The sand stretches over the horizon; the sun looked like blood. As few eagles hover in the air back and forth over the dusk and within vicinity, there is no trace of smoke arising from kitchen, making the sunset from city border look even more like a lonely and desolate place.
If standing over a top of a sand dune and watching in the distance, you could vaguely see a man dressed in white like snow. I Su Yi sat over another dune. A black bamboo flute acrossed my lips; the tone emitted was a very sad melody.
Suddenly, a brust of horse riding sounds heard and then gradually appeared before my eyes, as the music also came to an end. I took away from my lips and sighed and said:" Is there still no envoy from capital?".
From behind me, a man dressed in lieutenant costume dismounted and whispered: " Yes, General! No one has arrived. The sky showed that it's rather late now. It's bet to return campsite now. sir"
I stood up and looked towards the distance and then murmured: " It has been dragging on for two months now. How long are they intending for it to last?" My tone was grave. It's temperature didn't match my elegant and outstanding aura.
The lieutenant looked up at his beautiful face, hesitantly wanting to speak. It was for sometime when he could no longer refrain:" Su General, according to your subordinate, you should not wait any longer. Ten days ago, a group of trade travellers from capital has passed through. I had made an inquiry with them, and I discovered that the salary expenditure for soldiers has long been used to build the courtyard by his Majesty. I didn't want to increase General anxiety, so I had not informed
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Before he could finished the sentence my powerful fist struck the wall indignantly and i said: "Benighted King harms the country. How could he use military expenditure for pleasure? It is not logical that unless there is a home, there will be no nation? Once Kim Liao we all were defeat and exhausted. How are we to defend? When the country is gone the beautiful courtyard that was built would fall into other people's hand. Ironically, generation of monarch have yet to understand this principle. Perhaps my Qi's days are numbered?" Then i shook my head and gritted my teeth in distress.
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War prisoner
Historical FictionSu Yi, the great general of Qi, was captured by enemy country's army. Faced with the downfall of his country and interest from opposing country's king, how will he react....
