"cried manly tears"
How do you cry manly tears?
"cried manly tears"
How do you cry manly tears?
the literal translation is to cry hero tears "ying xiong lei". I guess it meant he was not blubbering or wailing, more of a stoic cry?
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Wah, cannot take it... too tragic... need to go do something manly for a while...
Man is glue. You are man. How then can you step away from glue?
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Enjoy KL, just came back from Penang last week
Nice, food is great and cheap too
To fellow SITP fans.... happy 11-11-11... ;-P
Man is glue. You are man. How then can you step away from glue?
As my prediction, how possibly XSL win to the most famous general at that era. If he can then surely his name will be recorded in history, and the most famous general at that era will be XSL instead of Li Mu. Maybe this is what Huang Yi thought when he wrote this story. Hopefully XSL not dead, or the story will stop here .... :-)
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X's name would not be show up in history,
Remember what he told Zhao Pan.
Happy 11-11-11!
XSL's first major crushing military defeat!
short update... sorry for the delay guys.. been really bz. And there won't be updates for now until end of the mth coz I'm going hanoi for work tomorrow, followed by my KL holiday next week. Enjoy!
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That’s not because he has planned poorly, but because Li Mu is too smart.
Now his only hope is that he has successfully hindered Li Mu from catching up with the troops led by Teng and Jing before they can reach Zhongmou, otherwise their decoy troops that was meant to look like they’re attacking Handan will be totally wiped out.
Luckily this time around the person in charge is the mature and stable Teng Yi who is capable of handling any situation.
If it was Jing Jun, he’ll definitely turn back to save them and it would be akin to suicide.
It’s a miracle that he’s able to survive this time.
He can imagine that Li Mu will certainly dispatch his men to search for his whereabouts.
Once he thought of this, Xiang Shaolong felt a surge of instinct to survive. He first checked his injuries and can’t help but thank Uncle Qing for making, and Qin Qing for sewing this armor for him. Although he was struck by a few arrows and hit by swords many times, there were only three spots which split open and he only suffered superficial injuries, with the would behind his shoulder blades to be the deepest. The other injuries were all on his arms and limbs and were all superficial injuries which will not hinder his movement.
He removed his bag from Strong Wind’s body and took out the clothes inside. He beared with the pain as he peeled off his armor and clothes which had stuck to his flesh and dried blood. He tore off pieces of cloth and bandaged his wounds. After changing into the daily wear that warriors usually wear and securing the climbing equipment around his waist, his mood turned a little for the better.
After emptying the clean water in the bottle that Strong Wind was carrying, he took off the precious sword ‘Blood Wave’ that was tied around the reins and remembered that this is a famous sword that was once given to him by Li Mu. Conflicting feelings surged up in him unexpectedly.
By now it is getting dark. He had wanted to spend some effort to bury Strong Wind, or at least cover him with some soil but he could hear hooves-beat coming from somewhere far away. He had no choice but to bow respectfully at Strong Wind’s body to express his thanks before starting on his escape with feelings of devastation and extreme sadness.
He is extremely familiar with travelling in the wilderness. Initially, whenever he ascends to a high point, he’ll be able to see the torches of his pursuers.
They are like the grim reaper, entangling him in such a way that he is unable to determine what is the correct direction to Zhongmou.
By dawn, although he has temporarily thrown off his pursuers, he was totally lost and could only run towards the mountain cliffs.
When he was sitting down and resting at a dense forest at the top of a hill, his whole body felt as if it’s falling apart. Not only is his mind in turmoil, his body is extremely exhausted.
Blood was oozing out of many of his wounds and the pain was unbearable. The feeling of utter defeat is enough to make anyone despair.
If not for the fact that he had undergone strict special task force training in the past, he surely will not be able to pull himself together at this point in time.
But he knows that this moment is the most important point in the route of escape.
Because it’s easy for the enemy to find out where Strong Wind had collapsed and died, so they’ll definitely make use of the opportunity that he is on foot and unable to travel far to push on the search for him. If he were to fall asleep now, he may end up in the hands of the enemy by the time he wakes up.
Xiang Shaolong gritted his teeth, gathered his spirits and after a short recovery of his energy, meditated according to the Mohist meditation method.
In a short while, he was calm and his whole body relaxed and during that time his energy was recovered swiftly. After about an hour of such meditation, he jumped up and used his strong sense of willpower to overcome the exhaustion his body is feeling and continued on his flight for life.
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back with a very short update....
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He deliberately picked routes at the cliffs where beasts and men will find difficult to cover and used his climbing gear to move along. This is surely a move that his enemies will never expect. Otherwise if he were to choose to travel on flat open wilderness, how can he ever outrun horses on four legs.
Once it’s dark, he rested next to a waterfall, his whole body in so much pain that he can’t even move his fingers.
In a short instant he was fast asleep and by the time he woke up the sun was gradually rising.
His ears first heard the swooshing of the waterfall, mixed with the sounds made be insects and birds. The scene around him was serene. Xiang Shaolong opened his eyes and sat up only to see the waterfall on his left coming down from the cliff high above in a silvery cascade, the lake next to him foaming with white bubbles as the water crashed down on its surface, crashing back to the side of the cliff again in tight circles. The scene was magnificent.
He looked at his surroundings again to see countless mountains surrounding the area with trees growing wildly.
Xiang Shaolong can’t help but be impressed and wondered why had he not noticed that the scenery here is so special yesterday?
Inspired by the surroundings where opportunities for survival abound, he felt a strong surge of drive and vowed to live to return to the people who love and care for him.
In the past, when he lost contact with Tao Fang at the Zhao border after they ran into horse thieves, there was a period of time where he was roaming around in the wilderness. So now he is of course familiar with it and is able to pick wild vegetables to curb his hunger.
He thought that he may be the first human to ever step foot in this desolate wilderness and a sense of satisfaction welled up in him.
The place where Li Mu ambushed him is around the borders of Zhao and Wei, north of the city walls of the state of Zhao, so it’s a higher possibility that he is right now within the borders of Wei. Once he ascends the peak nearby and can have a further look, he would be able to find the easily identifiable Yellow River or maybe the route he took in the past when he went to Wei from Zhao. From there he will be able to determine his plan to return to Zhongmou.
Once he thought of this, his spirits lifted and once he decided on the highest mountain peak nearby, he gritted his teeth and climbed his way up.
He can’t help but be thankful that he had been practicing martial arts every day for the past few years, otherwise by now he won’t have the stamina to go on further.
But when he saw the wild eagles circling around the top of the mountains, he can’t help but be reminded of Zhou Liang who died in the battle and the loyal Eagle King who died for its owner and he could feel hot tears brimming in his eyes.
Are humans naturally selfish creatures? For various gains, they will rally around the excuse of protecting the country and the people and keep on killing one another. What’s the point of all these?
What is most hateful is that he is part of such killing wars.
In a war, there’s no one who can truly win. Even the victorious will have to pay a terrible price to win.
Such an outcome has been laid down in stone since time memorial and no one can change it but wars are still continuing without a stop.
Even if under a unified power, power struggles and murders have never really stopped.
Before dusk, he has ascended one of the peaks and the great land lay before his eyes.
He was immediately stunned by what he saw.
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Welcome back Jean, hope you enjoyed your trip.
Thanks Jean I hope you had a good vacation.