Chu Zhao knew that this day would come.

But I never thought about what would happen to her day.

When she was with her father before, every time her father closed her eyes and fell asleep, she was so scared that her heartbeat stopped until she confirmed that her father's pulse was still moving that her heartbeat would not recover.

At this moment, she held her father's wrist and could not feel the pulse, but could only hear her heartbeat.

Zhong Changrong's voice came from far and near.

"——The general has always been relying on medicine to support his body, and there is still the last medicine left."

"I said at that time that this medicine is for emergency use. After taking it, the dead wood can rejuvenate for a moment, but it is only a moment."

"If you don't take the last medicine, the general will persist for a long time even if he is in a coma."

"The general told me before that he said that he would die on the battlefield."

Speaking of this, Zhong Changrong shed tears even more.

"Miss, please forgive me for not telling you, and I will make my own decisions."

Chu Zhao turned to look at him: "Uncle Zhong, you didn't make any decisions. This is my father's choice, look." She looked at Chu Ku again, "How happy is my father."

"The father not only died on the battlefield."

"I also fought with King Xiliang, and once again defeated King Xiliang."

"and--"

She looked at Zhong Changrong again and smiled.

"And I, I'll fight side by side with him."

"My father's last journey was full of joy."

Zhong Changrong wiped tears with his big hands and nodded: "Yes, that's right, the general is very happy. With a lady by his side, he went to the battlefield with the soldiers and defeated Xiliang again. The general has no regrets in his life."

She had no regrets. This time she rushed to her father, accompanied her father, and went to the battlefield with her father, so that her father could see her heart, knowing that this daughter was not raised in vain, and seeing how powerful she was, she was fearless, and her father would be relieved even if he left.

"The order is announced." Chu Zhao raised his hand and stroked Chu Ku's eyes, "General Wei Chu Ku, the soldiers."

Zhong Changrong hesitated and asked: "Now? Is it OK?"

Although the King of Xiliang retreated in this battle, the war has not yet ended. If Chu Ku is dead, will the morale of the army be shaken?

Chu Zhao knelt in front of his father's knees and said, "It is now that the soldiers know that the general is fighting with them and dies on the battlefield. If there is such a general, even if he is no longer there, he will be with the soldiers. Even if the King of Xiliang comes again immediately, the soldiers will be fearless."

The general used all his life's last strength to retreat to the King of Xiliang. At this time, he declared his death without panic.

Sorrow becomes strength.

Fearless and invincible.

The sad soldiers will win.

Zhong Changrong stood up and walked to the war drum in person, and beat the drum.

The soldiers and generals who were gathering and repairing were stunned when they heard the sudden drum sound. This was not a war drum, but a mourning drum. Everyone looked at the drum sound in shock. Not far away, the flag rolled, and shouts came.

"Send General Wei Chu Ku to the heroic soul!"

The soldiers on the earth rushed towards the central army like dark clouds, accompanied by thunderous shouts.

"General Wei Chu Ku!"

"Send the general's heroic soul!"

Thunder roared, and half of the sky was shaken.

Standing on the distant hillside, the originally quiet horses were turbulent, but the horses forgot to comfort the horses.

Xiaoman originally twisted and didn't look here, but turned his head and looked shocked: "Chu Ku, is he dead? Is it true or false? Is it the art of war that confuses the people of Xiliang?"

What else she wanted to say was stared at by the people around her and signaled not to speak.

Xiaoman stopped and looked at the woman in front of him.

The woman had not moved for a long time, and she was ignorant of whether it was the thunderous sound or the vibration under her feet.

The cold wind blew, and she raised her fingers, and drew a drop of pearly tears in the corner of her eyes, and gently waved them away.

"Amian, send it to the general."

......

......

Chu Ku's funeral was waiting for the end of the war, and after the court received the news, the officials came to the funeral with posthumous gifts before being officially buried.

Chu Zhao seemed very busy these two days, but he didn't seem to be busy.

She sat in her father's position and discussed the war with the generals, but she only listened and said nothing, and the specific matters were decided by Zhong Changrong.

She patrols the wounded camp and comforts the wounded.

At night, she personally inspected the camp.

Everything is like my father is still there.

Standing in the wilderness, Chu Zhao felt the cold wind, and footsteps came from behind him.

Chu Zhao didn't look back, as if he didn't notice it until the man fed him.

"The Empress is diligent in military affairs and cannot even eat food," said Xie Yan.

Chu Zhao said: "Empress is not hungry, Empress is dedicated to serving the country and the people, and drinking wind and dew is enough."

Xie Yanlai couldn't help but almost laughed out loud. This girl is like this. She can tell you unfair words anytime and anywhere, even at this time-

He put away his laughter, stood beside her, and threw something into her arms.

"If you are going to pay tribute to the Queen, please accept it with a smile," he said.

Chu Zhao picked up and opened the paper bag. Seeing that it was a roast chicken leg, she nodded and nodded: "Your dear, Ah Le, admire."

Ale responded with a smile.

Xie Yan came and didn't thank her, so she laughed dryly, turned her head to look at the dark night beside her, and the sparks of the city were dotted in the night.

The girl next to her eats chicken legs quietly.

"I feel sad and cry." Xie Yanlai suddenly said.

Chu Zhao bit the chicken leg and looked up at him, arguing vaguely: "What, I'm not sad. I said it, I've prepared it long ago."

Xie Yanlai looked down at her: "So what if you are prepared for something like the death of your parents?"

The moment I lost it was still heart-wrenching.

Preparation is just helpless, not painless.

I will not regret it, my father is happy, and I will wear these reasons as armor on my body and heart, but I will not even dare to go in the room where my father was in his lifetime.

I didn't dare to face the empty room and didn't dare to think about people I would never see again.

Under the cold moonlight, tears rolled down in the girl's eyes, and she hugged her knees and started crying silently.

Ale also started crying, wanting to complain that Xie Yanlai was really annoying. He could make the crying lady cry with just one word, but he was relieved. When the general died, the lady calmly arranged defenses against Xiliang, sent a letter to the court, preparing for the tribute, and was in order, which was admirable, but she knew that the lady was wrong in this way, and the lady's mood was not right at all.

When I was a child, I couldn’t find my father when I was playing hide-and-seek, so the lady could cry.

Now that I can never find it again, how painful will the lady feel in her heart?

But she didn't dare to say it, and didn't know how to say it.

Fortunately, Xie Yanlai, who never can speak.

He is the only one who can make the crying lady.

Ale watched Xie Yanlai turn his toes and sit down next to the lady. She let out a long sigh and retreated.

......

......

When Chu Zhao woke up, it was already dawn. She was stunned when she looked around and recognized her father's room.

She was still sleeping on the small couch beside the bed, but she was not sleeping father on the bed.

there is none left.

In this life, she has no father anymore.

Chu Zhao's heart suddenly pierced, and it hurt. She couldn't help but bent down and pressed her chest. Suddenly, the tentacles were greasy, and something rolled down from her clothes-

Half-eat chicken legs.

Chu Zhao was stunned, angry and funny: "Ale Ale."

Ale ran in from outside: "Miss, are you awake?"

Chu Zhao held the chicken legs and asked, "What's going on? It's okay if you don't change my clothes and wash me, why do you still let me sleep with my chicken legs?"

Ale laughed: "It's not my fault." She pointed to the outside world and complained, "It was Xie Yan who came to let you sleep like this and not to move."

Last night, Chu Zhao remembered that she was crying and went to bed while crying - in fact, she had never slept steadily since she met her father.

"You are asleep, Xie Yan is here to bring you back." Ale said, "I don't allow you to change clothes. I took off my cloak and took off my shoes and covered you with a quilt. I said that the rest will be discussed when I get better, this guy-"

She didn't finish her words, and there were many steps outside.

Xie Yan came in and said coldly: "What's wrong with me?"

Ale sneered and stopped talking.

Chu Zhao smiled: "I'm very good at beloved."
Chapter completed!