What do you want?
I want your life, give me your life.
What if I don't?
Hehe, I've never failed to get what I want!
The sharp sound of the sword cut through the air, and the surroundings were silent. Bright red blood slowly flowed down the body of the sword that was shining with the luster of a white blade. The man covered his bleeding neck, and the shadow of death enveloped him.
I don't believe it! How could I die in your hands! A fourteen-year-old girl!
The indignant roar before his death resounded through the silent sky.
However, he still fell down in the end. His huge body fell to the ground and splashed a huge amount of yellow smoke.
The girl in armor took a step closer. Seeing that person's eyes were still wide open and filled with disbelief, the girl's mouth curled into a mocking smile.
Die with grievances? Do you feel that you're not convinced that you've been defeated by a fourteen-year-old girl?
Unfortunately, I'm not a fourteen-year-old girl. I'm Feng Jiuchao! The only daughter of the General of Mujiang, Feng Jiu Chao.
Nine Dynasties ~
From afar, someone was riding a horse and bringing a large group of people over.
The general on the horse did not wait for the horse to stop before he got off.
Jiu Chao, are you alright?
Father, I'm fine. I've already taken down the thief! This battle was a complete victory! We can go back and have a celebration party!
Feng Ting followed his daughter's proud gaze and looked over. The fleeing enemy leader had fallen to the ground. Blood flowed out of his neck, dyeing the yellow soil red.
A gust of wind blew past. The battlefield was covered in yellow sand. The enemy was killed by the sword. The daughter who was not tall enough but was shining with confidence and raised her head high. The troops behind her dismounted and approached. This moment was forever frozen.
Feng Ting woke up from his dream and looked around. It wasn't a battlefield, but his room in Mi City. Out of habit, he touched his pillow. His sword was still there. He heaved a silent sigh of relief.
She dreamed of Jiu Chao again. She got out of bed and went to the water rack to wet her face with a towel.
In the dream, she was 14 years old when she went to the battlefield for the first time. That day, she returned from the battlefield to the rear camp and talked about the dangers of the battle. Although she had won a complete victory, she had still escaped from an enemy, and it was the leader. At that time, she heard it and without thinking, she snatched his sword and rode out. When he caught up to him, the person was already dead. No one knew how she had caught up to him or how she had killed him. Her daughter stood beside the corpse and calmly wiped the blood on the sword.
That expression was very calm, with a little pride and a little pleasure, but there was no fear of killing.
If she remembered correctly, that was the first time she had killed someone, and that day was the seventh day after her mother, Su Ling, was sentenced to death.
After her mother died, she grew up overnight. It was as if her mother's nature had been passed down to her.
Feng Ting put the towel on the basin, picked up his sword, and looked over with a desolate gaze. This was the sword that Jiu Chao had used back then. He still remembered that she had wiped away the blood and sheathed it before throwing it to him. She had said," It's time for me to have my own sword."
Those words were still ringing in his ears, and the sword was still in his hands, but she had already left, forever.
Feng Ting remembered that day after the court session, he couldn't hold back his excitement. He hurriedly went to Jiu Chao, who was looking at flowers, and told her that she had been conferred the title of princess and was going to marry into the State of Qin. He didn't expect that he was the one who pushed his only daughter to death.
He still remembered that the envoy who sent him off did not return for a long time. Later, there were rumors that the princess of the nine dynasties was killed. He could not believe it. That useless Emperor of the Qin Country, the husband of the Nine Dynasties, brought his soldiers and sneaked an attack on Po Mo City, which was located at the border of the two countries.
He finally believed that his daughter was gone forever.
He turned his grief into strength and volunteered to fight. Who would have thought that the useless emperor would be so good at using troops and see through his plans? He actually lost and lost three cities in a row.
If he couldn't avenge his daughter, he would be ashamed of the whole of Mujiang.
Feng Ting's eyes flashed with pain. He had only loved one woman in his life, and that woman had died in front of him. His only daughter had also died in a foreign land. He could only watch helplessly!
Feng Ting picked up a jug of wine from the table and drank it all in one gulp.
Qin Country! Betraying the alliance agreement first, harming my beloved daughter later, occupying the territory of three cities of my border! You bullied tens of thousands of our people!
And now, you are openly stationed in the city, declaring to the nine countries that you have insulted our territory!
Feng Ting drank the wine, smashed the wine pot, put on his clothes, and walked out of the house with his sword.
A dream made him recognize this reality once again. He decided that no matter what, he had to fight the Qin army. As for that unfathomable Qin General Qin Feng, he wanted to see his true face and see how he hid his strength for more than ten years to shock everyone.
Several days had passed since the battle of the three cities. If they still didn't take any action, the entire world would probably say that Feng Ting, who had never lost on the battlefield, was already in his twilight years.
Feng Ting moved extremely fast. He wanted to send a letter to the imperial court again and fight to the death with the Qin army!
Fan Bai pressed his forehead. What was wrong with him? Why was he feeling uneasy?
She looked around and saw people coming and going. Qin Feng was squatting and talking to a girl with pigtails. Imperial Physician Zhao was mixing medicine with the doctor that General Qi had invited.
After a few days of treatment, the condition of those people who had been poisoned in Fu City had eased a lot.
Ever since Qin Qi was poisoned, he had not made any other movements.
Then what was this intuition that a storm was coming?
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