Nirvana in Fire (2015–…): Season 2, Episode 27 - Episode #2.27 - full transcript

Ping Jing and Yuan Qi set out to help Ping Zhang.

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[Nirvana in Fire 2: The Wind Blows in Chang Lin]

[Episode 27]

Calculating the time, Great Yu's raid force would be set.

Big Brother, no matter how fast he is, he would still be too late to defend the back road of the camp.

Royal Father getting held up in Ningzhou is already a reality.

Pingjing, trust your older brother.

He would have a way for sure.


- This way. Hurry.
- Okay!

Faster. Hurry.

Grand Prince, we are completely surrounded at the rear.

The military order to seek reinforcement cannot get out for delivery.

How can that be?

The front line isn't broken, and it's not like the Yu people can fly?

How can they appear from the rear?

Northern Yan?

No, it's not Northern Yan.

If Northern Yan had any movements, we would've been aware.

It's indeed Great Yu's royal army that is assisting our enemy from the rear.

I understand it then.

Even if the entire camp is shattered to pieces,

we still cannot let the Yu people commit on the northern border...

a repeat of the "March Blade at the Northern Border" of that year!

The force of "March Blade".

I've heard of it before too, from others.

March Blade?

That's a battle from hundreds of years ago.

Great Yu, Northern Yan, Donghai.

The three nations joined hands to attack our Great Liang together.

At the time, Great Yu attacked our northern front line. Northern Yan crossed Mt. Yin.

The battle lines were connected from north to south, in a shape like the curved blade.

And it was early spring too.

So it was named "March Blade" by the people afterwards.

- What was the final result?
-The result?

Our Great Liang's northern frontier was shred into pieces.

The flame of war shot straight into the main land, pressing the Imperial capital.

The royal court had no choice but to dispatch an envoy for peace talks. (T/N Marquis Yan Que, NIF)

Fortunately, the foreign nations built alliances.

But the priority was always what each would gain, so naturally the alliance came to lapse.

In the end, they still destroyed each other and receded from Great Liang.

But that scorched land under the curved blade.

It took an eon for its calm to be restored.

Though it was a battle from over a hundred years ago,

hearing it now still puts a person to the chill.

March Blade is sharp indeed.

- Pingjing.
- But in order to achieve

perfect attack, rhythm and cooperation, not one step can slip.

Unless it's a talent that stuns the world, no one can command such a move.

Furthermore, it requires both Northern Yan and Yu to have such talented generals.

Their goal must be absolutely consistent.

- Hence --
- Hence.

This battle is already the final song. It cannot repeat ever.

In the last century, the state of affairs at the northern border has been complex.

It's never had a chance for a repeat of the curved blade.

The current Northern Yan's royal court is seeking the impossible, and that's given Great Yu that chance.

But the Great Yu royal army is wielding the knife by itself.

Though the form looks similar, the power is lacking.

The main army that's with Royal Father can last another month without trouble.

By your plan, if Pinzhang gets the news and rushes to the northern border in time,

then could he free the Grand Prince's siege?

One step too late.

Great Yu has already taken down the southern side of Ningzhou.

It is already too difficult for the Chang Lin Army to respond to both the northern and the southern battle lines.

They are already at the passive.

Now that we are sure of the enemy's aim,

we can't just pounce on Ningzhou. Instead, we need to go to...


Then Pingzhang's expedition --

Thankfully, Great Yu thinks it's got the main army and Royal Father surrounded.

With the military army unable to get out of Ningzhou,

they would never think my older brother would come so fast.

So Big Brother still has the upper hand in this battle.

And the vital point of this battle...

lies in Lusai.


Later when they escort me back.

Brother Xun, what are you thinking about?

Nothing. The late king is watching over the Chang Lin Army.

It will overcome this raid.

All you men of Chang Lin!

Here! Here!

All you men of Chang Lin!

Here! Here!

We just need to take down Lusai and we can crack the blade of Great Yu.

And our central command will be able to launch a counterattack.

Victory or defeat hangs by this lone battle.

By this lone battle!

By this lone battle!

By this lone battle!


Chang Lin Prince


Pingjing. Pingjing!

Pingjing! Though my power is feeble,

I am also willing to battle for my nation and wash away the tarnish of my Laiyang House.

May you grant me permission to accompany you to the north.


House of Xiao

Chang Lin Army

Protect Heir!

What's wrong?

I rarely have nightmares.

Except for Ganzhou last time.

Whatever you think of during the day will usually become your dream during the night.

A few days ago, we bumped into General Jin.

Didn't he say that they were ordered to surround the Great Yu Army that got separated from the main battalion?

Since there is such a situation, it means that

the battle in Ningzhou is not as bad as you think.


After the battle in Ganzhou, his wounds

were worse.

How come... I don't undertand.



Royal Father.

Royal Father!


I am here. I am here.

Royal Father,

I must leave first.

No, Pingzhang, hold on. You must hold on.

Let me think of a way.

I surely will come with an idea.

I also want to keep holding on.

As long as I am still able to,

I will also not...

I also can't bear to leave you all.

Pingzhang, you must not say such words.

You must hold on.



Pingzhang, don't leave me...

Since I am a descendant of Chang Lin,

dying in the battlefield...

can also be considered...a worthy death.


Dong Qing!

Why are you crying?

Why are you crying?!

Older brother.

Older brother!

Older brother!

Older brother!

This is the Jinling City, a place that puts much importance in rules. You must remember that.

Just because you know that I am not a true born, you're not listening to my words anymore?

Stop saying stupid words.

No matter how smart you are, it is impossible for you to have predicted it.

You made a good homework.

Older brother!

Older brother...

Elder Prince.

Say it.

I just checked the pulse of Heir's Consort earlier.

Heir's Consort is 2 months pregnant.

Old Master.

[The battle of Great Liang in Ningzhou has ended. The Heir of Chang Lin has perished.]

Alas, victory!

Alas, victory!

Priest Puyang Ying, awaiting Your Majesty's punishment.

I followed you instructions.

Since His Majesty returned, I dare not talk too much.

As for that mistake that I have done,

I have reflected and repented on it several times.

Since we have confirmed that Puyang Ying is dead...

That is great then.

Your Lady Majesty should just completely forget about this matter.

No matter towards who or in whatever time,

you must not mention the name Puyang Ying again.

Your Lady Majesty, how come Crown Prince is still wearing a red robe?

Although it is already in the afternoon, His Majesty may still come anytime.

It's better to change into something that's more plain.

Crown Prince is personally copying letters of condolences for Xiao Pingzhang.

It already shows that he is sincere.

Does Crown Prince have to personally take part in the funeral procession?

Her Majesty, this is part of the Rites and showing respect.

Heir has just passed away and His Majesty is not well.

Why do Her Majesty have to make His Majesty unhappy?

I know.

When is Pingzhang coming back?

Your Majesty, according to the report, the coffin

will arrive at Capital in 7 days.

Tomb of Chang Lin Heir Xiao Pingzhang



Look at you. After the burial, you still have to guard the seventy seven.

You've thinned out so much.

Is Uncle managing alright?

How can he be? He's just subsisting.

Though it is a sorrow, Brother Pingzhang is an offspring of a house of generals.

He levied troops for the nation and died in battle. Uncle --

This explanation is more acceptable to his elderly lordship.

What did you just say?

I didn't say much. I was just saying that Uncle should --

My older brother died in battle.

What do you mean the more acceptable explanation?

Pingjing. I didn't mean anything else. I'm not gifted with words.

Xiao Yuanqi, don't you think of entering the city unless you make yourself clear today.

Pingjing, I think it's just my supposition anyway.

After you were poisoned, so many things happened.

Brother Pngzhang besieged the mountain, and there's the xuanchi gallbladder.

I wasn't there for all these critical matters.

You can go and ask Miss Lin. She was, the whole time --


I am more aware of it than anyone else.

Since the day you brought back Pingzhang in your arms,

he was the apex of your heart.

It got dug out from your heart like that. How painful can that be?

Pingzhang said so before his death.

That he is a Chang Lin son, donating his life for his nation.

It's only a natural order.

I only despise.

That this child was too young.

While this old body of mine --

I couldn't take his place.

The child is already gone.

Royal Brother, if this is too lamentable for you,

you will only disturb his soul from peace.

You are generous.

Now, Pingzhang's offspring

is of the utmost importance.

Xue'er is in deep reminiscence everywhere.

In deep lament. The physician has stated.

Her condition isn't well.

I want to send her out to get some fresh air.

Go where?

Langya Hall.

That place is distant from the world and the ways of the world.

That would be the place that can put me to most ease.

You're finally here.

You've already long expected that I would come.

Prince Heir told everyone not to tell you.

But I feel that

you should still know.

Know what?

This --

It's my brother's blood.

Why would you?

I thought you knew me.

I do.

I knew that under the circumstance,

you would rather die yourself.

You clearly knew. But why?

Why did you?

After detoxing the poison that day,

your older brother said one thing to you.

Pingjing, I'm sorry.

He said I'm sorry?

I understood what he meant.

He made his choice.

I made my decision.

And you --

Had no choice.

He clearly didn't have to die.

If you were like Old Master, doing nothing.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

♫ Memories of that certain year, when far-away borders blazed with fires of war, in vast fields of ice and snow ♫

♫ From this world, the many slanders pass through the vermilion gates, over the palace walls ♫

♫ Beneath iron armor, together with silken skirts and silver spears, hair grows hoary as though with early frost ♫

♫ Luminous cherry trees, deep-rooted with long and slender frames, still sport magnificent flowers ♫

♫ Unexpected torrential rain and heavy wind, what does it matter? ♫

♫ Between the trees, the moon brightly guards peak after jagged peak ♫

♫ Banners tremble, drums roar, a ribbon of a thousand horsemen ride back up the ridge to settle the score ♫

♫ Fiery liquor consumed at the end of the world, at the limits of exhaustion, is a feast! ♫

♫ There is little intention to return the real men to the war in the north, though willing, they are not given free rein ♫

♫ Discussions about their heroism led them to be questioned, and suffer dismal complaints around them, unable to clear their names ♫

♫ Good bows hoarded; likewise, so as not to injure, sigh against the way of heaven when stored indefinitely ♫

♫ Clouds of fear calm shameful waves, the night air stops their bickering by starlight ♫

♫ There is little intention to return the real men to the war in the north, though willing, they are not given free rein ♫

♫ Discussions about their heroism led them to be questioned, and suffer dismal complaints around them, unable to clear their names ♫

♫ Hoping for the whole world to remain at peace, quench the fires of war ♫