Just as he was talking, the maid's scream suddenly came from inside.

Zhou Yizhi's face changed slightly, and she turned around and ran back.

A moment later, her cry came.

"grandfather!"

Zhao Yuanjing raised his foot and saw that General Zhou’s face was like gold paper, and the bed was covered with the blood he vomited.

He opened his eyes and mouth, only venting his breath and losing his breath.

His pupils began to dissipate.

It seems to be out of reach.

"Grandpa, grandpa, please stick to it, the doctor will come soon..." Zhou Yizhi said crying.

General Zhou grabbed the arm of his granddaughter with his skinny hands, and said hoarsely: "Zhi'er, grandpa can't protect you anymore... You have to take care of yourself. After I die, bury me and bury me in Canglan Town... Wait, wait until the day of defeating Jiuli... Don't forget to burn some paper for me... Tell me..."

After saying this with difficulty, his hand fell down.

Before his death, what he never forgets is this war.

"Grandpa, grandpa, don't leave..." Zhou Yizhi lay on him and cried loudly.

Her father also died on the battlefield.

She grew up with her grandfather since she was a child.

Now my grandfather is also dead on the battlefield, but not at the hands of the enemy, but at the betrayal of his own people.

This made her heart full of sorrow, anger and reluctance.

There was sadness in Zhao Yuanjing's eyes, and he bowed to the body of the old general Zhou, turned around and left. Ming Xiuwen and Ming Wei and his son also burst into tears.

The old general was loyal throughout his life, and now he died on the battlefield, and he deserves the highest respect.

Xu Hu said in a deep voice: "Gen. Zhou is gone. I will definitely capture Zhao Yuanhe and use his blood to comfort your spirit in heaven!"

Zhao Yuanhe's betrayal, the death of the old general Zhou, and the emperor's sorrow completely ignited the anger of the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Everyone was filled with anger.

I wish I could grab the spear immediately, kill Jiuli's bastards and bite their flesh and blood.

More than 100,000 soldiers were screaming.

Under such high pressure, the Jinyiwei's assassination team also fought.

On the third day after arriving in the north of Seychelles, the eight-man assassination team sent by Xu Hu used suicide-like Fang family, and finally waited for the opportunity to catch Zhao Yuanhe when he was alone.

All eight are elite.

In the end, there were only two left. After escorting Zhao Yuanhe back, the seriously injured person also fell to the ground and died.

The last remaining team member knelt on the ground and collapsed and cried.

Zhao Yuanjing stepped forward in three or two steps, slapped Zhao Yuanhe in the face, and pulled him out.

Zhao Yuanhe rolled on the ground and got up again.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood at the corner of his mouth, looked down at him, and smiled and said, "The red blood is so beautiful. It's even more beautiful than I thought."

Zhao Yuanjing's pupils shrank slightly: "Can you see your eyes?"

Zhao Yuanhe looked up at him, looked at him, and smiled and said, "Brother, although we have been brothers for twenty years, this is my first time to truly see your appearance. The brother is indeed handsome and extraordinary."

Zhao Yuanjing said coldly: "What's going on with your eyes? Why are you treason?"

"Don't the emperor know?"

"What do you know?"

"I'm from Jiuli."

"What did you say?" Zhao Yuanjing lost his voice.

Zhao Yuanhe smiled: "It's worth it to be able to see the emperor's face showing such a look."
Chapter completed!