freenovelworld Chapter 541 Weird Rain
Chapter 541 Weird Rain
Tiedan was conflicted about killing Chen Changan; if he didn't kill him, he would want to die!
Even if I don't do it, he will still die!
Snapped! ! ! !
Tiedan slowly tightened his index finger and pulled the trigger!
moment!
A crisp gunshot pierced the air, breaking the brief stalemate on the battlefield.
The bullet was like a black lightning, carrying the breath of death, and shot towards Chen Changan at lightning speed!
"puff--"
The bullet penetrated Chen Changan's chest unhindered!
The bright red blood gushed out from the wound like a fountain, drawing a shocking arc under the gray sky.
Chen Changan's body suddenly leaned back!
His steps staggered, as if he was hit hard by a huge force, and the whole person was on the verge of falling!
"Good accuracy!"
Chen Changan laughed loudly, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth!
Tiedan has never practiced it either!
The Xixia people, on the other hand, were instantly in an uproar.
The soldiers waved their weapons excitedly and cheered deafeningly, their faces filled with fanatical excitement, as if they were celebrating a great victory.
"Good marksmanship!"
"Kill him!"
Yinzhu Zhuoma looked at Chen Changan being shot, and she felt that her world had lost its color!
"Chen Changan!! Don't force me! Don't force me! Don't force me!!!"
Yinzhu Zhuoma roared: "Surrender!"
The sky is full of sand and the rising sun is as red as blood!
Although Chen Changan was injured, he still smiled and slowly grabbed the long sword.
His eyes were determined, and he walked slowly towards the Xixia people, step by step.
Every step seems to be a fight against fate!
Every step is taken with the courage to face death!
That is a never-ending despair!
"Snapped!!!"
A crisp gunshot broke the suffocating silence on the battlefield!
The second bullet whizzed towards Chen Changan like a deadly ghost.
This time, the bullet hit him right in the chest. The huge impact force caused his body to shake violently, and his already shaky body staggered back a few steps!
Pfft! ! !
Chen Changan knelt heavily on the ground, and the long sword in his hand flew out!
"Chen Changan, surrender! You have done enough for the State of Chu!"
Yinzhu Zhuoma is about to collapse!
If he doesn't kill Chen Ping'an, the Xixia people around him will also be killed. If Chen Chang'an surrenders at this time, he can still have a chance of survival!
Yinzhu Zhuoma has no solution! ! ! !
"The shooting skills and accuracy are very poor!"
Every time Chen Changan spoke, a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth: "I wasted three shots when I participated in the Falcon Conference, and there is still one shot left."
Chen Changan tried hard to stand up, but he couldn't!
Yinzhu Zhuoma's arms were shaking and trembling, and under everyone's attention, she fired decisively!
Peng! ! ! !
Yinzhu Zhuoma's arms fell limply, and the gun in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
After the gunshot, her energy and spirit seemed to be drained in an instant, and all her strength was dissipated along with the gunshot on this cruel battlefield.
The bullet was accompanied by the whistling sound of the wind, like a flash of black lightning!
It shot straight towards Chen Changan's chest.
This bullet was like a ruthless judgment of fate. Chen Changan felt as if his chest was hit hard by a sledgehammer!
His body fell backwards uncontrollably!
"boom!"
Chen Changan fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
His body lay on the blood-soaked ground, his limbs stretched out weakly, like a fallen sculpture!
Blood gushed out like a fountain, mixing with the mud and blood on the battlefield!
"Crack!"
A loud thunder tore through the lead-gray sky, like a sharp blade cutting the sky apart.
Immediately afterwards, raindrops as big as beans fell "cracklingly"!
In a flash, it became a downpour.
The rain poured down like a curtain, as if it was God's long-accumulated grief, which finally burst out at this moment!
Chen Changan lay quietly on the muddy battlefield!
The rain washed over his body mercilessly, trying to wash away the blood stains all over his body, but it could not dilute the thick smell of blood in the air!
The raindrops hit his lifeless face, sliding down his tightly closed eyes and dry lips...
It was like the tears of compassion shed by heaven for him!
The cheers of Xia's soldiers also came to an abrupt end in this sudden rainstorm.
They looked at Chen Changan lying in the rain, feeling mixed emotions.
Although Chen Changan was an enemy on the battlefield, his bravery and fearlessness made them feel a little respect for him in their hearts.
At this moment, the rainstorm seemed to make them realize that victory in war is not just a simple matter of life and death, but is accompanied by endless pain.
Yinzhu Zhuoma stood in the rain, the rain flowing down her hair and cheeks, soaking her clothes.
The gun in her hand had already slipped and sank into the mud.
Looking at Chen Changan's fallen body, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, including shock, reluctance, and a trace of indescribable regret.
The howling wind brought heavy rain that ravaged the entire battlefield.
It seemed that the only things left between heaven and earth were the sound of pouring rain and people's suppressed grief.
It seemed that the heavens were also weeping for this cruel war and for the departure of Chen Changan, using this torrential rain to commemorate the lost lives and broken glory!!!
……
On the land of Western Xia, a team was moving slowly forward.
This was a badly dilapidated team. The soldiers' clothes were tattered, their armor was broken, and there was dried blood in some places. Under the erosion of wind and sand, it looked even more shocking.
Their steps were heavy, as if driven by some invisible force, as if the weight of the world was pressing on their shoulders.
They walked quickly because they knew very well that this was the chance of life that Chen Changan had bought for them with his own life, and they dared not slack off in the slightest for fear of disappointing Lord Chen.
But this urgency is mixed with unspeakable grief.
"Old Ma, when can we see Master Chen again?"
Liu Baizhong looked at the sky and said in a depressed tone.
"do not know."
Old Ma wiped the sweat off his face and said through gritted teeth: "What we have to do now is to rush back to Chu as soon as possible, hand Tukuri over to Yan Qing, and get news about the young master from her."
"If we treat Tukuri better, they will naturally treat Master Chen better."
"Let's hope so. I hope the day when I see Master Chen again won't be too far away."
Liu Baizhong clenched his fists seriously: "Don't worry, it won't happen. How can our Chu State survive without Master Chen? Master Chen will definitely come back alive!"
Lao Ma nodded heavily, but Yue Shan suddenly said.
"Do you think this rain is very strange?"
"Weird?"
Lao Ma doesn’t understand. It rains, so it rains. What’s so weird about that?
Yue Shan gritted his teeth and explained, "It basically doesn't rain in the depths of the desert, but it does here. It is said that when people are dissatisfied, it will rain..."
"Do you think that Master Chen has already—"
"Shut up your crow mouth!!"
Lao Ma and Liu Baizhong turned around at the same time and cursed angrily.
No!Can!can!