Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第1304/1399页)

tableandceousRichardwhowasthemostskilledfighterofthemall.Buthewasbadlywoundedandhisbodycoveredwithbrownish,reddishblood.Hewashandclutgontoalongspearwithhisrighthand,whileholdingabloodyknifeinhisrighthand.Eyesdazed,helookedaroulefieldthinking,“WhydidIkillsomanypeople?Whydidallthesethousandsofpeopledieonthekillingfield?”Lookihebattlefield,hegncedoveratWhiteFairy.

    Atslookedatthewhitepuffofsmokecirgoverheadandwasfastthinkingofawaytocaptureher.Ahideousgrinmarredhisyounghandsomefaceashereturnedhisswordtoitssheath.Hetookasheep-skinsathebackofhishorse,opewideandwaveditthreateninglyatWhiteFairyasifhewasgoingtocaptureherwiththesack.Atshadlongheardofthefamoushundred-flowerwinemadeintheKingdomofDre