Zhu Zhi was already bursting into tears, "Thanks to the protection of the emperor, I can finally kill the Tartars and avenge my great revenge!"

"You!" The old man looked at his beloved son and suddenly became furious, "You bastard! You bastard! You're a mother-in-law! What will I do if you die? If you don't learn from the damn good, you still want to imitate the ancient ways of cutting your face.

....."

Cursing, the old man groped around, pulled off the cloth shoes from his feet, and beat him all over his head and face.

"You don't care about your body, hair, and skin, so much!" The old man scolded while beating him, "You have such a good face, you cut it like this! We'll beat you to death for being an unfilial son! You're willing to die to show your ambition at every turn!"

Did your father give birth to you just to let you die?"

"Winning or losing is a common thing for a soldier. Next time, just fight back. Are you going to harm yourself? Are you worthy of me giving birth to you?"

Bang bang bang, Zhu Zhi didn't even hide from the old man's whipping.

Instead, he hugged the old man's thigh and cried, "Father! My son was in Liaodong, when the war was at its fiercest, and he was thinking about one thing!"

The old man's cloth shoes paused for a moment.

Zhu Zhi raised his head with tears streaming down his face, "I thought, if I can see you again before I die in battle, I will really die without regrets!"
Chapter completed!