Ch8 - The end of one world, the launch of another (1/2)
1.8 – The end of one world, the launch of another
translator: xiin
By the time Cong Hui entered the tent, the smell of blood had almost dissipated, but after so many years of fighting on the battlefield, he could naturally smell it. His face became ugly in an instant, let alone seeing the blood stained cloth at the head of the bed.
Xue Ling greeted him, “I thought about several more options last night. Come and help me see which one is more suitable.”
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Cong Hui’s face was blank, “Imperial Doctor Lin told me that you stayed up late again last night.”
Xue Ling laughed, “Hehe, did he go to complain? Wasn’t it just coughing up some blood this morning, he should be used to it by now.”
“Strategies and what not are not critical, what matters is your body.” Cong Hui emphasized.
He remembered this person looked like when he first saw him, his face was rosy, his pair of fox’s eyes were alluring, red robe on his body, and when he laughed, he was brilliant and alluring. During his time on the battlefield, he had lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye. His beautiful face was now left with eye-catching and some traces of the past. His lips were always pale. When he stood up, he seemed an empty rack, one can see his bones even through his clothing, making people afraid that if a sudden gust of wind came, he would be blown away.
“It’s just dying in any case, it’s good to help you out more before that happens.” Xue Ling waved his hand indifferently, “Come and see, I don’t have much time left, so I think it’s better for us to set up a plan.”
Something indecipherable flashed through Cong Hui’s eyes, he stood there for a long time, and finally could only sigh helplessly, “En…”
Right now, he can only speed up the battle, striving to win this battle before his body is completely worn down.
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Xue Ling also wants to solve it quickly. After all, the system tells him that in two days, the body will be done for, and he will leave the world automatically. Xue Ling still hadn’t thought of a way to make the general die without marrying and having children, so he no longer thought about it.
He’s already gotten the luck of one person anyway, it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t take the rest, right?
The system was shocked by his passive attitude and expressed, is this even really his host?!
Xue Ling rolled his eyes, asking him to make a man’s life unsatisfactory with no reason, someone with whom he had no grievances in the past and were not enemies in the present, according to his three views, he truly could not make a move. He could only hope that his current efforts were really useful, and the general really has some feelings towards him.
Xue Ling’s strategy was to lure the enemy in deep, and then carry out wholesale annihilation, which was difficult to implement. After finalizing the plan, with orders from Cong Hui, the troops were immediately mobilized. After that, everything was left in the hands of the general, and Xue Ling was relieved at last.
If their plan really succeeds, he should be able to witness their victory before he dies.
The battlefield is changing rapidly. Xue Ling’s plan covers almost all the risks, so the team led by Cong Hui swept all the way to the other side’s base camp and captured the opposing commander directly.
On the battlefield, there was endless cheering, but there was something wrong with Cong Hui.
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A fast horse came from behind, and the soldier was in a hurry, his face covered with tears.
He is a small soldier in charge of the safety of Xue Ling. In the past, he had always watched the military advisor assist the general and win battles, his worship of the military advisor was already imprinted in his bones. Now, with a face full of tears, he pulled on the rains, the man dropped himself directly from the horse and stumbled towards Cong Hui: “General! The military adviser! Has passed away!!!!”
His voice was not very loud amidst the surrounding cheers, but it was like a thunderstorm in Cong Hui’s ears. The joy of victory was pulled away from him at this time, he turned his body and headed for the base camp.
But no matter how fast he urges his horse, it still can’t catch up with the speed of a person’s life passing away. When Cong Hui arrives at Xue Ling’s camp, only Imperial Doctor Lin’s rueful face could be seen.
“Don’t grieve too much.” Is what the doctor said. Besides this, there was nothing else he could say.
There were no other people inside,the news of victory in the front battlefield did not seem to infect the base camp in the rear. Due to the passing away of the military advisor, many people were silent, heads hanging, faces sad.
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The soldiers who came back with the general were equally silent. This war would not have ended so soon without the military advisor. Now that the war had been won, the military advisor didn’t even have time to celebrate before passing away, no one could accept this outcome.
Although he knew there would be such a day, when Cong Hui approached him, his hand was still shaking.
The man lay quietly in bed with a smile on his face. It seemed as if everything was under control. He was obviously in the back camp, but he knew all the details clearly. Those beautiful eyes have been closed forever, face pale, lips almost bloodless.
He was already thin to the point of being able to see the cheekbones on his face, as long as he reaches out to touch, he knows that inside the clothes are empty, truly nothing but skin and bones. Being able to endure till today before finally flickering out, is also a kind of strength.
Never has Cong Hui seen a person like him, like the most dazzling of stars, suddenly shining in front of his eyes. The day of the palace examination is like the most brilliant moment in his life. And then, with their following interactions, like a stream of flowing water, he flowed slowly into his heart, and while he was completely unknowing, occupied his heart completely. As he decided, after he cared for him more and more, that after this war, regardless of the results, he has to say it clearly, that man quietly let go of the world.
His heart seems to be broken into pieces, following this person to vanish into coldness.
Cong Hui stretched out his hand and touched his face, there was still a slight temperature on his body, his eyes heated up, in these years of life, the lord had not shed a single tear, but at this moment there was no way to endure.
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He reached out and wrapped the person whose soul had already left in his arms. Tears fell, dampening his robes.
It was a long time later that people saw their general coming out of the camp.
He was still as calm as ever, without any expression on his face, but it seemed that there was something different.
“Strike the camp, we are returning in victory.” His voice was low and deep, if listening clearly, was a little hoarse.
Obviously it was a victory, but the previous warm atmosphere in the barracks was strongly oppressed.