Establishing a thousand-year family from the nobles of the Western Han Dynasty

Chapter 39 Xu Zhen Appears
Amid the chaos, Zhao archers fired volleys of arrows towards Xu Zhao who was fighting. Seeing that there was no other way, Xu Gong could only use his body to block the arrow for his elder brother.

"Worker brother!" Xu Zhao shouted immediately, hugged his brother who was shot by an arrow and tried to break out.

"Hold on, it was my brother who was too careless this time. Don't worry, I will take you out to treat your injuries."

The rebels were still slowly surrounding them, but they were no match for the furious Xu Zhao and were quickly killed. Other Han cavalry also intended to cover their retreat.

"Kill! The king has issued an order that whoever captures Xu Zhao alive will be rewarded handsomely!"

At this moment, a large number of cavalrymen with flags carrying the word "Zhao" suddenly rushed out from the corner. Liu Ruyi had started to guard against Xu Zhao's troops very early and ambushed a large number of elite cavalry in advance, hoping to capture Xu Zhao alive and use him for his own purposes.

For a while, the shouts of killing were deafening, and the Han army retreated while fighting with them.

"Gongdi, you must hold on. Big brother only has you and Gong left! We, the Xu family, still rely on you to carry on the family line." Tears flowed from the corners of Xu Zhao's eyes and flowed down mixed with blood.

He had already learned the news of Xu Zheng's death in battle. Although he was heartbroken, he was also relieved by Xu Gong's transformation. Only three of the once glorious six heroes of the Xu family were left.

"Ahem...Brother, I'm fine. As long as you're alive, there's hope for our Xu family. If I die, you'll have to bear more children." Xu Gong was very optimistic. He thought it was worth it to exchange his life for his brother's.

"Don't say such nonsense. If you die here, won't father only have two descendants left? How can I explain to father in the afterlife?"

While Xu Zhao was riding his horse at full speed, he did not forget to scold his brother. He was ready to fight for his life, but his brother could not die here.

"Stop them!" Soon hundreds of Zhao soldiers surrounded and blocked Xu Zhao.

"Damn it, there's no way I can escape." Xu Zhao retreated again and again. Although he was brave, he couldn't compete with hundreds of people, and other enemies were also surrounding him.

At this moment, there was a sudden strong wind in the sky, with a strong east wind blowing. The enemy troops who were trying to stop them were in the wrong direction and could not even stand steadily for a while.

Xu Zhao seized the opportunity to break out of the rebel encirclement and rushed towards the east of Chang'an. The strong wind successfully blocked the enemy's offensive, and even the soldiers attacking Chang'an on the front line were affected. Relying on this east wind, the Han army successfully closed the opened city gates.

However, even if they succeeded in holding on this time, the Han army would have suffered heavy losses, and the remaining troops would not be able to hold out for much longer. Even if Liu Heng rushed back from Taiyuan now, it would be too late.

For a time, the atmosphere in Chang'an City was very depressing.

"Pass to the doctor, quickly pass to the doctor!"

Xu Zhao also took advantage of this favorable situation to lead most of the people to escape back to the camp. Although there were some losses, they were not too great and they were still able to fight.

The accompanying military doctor arrived quickly and first removed the stray arrow for Xu Gong, then disinfected, stopped the bleeding, and bandaged the wound.

"How is it? How is the worker's injury?" Xu Zhao held the other's hand anxiously.

The doctor couldn't stand the force, so he quickly broke free and replied, "General Xu Gong is fine, it's just that the arrow injured his bones. If he doesn't want to get sick, he can only rest and not charge into battle."

"Thank you, doctor..." Xu Zhao gave the man twenty gold coins and sent him out.

He walked to his brother's bed, his face full of self-blame. After all, he suffered such serious injuries while trying to save him.

Xu Zheng died in battle in the State of Yan, Xu Zhong committed suicide, Xu Yuan was defeated and killed, and only two of his brothers were left. War is truly cruel.

"Father, I feel ashamed of your cultivation and your Majesty's trust. I thought I could stop the rebellion and the invasion of the foreign races, but in the end I found that I could do nothing at all."

"If the King of Zhao succeeds in his rebellion, there will be no peace in the world. This is all because of my incompetence. If you were here, you would have won the victory and returned to the court long ago."

Xu Zhao laid on his brother's bed with his hands resting his head on it. He was very confused and didn't know what the future held.

"Kid, you did great. You tried your best. There's no need to blame yourself." "Who?"

A voice like a whisper from a god reached his ears, and Xu Zhao suddenly sat up and looked around.

"No, this voice is...father!"

Soon, he recognized the owner of the voice. It was the great Han Grand Tutor, Xu Zhen, who had long passed away and been buried!

"Son pays homage to father!" Xu Zhao quickly stood up, knelt heavily on the ground and kowtowed several times. Hearing this familiar voice, a few hot tears could not help but flow down.

"Good boy, get up quickly, you are still injured."

At this time, wisps of white mist emerged from nowhere, gathered in the center and condensed into a bronze altar exuding an ancient atmosphere.

The starlight floated in the air along with the mist and slowly entered Xu Zhao's eyebrows.

He only felt a bright light in front of his eyes. When the strong light faded away, he found that he was beside a lake. There was a man in blue fishing in front of him.

"See...See my father." All these things really refreshed Xu Zhao's three views. Was he dreaming? He actually saw his father who had passed away long ago! And in such a magical way.

Perhaps only the legendary gods can achieve this level!

"Get up." The man put down his fishing rod and strode over leisurely, his figure very light.

Xu Zhao looked up and was even more surprised. He saw a handsome and sacred man. This face was exactly what his father looked like when he was young! In fact, his temperament was even more noble and majestic.

"Father, I feel so ashamed for not being able to protect the Han Dynasty! Now that the traitor Liu Ruyi is about to attack Chang'an, I really don't know what to do."

"I dare to ask for your advice!"

Xu Zhao bent down with a very respectful look. He didn't even ask about these miracles. It was obvious that his father had become a god and was still blessing the Han people in heaven.

Since my father is so great, it is reasonable for him to become a god.

"This is my fault. How can I disobey His Majesty's last wish as a subject? I thought that Prince Zhao Liu Ruyi would be a helper of our Han Dynasty and serve His Majesty for life, but the result is... oh, fate plays tricks on me."

Xu Zhao raised his head and sighed softly. In fact, these were all his fault. It would be a lie to say that he didn't blame himself. In the end, he couldn't help himself even though he had made up his mind to ignore it.

He chose to lend a helping hand to his son and put an end to Liu Ruyi's rebellion.

"This is not your fault, father. But I still beg you to give me some advice to save the people from the disaster. I know that it is not allowed for the gods to interfere in everything."

"If there is any punishment, I am willing to bear it all, even if it means falling into hell, I will have no regrets!"

Xu Zhao knelt on the ground and said very devoutly that his father had always been able to solve any problem he had encountered before, and this time when they met again after a long separation, he placed his hopes on him again.

"I can help you put down the rebellion in Zhao State, but there is always a price to pay for going against the will of heaven. You have to pay for this karma yourself."

Xu Zhen turned his back and said meaningfully.

"Son is willing to take responsibility!" Xu Zhao's tone was firm, and there was even a hint of surprise in his eyes as he stared at his father.

"Really? What if I tell you that the price is your life?"

(End of this chapter)