#头条创作挑战赛#
As night fell, Liangshanbo was shrouded in a mysterious mist, and the moonlight was pale, as if to foreshadow something ominous to come. On such a quiet and tense night, Hu Sanniang walked out of her residence lightly, her heartbeat accelerating with each step.
Her destination was Lin Chong's quarters, filled with mixed emotions: anticipation, apprehension, and perhaps a hint of fear of the unknown. Hu Sanniang stood outside the door of Lin Chong's residence and took a deep breath of the cold night sky. Her hand reached for the door, hesitating whether to knock on the door and convey her heart to Lin Chong.
At this critical moment, her inner battle was extremely fierce. This is the eve of the last battle in Yangsan, and perhaps tomorrow will be the boundary between life and death. She didn't know what would happen after the two met, but she had too many words in her heart to say to Lin Chong.
Worries on the eve of recruitment
On the eve of the heroes of Liangshan being recruited, the moonlight sprinkled on the land of Liangshanbo, bringing a touch of chill and tranquility to the warriors in the dark. Song Jiang, the leader of Liang Shanbo, stood in front of his comrades, his eyes flashing with uneasiness and worry.
His comrades-in-arms, these heroes who were once majestic on the rivers and lakes, now look exhausted, and their eyes have lost their former sharpness. Song Jiang looked at them, his heart full of guilt and responsibility.
He knew that these brothers had followed him through countless hardships and dangers, and that they were invincible and invincible, but now what they needed was no longer glory and victory on the battlefield, but the warmth of family and the freedom of their hearts. He knows very well that in the heart of every hero, there is a yearning for ordinary life.
Song Jiang took a deep breath and straightened his back, his voice echoing in the night sky: "Brothers, I have good news, the emperor promised that as long as we go out again to defeat Fang La, we can regain our freedom and live the life we want." His words were filled with strength and determination, as if to dispel all anxiety and fear.
The surrounding soldiers listened to Song Jiang's words, and their eyes gradually became firm, as if they had found new hope from Song Jiang's words. Song Jiang looked at them, and the burden in his heart seemed to be lighter. He knew that this might be the last time they would fight for Liangshan and for their brothers.
He wants them to know that their sacrifices are worth it and that their struggles will not be forgotten.
Brief family reunions
After Song Jiang's encouraging words, the heroes of Liangshan left one after another and returned to their respective homes to enjoy the long-lost family warmth. As soon as Wang Ying returned home, his footsteps never stopped. The tranquility and peace of his home contrasted sharply with the restlessness in his heart. He glanced at Hu Sanniang, who was sitting quietly in the corner of the house, and hurried out to pursue the hustle and bustle of the tavern in the night.
Hu Sanniang watched Wang Ying's back disappear outside the door, and an inexplicable sense of loss surged in her heart. She lay on the bed, and everything in the room seemed so quiet that she could hear her own heartbeat. The moonlight outside the window spilled on the floor, reflecting dappled light and shadow.
Her thoughts involuntarily drifted to Lin Chong, the warrior who was extremely brave on the battlefield, but lonely and lonely in the emotional world. "What is he doing at the moment? Is he missing anyone?" Hu Sanniang's heart was full of concern.
She imagined that Lin Chong might be sitting alone in the room at the moment, and there might be confusion and uneasiness similar to her in his eyes. On this calm night, everyone is in their own space, enduring their own loneliness.
Hu Sanniang got up, walked lightly through the deserted room, and walked to the window. She stared at the bright moon in the night sky, and her thoughts were like waves. She remembered Lin Chong's resolute face, his bravery on the battlefield, and the gentleness he occasionally showed in his days in Liangshan.
Her heart was full of complex emotions, including deep respect for Lin Chong and a trace of indescribable affection. On this moonlit night, she felt an unprecedented urge to see Lin Chong, even if it was just from a distance. The impulse in her heart drove Hu Sanniang, she gently put on her clothes, quietly opened the door, and walked out of the room.
Visit Lin Chong at night
On the way to Lin Chong's residence, Hu Sanniang was nervous and expectant. The night gave her a thin layer of cover, and her steps were light but firm. She walked through the path of Liangshanbo, and every step seemed like a deep exploration of her own heart. The night breeze was light, bringing a hint of coolness, but it could not calm the fluctuations in her heart.
When she arrived at Lin Chong's residence, she stopped and stood quietly outside the window. Through the dim light, she saw Lin Chong sitting alone in the room, holding a wine glass in his hand, as if in contemplation. His brow furrowed slightly, revealing a deep melancholy and exhaustion. Hu Sanniang's heart was deeply touched by this scene, and she could feel the wordless heaviness in Lin Chong's heart.
She wanted to knock on the window, to break the boundaries of silence and pour out the emotions in her heart. But she was afraid, afraid that her appearance would break Lin Chong's peace, afraid that this fragile peace would be shattered by her impulsiveness. She stood outside the window, hesitating, the emotions in her heart surging like a tide.
Lin Chong seemed to feel something, and he looked up at the window. Hu Sanniang and Lin Chong met through the window, and the two of them didn't say anything, as if everything was silent. "It's time for me to go. Hu Sanniang said silently in her heart, she didn't want her emotions to become a burden in Lin Chong's heart.
She took a gentle step and quietly left Lin Chong's residence. At the sound of her footsteps, the silence of the night fell again. Hu Sanniang walked home in silence all the way, her heart was full of complicated feelings. She knew that the relationship between herself and Lin Chong was as deep and difficult to touch as this night.
She has both deep admiration and unspeakable emotions in her heart. But she also understands that now is not the time to confess, and the shadow of war still hangs over each of them.
Back home, Hu Sanniang lay quietly on the bed, the moonlight outside the window sprinkled on her face, reflecting a faint sadness. Her thoughts flew to the distant battlefield, to the coming battle. She knows that this war is not just a battle against the enemy, but also a battle against the fear and insecurity of the heart.
Late at night, Hu Sanniang's eyes gradually became hazy, and she had a lot of thoughts in this sleepless night. She thought of Wang Ying, thought of Lin Chong, and thought of her days in Liangshan. She knows that no matter what tomorrow brings, she has to be strong to face it. Her heart is full of uncertainty about the future, but at the same time, there is a hint of anticipation.
Finally, when the day dawned, Hu Sanniang got up from the bed and prepared for a new day. Although her heart is full of unfinished feelings, it is more about firmness and courage for the future. She knew that no matter how raging the flames of war were, she would face it bravely and fight to the end with her brothers in Liangshan.
The tragedy of the Battle of Fangla
At the beginning of the morning, the heroes of Liangshan were assembled, their eyes firm and heavy, facing the coming battle. Fang La's power is strong, and this expedition is a severe test for the heroes of Liangshan. Everyone knows in their hearts that in this battle, there may be many people who will never return.
Hu Sanniang and Wang Ying stood side by side, their eyes met for a moment, they didn't need words to each other, and all the determination and courage had been conveyed in their eyes. The war horses neighed, the horns sounded in the sky, and the heroes of Liangshan embarked on a journey.
On the battlefield, the fighting was extremely fierce. Fang La's army was well-trained and tactically tight, and every encounter was filled with the shadow of death. On this slaughtering battlefield, Wang Ying and Hu Sanniang fought side by side, brandishing weapons and moving forward bravely. But fate is always full of cruelty, and in a fierce encounter, they encountered Fang La's Fang Shi Jin Biao.
Jin Biao is strong in martial arts and good at Qimen Dunjia, and his spells have put Wang Ying and Hu Sanniang in a bitter battle. In a hand-to-hand combat, Wang Ying unfortunately fell into Jin Biao's thaumaturgy and fell in a pool of blood. Hu Sanniang was furious when she saw this, and rushed towards Jin Biao with a knife, but she was finally defeated by Jin Biao's evil art, and in a burst of dazzling light, she also fell.
The news came back to Yangsan and shocked everyone. The fall of these two heroic warriors brought a deep blow to the warriors of Liangshanbo. Many of them have deep friendships with Wang Ying and Hu Sanniang, and such a loss makes their hearts twist.
When Lin Chong received the news, he was standing in the camp tent studying the battle map. His hand suddenly stopped, and the whole person stood on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning. His eyes were filled with disbelief, which then turned into deep pain.
"Hu Sanniang ......" Lin Chong's voice was low and hoarse, his eyes moist, tears rolling in his sockets. His heart was full of endless regrets, those unspoken words, those unfulfilled wishes, all turned into a torn pain in his heart.
Lin Chong slowly walked out of the tent, his steps looking heavy. He looked up at the sky, the sky was overcast, as if mourning the fall of Hu Sanniang and Wang Ying. He closed his eyes, and his heart echoed with the bits and pieces of his encounter with Hu Sanniang, those emotions that gradually sublimated in the war have now become eternal regrets.
As night fell, Lin Chong sat alone in the tent, his heart full of grief and loneliness. He knew that even victory could not make up for the pain of losing his comrades. On this silent night, his mind stretched infinitely, thinking of the brave female warrior, of her smile, of her courage, of her unspoken emotions.
The flames of battle in Liangshanbo continued to burn, but in the hearts of every soldier, there was more mourning for the loss of comrades. The heroic deeds of Hu Sanniang and Wang Ying were passed down by word of mouth by the heroes of Liangshan and became an eternal memory in their hearts.
And Lin Chong, the once heroic and fearless warrior, also died of illness shortly after Hu Sanniang left, and his heart was full of thoughts about Hu Sanniang until the last moment of his life.
Resources:
"Water Margin"