Chapter 87： How Science Fights 04 ┃ Zhuang Li: Its not bad to die with you. (1/2)
Zhuang Li waited outside for a while before Le Zhengming came out from behind the screen. He was wearing a pure black shirt, a copper belt with a tiger's head and dragon scales around his waist, and a pair of dust-free shoes on his feet. Leather boots, really tall and mighty, imposing momentum.
Zhuang Li covered half of his face and tried his best to hold back a smile. Obviously, this person has deliberately dressed up, and should come out wearing the most handsome clothes.
So he picked up a bright red cloak that was casually placed on the screen, and joked: "How about you put this on too?"
Le Zhengming looked at the little curly hair expressionlessly, as if he couldn't understand what the other party was saying, but his ears were so red that blood dripped.
Zhuang Li turned his head away, looked outside the tent, his thin lips couldn't stop rising. Long time no see, my lover is still so indifferent.
Silence spread between the two, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward, but there was some joy and intimacy that ordinary people could not understand.
At this moment, there was a noise outside asking to see the general, mixed with hoarse cries.
Zhuang Li stood up subconsciously, but his shoulder was pressed hard by his lover.
Le Zhengming urged: "Stay here and don't move, I'll go outside to see the situation." Finally, he grabbed the big knife on the table and strode out.
Zhuang Li craned his neck to look out, but saw that the deserters were kneeling in the open space not far away, kowtowing to the main tent, and tears were flushed out of two grooves on his dusty face.
"General, we are sorry for you!"
"General Xie left us a way of life. We escaped from the battle and deserved death!"
"We got it wrong, General!"
These people kowtowed and apologized, with guilt and remorse in their eyes. Many soldiers gathered around and pointed at them with contempt.
Le Zhengming raised his hand and made a stop gesture, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you know where you are wrong?"
"It's our fault that we should not discard our comrades." One of the deserters lowered his head and muttered softly.
"No, you still don't understand what's wrong with you. It's not your comrades who have been abandoned by you, but your family members. You escaped from the battle because you wanted to return to your hometown to reunite with your wives and children? Then you know that Guancheng behind you, There are hundreds of thousands of people there, who are also other people's fathers, other people's wives, and other people's sons.
"Of course we can retreat today and ignore Guancheng.
"However, when the Jie people break through Guancheng, will they give up their ambition to annex Wei? No, this great victory will only ignite their desires, stimulate their ambitions, and make them even crazier.
"Guess what they will do next?"
The soldiers looked at each other, their lips trembling slightly, as if they had already thought of the terrible answer.
Le Zhengming said in a serious tone: "Yes, as you think, they will continue to move forward, straight into our county, straight into our capital, and crush the mountains and rivers of Wei State. There are our fathers, mothers, and wives. , children!
"Today we gave up Guandu and Guancheng, so tomorrow, will we also give up the capital and all counties? At that time, who will protect our father, mother, wife, and children? You flee back to reunite with them, has no meaning?"
After hearing these words, all the soldiers asked themselves in their hearts: Yes, if even those of us who were defending against foreign enemies escaped, where would Wei State have a safe and happy land? What are we soldiers for? After we escaped, if our relatives in our hometown were slaughtered by aliens, who would save them?
For a time, the noisy barracks was so quiet that a needle could be heard.
After a while, one of the deserters covered his face and wept loudly. He was ashamed and ashamed.
More cries were mixed in intermittently, forming a torrent of mourning and remorse.
Le Zhengming stabbed the big sword in his hand fiercely on the ground, and swore: "I, Le Zhengming, wish to defend Guandu and never retreat. If you want to leave, you can leave now. I will never stop you. If you want to stay, you will fight with me. The last drop of blood! I have no regrets for dying for thousands of compatriots and protecting my family and relatives!"
The big sword let out a long sound, and it sank seven or eight inches into the ground, directly piercing a rock buried here.
Everyone looked at the trembling hilt of the sword, and then looked at the rock-solid face of the general, and then pulled out the big swords one by one, raised them to the sky, and shouted loudly: "We are willing to follow the general to the death and fight Guandu! We will never retreat!"
The huge sound rushed into the sky, scaring away the vultures hovering in the air waiting to peck at the corpse.
This piece of face with dust, blood, and beacon smoke, finally formed a majestic Great Wall. The Great Wall will keep danger out of reach of the common people unless the enemy cuts them to pieces.
Zhuang Li watched this scene silently through the door curtain, his eyes were hot and his heart was throbbing. This is his lover, with a steel-like will, a courage to fight against death, and a sense of mission to protect one side of the world.
"System," he asked in his mind: "Does the ninth prince selected by the Lord God have such a mind and courage?"
7480 stalked for a long time before saying: "Nine princes certainly have the mind and daring."
"Yes, his mind is to mutilate Zhongliang, and his spirit is to collude with foreign enemies to sell the country. He is really good." Zhuang Li lightly rubbed the corners of his lips with his fingertips, and said, "I like the Ninth Prince a little bit."
7480's knees softened and he almost fell to his knees.
This phrase is all too familiar. Once the host says yin and yang that he likes someone, someone will definitely have bad luck!
No, no, the ninth prince is far away in Guancheng, the host can't see him at all, and three days later, the army of the Jie clan attacked, and the host has no chance to survive. He was intentionally scary, he was going to die soon!
Thinking like this, 7480 slowly returned to calm.
Forty thousand horses fought against an army of 180,000, and it would be strange if they could win!
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Le Zhengming has a strong personality, and with just a few words, he has stabilized the morale of the army and boosted morale.
But that night, he did something with a conscience. He left the little curly hair in his tent to sleep, and in the middle of the night, he wrapped the person in a blanket, bypassed the patrolling soldiers, and rode his horse to the dense forest five miles away.
"Have you seen this road? Follow it for another seven or eight miles, and there will be a small village. You rest in the village for half a night. After dawn, hire a coachman to take you to Guancheng, and then take a detour to Kaifeng. It will be safer there. There are often wars in Guandu, and the beasts in the forest have all run away, so you don't have to worry about encountering danger. This package contains a few gold ingots, a few silver ingots, a bag of pearls, a bag of gems, save it Flowers are enough for you to live a lifetime."
Le Zhengming hugged the sleepy little curly hair on the back of the horse, wrapped it in a blanket, and urged, "Let's go and live a good life."
Zhuang Li, who thought that his lover left himself in the tent to play with guns: "..."
The indignant 7480: "I'm a jerk, I'm going to report Le Zhengming! He actually cheated for personal gain! What's not to back down, I bah!"
Zhuang Li was equally disappointed and annoyed, and asked with a half-smile, "Do you want me to escape alone?"
"You're still young, it's not worth dying here." Le Zhengming slapped the horse's **** hard as soon as he finished speaking.
The well-trained warhorse immediately rushed into the dense forest.
Zhuang Li leaned back and was taken away, but when he rushed out four or five meters, he loosened the reins without hesitation and fell. Fortunately, thick weeds grew on both sides of the road, and the soft blanket also played a certain buffering role, so he was not injured.
Le Zhengming was startled, ran over quickly, took the little curly hair into his arms, and hurriedly asked, "Are you hurt? Where does it hurt? You must tell me if it hurts!" He checked carefully but quickly. Looking at all the vital parts of the young man, a layer of fearful cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
Zhuang Li grabbed his collar tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't try to leave me alone!"
"Aren't you afraid? Then I'll give you a life." Le Zhengming held his delicate hand.
"That's right, I'm really afraid of death." Zhuang Li wanted to be angry and laughed again, and paused for a long time before saying, "But if I die with you, I don't feel bad."
"What do you mean by that?" Le Zhengming was stunned, his heart thumping and beating non-stop.
Zhuang Li pulled him away, got up, threw himself on his back, and ordered, "It means you have to take me back! I'll be where you are."
Le Zhengming was still squatting on the ground, and a vague idea flashed in his mind, which made him ecstatic, and also made him panic.
Zhuang Li squeezed his neck and urged impatiently: "Are you going? Look at me, is I handsome? Now there are wars everywhere, and you have given me so much gold and silver, so you are so sure. I won't meet bad people?"
Le Zhengming's body froze, and he immediately woke up. Yes, now the world is chaotic, rituals and music have collapsed, and foreign races outside the customs have invaded the Central Plains. They are a group of beasts. They will kill people and chop them down when they see them. Beautiful men and women will be captured and raised as animals.
The little curly hair is not ordinary handsome, what if he meets those barbarians?
Le Zhengming didn't dare to think deeply, but he didn't stand up immediately with the little curly hair on his back, but patiently said, "Get off my back first."
"I don't." Zhuang Li tightened his lover's neck.
Le Zhengming was almost out of breath, but he was not angry at all, and even laughed softly. He could only hold Little Curly's **** with one hand and **** around on the ground with the other. He finally found the blanket, swung it behind his back and wrapped Little Curly before standing up and walking forward.
It was cold at night, and he was afraid that the little curly hair would freeze.
He didn't dare to speak all the way, for fear that the previous guess was just his own delusion.
Zhuang Li tilted his head to look at him, and then gently blew his hot ears.
Le Zhengming's ears trembled and he almost fell, but he didn't say a word to stop him. That's it, what the little curly hair likes to do, he can't control it anyway.
The war horse ran for a while in the woods and then came back on its own, but Le Zhengming didn't ride on it. He likes to walk on the road that is engulfed by the night, as if there is no end, with little curly hair on his back. In this way, time may be stretched very long, very long...
However, he was accustomed to long-distance raids, no matter how slow he walked, he would still return to the camp within two quarters of an hour.
The two of them lay back down again.
Zhuang Li naturally rolled into Le Zhengming's arms and said confusedly, "Go to sleep."
In the first half of the night, Le Zhengming placed a quilt in the middle of the soft collapse, separating the two of them, and his body was so straight that he did not dare to move. But now, he couldn't control the hands he wanted to hug the little curly hair, and he couldn't control the pounding heart in his chest for this man.
He frowned tightly for a while, then raised the corners of his lips again, and fell into a light sleep after thinking about it for a long time.
At the same time, Zhuang Li was dreaming a dream of dim light and shadow, with black and white tones.
In the dream, he looked into a dark room through a thin door. A woman with loose hair was pressed to the ground by a tall man, who quickly put on a white silk ribbon, and then tightened it tightly. .
The woman's slender neck was pulled by Bai Ling and bent back, making an eerie cracking sound.
Her desperately wide eyes met Zhuang Li's eyes behind the crack of the door, so she shed two lines of red blood tears, and then silently shouted: "Li'er, run!"
The man severely strangled the woman's fragile neck, the blue veins on his forehead bulged, the muscles on the side of his cheek were tense, and his face distorted with murderous intent was as hideous as a ghost. If he could, he would like to break the woman's head directly.
Zhuang Li was clearly a bystander who had never met a woman before, but there was a destructive hatred and a chilling fear in his heart. He wanted to obey the woman and escape from this terrible nightmare, but was kicked in the back.
This forced him to slam into the dimly lit murder scene.
The man was not surprised at all when he saw him, but the woman was desperate and unwilling to break the last breath. Her cracked eye sockets were still oozing blood and tears, and her eyeballs almost fell out.
Zhuang Li sat paralyzed on the ground, his heart aching like a thousand knives.
A tall boy walked out from behind him and said with a smile, "Dad, he was peeking outside."
The man let go of the white silk and threw the woman's broken neck corpse aside at will, with a light tone: "Send him to join the army, so that he can die decently."
"Got it, Dad." The boy bowed his hands and turned around, revealing a face that was 70% similar to Zhuang Li's.
The corners of his lips were raised, and he smiled softly, but in Zhuang Li's eyes, he looked like a giant python with a wide mouth and a thin tongue with two forks, which could almost eat people.
The boundless fear burst in Zhuang Li's heart. The next second, he opened his eyes, only to find that he was being hugged tightly by his lover, and his back was being patted over and over again on his bone-chilling and trembling back.
Chapter 88 How Science Fights 05┃7480: It's all like this, and the host can even turn the tables.
"It's okay, it's okay, everything in the dream is fake." Le Zhengming gently stroked the back of the little curly hair, repeating the comfort over and over again.
"Everything in the dream is real," Zhuang Li raised his head, his voice extremely hoarse: "Zhuang Ran strangled my mother."
He has no doubt that the dream just now was the original owner's obsession in this body, and only such a deep hatred can last forever.
Le Zhengming hugged the little curly hair harder and harder, trying to comfort him, but was speechless for a while. Zhuang Ran only said that the eldest princess died of illness, but anyone with brains knew that he would definitely exchange the eldest princess' life for the new emperor's trust. How could it be possible to die at such a good time?
"Don't think about it anymore, just live well to live up to your mother's expectations." Le Zhengming said dryly.
"Zhuang Ran is not dead, how can I live?" Zhuang Li looked up at Le Zhengming, but there was no trace of tears on his face, but a strange smile.
"Zhuang Ran, Zhuang Xu, the ninth prince, and the new emperor, they must die!" Zhuang Li half sat up, his tone grim: "Look at what kind of beasts you are loyal to. They even have their own wives and children. They even exploited and oppressed the people like bulls and horses; and for the sake of power, they wantonly killed the loyal and the good, causing the family and country to be broken and the society to be in turmoil. Is it worth fighting to the death for them?"
"I'm not fighting to the death for them, I'm fighting for the people." Le Zhengming also sat up halfway and silently added in his heart: It's also for you. If I don't fight, who will protect you?