There is a word called "the end of heroes". Li Hanqing knew that there was such a word for a long time.

However, he is not a hero, and he has never seen the end of a hero. This word is rarely used for him, and he almost never thinks about it, and has always been unfamiliar.

It was not until this moment that when he saw the cavalry commander Yao Zhongyi lying in front of him, he finally remembered this word again - the end of heroes!

The end of the hero... There is nowhere to talk about desolation!

"Xing...Xingba,"

Yao Zhongyi naturally didn't know what Li Hanqing was thinking, and shouted like a mosquito and flies and ordered Yao Xingba, "Memorial."

“Memorial…”

Yao Xingba was stunned and quickly freed up a hand. From the gap in the armor, he slowly reached into Yao Zhongyi's chest. He carefully took out a letter sealed by the red lacquer and handed it to Yao Zhongyi, "Sir, here!"

"Leave it to history."

Yao Zhongyi looked at the letter, then moved his eyes hard and looked at Li Hanqing. He suddenly widened his eyes as if he was looking back, and looked at Li Hanqing steadily, with his eyes curled up, and finally a little more strength was added in his voice, "Take it out! Must take it out...take it out..."

As he said that, Yao Zhongyi's eyes became wider and wider, and suddenly a murmur sounded like a broken bellows in his throat, "Look...hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...hu..."

Yao Zhongyi was still staring at Li Hanqing with a straight look, but his eyes gradually dimmed. His lips, which were gently opened and closed like a dying fish, suddenly closed weakly.

Dead?

Li Hanqing stared at Yao Zhongyi's slowly solidified eyes in a daze, and suddenly remembered his father when he was dying.

At that time, my father's eyes were like this... full of nostalgia and reluctance!

"Li...historical,"

Yao Xingba stuffed the red lacquer envelope in his hand to the dazed and lost Li Hanqing. A hint of crying flashed in his voice, and then he became solemn again, "Do you know why sir entrusted this memorial to you?"

"Well……"

Li Hanqing was stunned and fell into the red lacquer envelope, a little confused, "Why?"

"because……"

Yao Xingba stared at Li Hanqing tightly, his eyes were red, and his dark face stained with blood was full of solemnity, "Among us, you are the one who is most likely to go out alive!"

As he said that, Yao Xingba paused, and when he spoke again, he almost paused word by word. "Now, you should know how important this memorial is, right?"

"Understood!"

Li Hanqing was shocked and quickly looked solemn, "Brother Yao don't worry, if you are there, your letter will be there!"

"No!"

Yao Xingba's voice sank, "People must be there, and faith must be there!"

"yes!"

Li Hanqing quickly agreed, but felt that the letter in his hand was heavy.

"Go back to bed first!"

Seeing that Li Hanqing agreed solemnly, Yao Xingba relaxed his expression and waved his hand at him, "Tomorrow, I will make a war horse for you."

"Well……"

Li Hanqing, who was about to turn around and leave, was stunned, and then smiled and shook his head, "Brother Yao, I can still leave by myself!"

"Well……"

Yao Xingba was stunned and waved his hand without comment, "Let's go!"

"Then I'll go back first."

Li Hanqing quickly turned around and left, but as soon as he walked out of the tent, he heard Yao Xingba's cry suddenly sounding behind him.

"grown ups……"

The crying was hoarse and depressing. Li Hanqing only vaguely heard these two words, but suddenly felt a soreness on his nose, froze, and couldn't help looking back.

In the dimly lit tent, Yao Xingba was kneeling beside Yao Zhongyi's body, lying on the ground and crying. The huge burly man was trembling all over.

"Yao..."

Li Hanqing lifted the curtain and wanted to comfort him, but he felt his throat was blocked and he couldn't speak at all.

However, Yao Zhongyi heard the movement behind him, and quickly knelt straight, said "Go back", and ignored Li Hanqing, lowered his head, and tidied up the felt blanket wrapped around Yao Zhongyi, with gentle movements and concentrated expressions.

Li Hanqing did not move, but just stared at the dim lantern tent, his vision slowly blurred.

In the tent, Yao Xingba seemed to have forgotten Li Hanqing, carefully sorted out the felt blanket wrapped around Yao Zhongyi, and then picked up a bundle of ropes from the side. The ropes seemed to be connected with two horse reins, which looked a big circle.

After taking the rope, Yao Xingba found out the rope head and carefully lifted Yao Zhongyi's legs, which had been wrapped tightly, and then walked the rope head over, then walked around, continued to lift, continued to penetrate, and continued to wrap up, legs, waist, abdomen, upper body... wrapped around the circle, the movement was a little difficult, but it was meticulous.

die on the battlefield!

Another word that I had never been familiar with jumped into Li Hanqing's already a little slow mind.

The end of the hero...

die on the battlefield!

Li Hanqing felt sad and put down the curtain and hurried away, as if he was running away in a deserted state, just like he was leaving a small pit.

The crescent moon is like a hook, with stars dotted. Looking around, the grassland with hazy snow is vast and boundless, but Li Hanqing's heart is only melancholy that cannot be dispelled.

He suddenly wanted to see Xue Kang and Luo Gang who were already seriously injured, and also wanted to see if Lu Chen and Hou Jinshan were safe. However, after hesitating for a while, he only shook his head and cursed with a wry smile, "I'm so worried..."

My heart is getting softer and softer?

With a secret sarcasm, Li Hanqing turned around and headed towards the small pit where he and Xue Tao were sleeping.

The light of stars and moon shone in the small pit was hazy, and Xue Tao was curled up in the corner and slept soundly. When Li Hanqing heard the snoring sound that was gently echoing in the pit, he finally felt better.

It seems that there is still salvation!

He gently straightened Xue Tao's legs, and Li Hanqing squeezed to the side and lay down, looking at the stars in the sky, but couldn't sleep anymore.

“Um…”

Xue Tao murmured in his dream and urged into Li Hanqing's arms again.

This time, Li Hanqing gently hugged him without any distractions.

Brother Pao Ze, shouldn’t we just call the group to keep warm on the cold night?

Perhaps there was a Xue Tao in his arms, or perhaps because his body and mind were completely relaxed, Li Hanqing quickly said in a daze.

I have no dreams all night and sleep until dawn.

It's dawn, and the road has to continue.

The camp became noisy. Li Hanqing woke up from his dream, but saw Xue Tao sitting beside the wall of the pit, staring at him in a daze.

"woke up?"

Li Hanqing smiled at him and was about to turn over and sit up, but found that he was covered with two felt blankets.

"I... that..."

Xue Tao had already come back to his senses. For some reason, he was a little panicked. Seeing Li Hanqing lowering his head to look at the felt blanket on his body, he quickly got up and went out of the pit, "I'll go for dinner first..."

"Well……"

Li Hanqing was stunned for a moment, a little confused, so he had to get up and pack the felt blanket and headed to the bonfire. There was a faint fragrance of millet floating there, and the porridge was already cooked.

The hot millet porridge was very fragrant when it was drunk on this biting cold morning, but Li Hanqing always felt that Han Tinghu would glance at him from time to time, and his eyes were a little strange.

"Brother Han,"

When Han Tinghu glanced at him again, Li Hanqing suddenly looked up and smiled at him, "What? Is there a flower on my face?"

"Well……"

Han Tinghu stopped and laughed a little embarrassedly, "No...it's...it's that..."

As he said that, Han Tinghu looked at Xue Tao, who had been lowering his head to drink porridge all the time, and his words became smoother, "Xue Tao... I'm thankful for my brother's care so quickly, thank you for your hard work!"

"oh,"

Li Hanqing looked suddenly and smiled brightly, "After saying this, Brother Han really has to thank me well, otherwise you would have to carry Brother Xue Tao on your back this morning..."

"I'm fine!"

Before Li Hanqing finished speaking, Xue Tao, who had been lowering his head to drink porridge, suddenly raised his head and looked at the two of them with a huff, "Can you leave..."

"hehe……"

Han Tinghu hurriedly laughed, "Yes, yes... Brother Xue Tao can leave by himself!"

"Well……"

Li Hanqing was stunned, looking at Xue Tao and looking at Han Tinghu with a confused look on his face, "Brother Han, you are really ready to be lazy! Xue Tao is just right now, and she is still a little weak..."

"I can leave myself!"

Before Li Hanqing finished speaking, Xue Tao stood up and left with a hint of shame.

"hehe……"
To be continued...