Chapter 67: Sun Ce Vows to Avenge His Father
Sun Jian's camp was covered in mourning.
The weather was cold, with the north wind blowing violently and the white flag fluttering, making the scene seem even more desolate and sad.
A young man, dressed in mourning, knelt before Sun Jian's coffin.
The young man has a rather immature face and looks 70% similar to Sun Jian.
Although he is still a teenager and is still kneeling there, one can still feel that he has grown up and looks heroic.
This person was none other than Sun Jian's eldest son, Sun Ce.
Sun Ce had a handsome appearance and looked very heroic, but at this moment, as he knelt in front of Sun Jian's coffin, his face was somewhat distorted and his eyes were bloodshot.
"My father's heroic spirit is not far away. I will definitely avenge you!
Use Hua Xiong's head to commemorate my father!
From today on, my son will join the army!"
It was unknown how long Sun Ce had been kneeling here, but he finally spoke without saying a word. His voice was hoarse, but extremely firm.
Han Dang, who was not far away, hesitated for a moment and said, "Young Master, the master left a will, saying... not to let you avenge him, but to let you... live well."
Sun Ce did not look back: "My father was killed, and as a son, I don't want to avenge my father. How can I be a son?!"
The sound seemed intense.
Perhaps realizing that his tone was inappropriate, Sun Ce slowed down, turned his head, looked at Han Dang, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Yi, I understand why my father said such words.
He was worried that his nephew would be killed and wanted him to live well.
But, my father was killed, such a blood feud, as a son, if I don't take revenge, how can I live well?"
Looking at Sun Ce in front of him, whose eyes were bloodshot and whose face was already filled with tears, Han Dang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but for a moment he couldn't say anything.
He paused for a moment, looked at Sun Ce and said, "Logically, I should obey the will of my lord and urge the young master not to act in this way.
But deep down, I also want to avenge my lord.
Since the young master has said this, his mind has been made up, so I will not say anything more.
To avenge my lord, count me, Han Dang, in as one of them!"
Upon hearing this, Sun Ce put on mourning clothes, performed the filial piety ritual, and kowtowed to Han Dang on the spot.
Han Dang quickly moved aside.
Afterwards, Sun Ce had someone bring a feather arrow, and right in front of Sun Jian's coffin, he broke the arrow and swore to kill Hua Xiong.
Han Dang stood aside, taking all of this in, feeling both relieved and deeply worried.
A gust of north wind blew past, knocking down a soul-calling banner standing at Sun Jian's mourning hall.
It hit Sun Ce right on the head.
Sun Ce and Han Dang were both stunned.
Han Dang hurried over to lift up the soul-calling banner, and then he looked at Sun Ce with a complicated expression and said, "Young Master, why don't you... stop doing this.
Maybe it was because the lord disagreed just now."
Upon hearing this, Sun Ce knelt down to the front of Sun Jian's coffin. After learning of Sun Jian's death, he, who had never cried out loud before, hugged Sun Jian's coffin and burst into tears.
Hearing this, Han Dang couldn't help but have red eyes and tears rolling down his cheeks.
It took a while before Sun Ce stopped crying.
"Father, please forgive me for being unfilial and unable to obey your will.
The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable!
The child will report it!
I can obey you in everything, but not in this matter..."
Not long after, someone came to report that it was Yuan Shu who came.
Han Dang hurried to greet him.
As a filial son, Sun Ce came to the mourning hall and waited.
After Yuan Shu came over, he kowtowed to him and greeted him.
Yuan Shu quickly helped Sun Ce up.
Then he tidied his clothes and came to the mourning hall to pay tribute to Sun Jian.
He looked at Sun Jian's coffin for a long time in silence.
After a while, he sighed and said, "Wentai, you have been a hero all your life, but you never thought that you would be killed by Hua Xiong.
I will definitely find a way to avenge you for this vengeance of yours!"
After saying that, when he saw the broken feather arrow in front of Sun Jian's coffin, he was moved and asked Sun Ce what was going on.
After learning that Sun Ce broke an arrow as a pledge to avenge Sun Jian, Yuan Shu was filled with emotion.
He reached out and held Sun Ce's hand.
"Wentai is a hero, his son is also a hero, Bofu has the style of his father!
I will also strongly support you and strive to kill Hua Xiong, and use his head to commemorate your father!"
Sun Ce thanked him out loud.
Yuan Shu added: "You don't have to worry about the troops your father left behind. I, Yuan Shu, am here to see who dares to invade us!"
Yuan Shu was right. After Sun Jian's death, no one dared to treat Sun Jian's troops the same way they treated Bao Xin's troops.
On the one hand, this is because Sun Ce, Sun Jian's eldest son, is here, and on the other hand, Sun Jian still has a great general, Han Dang, alive under his command.
In addition to these, there is a more important reason, which is because of Yuan Shu.
It’s not for nothing that the Yuan family has had three officials in four generations.
Yuan Shu paid tribute to Sun Jian here, talked to Sun Ce, and then left.
As a filial son, Sun Ce knelt down again and sent Yuan Shu out of the mourning hall.
Han Dang escorted Yuan Shu out of the military camp...
"There is someone to take over Wen Tai's career!
Although his eldest son is still young, he is different from ordinary teenagers. In time, he will become another Sun Jian and Sun Wentai..."
On the way back, Yuan Shu said this to the people around him...
At night, Sun Ce stayed here with Sun Jian, while Han Dang arranged troops, inspected the military camp and established strict defense.
To prevent troops from coming out of Sishui Pass and taking the opportunity to attack the camp.
Hua Xiong's successive surprise attacks made them all a little frightened...
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“This damn Hua Xiong!!
What good luck!!”
Here in Chang'an City, Lu Bu cursed angrily, the flame of envy and jealousy burning in his chest.
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Here in Sishui Pass, in the darkness, Zhao Cen sat there for a long time.
Then he stood up, and bowed silently in one direction, as if he was worshipping someone...
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Outside the city of Chang'an, on the road leading to Sishui Pass, Wu Qiong was heading towards Sishui Pass with rewards and presents for the army.
Although Wu Qiong held the post of city gate captain, he was actually a famous scholar.
When he went to Sishui Pass, he was not wearing any armor, but was dressed like a famous scholar.
Riding on a horse, he stands out even more against the backdrop of these ordinary people escorting the rewards.
Thinking back on how he had successfully completed this mission at Dong Zhuo's place, he was in a good mood.
As a scholar, he endured humiliation and disgust for such a long time, pretending to submit to Dong Zhuo, and finally it worked.
Dong Zhuo already trusts himself very much!
Otherwise, such a task would never be yours.
That's good. I can take this opportunity to do my best and get Hua Xiong away from Sishui Pass!
Looking at the Sishui Pass standing in front of him, he sat on his horse, took a deep breath, straightened his chest, and threw away the last trace of hesitation in his heart.
Hua Xiong, I, Wu Qiong, am here!
