Chapter 292 Two Sad People

Sima Yi's words shocked all the famous ministers present.

At this moment, everyone fell into the extremely cold bottomless abyss, allowing their lives to falter, but they were in pain and unable to save them.

After a moment of silence, the crowd dispersed.

The panicked ministers ran around, trying to find a way to escape. A large battleship was in a mess, and hysterical screams were heard from time to time.

It's just that the only walker has left, and those hateful soldiers not only smashed through the hull, but also destroyed the rudder and sails.

At this time, the fighting ship, which has lost its power and control, can only follow the waves, sinking and drifting towards the downstream.

Not far away, several warships silently "escort" the wrecked ship. Obviously, they wanted to be sure of the sinking of the ship.

"Help, help--"

"We are here, come on!"

These famous ministers, who originally thought of being elegant and noble, are now facing the approach of death, but many people are so scared that they lie on the ship and ask for help from those who want their lives.

"It's really ironic that our company's Ma Yi will be with these wastes..."

Looking at these colleagues who were screaming around, Sima Yi sighed helplessly but contemptuously. He only felt that his legs were weak and staggered to the bow of the ship. He supported it with both hands to stabilize the fragile body.

His pale face turned to the north bank, and his eyes passed through the vastness. He seemed to be able to see a pair of cold eyes. At this moment, he was staring at him coldly with a proud but cruel look.

Liu Feng's young face, like the devil's face, filled his vision unscrupulously, which made him feel ashamed and annoyed, and his chest was so stuffy that he could hardly breathe.

"Why did you kill us? You don't have enough reasons at all. Why, why did you do this..."

Sima Yi asked the shadow of the void again and again, but he could not guess the real purpose of that person.

With a click, the turbulent river will rush into the hole bigger and bigger. Because of the sharp water flow, the ship not only accelerated the sinking speed, but also the bow began to rise.

Sima Yi instinctively grabbed the bow.

Those famous ministers felt the change of the hull and rushed to the bow one after another, but you pushed me, and most of the people had no time to climb to the bow and slid along the sloping deck to the stern.

These people who slid into the stern either crashed directly into the river and were swallowed by the rolling rapids, or directly smashed into pieces and died.

"Zhong Da, we are going to die here today."

Jiang Ji, who had fast legs, came to Sima Yi's side desperately and delayed the time he fell into the water for a moment.

Sima Yi looked down at those colleagues who kept losing their lives. At this time, his heart was bleeding.

No one dies. Sima Yi is not afraid of death. What really makes him feel uncomfortable is that he was killed by this humiliating means after being fooled by Liu Feng.

Betraying Cao Yan, he was full of trying to please the new master, but he was abandoned by the new owner like a broken shoe. The ending of such a discredit is simply more uncomfortable than cutting him with a thousand knives.

"Liu Feng, even if our company Ma Yi is a ghost, I will..."

Before the voice fell, the whole ship broke from it, and the bow towered out of the surface of the water and crashed into the river.

In an instant, Sima Yi's fragile flesh and blood body was swallowed up by the rolling waves.

Two days later, Liu Feng rushed to Meng Jin.

When he heard that Sima Yi and other famous people crossed the Yellow River from Meng Jin to the south, nearly half of the people drowned in an unexpected shipwreck, he was shocked and rushed to the scene of the accident at night.

According to eyewitnesses on several warships who rushed to "rescue", but were one step late, almost all the passengers sank to the bottom of the river with the ship. Some people who did not sink at the first time could not withstand the rolling torrent of the Yellow River and drowned as far downstream.

Except for a few bodies that floated to the beach where they were found, the rest of them, such as Sima Yi and others, were confirmed dead.

After learning of this painful result, Liu Feng naturally regretted it. He immediately wrote to the Han Emperor, who was still on the road to Nangui, to seal these ministers who had unfortunately died and appeased their families.

In order to express his condolences for the deceased, Liu Feng also chose to set up incense on the north bank to sacrifice these dead souls buried in the Yellow River.

At the memorial ceremony, Liu Feng read the sacrificial speech written by Jiang Gan in front of the soldiers of the three armies and many civil and military officials, which made the listeners cry.

At the end of the ceremony, Liu Feng sprinkled pieces of underworld paper into the river, then took a bottle of water and wine and shouted to the rolling river, "You loyal and righteous sages, your contributions to the Han Dynasty will last forever. Although you have passed away, you will live in our hearts forever. Your spirit in heaven, rest in peace."

Stepping into the river, a glass of wine scattered into the wind.

When the water and wine poured down, Liu Feng let out an unknown sigh: "Sima Yi, don't blame me for being cruel. I die in the hands of a traveler. You are not wronged. Go at ease."

##########While Liu Feng was paying tribute to Sima Yi on the bank of the Yellow River, another sad man was also silently paying tribute to his dead brother by the river of Chinese blood.

This sad person is Liu Bei.

Half a month ago, Liu Bei led 30,000 defeated troops back to Chang'an.

At this time, Zhao Yun of Nanzheng was still besieged, and Liu Bei Mo said that he had recaptured Hanzhong. He didn't even have the ability to send troops to rescue Zhao Yun.

Liu Bei, who was discouraged, could only send someone to inform Zhao Yun, so that he would give up Nanzheng and lead the crowd to break through and return to the north.

When Zhao Yun learned of the news of Hanoi's defeat and Zhang Fei's head, he was indeed shocked. Unable to return to the sky, he had to lead more than a thousand people to break through the siege at night.

Huang Zhong and the Ma Yan Legion have a total strength of about 50,000 people. Previously, in order to guard against the enemy in the customs, they had to divide a considerable number of soldiers and horses to occupy the passages of customs in the north of Hanzhong.

Therefore, their siege of Nanzheng was not seamless. Zhao Yun, with his bravery, broke out of the encirclement and fled back to Chang'an with more than a hundred horses.

Zhao Yun's successful breakthrough more or less comforted Liu Bei a little. After all, after the death of many Yuan Cong old generals, Zhao Yun was already the only one of the few remaining fruits.

It was easy to stabilize the hearts of the floating people in Guanzhong. When it was confirmed that Liu Feng was unable to invade the west for a while, Liu Bei dared to make time to come to Pubanjin to worship his third brother Zhang Fei.

Facing the rolling water of the Yellow River, Liu Bei's gray face surged with unprecedented resentment. He gritted his teeth and said silently, "Third brother, don't worry, I, Liu Bei, will avenge your revenge. If I don't cut off Liu Feng's head of the dog thief with my own hands, I, Liu Bei, swear not to be a man!"

(to be continued)