What is it like to die and die? Shurhazi once truly experienced the scene of hell on earth when Gule Village was broken. He witnessed it with his own eyes. He was able to escape by chance because his elder brother Nurhaci cleverly cut down a wooden house, and then they hid in the ruins, but in the end they were still found by the Ming army searching the battlefield. At that time, he thought he was dead, but he did not expect that because of his age, he was taken to Guangning with a group of surviving Jurchen teenagers.

But at that time he had not experienced the fight, but this time it was different. He saw the shiny sword passing through the human body with his own eyes, saw someone falling on the ground in front of him, saw flesh and blood flying everywhere, the sound of swords and swords fighting, the screams of desperate, and the roar of the mount... Even though he had been in this safe place for several days, he still couldn't sleep all night. Moreover, the serious injuries on his body made him completely fall into despair. You know, whether in Jianzhou or Haixi Jurchens, if you want to have absolute strength, you must at least be a person who is healthy and capable of fighting and leading troops. What is the use of a useless man?

He would rather not have Shen Yourong killed him in the chaos and saved his life than let him die like that!

"Aowoo!"

Hearing this sound, Shulhazi turned his head and found that the little tiger cub lying on the head of the bed was looking at him. Although it was a little better than his miserable appearance, the hair on Xiaohu's body became more and more messy, and there was no domineering attitude of the King of Beasts, but instead looked thin and pitiful. He smiled bitterly and moved over to hold it in his arms, but his left hand could not use force, and four fingers were missing in his right hand. He could only wrap it around with his arm and took great effort to pick it up. A few tears that he couldn't help but finally fell on Xiaohu's back.

His father died. Although Hetuara City broke Zhangjia City, it was already incompatible with the other four cities. When he entered the Yafu Pass, he heard others say that Mafa and his elder brother were killed by themselves! Since his biological mother Xitala died, the most important people in his life were all dead like a curse, leaving only a useless man like him. What should he do? He thought about taking a hunger strike, but the little tiger cub beside him screamed and licked him with his rough tongue, as if he was afraid that he would leave him. But now, what is the meaning of his life?

"Aowu..."

Hearing this sound again, Shulhazi couldn't help but raise his right arm to wipe his tears. When he raised his head, he found someone standing outside the door. He squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while before he recognized that it was Wang Fulin. He immediately bit his lips tightly. After a while, he said hoarsely: "Everyone is dead, just kill me, please hurry up. Anyway, I am a useless person, and it's useless to raise it."

Wang Fulin once ordered Li Erlong to kill Shurhaqi before returning to Fushun Pass, but Li Erlong did not do it. Shen Yourong tried his best to rescue the person. He was naturally shocked and angry when he heard the news before. But when he saw the little guy who looked more like a reed stick than before, he saw his right hand that was completely bare except for a thumb and his soft and drooping left arm, his only murderous intent disappeared into the air without realizing it.

The father and son of the Li family were only for the sake of interests. Nurhaci and Juechang'an are now dead together. Hetuala is in chaos, and the six big cities that claim to be the Six Belles of Ningguta are in a period of chaos. Although the Liaodong General Office can support people to come to power, in such a broken situation, the already disabled Shurhaci has undoubtedly lost the value of exploitation. Therefore, this hero who once had a glorious history and was second only to Nurhaci is no longer able to reach the peak. He is just a desperate and lonely child.

"I will tell Zhang's office that in the future, I will place the place where the Han slaves in Liaodong who escaped from the enemy, give you houses, fields, and grain and rice. You can bring this king of beasts whom I have saved to the death and live your life."

After saying this, Wang Fulin turned around and left, but as soon as he left the door, he heard a voice coming from behind: "My elder brother is really dead? Is it really my Mafa who killed him?"

"That's right." Wang Fulin stopped and said without looking back, "You Mafa originally wanted to kill him, so he used words to stimulate him to do something. He wore a close-fitting soft armor and was hit hard, and then he wanted to kill him and cut off the troubles. Unexpectedly, your elder brother fought his life and pulled him down. After all, when the grandfather and father didn't know how kind he was, he only regarded his children and grandchildren as something he could do, and of course he would not have any filial piety and obedience. Your grandfather and eldest brother's body had been escorted back, and I don't know if there was a mess near Hetuala, and if they could arrive safely for burial."

"He...hehe, hehehehe..."

There was an uncontrollable laughter coming from the room, but the laughter was filled with sadness and despair, and it seemed like a heart-wrenching cry, and there was a terrifying chill.

Wang Fulin forced himself to forget the laughter that seemed to be wailing, and went to the room where the two coffins of Zhong Nanfeng and Shen Hu were stored. Because the season was wrong, they were not important people. The anti-corrosion was probably just a hasty thing, and there was an extremely unpleasant smell in the room. But standing in front of the two thin coffins, he seemed to be unable to smell the stench of the retreating corpse, and he could not move his footsteps for a long time.

I don’t know how long it took, but he whispered: “If you hadn’t been your hard work, there would be no result now. No matter what result I would end up with this incident, I will find a way to write down the bloody battle today and spread it to every place in the world, so that everyone can remember you. Heroes don’t ask where they come from, you are all heroes. Zhong Nanfeng, after I go back, I will tell you the brothers in Hangzhou, tell them that you fought Japanese pirates back then, and now you have saved the captured Han slaves from the Jurchens outside the pass. You are a real hero!”

When Wang Fulin arrived at the garrison palace in this circle, it was already an hour later. He asked the person and went straight to Shen Yourong's house. He heard a snap as soon as he arrived at the door. He was shocked. How long has it been, Shen Maoxue actually took out his uncle's airs to beat his nephew? He quickly coughed heavily, knocked on the door and pushed the door in, and found that Shen Yourong was really covering his face, and Shen Maoxue was standing there, trembling with anger. He was shocked and hurriedly walked forward.

"What's going on?"

"Shiqing, scold this guy for me! His wings are so hard that he is so amazing that he actually wants to break off the engagement!"

"Uncle, I obviously don't mean this! If I want to stay in Liaodong in the future, why do I need to let her leave my hometown if I am used to the waters and soil of Jiangnan? And the scar on my face will definitely scare people... Brother Wang, tell me, I really don't mean to look down on people..."

When Wang Fulin saw Chen Yourong sweating profusely, he saw clearly the scar on his left cheek. Compared to Zhao Sanmazi's completely distorted knife, Chen Yourong's scar is nothing, but it only adds a bit of fierceness to his originally handsome temperament. However, Chen Yourong's statement that he wanted to stay in Liaodong is indeed a big deal. Not to mention that this matter involves civil and military status, is it easy to operate? Just say that Nanzhili is thousands of miles away from Liaodong. With the name of Shen family in Xuancheng, Chen Yourong's fiancée must be a family of gentry. How can he let his daughter marry far away and go to such a bitter and cold place with her husband?

But no matter what, he still felt that Chen Maoxue's slap was a bit too much, and he couldn't help but turn his head and glanced at Chen Maoxue with a reproachful look. Chen Yourong even got a knife on the face like this, and the injuries on his body can be imagined. What should I say to say, and I have to raise my hand or slap someone?

Chen Maoxue could not see what Wang Fulin meant. He sighed: "Shiqing, even if Shi Hong said it for the sake of others' good, the word "break-up" is a very wrong thing! His fiancée is his grandfather, that is, my father made it for him in his early years. The lady now has both parents and is living under someone else's roof. If my Shen family breaks the engagement, what will you do if you ask? Moreover, if you don't ask, how can you know that she is unwilling to follow you to Liaodong to endure hardships? She has grown so old and talks to herself. Before, she knew to kill first and then report to see how long it will take for your head to grow hair well. If your father wants to be an expert in law after he goes back, I will not help you stop him!"

Chen Yourong's fiancée was in such a situation. Only then did Wang Fulin understand why Chen Maoxue was so angry and replaced by a spoiled wealthy daughter. Perhaps in the face of such a break-up, he agreed half-spokenly. Therefore, seeing Chen Yourong drooping his head and not making a sound, of course he would not help Chen Maoxue curse. As soon as he sat on the bed, he asked, "Besides the injury on his face, what else was injured on his body?"

"It's okay, I'm in good health, Brother Wang, look..."

After experiencing a life and death, Chen Yourong's name for Wang Fulin changed unconsciously. At this time, he stretched out his arm and gestured twice, trying to show his strength, but then he grinned and tried hard to endure the pain. But what he unexpectedly expected was that Wang Fulin directly reached out and took off the white middle cloak on his body.

I saw that he was wrapped in white cotton cloth from his chest to his arms. Although there was no trace of blood in his eyes, it had been several days after all. There should have been a few batches of cotton cloth when changing the dressing. Just looking at the large-scale bandage method, you will know that the injury was definitely not as optimistic as Chen Yourong showed.

"Brother Wang, why are you like your uncle? You can do this trick without even saying a word."

Chen Yourong was embarrassed and quickly wanted to pull the clothes, but when he tried his best, he couldn't help but feel ache. In the end, Chen Maoxue couldn't stand it, so he put his middle clothes on again, and then he pointed a few fingers on his forehead: "Next time if you show off like this, I will break your legs first to see if you can run out."

"No, no, no, no!"
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