The dark sky reflected the blood-red hills covered in corpses.
The heavy clouds were like the lingering haze and nightmare in everyone's heart, unable to dissipate.
The golden sun was shrouded in gray clouds, and only a few strands of gloomy light shone on the ground.
There was no wind flowing in the sky, just like his suffocating heart, unable to breathe.
War symbolized death and was incomparably cruel.
When one died on the battlefield, their lives were like raindrops falling onto the ground without leaving a trace. No one cared about them, and even their souls could not return to their hometown.
"I want to live!"
Lu Yu slowly pulled his body out of the pile of corpses with difficulty and slowly crawled forward.
His eyes were blurry and he could not exert any strength. The blood in his body seemed to have been sucked dry, leaving only an empty corpse. Lu Yu could only smell the blood around him and the dazzling dark light.
This was the only hint that he was still alive.
Pursuing the right to live was the last prayer before death, and also the only life-saving straw.
If even this glimmer of hope is cut off
However, when he looked back, he saw that there were piles of bones, and there was even blood that had not dried up. Perhaps, they still retained the temperature of their lives.
A short moment ago, they were living beings
Suddenly, Lu Yu stopped crawling. Death and survival were like two little people that kept revolving in his mind.
Should he tragically accept the fate of death, or pursue the unreachable survival?
Who can tell me?
"Do you want to live? Follow me closely!"
Just as he was about to fall into the endless abyss, a sonorous voice like armor resounded clearly in his ears.
Time seemed to have stopped. The crimson figure appeared out of thin air in front of him, as hard as an insurmountable steel wall.
The wind began to flow again, and the clouds rolled. Golden sunlight passed through the gaps in the clouds and poured down.
The fortitude that did not belong to a beauty was on her tender face.
The toughness and softness, the invincible posture, and the infinite awe-inspiring aura, even if they had fallen into hell, it would still vividly remind Lu Yu of it.
.......
War was cruel.
As long as there was smoke, there would be a haze of despair. The shadow of death would eventually devour everything.
When people were killed, they would die. This was a simple principle that Hua Mulan knew very well when she first joined the army.
However, she was not afraid of death. In her sincere eyes, there was a light that could light up all darkness.
Unmovable like a mountain, swift and fierce like fire, no one could see it, no one could resist it.
In the beginning, perhaps no one would have thought that this hero on the battlefield was actually a woman.
However, perhaps from the beginning, Hua Mulan was also troubled by her identity as a woman?
It was a man's duty to fight on the battlefield. It had nothing to do with women.
However, Hua Mulan had relied on her own strength and conviction to break this rotten concept and successfully make many people accept her.
Looking at the rare smiles on the faces of the people and merchants in the desert, Hua Mulan felt that everything she had done must have paid off.
However, despite gaining fame and victory on the battlefield, there was still a gap in Hua Mulan's heart that was difficult to fill.
Every time the sun set or the sun rose, she would come to the Great Wall and stare at the setting sun and the rising sun.
The boundless horizon was extremely dazzling under the sunlight, making people feel lost.
In the depths of his soul, there seemed to be a young sprout, just like how he was still a child, longing for a beautiful future.
Women were women after all. They shouldn't just fight on the battlefield. After all, she had what she needed.
but. If one was too far away from home, they would forget their hometown. If they killed too many people, they would forget themselves.
Where was his hometown? Where was his true self?
When the war came, Hua Mulan had never really thought deeply about these problems.
There were only two paths left for him-the Great Wall was destroyed, and he would die with it, or the Great Wall was still standing, and he would continue to live.
Perhaps, his true self and the little wish in his heart had long been extinguished by the flames of war?
He only had one goal left---
They would protect the safety of the Great Wall with their lives.
The smoke that filled the sky was like an enemy that was heading toward the Great Wall. The battle had never stopped.
He took a deep breath. Even though the air had become turbid because of the flames of war, he might not be able to remember the air at this moment at any time.
Raising their heavy swords, Hua Mulan and the Great Wall Guards once again welcomed the enemy's frenzied attacks.
Burning smoke, cold weapons, hard armor, and merciless sword light.
The only thing that remained in his blood was this cold substance. Gradually, even his blood seemed to turn cold and eventually become a blood-sucking machine.
"Phew!"
Finally, when the heavy fog gradually dispersed, Hua Mulan also exhaled a white breath.
After a deathly stillness that seemed to freeze, she stood up straight again.
As the sun rose, the stagnant wind began to flow again.
The Great Wall stood tall like a steel giant.
However, those who had already died could no longer wake up.
The sand that buried them would eventually drift with the wind in the desert to their former hometown, right?
Narrowing her eyes, Hua Mulan's silver helmet had already been shattered. She allowed the flying sand to ruffle her long crimson hair.
Even though he was trying his best to support his body with the heavy sword, the feeling of being on the verge of collapse was as heavy as steel.
As expected, he would die too.
The moment his blood ran out, he would become one of the corpses that piled up like a mountain.
A bitter smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he was somewhat helpless.
He had already fulfilled his duty as a general. The Great Wall did not fall.
It was a pity that in his heart, that tiny bit of hope had sprouted, and it had never even taken shape.
His body was about to collapse, and even his firm eyes gradually became unfocused.
"Bang!"
With a soft sound, Hua Mulan was a little surprised. What greeted her was not roasted sand.
It was a soft and warm embrace.
"You protect the Great Wall, and I'll protect you.”
When those gentle words slowly flowed into her heart like a warm current, Hua Mulan also smiled.
The bud in his heart and that small wish were gradually taking shape.
Perhaps, this was exactly what he needed. When the sun was setting, it was so far away and yet so close.
The haze of war was gradually dissipating with the infusion of warmth.
The hope of continuing to live grew stronger once again.
This was the two of them saving each other and protecting each other.
If one was too far away from home, they would forget their hometown. If they killed too many people, they would forget themselves. Dying on the battlefield, life fell like rain onto the ground without leaving a trace. If he fell in love with someone at that time, hope would bloom from the soil and embrace life warmly.
Even though his body was lost in the chaotic space and time, his heart was connected to each other like a bond, indestructible.
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