Rebirth.
These two words are words that Li Yan summed up after experiencing a new life.
He is the king of a country, he is the master of ten thousand people, and the whole world will bow to him, but history always shows that the winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. Even this throne can be seen. Seems like an easy substitution.
Li Yan still doesn't know that there is something called the protagonist's aura in this world, so of course he doesn't understand why the people around him are like In one night, he defected to the side of the prince of Song Dynasty.
In the first life, he stood on top of the palace buildings and quietly looked at the rebels below. The fire illuminated the palace at night, as bright as day.
The general of the rebel army was his cousin, and the man named Li Zhou commanded the three armies. What's more, even the imperial guards who were brought out by Li Yan turned against Li Zhou in an instant.
Li Zhou looked at the man above the building, and said in a deep voice: "Li Yan, if you surrender, I will save your life and give you the throne of prince."
This is really an attractive condition, there is no one from Li Yan in the whole palace.
The fire illuminated the night sky, but the man above the building, covered in blood, looked like Shura bathed in the dark night.
He has large and small wounds on his body, but there are piles of corpses beside him. He is indeed a ruthless character who can fight so far alone, but no matter how powerful a person is, there will always be a time when his strength is exhausted. No matter how much blood can be stained on his hands, nothing can be reversed.
He is an emperor abandoned by the world.
So what if he overcomes all difficulties to ascend to the throne? After all, he still lost, inexplicably lost.
This fact strikes him as ironic.
He is an unrecognized emperor, but he still has the dignity of being an emperor.
"Li Zhou, I didn't lose to you, what I lost to... was people's hearts."
His side face was stained with blood, and he lifted his thin lips into a smile, but the short laughter was full of inexplicable chilling gloom, and the voice echoed in the air, as if hovering in the air, waiting to harvest life.
No one dared to rush forward to capture the former emperor.
Li Zhou frowned and raised his hand, "Fire the arrow!"
The arrow nets were as dense as rain, and they all went towards the building.
When all the dust settled, what suddenly appeared in the eyes of everyone was that the man standing on the building still hadn't fallen down.
Some people couldn't move a step, and some even took a step back involuntarily.
Li Zhou stood on the spot for a while, then walked up the building. In the dark corner where the moonlight could not shine, the figure of the man supporting himself with his sword was like a towering and immovable mountain.
Even though his body has been pierced by dozens of arrows.
His eyes were still open, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes, as if he was mocking the person who came, saying: You are just a traitor.
Li Zhou was silent.
"He is a hero." The girl's agile voice sounded at this moment, especially abruptly.
Li Zhou looked at the girl in the green skirt beside him, and called out: "Xiaomu, I said that such a scene is not suitable for you, so you don't have to come here."
"It's okay, I don't worry about you." Her eyes fell on the man who had lost his life, and she was thinking that even though she already knew the ending of this male supporting role, when she saw this scene, she couldn't help feeling Shocked, she couldn't help but took a step forward.