kingnovel Chapter 465 What’s the harm in dying again?
Chapter 465 What’s the harm in dying again?
The roar of muskets continued behind him, and steel bullets came like a rainstorm, sometimes glancing past his skin, and sometimes ruthlessly embedding into his shoulders, arms and legs.
Pain and numbness were intertwined, and Duan Tianyang could no longer distinguish between new and old injuries. He only felt that his body was gradually losing the perception of pain.
He staggered forward. If it were an ordinary person, he would have fallen to the ground after suffering such a serious injury, but he was still fighting against his fate.
Night fell quietly, and Duan Tianyang's physical strength gradually approached the limit, but the fire and noise behind him reminded him that he must not slack off in the slightest.
The light of the torches flickered in the forest, like the ferocious smiles of the Jin army's pursuers, illuminating his thin figure.
After another night of running, Duan Tianyang had lost his sense of direction. There was nothing around him except continuous mountains and dense forests.
When he climbed a steep mountain, the view in front of him suddenly opened up - a vast valley appeared before him. Duan Tianyang did not hesitate and was about to run down the hillside. At this moment, the whistling sound of steel bullets rang out again behind him, accompanied by the shouts of the Jin army, and a steel ball mercilessly hit his thigh.
In severe pain, he lost his balance and his body rolled down the hillside like a kite with a broken string, all the way to the bottom of the valley.
When he finally stopped, he was covered in wounds, his clothes were torn, his flesh was bloody, and his blood had stained the surrounding rocks and soil red.
"Duan Tianyang was shot!"
"He can't move!"
The roar of the Jin army on the top of the mountain echoed in his ears. Duan Tianyang bit his lower lip tightly, and blood oozed out quietly. He used his long sword as support, stood up shakily, and walked unsteadily into the depths of the valley.
He didn't dare to stop until he saw a huge sinkhole before him, and then he stopped.
The sinkhole in front of me was more than tens of meters wide and unfathomably deep. Even the midday sun could not penetrate it.
At the edge of the sinkhole, cold air lingered, as if it was nature's final mockery of the desperate.
He couldn't help but sigh to the sky, he couldn't describe the feeling in his heart, was it really God's will to end him like this?
Before he could think, the Jin army had already arrived. The firearms team quickly reloaded and pointed their guns at him like a forest.
A general of the Jin army walked out slowly from the formation. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked Duan Tianyang up and down carefully, and couldn't help but marvel in his heart.
Despite such a serious injury, Duan Tianyang was able to run wildly all night and persist for half a day. His tenacity and perseverance are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
He swallowed lightly, took a deep breath, raised his chin slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Duan Tianyang, you are at the end of your rope, why don't you surrender? Put down your weapon now, and I can guarantee your life. If you still insist on doing wrong, my army has sophisticated firearms and a large number of people, and we will definitely let you get through thousands of bullets!"
Duan Tianyang stared at the deep sinkhole in front of him, and slowly turned around when he heard the words. His body was covered with scars and his face was covered with bloody cuts, which was very scary.
He glanced at the Jin army generals, then looked around at the enemy troops, and a complex smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be both mocking and self-mocking: "Surrender? Since the war between the two countries, our generals have only died on the battlefield. When have we ever seen anyone surrender without a fight?"
The Jin army general frowned and was speechless for a moment.
In the realm of the gods, generals at the rank of regiment commander and above are mostly proud of dying in battle, and few surrender voluntarily. Even when faced with being captured, most choose to commit suicide before being captured.
If Duan Tianyang can be captured alive, it will not only severely damage the morale of the Divine Realm and the Divine Realm Army, but can also be used as a bargaining chip to force the Hongxing Army to give up resistance or even turn against them. Its strategic significance is self-evident.
"Duan Tianyang, to be honest, as a general of the Hongxing Army, you have done your best and fulfilled your duties. Choosing to surrender at this moment is not a shame, but a wise move." There was some sincerity in his tone.
Duan Tianyang fought from Xiguan to Xifan, and from Xifan to the Kingdom of Jin. He went through countless battles. With his bravery and dedication, who dares to say that he did not give his best?
Facing the Jin army generals' persuasion to surrender, Duan Tianyang lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking deeply about the other party's words.
Seeing this, the Jin army general couldn't help but take a step forward and continued: "Lord Duan's loyalty and contribution to the Divine Realm are obvious to both you and me. But now, the Divine Realm court is hopelessly corrupt and incompetent. Lord Duan, why don't you let go of your obsession and choose another path?"
Duan Tianyang lowered his head and said slowly: "Although I am powerless to change the affairs of the court, as for me personally, I can die but I will never surrender!"
After he finished speaking, he added softly: "I've died once, so what's the harm in dying again?" The voice was as thin as a mosquito, and only he could hear it.
As soon as he finished speaking, he fell backwards. Behind him was a bottomless cenote. As his figure gradually disappeared, his body also fell rapidly into the cenote...
"Master Duan..."
The Jin army general who witnessed this scene suddenly changed his expression. He lunged forward and stretched out his arms as hard as he could, trying to grab Duan Tianyang, but his fingertips only touched air.
Gazing at the deep, dark tiankeng, the Jin army general had a complicated expression on his face. He lay at the edge of the tiankeng for a long time, unable to come back to his senses.
Looking at Duan Tianyang again, his body was falling rapidly in the sinkhole. At first, he could still catch a few faint rays of light, but in a flash, his surroundings were completely swallowed up by thick darkness.
His consciousness gradually became blurred and his eyes slowly closed, as if the whole world was silent at this moment.
This was the first time he felt such deep fatigue since he crossed into the realm of God's Domain. All the past events flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern...
Ling Ziyan, Yan Yuexin, Yi Shuirou, Hua Duoer, Yi Yunxi, and the brothers of Hongxing Society...
These people that I care about in my heart...
It was so strange that at this critical moment, the first person I thought of was not Yi Shuirou, but that crazy woman Ling Ziyan...
This might be the original owner's emotions hidden deep in his soul, or it might be the truest desire in his heart...
In short, the unfinished love, hatred, and vengeance, as well as the blood debt between the Hongxing Army and the Dongguan Army, and the missing Ling Ziyan...
Everything will come to an end with my passing away...
Do not!
I can not be reconciled!
Duan Tianyang suddenly opened his eyes. How could he be willing to accept this? How could he be willing to be defeated like this and let the hatred of his brothers and Yi Yunxi's sacrifice go to waste?
He gritted his teeth, swung his hands violently, and several silver lines accurately hooked the steep mountain wall.
As his body continued to fall, these silver threads extended straight forward as if they had life, and the true energy was injected into the Universal Ring at the same time. In an instant, the Universal Ring turned into a solid vest, tightly wrapping his body.
When Duan Tianyang felt that he was about to reach the bottom of the tiankeng, he quickly controlled the silver wire to stop extending, and used this force to slow down his falling speed.
His body shook violently at the bottom of the sinkhole, and after several rounds of struggle, he finally got rid of the inertia of falling.
He retracted the silver thread, and his body fell to the ground with a dull thud...
It was still pitch black all around, and he couldn't see his hand in front of him. Only the biting cold and damp air reminded him of his current situation.
He lay on the ground, feeling the touch of the uneven stones, with mixed feelings in his heart.
He tried to look up at the top of the cenote, but there was only endless darkness, not even a ray of light could penetrate.
He gave a bitter smile. Although he was lucky enough not to die, he seemed to be trapped at the bottom of this dark pit.
Just as he was immersed in despair, he felt a slight itching sensation on his arm, as if something was quietly crawling...
He was startled and quickly turned over and sat up...