Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

After Zong Ruichen finished speaking, there was a long silence outside the military camp.

Because he had something on his mind, he nervously looked around, and after confirming that all those people were called away by Fang Cai Zongluo, he whispered: "Third brother...Actually, that matter... ...I see."

Zong Ruichen didn't dare to look up at Zong Luo's face, and he also missed that after he just finished talking about the conditions for the activation of the crossbow, the white-clothed prince's expression instantly solidified: "The third brother is not my real brother... I know. "

Zong Luo, who was in a daze, suddenly widened his eyes.

"When I was in the prison, Zong Cheng incited me and wanted to use my hand to get rid of the King of Beining. At that moment, I was actually very angry. But in order to get revenge on the King of Beining, he asked me to take him with me. within the range of the Divine Machine Crossbow."

Zong Ruichen is not a fool, on the contrary, Zong Luo has praised him for being smart.

Even if Zong Chengsi desperately asked Zong Ruichen to lead Yu Beizhou into the range of the God Machine Crossbow, even if he couldn't figure out at that time, after Ye Linghan sent a secret letter and explained the conditions of the God Machine Crossbow in detail, he could guess some clues. .

The target of the God Machine Crossbow needs the blood of the blood relatives.

The blood of close relatives must be siblings or immediate parents.

Witchcraft cannot be inferred from common sense, which is the same as why the Witchcraft Ceremony can detect that Zongluo is not the blood of Emperor Yuan. It's just that the bloodline is used for targeted positioning. In fact, the principle is even simpler than the witch sacrifice ceremony of the great witch.

The urgent report from the Imperial City came, and the dead men of Wei State attacked the Imperial Palace and the Palace of the Sixth Prince at the same time. As for the Fifth Prince's Mansion, because it is heavily guarded, it is not their primary goal. It seems to be the assassination of Emperor Yuan, but in fact it is just a cover. After all, everyone in the world knows that Emperor Yuan is excellent in martial arts. It's just to cover the dead man who got the blood of the sixth prince from the sixth prince's mansion and retreated.

With this blood, Wei Guo could shoot the prince and the eighth prince.

Of course, no one would want to shoot the powerless eighth prince. Whether he dies or not has little to do with the two countries, only the life of the Prince of Great Yuan is the top priority.

Wei Guo was determined to shoot the Prince of Great Yuan at the forefront.

In addition, Zong Ruichen also dreamed of his previous life.

He not only dreamed of his own death in the previous life, but also noticed some different information revealed in the dream.

For example, someone in the dream said that after the ceremony of the witch sacrifice, Emperor Yuan was furious, and the three emperors were sent to the border for no reason.

For another example, just mentioning the third prince, Emperor Yuan ordered that the talkative servant be beaten to death.

In this same life, the obvious favor of the father to the three emperors was completely different.

And his dream... is obviously not just an ordinary dream, otherwise at the father's birthday banquet, the three emperors would not be so anxious, not only told Ye Linghan to protect him, but also set a Less backhand. As if to treat it as if it was about to happen.

Because of his admiration for the third brother, Zong Ruichen can naturally not think about these reasons.

He knew that the third brother would not harm him.

But that doesn't mean Zong Ruichen doesn't know anything about it.

"And I also guessed that the third brother should also know about this, and he will be dead overnight."

Zong Ruichen followed Zong Luo all the time, except for the first battle at Hanmenguan, he didn't follow him, and when he came back, he could see his third brother's struggle, pain, and even numbness.

At the same time, the King of Beining was in a good mood. In addition to the clues revealed by Zong Chengsi, what else does Zong Ruichen not understand?

"When I was in the right camp, I deliberately didn't say the conditions for the activation of the crossbow."

Zong Ruichen drooped his head: "I know that the Yu family is the main culprit in destroying the Rong family, but at that time, my grandmother warned me that it is more important to do my best in the matter of family feud and protect myself, because I am the last living bloodline of the Rong family. ."

So at the beginning, he was not prepared to listen to Zong Chengsi's nonsense.

Until he discovered the secret and made up his mind to help Zongluo kill people.

"But... Third brother, I know it's wrong to do this, it's treason. I also know that third brother may be very disappointed in me when he finds out about this, and I'm willing to suffer any crime... But I can't lose the third brother... If this matter is known to the emperor, I will lose the third brother forever!"

"And the King of Beining is the enemy of the third brother. He treats you like this... The third brother is not willing to do anything to him, it is better..."

Might as well let him die on the front line.

Zong Luo understood the meaning of Zong Ruichen's last sentence, and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

Little bits of scarlet blood sputtered out, soaking the plain white front, like red plum falling into snow.

Zong Ruichen was startled: "Third Brother—!"

He was already uneasy in his heart, and he was full of guilt when he saw this scene.

"...It's not your fault." The prince in white waved tiredly, rejecting Zong Ruichen's touch.

Yes, how can Zong Ruichen be blamed for this?

In Zong Ruichen's eyes, he and Yu Beizhou were just a pair of eternal enemies. Or, in the eyes of everyone, they are.

Zong Ruichen knew that he was not of the blood of the Zong family, but he was still willing to recognize his brother. Even in order for him to conceal what happened next, he did not hesitate to stain his hands with blood, and to get rid of the hidden danger of Yu Beizhou.

Since he could guess Zong Luo's identity, Zong Ruichen naturally couldn't guess that Yu Beizhou was his biological brother, but he didn't hesitate at all when he did it.

What else could Zongluo say, boasting about the traditional virtues of the Zong family and their merciless approach to brothers? There are so many late emperors and Yuandi Zhuyu before, and Yu Beizhou in the previous life killed the killer's feet. Now Zong Ruichen does not hesitate to shut up his real brother forever for a nominal outsider.

From Zong Ruichen's point of view, he did nothing wrong.

This younger brother, raised by him for this purpose, is indeed more affectionate than his own brother.

However, no one thought that Zongluo had feelings for Yu Beizhou.

This becomes the only variable.

Zongluo called Zhao Yebai and got on the horse silently.

"Third brother! What are you doing!" Seeing him like this, Zong Ruichen panicked: "There is already a fight in the right camp, and the prince cannot appear on the battlefield!"

He knew that his third brother was the most handsome.

But that was the King of Beining, the madman who brought endless pain to the third brother, even played badly, put all this on the third brother, and admired the pain of the third brother!

Zong Ruichen didn't understand why Yu Beizhou treated his third brother so much, and his third brother had to save him by cutting meat and feeding eagles.

"Xiao Ba, you don't understand."

The white-clothed prince's smile is uglier than crying: "If I don't save him, then I really owe him a lifetime."

Yu Beizhou knew that he was not the original owner, but he still hated him tirelessly.

Just like Zong Luo clearly knew that Yu Beizhou had not actually hurt him, but he could forgive those people in his previous life, but he couldn't forgive him.

Emotional things, what's the point.

How funny, the death calamity that Tai Wu said was actually blocked for him.

Yu Beizhou had to pay for his status as a prince, and he had to pay with his life.

But Zongluo could no longer owe Yu Beizhou a life. He can't afford it.

After that, Zong Luo never went to see Zong Ruichen again.

He pulled down his helmet and charged towards the road he came from, like an arrow from the string.

Looking blankly at the figure of the third brother disappearing into the distance, Zong Ruichen felt a deep panic in his heart.

When he made this decision, he knew that he was treason, but he did not hesitate.

However, when Brother Sanhuang really said that he was not wrong, for the first time, he felt that his decision was outrageously wrong.

......

"Whoohoo-"

The sound of the strong wind blew past Zongluo's ear.

At the end of the horizon, the sky was already dimly lit.

As far as the field of vision can be seen, there are fires of war and gunpowder everywhere, shouting constantly.

The war has started.

If you want to return to the right battalion from the middle battalion, you must pass through at least three fronts that are undergoing intense exchanges of fire.

In the distance, Zongluo saw the flag of the enemy Weiguo.

He took a deep breath and slowly pulled out Zhan Lu on the horseback.

"what is that?!"

"Zhaoyebai! That's His Royal Highness's horse!"

The Dayuan soldiers who were fighting saw the snow-white horse.

Its figure is smooth and graceful, as beautiful as the mount of the legendary fairy.

Zhan Lu's translucent sword body reflected the rising sun, like a lonely knife, piercing the enemy's army single-handedly, tearing the front line abruptly.

Blood bloomed on the tip of the sword, beautifully framing a painting.

"Your Highness!"

The generals who were commanding on the battlefield were almost out of breath when they saw it.

No one could understand why the prince, who had been evacuated from the right camp to the middle camp, suddenly rushed into the battlefield regardless of the overall situation.

Yes, regardless of the big picture.

The battlefield is changing rapidly. As the main general, disregarding the overall situation is a death penalty.

Zong Luo thought that all the madness in his life might have been thrown on Yu Beizhou.

At this moment, he is not the Prince of Great Yuan, just an ordinary person.

Fuck Prince Obuchi. He's not a prince at all.

No one knows better than him that a lone ghost is a lone ghost.

From Zhongying to Youying, Zongluo walked for an hour when he left.

It took three hours to go back again.

The sky is getting darker.

There is no sun today, everything is lead-grey, and the earth is ablaze with fire.

Zongluo didn't remember how many necks his Zhan Lu had slashed, how many hard armors had been pierced by the tip of his sword like iron, and even the helmet he was wearing had fallen off, revealing his long snow-white hair. The white jade-like cheeks were stained with bloodstains, and they were embarrassed.

If it wasn't for Zhao Yebai going fast, and there were generals to help cover the way, I'm afraid he didn't get here so quickly.

finally.

In the boundary filled with corpses and gunpowder, he saw the familiar red.

The latter stood on numerous hills stacked from corpses, and the surrounding ground was full of broken swords, spears, swords, and halberds. He stood there proudly, carrying Tai Ah, who was washed with blood. The red clothes on his body were torn and full of bloodstains.

About a few minutes ago, the God Machine Crossbow, which had been gaining momentum for a long time, was activated, piercing the sky, and accurately piercing Yu Beizhou's heart.

He killed all the people in the vicinity, and even the initiator of the God Machine Crossbow sacrificed his body to the crossbow, watching the arrows go out happily before dying.

In the previous life, when Yu Beizhou still had luck, the Divine Crossbow failed to start successfully.

Obviously, he did not have such good luck in this life.

"Ah, brother, you are here."

Hearing the sound of hooves, Yu Beizhou finally turned around.

His smile was sweet, like the joy of seeing a long-cherished lover, as if the person whose heart was pierced by a three-fingered arrow was not him.

Yu Beizhou looked at Zong Luo and raised a big smile: "...Can you forgive me?"