to give him medicine to relieve cough and pain. The commander-in-chief said that he was not a hero in his life, but he was definitely not a coward. He was not worthy of dying on the hospital bed.
Manly body!"
"Confused! It's better to die than live!" Zhu Gaoxu shouted and rushed down the hillside.
The war was fierce and intense. The Burmese people's front was shaky but they persisted desperately. The world was full of shouts of death and screams.
A blue flag fluttered in the wind, and a group of cavalry drove straight into the Burmese flank, tearing a hole open, and the infantry behind them rushed in.
That battle flag is so gorgeous.
At this moment, Zhu Gaoxu suddenly remembered what his teacher taught him when he was studying.
"Life is what I want. Righteousness is also what I want. You can't have both. You have to sacrifice life for righteousness!"
I love life, and I also love morality. If I can't have both, then I choose to give up my life and stick to morality.
"Life is what I want, and what I want is more than life, so I won't get it. Death is also what I hate, and what I hate is worse than the dead, so I can't get rid of it..."
I love life, but I also love things beyond life, so I don’t do anything just to survive.
I hate death, but I also hate things beyond death, so when faced with the disasters in life, I choose to deal with them head on.
"kill!"
Amidst the shouts of kill, Zhu Gaoxu clearly saw the handsome figure of Lan Yu directly inserted into the Burmese army.
The cavalry team he led gradually turned from a long dragon into a black spot...
Suddenly, Zhu Gaoxu understood why Lan Yu asked to die.
He did not simply want to bid farewell to his illness, nor did he want to stubbornly fight to death, but he did what the saint said and sacrificed his life for righteousness.
The meaning of a warrior is that the big one is for the country, the small one is for one's own name.
Due to the great righteousness of the country, Lan Yu spent his life fighting to open up new territories. Although he had flaws, he lived up to his salary in the Ming Dynasty.
For his own small righteousness, he stayed true to his true nature as a man despite the changing seas.
He does not want to live an ignoble existence, nor does he want to make people laugh at him, nor does he want to remain unknown...
Zhu Gaoxu continued to move forward and reached the foot of the hillside.
His horse was lying in a pool of blood. When he saw him approaching, he struggled to stand up.
"Second Master!" the guard called softly, "Come up now..."
"Let's go!" Zhu Gaoxu rubbed his eyes hard, "Follow me and collect Lan Shuai's body!"
As he said that, he looked coldly at the Burmese people who had collapsed on the battlefield, "I want them to be buried with Commander Lan!"
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"kill!"
The long spear in Lan Yu's hand collided with the oncoming Burmese cavalry. The enemy jumped into the air and the long spear broke into two pieces with a click.
Then he pulled out the long knife hanging on the saddle, turned slightly sideways, and allowed the enemy's blade to sweep across his cheek, and cut open the opponent's upper body with one blow.
With a bang, Lan Yu on the horse shook violently, pulling on the reins to stabilize his body. However, the round helmet on his head was shot away by a cold arrow.
Wind, hunting.
Under the round helmet is messy white hair, and under the white hair is a pair of indifferent eyes.
"Who are you?"
Facing him, a general who looked like a Burmese nobleman charged and roared.
Lan Yu sneered and stepped forward on horseback.
"law...."
Rouge roared angrily, lowered his head and jumped up, directly knocking the Naman nobles away with both men and horses.
Lan Yu slashed the enemy's throat with a backhand knife.
"Your grandfather Daming Lanyu is also..."
Suddenly, Rouge's front hoof sank to the ground under her crotch.
Someone behind him exclaimed, "Commander!"
Several cold arrows stabbed Yanzhi's chest hard.
But the war horse stood up again in severe pain, and the mane on its neck flew in the wind like a lion.
But Lan Yu's eyes were always staring at the Chinese military commander's flag of the Burmese in front of him.
But at the same time, more and more Burmese people came frantically to protect the Chinese army.
"Rouge, come with me!"
Lan Yu roared loudly, and the war horse moved forward like an arrow.
"Your grandpa Lanyu..."
The blade is like a rainbow, and the blood is soaring to the sky.
"Being a soldier at the age of thirteen..."
The sword broke, and he took out another one and continued to chop.
"Capture the prince and princess of Beiyuan, capture the two false kings of Wu Dynasty..."
"Destroy the capital, burn the palaces..."
With a click, the sword in his hand broke again.
In the midst of Rouge's screams, Lan Yu avoided the enemy's blade and directly captured the opponent's general on horseback in his arms with ease.
Twist off the opponent's head with a click, grab the enemy's long knife...
"Rouge, flush again!"
"Well...Lulu..."
"kill!"
After beheading another person, Lan Yu was unstoppable and was getting closer and closer to the enemy's commanding flag.
"I am blue jade..."
"When Lord Yuan sees me, he is like a lost dog..."
"The prime minister of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, the monkeys, are all dead souls killed by my sword..."
"I conquered Guizhou, I conquered the Hetao, I conquered Lanzhou..."
"I..."
Poof, a spear penetrated directly from his back.
The blue jade on the horse's back fell to the ground like a kite with its string broken.
Countless Burmese people swarmed up like hunting dogs after seeing meat...
But the next second, these hunting dogs suddenly discovered that the prey in their eyes was not a lamb to be slaughtered, but a lion that could swallow up thousands of miles.
"You bastard, your sword is not good..."
The long knife in his hand broke again. He grabbed the enemy's spear and swept across all directions.
Then, move forward step by step.
With every step you take, an enemy falls.
Blood dripped like rain along the gaps in his armor.