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　　耶律德厄在決定出兵時，就已經想過，一旦大軍圍住鳳鳴崗，可能會遭遇反包圍。但他算過路程，就算大軍要包圍自己，也需要一天一夜的時間，而這個時間，足夠他攻克上崗上殘餘的一萬多兵力，並生擒敵軍統帥了。所以，他才決定冒險。
　　但是，他沒有想到，這四面八方傾軋過來的人馬，會來得這麼快。
　　以一萬多兵力頑抗的崗上統帥，居然毫髮無損。而他自己，則被徹底包圍了。
　　
　　耶律德厄開始突圍，但心中的不甘和恨意是濃烈的，堂堂右賢王，居然明知對方有陷阱，卻必須跳下去。自從季玖帶人上了鳳鳴崗他就知道，已經沒有什麼陰謀詭計了，對方要的就是他來包圍。他怎麼能不來呢？幾萬將士都在等著他生擒敵方統帥，都在等著這幾個月來噤聲潛伏的大展身手，若是不來，即使活著他也是恥辱的活著。他必須來，也只能來。
　　所以面對被包圍的命運。
　　側過頭看向自己兒子，耶律德厄冷聲道：“你，殺了他！”
　　劍鋒指的是上崗上正在俯視戰場，尋找俯衝機會的那個人。一身黑鎧在微亮的天際有著不容忽視的氣概，冷峻迫人。
　　耶律德厄之子耶律雄延聽到了命令，也知道這一戰打的分外屈辱，他點點頭，在周圍奮力突圍的隊伍裡，取出背上長弓，拉開了弦。
　　箭頭是銀白的，冰涼而銳利，帶有倒刺。一看就不是凡品。
　　殺了敵方統帥，就算今次不能凱旋而歸，也完成了一項使命。況且敵軍輕裝圍剿，耶律雄延和他父親一樣，對自己精銳隊伍充滿了信心，就算損兵折將，他們也一定能沖的出去。
　　季玖在觀察兩軍對陣，他需要帶著崗上這些人沖下去，殺過敵軍的圍牆，與自己的部隊匯合。遠遠的，他看見了左邊衝殺最勇猛的那一支隊伍，領頭將領一身甲胄，手握長槍，如一只沖進羊群的猛獸用鋒利的爪牙撕咬著敵軍的咽喉。是沈玨。
　　已經是偏將軍的沈玨在殺戮中不停地抬起頭，看一眼上崗上那個人，他知道他在等接應，所以他要殺過去，殺出一條血路來，讓他順利衝刺而下，回到安全的位置。
　　前一世沈清軒死時，因為他年幼，伊墨甚至沒有讓他看到他爹的屍體，直到棺木入殮下葬，他也再沒有看過。
　　但是他知道，爹死了。
　　死了，沒了！
　　這一世他已經不是幼童，有了可分擔可保護的能力。
　　對季玖，沈玨是心懷愧疚的。那一次兵戈相向，是不該發生的事。如果真拿他當爹，又怎麼會舉劍敵對？可是他想明白的時候已經太晚了。
　　到今天，他連一句“對不起”都還沒有說。沈玨想到此，殺的益發剛猛。
　　
　　季玖已經選定了俯衝的位置，正是左邊，沈玨的隊伍，他帶著人，開始往下沖。
　　鳳鳴崗的三萬人現在只剩不到五千，五千人馬瘋了一樣往下衝鋒，造成了兩面夾擊的假像。匈奴軍隊慌亂了一下，回過神來拼死阻擋，刀戈的翁鳴聲響徹寰宇，季玖連續砍翻兩人後，舉起的長戟卻停頓了一下，凝滯在空中。混戰中他瞥到了那抹飛一般逼來的銀白。
　　直朝自己胸前而來，根本沒有躲避的機會，季玖以為必死無疑，胸前紅珠卻在此時閃爍了一下，羽箭折斷，箭頭墜地。季玖不由得怔了一下，很快回神，偏頭躲開砍來的彎刀，長戟畫出半弧，又殺出幾丈。
　　沈玨終於殺出了一條血路，與季玖人馬匯合，而後左右搏殺，徹底打亂了匈奴軍左側的步伐。
　　與此同時將領程逾也殺入右側，將圍住山崗的匈奴大軍切斷了重新匯合的可能。
　　
　　匈奴大軍被截成三段，開始各自突圍。趁混亂殺入敵軍的長槍手放倒馬匹，駿馬隨著騎手一齊倒下，又絆倒了後面的騎手，匈奴軍隊陷入混亂，呈潰敗之態。
　　
　　混戰到晌午，日頭高照，耶律德厄的中軍率大部終於突出重圍，往西北方逃逸。奇異之處在於，整個包圍圈裡，只有西北方向的包圍最為薄弱，耶律德厄知道有詐，一時也進退無度，只好硬著頭皮帶人沖向西北方向。散亂的軍馬沿途重新聚攏，在途經岳泰山谷時，兩側突地又響起戰鼓，馬聲嘶鳴。糧草官申海一身青袍儒衫，居高處在重重護衛中沖他作揖行禮，喊道：“右賢王，在下奉元帥令，在此等候多時了！”伴隨話音落地，山頭豎起無數軍旗，大大的“季”字迎風招展，弓弩手羽箭搭弦，忽然鬆手，萬箭齊射，山下頓時一片哀嚎。
　　
　　等季玖等人圍剿殘部完畢，趕到岳泰山谷時，申海迎上來行禮，道：“右賢王沖過去了。”
　　季玖嗓子嘶啞，咳嗽著道：“無事，匈奴大部不可小覷，沖過去也是應該。今夜在此紮寨，糧草運到了沒有？”
　　“已經備好。”
　　季玖抬頭看了看天，夜幕上星辰點點，格外耀目。他看了一會才下了馬，滿眼都是血絲，臉上血污早已糊住，看不出本來面目。
　　簡單洗漱過後，季玖回到軍帳，取出一份空白奏章，狼毫筆吸飽墨汁，在紙上懸頓片刻，走出字跡。
　　這大約是他最後一份奏章了。季玖安靜寫完，等墨蹟幹透，合上放到一旁。
　　又鋪開紙，開始寫家書。同樣，這也是他這一生，最後一封家書。季玖寫得很仔細，比寫奏章時還要仔細。卻也只用了三張紙，一炷香的功夫就寫完了。
　　
　　同樣等墨蹟幹透，季玖喚人來，吩咐連夜起行，將奏章呈與聖上，家書送到府中，由夫人親收。
　　做完這一切，季玖才重新坐回去，喝了點水，頭也不抬地道：“你還不出來！”
　　他周邊空無一人，卻偏偏是對著無一人的周邊說這話，於是，伊墨只好現身。
　　
　　季玖說：“跟多久了？”
　　伊墨道：“這一個月都在。”
　　季玖本來要問，先前是你救我？話到嘴邊，卻沒問了，這個問題太多餘。頓了一下，季玖道：“就那麼不想看我死？”
　　伊墨“嗯”了聲。
　　“那就別跟了。”季玖低聲道：“我要帶兵直搗匈奴腹地，這件事完成，我就該回家了。”
　　他說：我該回家了。
　　馬革裹屍，運回家中，葬入祖墳。
　　伊墨沉默片刻，答：“我知道。”
　　季玖起了身，走到他對面，眼對著眼，“別跟了。”
　　伊墨不答。
　　季玖見狀軟下聲音，帶了些哄勸的味道：“別跟著了，聽話。”
　　伊墨望著他的眼，許久才道：“當真？”
　　“當真。”季玖說。跟上來又能怎麼樣呢？他是必須死的。活下去，或許季家一族，都要殉難。季玖說：“不用送我。”
　　這一回，伊墨答應了，說：“好，不送。”
　　季玖本來想說，我不想讓你看我死，看了難受。想了想也沒有說，說了又有什麼意思呢？他們已經這樣了，未來本是被描畫好的，中間的反復都是徒勞無功，恨與愛都成了空，最後都抵不過離別。這麼久時間，季玖很少再想起他，就是想起來也是迷惑，不明白為什麼當初要那麼恨，也不知道後來為什麼就那麼失望。
　　但是，他也不需要再想了。
　　
　　季玖聽到他答應，松了口氣，點點頭走到一旁，說累得很，說完突然一頭栽倒在地，就這麼睡著了。
　　伊墨過去將他抱在身前，知道這是與他的最後一晚，心裡卻覺得寥落得很，不是悲傷也不是痛苦，就是寥落，說不出來的寥落，像是心口空了一塊，抱緊了懷裡身體也補不全。
　　伊墨一直抱著他，直到天空泛白，帳外人馬走動聲熱鬧起來。
　　
　　季玖聽到聲響也醒了。在他懷裡睜開眼，起了身。重新穿上沉重的盔甲，季玖道：“我該走了。”又說：“你也該走了。”
　　到了該散的時候了。
　　
　　伊墨走過去，這才問了一句：“下一世我再去找你，好不好？”
　　季玖愣了一下，回神問：“真要找？不成仙了嗎？”
　　伊墨“嗯”了一聲。
　　季玖便低下頭，許久才抬起來，道：“那下輩子，你來早點。”
　　伊墨說：“好。”
　　“找到了，也對我好點。”季玖說。
　　“好。”伊墨答應，“不欺負你。”
　　季玖說：“好。”說著靠了過去，乾燥開裂的嘴唇在他臉頰上蹭了蹭極輕地印了一下。
　　
　　建元十五年五月，大軍開拔，追剿匈奴右賢王耶律德厄，長達半年之久，弑敵於深夜草原。耶律德厄其子只餘五十人馬，再次西逃。大將軍季玖放棄追擊，帶兵越過沙漠，直搗匈奴腹地。
　　
　　曾經隨季玖一起進過沙漠的三十七騎在此時發揮了最大的作用，他們各領人馬，沿途擊殺，沒有走過任何彎路。一路追擊部族首領，斬于刀下，接著沿著水草肥美之地繼續擊殺。
　　
　　最後目標停頓在王庭心臟，此時的大單于已經得到風聲，整頓軍馬隨時應戰。
　　耶律德厄之子在甩脫追兵後迂回繞到家鄉，效力于大單于帳下。聽聞軍隊來襲，當夜又重新準備了兩枚箭矢，誓要為父報仇。
　　季玖帶人連夜殺到，漫長征途讓他們變成了地獄裡的餓鬼，在這個黑夜撲出人間。耶律雄延躲在草垛後，清清楚楚地看見了他的殺父仇人。
　　戰場中季玖橫過長戟，挑開斜劈而來的彎刀，正在斬向左側敵軍時，聽見沈玨的猛然大喝：“爹！”季玖旋身避過砍來的兩把彎刀，長戟鐵柄擊中身側敵人的胸口，與此同時看見了那道冰涼的銀光。
　　季玖只覺得胸口一涼，那道光亮就不見了。
　　
　　沈玨瘋了般撲向草垛後射出暗箭的那人，甚至現出了原形，巨大的黑狼在草垛的陰影後，一口咬斷了他的脖子。在耶律雄延放大的瞳孔裡，只有那狼綠瑩瑩的眼睛。
　　季玖持戟站在原地，看到了草垛陰影裡的一切，身邊是自己的兵士們，正在奮力廝殺。
　　金石之聲漸漸遠去。季玖一動不動地站著，腦中想起的是爹和娘，想起的是娘親點著自己額頭，說你這個薄情的孩子。想起的是那日軍帳中，他對爹爹說：匈奴掃定，孩兒當死！
　　我做到了。季玖默默地想著。
　　大丈夫一諾千金，以血踐以命誓！
　　濕膩的手指摸索到腰側掛著的酒葫蘆，季玖用牙齒咬開酒塞，大口大口地飲著。
　　身邊的兵士都殺到了前方，越殺越前，季玖站在那處，看著他們越走越遠。
　　沈玨帶著哽咽的嗓音在他耳旁問：“爹，還好嗎？”
　　季玖說：“好得很。”又說：“小寶，剩下的事交給你了。”簽下契約，以祁山為界，從此不再來犯，每年繳納貢稅，牛羊馬匹……這些事，季玖說：“小寶，去吧。”
　　這是他唯一一次喚他乳名。
　　
　　沈玨咬著牙，拾起地上長槍，轉身離開。
　　季玖飲著酒，扶著長戟站著。直到手指哆嗦了一下，酒壺落在地上。
　　季玖沒有低頭看，他眼前已經是一片漆黑了，但也知道，那酒沒有飲完，就這樣灑了。
　　可惜了。他想著，這個時候，腦中才浮現出那人的臉來。
　　風華內斂，絕世無雙。
　　該回家了。
　　握不住的長戟落在一側，發出一聲長鳴。他閉上眼，倔強立著的身軀轟然倒下。
　　
　　建元十八年七月，大將軍季玖歿。冬十二月，將士抬著他的遺體返回。一同帶回的還有匈奴的降書及契約。
　　皇帝追加賜號“忠”，以親王之禮安葬，爵位世襲。
　　此後百年，匈奴沒有再犯。

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When Yelu De’e decided to send out his troops, he had already thought that once the army surrounded Fengminggang, they might be counter-encircled. But he calculated the distance and realized that even if the army wanted to encircle him, it would take a day and a night, which was enough time for him to defeat the remaining 10,000 troops on Shanggang and capture the enemy commander alive. So, he decided to take the risk.

However, he did not expect that the troops coming from all directions would arrive so quickly.

The commander-in-chief who had resisted with more than 10,000 troops was not hurt at all, but he himself was completely surrounded.

Yelu De’e began to break out, but he was filled with resentment and hatred. As the Right Sage King , he had to jump into the trap even though he knew it was a trap. Ever since Ji Jiu led his men to Fengminggang, he knew that there were no more conspiracies and tricks. The other side wanted him to surround them. How could he not come? Tens of thousands of soldiers were waiting for him to capture the enemy commander alive, waiting for him to show his skills after being silent and lurking for the past few months. If he didn’t come, he would live in disgrace even if he was alive. He had to come, and he had to come.

So face the fate of being surrounded.

Turning his head to look at his son, Yelu De’er said coldly: “You, kill him!"

Jianfeng refers to the man on the post who is looking down at the battlefield, looking for an opportunity to swoop in. In the dimly lit sky, he has an imposing manner that cannot be ignored, and he is cold and compelling.

Yelu Xiongyan, the son of Yelu De’e, heard the order and knew that this battle was extremely humiliating. He nodded, took out the longbow on his back and pulled the string among the surrounding troops who were struggling to break out.

The arrowhead was silver-white, cold and sharp, with barbs. It was obvious at first glance that it was not an ordinary item.

Killing the enemy commander, even if they could not return victoriously this time, they had accomplished a mission. Moreover, the enemy troops were lightly armed and encircled them. Like his father, Yelu Xiongyan was full of confidence in his elite troops. Even if they suffered casualties, they would definitely be able to break out.

Ji Jiu was observing the confrontation between the two armies. He needed to lead the people on the post to charge down, kill through the enemy’s wall, and join his own troops. From a distance, he saw the most courageous team on the left. The leading general was dressed in armor and holding a spear. He was like a beast rushing into a flock of sheep, biting the enemy’s throat with his sharp claws. It was Shen Jue.

Shen Jue, who was already a lieutenant general, kept looking up during the killing and glanced at the man on the post. He knew that he was waiting for support, so he had to kill him and cut a bloody path so that he could sprint down smoothly and return to a safe position.

When Shen Qingxuan died in his previous life, because he was young, Yi Mo didn’t even let him see his father’s body. He never saw it again until the coffin was put into the coffin and buried.

But he knew that his father was dead.

Dead, gone!

In this life, he is no longer a child and has the ability to share and protect.

Shen Jue felt guilty towards Ji Jiu. That fight should not have happened. If he really regarded him as his father, how could he raise his sword against him? But by the time he figured it out, it was too late.

To this day, he has not even said “I’m sorry". Thinking of this, Shen Jue killed even more fiercely.

Ji Jiu had already chosen the dive location, which was on the left side, where Shen Jue’s team was. He led his men and began to rush down.

in Fengminggang , and the 5,000 men and horses charged down like crazy, creating the illusion of a two-sided attack. The Xiongnu army panicked for a moment, then recovered and fought desperately to stop them. The clanging sound of swords and spears resounded throughout the universe. After Ji Jiu chopped down two people in succession , he paused for a moment with his raised halberd , stagnating in the air. In the melee, he caught a glimpse of the silver-white that was approaching like a flying arrow .

It came straight at his chest, leaving him no chance to dodge. Ji Jiu thought he was doomed, but the red bead on his chest flashed, the arrow broke, and the arrowhead fell to the ground. Ji Jiu was stunned for a moment, but soon came to his senses, turned his head to avoid the scimitar, drew a half arc with his halberd, and killed several more feet away.

Shen Jue finally fought his way out and joined up with Ji Jiu’s troops, and then fought on both sides, completely disrupting the pace of the Hun army on the left side.

At the same time, General Cheng Yu also attacked from the right side, cutting off the possibility of the Hun army surrounding the hill to reunite.

The Xiongnu army was cut into three sections and began to break out separately. The spearmen who took advantage of the chaos to charge into the enemy army knocked down their horses, and the horses fell down along with the riders, tripping the riders behind them. The Xiongnu army fell into chaos and was in a state of defeat.

The battle lasted until noon, when the sun was high in the sky. Most of Yelu De’e’s central army finally broke through the encirclement and fled to the northwest. The strange thing was that in the entire encirclement, only the northwest direction was the weakest. Yelu De’e knew that there was a trick, and he had no time to advance or retreat, so he had to bite the bullet and lead his men to rush to the northwest. The scattered soldiers and horses gathered together along the way. When passing through the Yuetai Valley, war drums suddenly sounded on both sides and horses neighed. The grain officer Shen Hai, dressed in a green robe and Confucian clothes , bowed to him in the midst of heavy guards and shouted: “Youxian King, I have been waiting here for a long time by the order of the marshal!" As the voice fell, countless military flags were erected on the top of the mountain, and the big “Ji" character fluttered in the wind. The archers put feathers on the strings and suddenly let go. Tens of thousands of arrows shot at the bottom of the mountain, and there was a sudden wail at the foot of the mountain.

When Ji Jiu and his men finished encircling the remnants and rushed to Yuetai Valley, Shen Hai came up to them and saluted, saying, “The Right Wise King has rushed over."

Ji Jiu’s voice was hoarse, and he coughed and said, “It’s okay. The Xiongnu cannot be underestimated. It’s right to charge over. Set up camp here tonight. Have the food and grass been delivered?"

“It’s ready."

Ji Jiu looked up at the sky, which was dotted with stars, and was particularly dazzling. He looked for a while before getting off the horse. His eyes were full of bloodshot, and his face was covered with blood stains, so he couldn’t see his original appearance.

After a simple wash, Ji Jiu returned to the military tent, took out a blank memorial, soaked the wolf-hair brush with ink, paused it on the paper for a moment , and wrote the words.

This was probably his last memorial. Ji Jiu finished writing quietly, waited for the ink to dry, closed it and put it aside.

He spread out the paper again and began to write a letter. This was also the last letter he would write in his life. Ji Jiu wrote it very carefully, even more carefully than when he wrote a memorial. But he only used three sheets of paper and finished it in the time it took to write an incense stick.

After the ink dried, Ji Jiu called for someone to come and ordered them to set out that night to present the memorial to the emperor and to deliver the family letter to the mansion, to be received by his wife in person.

After doing all this, Ji Jiu sat back down, drank some water, and said without raising his head: “Why don’t you come out!"

There was no one around him, but he was saying this to everyone around him, so Yi Mo had to show up.

Ji Jiu asked, “How long have you been following me?"

Yi Mo said: “It’s been this month."

Ji Jiu wanted to ask, “You saved me earlier?" But when the words came to his lips, he didn’t ask, because this question was too redundant. After a pause, Ji Jiu said, “You really don’t want to see me die?"

Yi Mo said “hmm".

“Then don’t follow me." Ji Jiu whispered, “I’m going to lead my troops to attack the heartland of the Xiongnu. Once this is done, I should go home."

He said: I should go home.

The body was wrapped in horsehide, carried back home and buried in the ancestral tomb.

Yi Mo was silent for a moment, then replied, “I know."

Ji Jiu stood up, walked to the opposite side of him, and looked him in the eye, “Don’t follow me."

Yi Mo didn’t answer.

Seeing this, Ji Jiu softened his voice and said in a coaxing tone: “Don’t follow me, be obedient."

Yi Mo looked into his eyes for a long time before saying, “Really?"

“Really?" Ji Jiu said. What would happen if he followed? He had to die. If he lived, perhaps the entire Ji family would die as martyrs. Ji Jiu said, “You don’t have to send me off."

This time, Yi Mo agreed and said, “Okay, I won’t send you off."

Ji Jiu wanted to say, I don’t want you to see me die, it’s painful to see me die. But after thinking about it, he didn’t say it. What’s the point of saying it? They are already like this. The future has been drawn. The back and forth in the middle are all in vain. Hate and love are empty, and in the end, they can’t resist separation. After such a long time, Ji Jiu seldom thinks of him. Even if he thinks of him, he is confused. He doesn’t understand why he hated him so much at the beginning, and he doesn’t know why he was so disappointed later.

But he didn’t need to think about it anymore.

When Ji Jiu heard his agreement, he breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, walked aside, and said that he was very tired. After that, he suddenly fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Yi Mo went over and hugged him, knowing that this was the last night with him, but he felt very lonely in his heart. Not sad or painful, but just lonely, an indescribable loneliness, as if there was a void in his heart, and even if he held him tightly in his arms, his body could not fill it.

Yi Mo held him until the sky turned white and the sound of people and horses moving outside the tent became lively.

Ji Jiu also woke up when he heard the noise. He opened his eyes in his arms and stood up. Putting on the heavy armor again, Ji Jiu said, “I should go now." Then he said, “You should go too."

It’s time to disperse.

Yi Mo walked over and asked, “I’ll come find you in the next life, okay?"

Ji Jiu was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and asked, “Do you really want to find it? Aren’t you going to become an immortal?"

Yi Mo said “hmm".

Ji Jiu lowered his head, and raised it after a long time, and said: “Then in the next life, come earlier."

Yi Mo said: “Okay."

“Found it, and be nice to me." Ji Jiu said.

“Okay." Yi Mo agreed, “I won’t bully you."

Ji Jiu said, “Okay." Then he leaned over and rubbed his cheek lightly with his dry and cracked lips.

In May of the 15th year of Jianyuan, the army set out to pursue and kill the Xiongnu Right King Yelu De’e for half a year, killing the enemy in the grassland late at night. Yelu De’e and his son were left with only 50 men and horses, and fled west again. General Ji Jiu gave up the pursuit and led his troops across the desert to attack the heartland of the Xiongnu.

The thirty-seven riders who had entered the desert with Ji Jiu played the greatest role at this time. They led their own troops and killed along the way without taking any detours. They chased the tribal leaders all the way, beheaded them, and then continued to kill along the lush grass and water areas.

The final target stopped at the heart of the royal court. At this time, the Great Chanyu had already heard the news and reorganized his troops and horses to be ready for battle at any time.

After escaping the pursuit, Yelu De’er’s son went back to his hometown and served under the Great Khan. When he heard that the army was coming, he prepared two more arrows that night and vowed to avenge his father.

Ji Jiu led his men to kill them overnight. The long journey turned them into hungry ghosts in hell, and they rushed out of the world in the dark night. Yelu Xiongyan hid behind a haystack and saw his father’s murderer clearly.

On the battlefield, Ji Jiu held the halberd horizontally, deflected the scimitar that was coming at him diagonally, and was about to chop at the enemy on the left when he heard Shen Jue suddenly shouting, “Dad!" Ji Jiu turned around to avoid the two scimitars, and the iron handle of the halberd hit the enemy’s chest beside him. At the same time, he saw the cold silver light.

Ji Jiu only felt a chill in his chest, and the light disappeared.

Shen Jue rushed towards the man who shot the arrow from behind the haystack like crazy, and even revealed his true form. The huge black wolf bit off his neck in one bite behind the shadow of the haystack. In Yelu Xiongyan’s dilated pupils, there was only the wolf’s green eyes.

Ji Jiu stood there holding a halberd, and saw everything in the shadow of the haystack . Beside him were his soldiers, who were fighting hard.

The sound of metal and stone gradually faded away. Ji Jiu stood still, thinking of his father and mother. He thought of his mother tapping his forehead and saying, “You are such a heartless child." He thought of him saying to his father in the Japanese army’s tent: If the Huns are defeated, I shall die!

I did it, Ji Jiu thought silently.

A real man’s promise is worth a thousand gold, and he will keep it with his blood and his life!

wet fingers groped for the wine gourd hanging on his waist. Ji Jiu bit open the cork with his teeth and drank from it in big gulps .

The soldiers around him all rushed to the front, advancing further and further. Ji Jiu stood there, watching them go further and further away.

Shen Jue asked in his ear with a choked voice: “Dad, are you okay?"

Ji Jiu said, “Very good." He then said, “Xiao Bao, the rest is up to you." After signing the contract, they agreed to use Qishan as the boundary, stop invading, pay tribute every year, and provide cattle, sheep, horses, etc. Ji Jiu said, “Xiao Bao, go ahead."

This was the only time he called him by his nickname.

Shen Jue gritted his teeth, picked up the spear on the ground, turned around and left.

Ji Jiu drank the wine and stood with his halberd, until his fingers trembled and the wine jug fell to the ground.

Ji Jiu didn’t look down, as everything in front of him was already dark, but he knew that the wine was not finished and was spilled.

What a pity. He thought, and at this moment, the man’s face appeared in his mind.

She is elegant and reserved , unparalleled in the world.

It’s time to go home.

The halberd that he could no longer hold fell to the side, making a long sound. He closed his eyes, and his stubborn body fell down with a bang.

In the seventh month of the eighteenth year of Jianyuan, General Ji Jiu died. In the twelfth month of winter, the soldiers carried his body back, along with the Xiongnu’s surrender letter and contract.

The emperor added the title “Zhong" to him and buried him with the ceremony of a prince, and his title was hereditary.

For the next hundred years, the Huns did not invade again.