Outside the south city gate, the general sat on a mountain of corpses.
The sword was stuck casually on the side, the shirt was broken, and blood was dripping, but he didn't care.
Surrounding him were more than 20,000 remaining armored soldiers.
With 30,000 men against 100,000 men, the enemy's entire army was annihilated, while less than 10,000 of our own troops were killed. It was a great victory.
The general felt happy. After this battle, the main force of the rebel army was destroyed, and Gale City was safe from then on.
It suddenly started to rain, and the night wind blew, making the battlefield littered with corpses feel cold.
The general took off his helmet, caught the falling raindrops, and used water instead of wine to pay homage to the brothers who died in the battle.
The surrounding armored soldiers followed the general, taking off their helmets one after another, drinking rainwater into wine, and paying tribute to all the brothers who died in the battle, as well as to themselves.
After drinking the "wine", the 20,000 armored soldiers put their helmets back on, and looked at the generals with smiles from behind as they collapsed and disappeared one by one.
The general stood up again and looked at the brothers disappearing with a sad expression.
The more than 20,000 surviving armored soldiers, including those who died in the previous battle, all disappeared in a short time and turned into nothingness, leaving not even a trace of their souls.
The general watched silently, the night rain wet his shirt and blurred his face.
"It shouldn't be like this."
"The city should not be broken."
"They don't deserve to die."
"It was me who failed them..."
The general standing on the mountain of corpses muttered to himself, with two lines of blood and tears in his eyes.
"Ah, I hate——"
The general suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, black clouds surged in the sky, and thunder and lightning danced wildly.
The drizzle that was originally falling suddenly turned into heavy rain, accompanied by furious winds that swept across the entire world.
Under the electric light, the general in armor had scarlet eyes and wild hair, looking like a god or a demon.
At this moment, a figure in a green shirt came through the rain curtain and came through the air.
"military adviser?"
The general opened his blood-stained pupils and looked at the figure in blue shirt who had walked through the air with a hoarse voice.
Li Chaoyi looked at the general surrounded by black energy and said, "General, it's time for you to wake up."
"Awake?"
The general was puzzled.
"You are possessed."
"Bewitched?" The general was stunned for a moment, then said with a surly smile: "So what?"
His face became blurred, and at the same time, his tall and majestic body exuded black energy one after another.
Li Chaoyi sighed and said: "One hundred thousand rebel troops have been laid to rest, and the thirteen rebel captains Tian Dayi, Kang Changyun, and Ji Fangyin have been awarded their heads, and Dafeng City is also safe. The general should let go of his obsession. "
The general shook his head: "No, although the 100,000 bandit army has been wiped out, the thief lord is still alive."
"In addition, three thousand soldiers died because of me, and tens of thousands of people were massacred by thieves because of my mistakes. How can I let go?"
"They are all unarmed and good-natured people."
At this point, the general's body was filled with black energy, his pupils became even scarlet, and he said angrily: "I have failed them. If I had not been careless and fell into Tian Dayi's treacherous plan, they would not have suffered this misfortune."
"For this reason I am willing to fall into the devil's path."
"As long as I can get justice for them, even if the heavens and the earth are to destroy me, and the five thunders strike my head, I will not hesitate!"
Li Chaoyi said quietly: "But all the rebels such as Tian Dayi and Kang Changyun have been liquidated by the Dafeng Rebels and the people. Then Zhao Batian, the King of South Heaven, should have died after so many years. Who else will the general ask for compensation?" justice?"
The general said with a cold face: "No, that thief is not dead yet. He is in this world, not far from Gale City."
"As for Tian Dayi, Kang Changyun and others... although they were all killed by the rebels and the common people, they still have relatives, friends and descendants!"
"As long as their relatives, friends and descendants are still there, the crimes they committed will not be cleared away, and the blood feud will not be settled. Otherwise, how could this general face the tens of thousands of Dafeng people who were slaughtered?"
Saying this, the general covered in black energy reached out with his big hand, and dozens of figures immediately flew out of Gale City and fell under the mountain of corpses.
It was Master and Servant Lu Xueying, the Qin brothers and sisters, and others who were wrapped in the strange blue mist.
There is no doubt that these are the relatives and descendants of the rebels named Tian Dayi, Kang Changyun, and Ji Fangping among the generals.
Because of the sins committed by our ancestors hundreds of years ago, the general who fell into the evil way captured this evil city.
After they fell onto the mountain of corpses, they were very frightened when they saw the general with scarlet eyes and black energy surrounding his body.
Immediately opposite the general, the figure in blue shirt standing in the air shouted for help: "Sir, please save me!"
Li Xianyue glanced at them but did not respond.
However, Lu Xueying, Qin Shifeng, and Qin Shiyu understood and comforted the others, telling them to stop talking and listen to Mr. Li's arrangements.
Li Chaoyi looked at the generals on the mountain of corpses and said, "These are the relatives, friends and descendants of Tian Dayi and Kang Changyun you mentioned?"
"yes!"
"I said no."
"Military advisor, don't question me. I can sense their bloodline, so I captured them. I can guarantee that I never captured the wrong person."
Li Chaoyi said calmly: "But you just caught the wrong one."
The general frowned: "What does the military advisor mean by this?"
Li Chaoyi raised his folding fan lightly, pointed at them and said: "They are not the relatives, friends and descendants of Tian Dayi, Kang Changyun and other rebels who you want to seek justice for. On the contrary, look at the armor on their bodies. They are sergeants guarding Dafeng City." .”
"That's because I want them to atone for the sins of their ancestors, so I let them join the camps."
Li Qianyi folded his fan and shouted loudly: "Atonement? Tian Dayi and others have already beheaded them. These young men still need to atone for their ancestors who were liquidated hundreds of years ago? What a fallacy!"
"May I ask General, what were your ancestors' names five hundred years ago? What were your ancestors' names eight hundred years ago? Are there any of them who have committed crimes?"
"Even if they don't exist, are they all good people from your grandfather's and uncle's generation for a thousand years, and not a single person has committed murder? If so, how can the general deal with himself? Does the general want to kill himself to atone for the sins of his ancestors? ?”
"If that's the case, then please kill yourself now, general."
The general's mouth opened slightly and he was speechless.
Li Chaoyi's continuous questioning turned the sound of heaven and earth into the sound of heaven and earth with awe-inspiring aura. It was pure and powerful, reaching directly into the depths of the general's soul.
The general was not only speechless after being questioned, but the black energy all over his body was shaken and cleared. The crimson color in his pupils receded slightly, and the entire demonic aura dissipated a lot.
"Hundreds of years have passed since that battle. The human world has undergone many vicissitudes. Even the imperial court and ancestral temples that dominate these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers have undergone several changes. Everything has become a cloud of history."
"It's time to put it down, General."
"Before you captured them, these young men and women were the same as the people in Gale City who you swore to protect to the death. They lived peacefully and leisurely every day. The general asked them to atone for the sins of their ancestors who didn't know the truth hundreds of years ago. How innocent they are. ?”
Li Chaoyi continued to use his awe-inspiring aura to transform heaven and earth into the sound of justice, speak with reason, and stir up the evil and black energy in General Qingyang's body.
The demonic aura on the general's body continued to diminish, and his pupils slowly returned to normal.
But he thought about the disappearing figures and the wailing of countless people under the slaughtering knives of the rebel army. He struggled and was still reluctant to give up.
"But……"
"Don't worry, General, please take a look at what they were doing every day before they were captured. Is it any different from the people in Gale City back then?"
After speaking, Li Qingyue waved his sleeves, and a picture immediately appeared in front of the general.
This is the scene of the past lives of dozens of boys and girls including Master and Servant Lu Xueying, the Qin brothers and sisters.
In the picture, Lu Xueying went to the nursing school commander to learn martial arts in order not to go to school, and she and her two personal maids, Chun Jing and Qiu Guang, also became monks.
Qin Shifeng and Qin Shiyue, brothers and sisters, travel with friends of about the same age every day, or go out together to do chivalry and righteousness, which scares the bandits and bullies in several states and counties.
A young man named Kang was a scholar. He stayed in the county school to study every day, rain or shine.
A girl named Tian was sent to a fairy sect by her parents when she was very young, and became an outer sect disciple. Even if she practiced hard for many years, she was still far away from being promoted to an inner sect disciple.
A young man named Zhang was born as a hunter and was extremely talented in cultivation. However, in order to treat his sister's illness, he had no choice but to join an escort agency and become the eldest lady's retinue. He started working as a escort at a young age.
…
In these scenes, dozens of boys and girls come from different backgrounds, rich and poor, but they are all good-natured. Even if they make mistakes, they are not the kind of great evil that must be punished with death.
After the general read it, his expression changed.
Li Chaoyi asked: "Does the general still think that they must atone for what their ancestors committed hundreds of years ago?"
"Maybe... I was wrong!"
The general's face was slumped, his eyes had completely faded away from the scarlet color, and flashes of self-blame, remorse, and regret flashed through his eyes.
The demonic black energy around him also slowly diminished.
Li Chaoyi said: "Actually, this feud ended hundreds of years ago, after the general led 30,000 soul soldiers and destroyed 100,000 returning rebels."
"History has judged."
The general was a little stunned and looked at Li Chang.
Li Qianyi said clearly: "In the "Records of Generals at the End of Hundred Wars" written by Beizhou's powerful military strategist, there is a record of the battle between the general and the strong wind."
"The book says: In the ninth year of Xianghe in Daliang, rebellions broke out all over Daliang. Zhao Batian, the bandit leader who called himself Nantian King, had hundreds of thousands of troops and wreaked havoc on the western border. General Zhao Wohuan of the Western Army led 3,000 armored soldiers to defend Dafeng City. , the bandits could not attack for several months."
"Later, the bandit leader Zhao Batian personally led a hundred thousand rebel troops to attack. General Zhao bravely resisted the enemy outside the city. Due to betrayal by the rebels, the general died and Dafeng City fell."
"However, even though the general died, his soul still lives on. He returned with his troops a few months later and used 30,000 soul soldiers to defeat a hundred thousand bandit soldiers, wipe out the banditry, and restore peace to the Windy City."
"There is a poem that says: A general's body and soul will not be extinguished until he kills all the rebellious troops. The thieves and bandits will lose their souls and become dogs, and the majesty of the gale's army will last forever!"
A flash of light flashed in the general's eyes: "Is that really so?"
"Don't dare to deceive the general."
Li Qingyi flicked his folding fan, and the shadow of a book appeared in front of the general.
On the unfolded page is an article about this gale defense battle: "The Biography of General Zhao of Gale City".
The rain stopped at night, and the wind turned the book. The content on the page was just as Li Changyue said. At the end of the article, there was the seven-character poem that was not very neat.
"Thieves and bandits lose their souls and become dogs, and the gale's military power lasts forever...has it really become history?" The general said to himself sadly.
Then he raised his head and looked towards Gale City. His tall figure looked desolate and lonely.
After the battle, the wilderness outside the city was very lonely.
A few gusts of breeze blew by, and the layers of dark clouds that had been pressing down on the windy city slowly dissipated.
The cold moonlight passed through the clouds and mist, shining on this small city.
A few night crows flew by.
Lu Xueying, Qin Shifeng, Qin Shiyue and others suddenly discovered that the tall figure on the corpse mountain had disappeared at some point.
In front of Li Qianyi, there was a shadow in a green shirt.
This was a middle-aged scribe. Although it was the first time for Lu Xueying, Qin Shifeng and others to see this blue-shirted figure, they all knew his identity.
Dafeng City military advisor, Li Hanfeng.
Sure enough, after the middle-aged scribe appeared, he bowed to Li Changyi and said, "Li Hanfeng of the Gale Guards, thank you sir for your help in dispelling the general's obsession!"
Li Chaoyi bowed in return and said, "You're welcome, military advisor!"
The middle-aged scribe smiled warmly, turned into a breeze, and followed the disappearing general.
Lu Xueying stood up from the pile of corpses and wanted to say hello to Li Xianyue.
At this moment, a young Taoist priest in white clothes flew over from a distance.
Followed by a giant shadow with red hair and curly beard.
(End of chapter)
