My father was wearing a red gold battle armor, and his blood-red cloak was rustling in the wind on the top of the cliff.
I stubbornly pulled the corner of my father's armor, raised my head with red eyes and said, "Dad, can you not go?"
My father looked at me with red eyes and smiled bitterly. He slowly knelt down and stroked my bun. "Hongdou, dad is Shennong's general. If you win this battle, I will take you to find your mother and sister, okay?"
I choked with sobs, "What if we lose?"
The father was silent for a long time, and then said softly, "I lost the battle. I hope Xiaohongdou won't hate me."
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