As if unsatisfied by the unending rain season, the heaven sends snow too.
The rain and snow are like two sharp blades, slowly cutting through everything.
[?]: Not many guards.
[?]: Be quick!
The blade pierces the bone; the pain awakens the already numb body.
Out pours the blood;
chapter 247 Shedding Blood and Tears
it is all too late.
[?]: By our Lord’s order, no one is to leave the city without permission!
[?]: Here, boss! I caught one!
[?]: Boss! Bo…
[?]: Stop hollering, (old) Wu. The deserters are the guards.
[?]: We’ve been serving our Lord all these years, boss, how can we abandon him now?
[?]: Who’s going to guard the city if you leave?
[?]: Listen. This is only Lü Bu‘s war. What does it have to do with us?
[?]: It’s time for you to wake up too, (old) Wu!
[?]: Stop fooling around like this!
What new scene is to follow?
But some are still asleep –
because he had his dreams confused with one another.
[?]: It’s really too bad.
[?]: We almost had it, but our Lord screwed it up.
[Chen Gong]: They have all left. Only you came back.
[?]: So why haven’t you?
[?]: With your talents, you can make it anywhere.
[Wei Xu]: Sounds like you two knew each other well.
[WX]: You must have received many of his letters these past few days.
[CG]: What are you getting at?
[WX]: Hoo. More and more of them down there are running away.
[WX]: It’s about time to get off the bed, peek outside, and look around.
Get off the bed, or keep laying there?
Some continue to wallow, while others insist on getting up.
[Zhang Liao]: Cough! Cough! Go back! Go back!
[ZL]: You men have been with our Lord the longest.
[ZL]: How can you, how… cough, cough!
[?]: It’s all over, General Zhang. There is no reason for us to stay!
[?]: Spare us, for old time’s sake!
[ZL]: You’re right, we’ve been through so much together, and we always pulled through. This time is no different!
[ZL]: I remember… Cough! Cough!
[ZL]: Cough! Cough!
[?]: Acting tough with that sick body?
[?]: Chief Doctor, come and treat this sick fool!
[ZL]: My, my, even the Chief Doctor is leaving!
[?]: Doc, tell him why you are leaving!
[?]: Don’t be afraid, Doc!
[?]: Tell him! We’re here for you!
[doctor]: The plague has ravaged the city, killing more than we could save.
[doctor]: Our Lord is heavily injured and confined to his bed, while we are paralyzed by fear.
[doctor]: And now even your health is failing, General Zhang. Who else can we look to to hold the support?
[ZL]: Hell I’ll get better eventually!
[ZL]: And you have Gao Shun if I’m not here!
[doctor]: General Gao… His wounds are severe.
[doctor]: Even if the wounds heal,
[doctor]: he will never walk again!
[doctor]: My talents are limited. I’m ashamed to stay…
[?]: It’s over, General Zhang, did you hear that?
[?]: Please step aside, General Zhang.
[?]: Give us a chance to live!
[ZL]: Cough, cough… Good… good, you are all speaking your minds…
[ZL]: Fine, if you want to go, go!
[ZL]: This is my sword range.
[ZL]: You can go if you survive it!
[ZL]: You have my word!
[ZL]: Who is first? Who is first?
[ZL]: Come! Cough! Cough! Cough!
[ZL]: Cough cough… Cough cough cough…
[ZL]: Cough cough cough cough cough…
[ZL]: Cough uhh…
[ZL]: Come, don’t underestimate me…
[ZL]: Cough cough…
[ZL]: Go back…
[ZL]: beg you all…
Should I hold on? Or accept the fate?
When the support crumbles, can one still maintain a dignified presence?
(reader extrakun translates this as: “When one has lost his pillar, how could he put on a facade of glory?”)
[?]: The arrowhead has penetrated the bone, my Lord. It must be removed.
[?]: But we have ran out of anesthetics. Please bear with it.
[?]: Here it comes, my Lord.
[?]: Do it.
[Lü Bu]: Ah!
[LB]: It hurts!
[LB]: Hurts… no…
[LB]: It doesn’t!
[LB]: Not at all!
[LB]: It doesn’t (hurt)!
[LB]: It doesn’t (hurt)!
[LB]: Little one, I,
[LB]: I, I,
[LB]: I’m not in pain at all!
[Meng]: Little one is gone.
[M]: She’s not coming back.
[M]: Look at you.
[M]: Are you Lü Bu?
[M]: I heard that a Lü is fearless.
[M]: Sit up.
[M]: It doesn’t hurt once you get used to it.
[M]: It’s just a flesh wound.
[M]: This is not the most painful thing in life.
[M]: It’s not like that.
[LB]: What is?
[M]: It hurts,
[M]: it hurts when comrades are gone.
[M]: It hurts when one has to befriend the enemy… to survive.
[M]: And it hurts more when your closest family…
[M]: doesn’t care about your existence.
[LB]: Are you talking about me, or you?
[M]: We walk different paths, but we feel the same way…
[LB]: You understand?
[M]: Yes, I do.
[LB]: It’s the pain of love.