第一百四十三章夜半歌声(1/4)

夜很深了，深到掩盖住今天所发生的一切，包括了今天所消散的灵魂。死神擦拭着他的镰刀，面无表情地等待着下一个黎明的开始，手中的镰刀泛着血的鲜红。
                                                                                                                                                                在山坳深处的小溪旁，黑压压的坐着一群人，一阵微风飘过，冲散了空气中淡淡的血腥味。“回来了多少人？清点过了么？”林江轻声地问着身边一个手臂扎着绷带的战士。
                                                                                                                                                                “一百三十二人！其中重伤五十六人，剩下的也都多少带着点伤……”战士默认的低下了头去，眼角上有两条清晰的泪痕，他的话听起来细微得仿佛是蚊呐的呢喃。林江喉咙耸动了一下，良久才开口道：“我记得你们当初来到林家庄园时，是一百九十八人的，也就是……”林江的心忽然像被什么东西塞满了，再也说不下去了。
                                                                                                                                                                战士的身子剧烈地颤抖着，扑通一声跪倒在地，像个孩子一样抱住了林江，嚎啕大哭起来。接着，西斯从索瓦尔公国带出来的老兄弟们，全都红肿的双眼，放声哭喊了出来，寂静的山谷顿时沉浸在一片凄凉悲戚之中。
                                                                                                                                                                “都怪我，我不该让你们去挡红石公国的骑兵！”林江仰起头看着天空，豆大的眼泪从他的眼眶里悄然滑落。没有月也不见星，迷茫路伴孑影。
                                                                                                                                                                从此斯人失去，剩我千愁记旧情。
                                                                                                                                                                红日再不会升，热心渐似冰。从此星沉天际，剩我低徊血泪凝。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                日日伴随难再现，夜夜叫唤亦不应……哀伤的歌声从林

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