Chapter 503: His Demise (2/2)
Han Sanhe chuckled ”Young Master Yun is a royal descendant, your nobility goes without saying There will be no one else in this world who can have a reed to it, it shows justice even rets”
”Thank you, Marshal Fu, thank you Young Master Yun, for your kind fulfillratitude
Before the words could even echo, he took a few steps back and turned around Looking at the Dongxuan army who's faces were anxious and worried, as about to charge out, Han Sanhe commanded loudly, ”Attention to my command!”
”Yes!”
”Withdraw the arht to the capital This ill be abandoned here and now This order is effective as of now”
After he delivered his coripped tightly in his hand; determination etched on his face
”Teacher!”
Zhan Ge was shocked seeing theabout the military co rapidly across the sky, the wintery wind still billowing all around Han Sanhe's robe fluttered amidst the cold air as if he was about to leave with the wind
Upon seeing Zhan Ge rushi+ng forward, Han Sanhe waved his hand gently Though it was only a gentle action, Zhan Ge looked like he was struck by a bolt of lightning, halting his sprint abruptly He eyes were filled with tears, calling out in grief, ”Teacher…”
Han Sanhe s, ”One wars in his lifetime between heaven and earth, one command as heavy as a mountain, able to kill plenty; one battles all year round feeding on snow, my homeland is unreachable in decades; one ends affairs of the world for the emperor, the bold vision to conquer lands…”
A forlorn look ca, ”It's endurable to cook the hound once the hares are bagged, it's without regrets that the bow is kept once all the birds are shot; one only laments the cold distance between an emperor and an official before the ambition is achieved The army sets off thousands of ht battles in arood and bad they are all wiped out, and the territory is vast from now on It's hard to recall the prime, the old man tears without words; this life is returned to the world today, let it be returned wrapped in horsehide One enlists since youth, but this stage is inevitable still”
Han Sanhe heaved a long sigh facing the sky, calling out melancholically, ”Oh, Your Majesty…”
He did not finish his words
A sudden flash of sword light, a flash of blood
Cri mountains and rivers
Han Sanhe held his sword in one hand as he stood between heaven and earth, in front of two arain
The God of War left the world at that moment
”Teacher…”
Zhan Ge cried out wretchedly, kneeling down like he had lost a part of his soul, wailing
”Marshal!”
Cries erupted fro openly
Yun Yang and Fu Baoguo could not help but sigh inwardly looking at Han Sanhe's body
His breathing had stopped, life had left his body, but Han Sanhe re His expression was indifferent, his eyes still looking forward as if he was sht hand was glea, stained with fresh blood
In spite of all that, the aura being exuded by his standing body was still that of the God of War as strategizing and giving commands in the marshal tent!