Chapter 155 Chen Hou died in battle

Chen Yuzhi's eyes sank, and his long gun poked heavily on the ground, and his iron bones stood between heaven and earth. There was no regret at all, just a little regret. It was a pity that I couldn't see Shangguan Zisang for the last time, but I was also glad that he didn't follow me.

Seeing the arrow rain flying like dark clouds, Chen Yuzhi slowly closed his eyes. Xiaosang, you should also live well alone in the future.

However, the pain did not come as expected. Chen Yuzhi opened his eyes and saw the old marquis Chen pull out and stand in front of him. He looked at it in disbelief. It was not until his father's body slowly fell down that he came to his senses, held it, and said hoarsely, "Father!"

The second round of arrow rain is about to start again. However, at this time, there was indeed a disturbance on Hehe's side. One person rushed in with a team of people and horses at the speed of pulling the bow. The man rushed to Chen Yuzhi's side and glanced at the old marquis's body. His eyes were full of shock. He said in a low voice, "I'm late!"

He took Chen Yuzhi's arm and said urgently, "Let's go!"

Chen Yuzhi's eyes were in a trance, "King of Qin?"

"Don't talk about it, let's leave here first! The old marquis's revenge will naturally be avenged!"

But Chen Yuzhi still held the body of the old marquis Chen and did not let go. Immediately Zhao Ling took a look at the situation behind him and realized that the Hehe soldiers had begun to counterattack. He didn't bring too many soldiers in order to travel. If it was delayed, he was afraid he would not be able to resist it. Now he made up his mind. He bent down and pulled Chen Yuzhi, pulled him to his horse, and then went to the horse. Under the cover of the soldiers, after a fight, he rushed out again.

Zhao Ling ran fast, and the soldiers behind him chased him wildly. Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more critical, at the critical moment, he suddenly stopped behind him and rushed in the opposite direction.

Although Zhao Ling was puzzled, it was a great opportunity to rush in the direction of Sifang City immediately. After running for a while, he inquired about the military situation and Russian detectives to report: "There was a sudden fire in the Hehe barracks, and all the military food was burned!"

And just as he was about to get close to Sifang City, Zhao Ling met several other people.

The man saw Zhao Ling and Chen Yuzhi, who was staring behind him, and asked, "Where's the old marquis?"

Zhao Ling shook his head.

The man's heart stagnated, jumped off the horse, came to Zhao Ling's horse, looked at Chen Yuzhi on the horse, and his throat tightened, "Yuzhi, I'm Xiao Sang!"

And the person immediately seemed not to hear it, and his eyes were dull. He lowered his eyes and looked at Shangguan Zisang, who was worried. His eyes moved, his lips opened, moved, and said, "I don't have a father!" He suddenly rolled down from the horse and muttered, "You know, my father died in front of me, for me!"

Shangguan Zisang quietly looked at Chen Yuzhi on the ground, "Chen Yuzhi, are you still a man? Stand up!"

Chen Yuzhi struggled a few times, looked at Shangguan Zisang and said with a wry smile, "I don't seem to be able to stand up!"

Shangguan Zisang stepped on Chen Yuzhi's side, looked at him coldly, squatted down, slapped him in the face, and roared, "Are you so promising? Are you watching the marquis die tragically and don't want to avenge him?

Chen Yuzhi smiled. He lay on his back on the ground, surrounded by yellow sand and a desolate smell in the wind. He looked up at the sky and laughed. Suddenly, he paused for a moment, spit out a mouthful of blood on his side and fainted.

"Father!" Chen Yuzhi shouted and suddenly woke up.

"Yuzhi, you're awake!" Mrs. Chen looked at Chen Yuzhi with a kind face. Her eyes were red. Obviously, she had been crying for a long time. At this moment, she wiped the tears on her face and said gently, "How do you feel?"

Chen Yuzhi looked at his mother's white hair that seemed to grow a lot overnight, and his heart suddenly hurt, "Yuzhi's unfilial piety makes my mother worried!"

Mrs. Chen patted her son on the shoulder and said, "You are a good man. You are worthy of being a descendant of the Chen family. You have not lost your father and brother's face!"

Chen Yuzhi hugged Mrs. Chen's waist and cried, "It's Yuzhi who is useless. Yuzhi can't save his father!"

Mrs. Chen gently patted Chen Yuzhi on the back and said painfully, "Your father's horse leather shrouded the body. It is his honor for him to die for the country. As a man of the Chen family, you should cheer up, pick up the burden of the Chen family, fight against the enemy, defend the country, and avenge your father!"

Mrs. Chen wiped her tears, took a set of filial piety clothes from the side and handed it to Chen Yuzhi. She said in a low voice, "Change it. Your father's funeral will be in a few days, and the guests have arrived. Go and meet people!" Don't make people think that there is no one in my Chen family!"

She got up, her back was straight, and her face was shrouded in a layer of toughness and strength that was different from the past.

Chen Yuzhi quickly changed his clothes and came to the mourning hall. Because of the prestige and character of the old marquis Chen, many people came to mourn, and several sisters-in-law were busy taking care of him.

He walked in silently and looked at the coffin parked in the hall quietly. In fact, he only knew that his father's body had not been recovered, and it seemed that he had been taken to Hehe, which was just a crown tomb.

Once again, his father blocked his arrows for himself. There were countless arrows inserted behind him, but he looked at himself with such joy and endless hope. Chen Yuzhi only felt a pain in his heart. Why didn't he die by himself at that time, but watched his beloved father die in front of him?

He lowered his eyes, walked to a plain-dressed woman kneeling beside him, took the paper money in her hand, and said, "Second sister-in-law, go and have a rest. Get up!"

The woman looked at Chen Yuzhi worriedly, "You should have a good rest if you are not in good health. I'm not tired!" Let me do it!"

"Second sister-in-law!" Chen Yuzhi called. His voice was cold and low, but with a sense of irresistible. The woman was stunned for a moment and looked at the young and handsome man in front of her, as if she had seen her father-in-law who had just passed away. It suddenly occurred to her that the man in front of her was no longer the naughty and weak child before. He had grown a man!

"Let me finally do a little filial piety for my father!" Chen Yuzhi's tone softened, and he said sadly.

The woman wiped her tears, stood up and patted Chen Yuzhi on the shoulder, sighed, said nothing, and walked away slowly.

Chen Yuzhi sat on the mourning hall like a puppet. The people who came to mourn all shook their heads and comforted him.

When Murong Xun saw Chen Yuzhi's appearance, he was inevitably uncomfortable. When he also wanted to go up to comfort her, Zhao Ling held her, shook his head and said, "Men always experience this day. He has grown up. Let him be quiet!"

Murong Xun looked at Zhao Lingjun's calm face and suddenly wanted to know how he survived when his beloved father suddenly died? However, this idea is fleeting. At that time, it was the time for him to be close to Zhao Qi!

Zhao Ling pinched Murong Xun's nose, "Why didn't you see the boy of the Shangguan family? This time we can return safely, thanks to his elves, who led people to burn Hehe's food and fodder, and also temporarily solved the urgent needs of Sifang City, which is also the first success!"

Murong Xun frowned. She had vaguely felt the unusual feeling between Chen Yuzhi and Shangguan Zisang before. Now, I'm afraid Xiaosang is not having a good time!

The night is blurred, and the cold wind is bleak. The faint cold wind blew the white sails, and Chen Yuzhi still knelt in front of the spirit, as if his posture had not changed.

The night was very quiet, as if the whole city had fallen asleep.

Mrs. Chen slowly stepped into the mourning hall and took a look at Chen Yuzhi beside her. She slowly walked to the front of the coffin and put her face against the coffin, leaving two lines of tears on her haggard face. She wiped the tears on her face and walked to Chen Yuzhi again. She reached out and rubbed his face gently. She smiled softly and said, "Son, you've grown up!"

Chen Yuzhi raised his eyes and looked at his mother. "Mother should take care of her body. My father doesn't want to look at my mother's sadness. Usually, my mother sheds a drop of tears, and my father will be distressed for a long time. How can he look at my mother so sad!"