Jun Wuxie's voice deeply impacted the hearts of the Wu'an soldiers. Many of them had confused eyes and sad and gloomy expressions on their faces.
Yes, why are you leaving your hometown and coming to another country, spilling your blood here, and leaving your life here?
Defend the country?
No, this has nothing to do with defending our country.
For these soldiers, such a war and such sacrifices are meaningless. They only use their lives to fulfill the three sects of Hanzhou.
"Jun Wu Xie, don't try to deceive the troops here and confuse the people with your evil words! Soldiers, don't listen to his instigation, attack immediately and kill him! In a thousand-kill formation, use your blood and fighting will to kill him alive. he!"
Ashina Gebu roared from behind the formation.
"Ashina Gebu! You Ashina clan are not worthy of commanding Wu'an, let alone these soldiers working for you!" Jun Wuxie's voice was rich and majestic, and every word struck people's hearts, "You made the soldiers of Wu'an bleed. In a foreign land, it’s hard to return the bones, just to fulfill the interests of the three sects in Hanzhou. So many lives, so many casualties of the Fu Jia Army, what did Wu’an get in exchange?”
He pointed at the millions of Fujia troops around him and said: "They died on the battlefield of our Daqian border. They shed all their blood and sacrificed their lives, but in the end they could only be remembered as invaders. Even death would be a shame. And what they did for The battle that cost Wu An his life was the shameful name of a puppet country!"
"Have you ever thought that when you fight on the battlefield, no matter whether you win or lose, this war will bring shame to your dynasty. Because your dynasty has become a puppet controlled by the Hanzhou Sect, you will No more dignity, just like a lowly slave raised by others, whose only purpose is to exchange for a little value!"
Such words are too shocking.
The soldiers of Wu'an thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case.
Is the Wu'an of today still the Wu'an of the past?
They are exactly the guns in the hands of the three sects of Hanzhou, and these soldiers are treated as cannon fodder to die. Fighting and sacrifice are meaningless, and there is no glory and dignity!
"Put down your weapons, take off your armor, and submit to me. From now on, no one will dare to treat you as cannon fodder! No one will dare to trample on your dignity. Whether your hometown belongs to Wu'an in the future is not important. What is important is Yes, your culture can be passed down, your relatives can be healthy, the living environment can be improved, you can live with dignity, and future generations have hope!"
"Countless people work hard for such a goal, which is why human group society and national organizations such as dynasties exist. This is also the meaning of the country's existence. In addition to placing your home in an unstable environment, Wu'an now will You are nailed to the pillar of shame and despised by future generations, what else can it bring to you?"
"Clang!"
…
There was the sound of weapons falling to the ground, and suddenly there was the sound of weapons and shields falling to the ground.
Countless Wu'an elites all around put down their weapons and shields, lowered their heads, their faces full of pain.
They don't know why it has become like this. How did a good country come to this point.
"You are disobeying military orders! Immediately pick up the weapons and shields for me and kill the boy named Jun!"
Ashina Gebu's face was gloomy. He did not expect that Jun Wuxie's words were so sharp. In this situation, every word hit the vital point, piercing into his heart like a sharp knife.
Even after hearing this, he felt that he was right, let alone the soldiers.
He knew very well in his heart that what Jun Wuxie said was the truth, what had happened and was happening now.
When people from the three sects from Hanzhou came to Qingzhou, entered the Wu'an Dynasty, and found Tian Khan, who agreed to work for them and wanted to take the opportunity to annex Daqian, some things were already doomed and it would be difficult to turn back.
Not to mention that Dagan cannot be defeated now, even if Dagan is really defeated, are the Wu'an royal family really the masters of this vast territory?
After the strong men of the three Hanzhou sects achieve their goals, will they really leave Qingzhou forever and no longer interfere with Qingzhou's affairs?
He didn't believe it at all, so in his opinion, he shouldn't have agreed in the first place.
He had always been opposed in his heart, but he never said it out loud, because everyone in the court agreed either because of ambition, or because they wanted to curry favor with the three sects.
Although he is the Righteous King and his words have weight, he cannot go against the general trend on this matter. If he opposes forcefully, not only will he not get the results he wants, but he will eventually lose his life in vain.
…
His orders, his angry roars worked.
A large number of elite rune armor soldiers rushed towards the center with shields and spears, but those who put down their weapons never picked up the weapons on the ground again.
"kill!"
Those talismans roared somewhat hysterically.
No one can understand what they are feeling inside at this moment.
Their eyes were blood red and bloodshot.
They were very angry, and each one of them was like a crazy trapped animal, with a terrible anger in them.
But Jun Wuxie could feel that this kind of hostility was not coming towards him, but more like they were venting their anger on him.
"Put down your weapons and surrender to me. May you have prosperous years and a lifetime of glory!"
Jun Wuxie put his hands behind his back and walked forward. Facing the Wu'an Fujia elites rushing towards them like a tide, he did not take action and just walked forward.
As the footsteps fell, the chaotic gold blood energy spread around like chaotic waves dotted with broken gold.
This kind of blood energy is not very violent, but contains a soft energy. It impacts the elites of Wu'an Talisman Armor, crushing their battle formation, shaking their weapons and shields to the ground, and people are also thrown up. .
No Fu Jia Army could get in front of him at all. There were still more than ten meters away, and all of them were blown away. The sky was filled with the figures of Wu'an Fu Jia Army who had lost their center of gravity.
After the Wu'an Fujia Army landed one after another, their bodies continued to retreat, but they found that they were not injured at all.
Da Gan, that godlike man, not only showed mercy to them, but also controlled his strength to such a perfect level that no one of them was harmed at all.
Comparing it to the generals on my side, who used their blood and lives to fight for the interests of the three sects of Hanzhou regardless of their life and death, it was even more chilling.
All the weapons were knocked off the Wu'an Fujia Army, and no one picked them up anymore. This scene made Ashina Gebu feel even more desperate.
He suddenly realized that the consequences of defeat in this battle would not only be a decline in national power and a serious loss of vitality, but also endanger the country, the country, and the survival of the country!
The pent-up resentment of the soldiers against the imperial court is erupting. If these people surrender and are used as the vanguard of the counterattack against Wu'an in the future, it will have a huge psychological impact on Wu'an's defenders.
By that time, I am afraid that a large number of defenders will give up resistance.
"Hahahahaha, God damn me Wu An!"
Ashina Gebu looked up to the sky and roared, his voice even more desolate.
He has seen the end of the dynasty.
One wrong step, and it will lead to the abyss, the fate of the country will be exhausted, and the road of the dynasty will end.
The Ashina clan may be destroyed by this!
"Ashna Gebu, King Wu'an Youxian, it's time for you to hit the road."
Jun Wuxie's voice sounded in front of the black iron chariot.
He has broken through the layers of Wu Anneng's elite battle formations and came to the coach.
The two ancient beasts pulling the cart were now crawling under the impact of his blood, trembling all over, not daring to make a sound, and their originally fierce eyes were full of fear.
After the words fell, Ashina Gebu turned around and looked. At this moment, a ray of chaotic golden finger light penetrated the center of his eyebrows, and a stream of blood immediately spattered out.
Ashina Gebu's eyes were wide-eyed, and blood kept pouring out of the hole between his eyebrows, flowing down the bridge of his nose.
His pupils began to dilate and lost focus. His lips trembled a few times, but he could no longer make a sound. He fell to the sky and died suddenly on the coach's chariot.
"King Youxian!"
When a general saw this scene, he roared and rushed towards Jun Wuxie.
Jun Wuxie's eyes were cold, and with a flick of his sleeves, dozens of generals who rushed towards him were immediately killed. Their bodies were torn apart and exploded in the air, filling the air with blood mist.
At this moment, the entire battlefield was silent.
Countless eyes were focused on Jun Wuxie, their eyes full of fear.
This is an invincible, god-like man!
Just looking at his figure makes you feel suffocated!
The morale of the three armies of Wu'an completely collapsed. At this moment, almost everyone dropped their weapons and armors, took off their talismans, and placed them in front of them. Under the leadership of the generals, they neatly Qi knelt down.
"We are willing to lead the three armies to surrender. Please give the soldiers a way to survive and don't kill them!"
A general made such a request.
"Very good, there is no need to worry about their lives. Now that they have surrendered, no one will be able to threaten their lives!"
Jun Wuxie entered the canyon and looked at the end of the canyon. The fighting there had also stopped.
"Are you willing to surrender?"
His voice passed through the canyon and reached the rear of Wu'an's army.
Under such circumstances, Wu Anjun behind him had no choice at all.
The general trend is that everyone in front of them has surrendered, so what will happen if they don't surrender.
What's the point of continuing to fight and die here?
Sacrifice themselves for a dynasty that treats them as cannon fodder?
No!
They didn't want to die like this. There would be no honor or pride in dying like this, and all they would leave to their families was endless sorrow.
Bang!
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In the canyon, the sound of weapons and armor falling to the ground was heard, followed by the sound of armor being removed.
The Wu'an troops who were trapped here all chose to surrender. Putting down your weapons and taking off your talisman armor is tantamount to giving up all resistance.
"Very good! You will not regret your choice today. Remember, today is a turning point in your life. Your life will be rewritten from now on, and your future will be far more brilliant than before!"
The sound of Jun Wuxie's words was like a bell ringing in the ears of the returning Wu'an soldiers, and it went straight into their souls.
He quickly returned to the outside of the city and said to the city: "Quickly open the city, come out to collect talismans and weapons, escort the troops into the city, and resettle them. Once they are familiar with the military regulations, they will be reorganized."
When the three surrendered Wu'an armies heard these words, they all showed joy.
They thought that even if they were not tortured, being prisoners would not be easy.
Unexpectedly, this person actually said that he wanted to reorganize them, which was equivalent to saying that he wanted them to become soldiers again.
The difference from the past is that they are about to become soldiers of Daqian instead of soldiers of Wu'an before.
The city gate opened, and a large number of border troops came out of the city in neat order. They came up to collect talismans, weapons, armor, and war equipment, and escorted the Wu'an army toward the city.
This is a very spectacular scene. Tens of millions of Wu'an troops surrendered in this way. The long march was dozens of miles long, and they entered the city in an orderly manner.
This scene lasted for a whole day before all the more than 40 million Wu'an troops entered the city.
They were arranged to the military camp behind the border town, located under the mountains outside the city, where they learned the military regulations of the border town. Then they would be disrupted and reorganized.
Jun Wuxie would let the former generals continue to lead them, and had no intention of adding Da Gan's army to their army.
He believed that these retired soldiers would soon be able to completely adapt to their new identities and find a sense of belonging in their new identities.
"Is this the end of this war?"
Many people in the city felt like it was a dream, it was too unreal.
Before the Lord God came to the border town, there was a war with millions of troops. This siege battle could last for more than half a year, with you coming back and forth.
But after the Lord God came, after several battles, Wu An's military strength was completely emptied.
The last time the layout was made, more than 10 million Wu'an Fujia troops were trapped in the urn. This time, more than 40 million Wu'an troops were surrendered in just two days.
In this siege, Wu'an's army suffered only more than two million casualties, and the rest all surrendered.
"Junshen, these are for you."
Jianxu and the others, covered in blood, came back carrying the slain Tyrant Saint, a powerful man in heaven, and followed the others in calling him Lord God.
They felt that this title was particularly suitable for Jun Wuxie. He was indeed a man with unparalleled looks, and he had become a belief in the hearts of the people in the border town.
"You should hurry up and heal your wounds. You should gain a lot from this battle."
Jun Wuxie could see that their states were a bit special. Although their auras were a little fluffy, their energy and spirit were extremely full, as if there was energy in their bodies that was about to revive.
They nodded and didn't say much. At this moment, they really needed to find a quiet place to heal and practice.
"Junshen, what are we going to do next?" Prince Ning pushed the wheelchair forward with a deep look of worry on his eyebrows, "Those people have already sent a message to the sect, and their second batch of strong men may be It won't take too long to arrive here. It is said that they will be led by a strong person at the elder level this time."
"You don't have to do anything. Just kill him when he comes."
"It's that simple?"
Prince Ning looked at him in shock.
"It's that simple." Jun Wuxie nodded, answered in the affirmative, and then said, "I'll leave the rest of the matter to you. After discussing with An Ning, she should slowly be allowed to participate in political affairs, and you will assist her in the future."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, disappearing into the mountains in an instant.
