In the general's mansion in Jiankang capital, General Wang Tong was looking at the stack of battle reports in his hand, frowning.
This is not so much a stack of battle reports as it is a stack of lists. The rebels who have emerged in Dachen recently have all been listed on it - and every one of them who can be listed on this list counts. , they are all masters who can release their evil spirit.
"Cai Yuankui, a monk from Yazhou, started his career with the Three Treasure Sutras. He calls himself the God of Suffering and practices evil secrets."
"Mazhou bandit Yan Sanhu, known as Iron-faced Shura, armed with a steel whip, bloodbathed the governor's mansion of three continents and brought chaos to the entire Shu road."
"Ma Xian, the leader of the Rongzhou Gun Club, picked out five military masters and made harsh words. He wants the court to give Rongzhou an explanation?"
"And Li Nanfeng, a young official from Yangzhou, is the only person who has mastered the art of black and white..."
"And Yizhou...who is Yizhou? Why didn't you write anything?"
The more he looked down, the more Wang Tong frowned. You must know that being able to release evil energy has already opened a huge gap with ordinary people. These monsters have tyrannical force and can even kill stronger and stronger monsters, causing chaos. The states have more than enough.
In the past, such a character might not appear every year. Even if one appeared occasionally, he would be quickly absorbed into the army. Of course, there are also some who are not convinced by Wang Hua, so just kill them. In short, at least they are still within the controllable range.
But now, more than sixty such characters appear at once.
Should I say that Da Chen is full of talents? In the past, there were only a few masters who had not been seen in a year, but now they appeared in large groups, but this was obviously not a good thing for Da Chen - at least from the perspective of General Wang Tong, even if he personally went out to kill them one by one. , faced with so many rebellions, he was ultimately unable to survive alone.
"Could it be that...did I really do something wrong?"
Even though Wang Tong had already been as hard-hearted as iron, he couldn't help but feel a little lost at this moment.
He could also hear some of the curses circulating among the people. People were complaining about the North's pay, and their words were directed at Wang Tong himself as the general. In people's mouths, this originally loyal and courageous pillar of the country's protector. , has long since become a villain who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and the anxiety of waiting for food and wages these days has turned into evidence of timidity.
Your general Wang Tong is so capable of fighting, why do you need food and salary? Why not go to the front line yourself and kill all the rebels and prairie people?
"call……"
Thinking of those doubts and insults, Wang Tong let out a breath.
Others may not know, but he knows that Long Yan, the Chu general who guarded the Northland in the past, has never used this kind of fighting method, and the dangerous posture of his light cavalry can indeed be called heroic - but such bravery does not have any Meaning, that Long Yan died in the rebel army after all, and the entire northern land fell into the hands of the grassland people with that reckless assault.
After all, as a general, what he needs to consider is never how to fight well, but whether he can win.
Those who are good at fighting have no great achievements. If you only think about how to win every battle, then you must be fully prepared.
But this preparation process was still not smooth enough after all.
It’s no wonder people think so. After all, before the final hammer was swung, he seemed to be standing still, like an old turtle huddled in its shell, refusing to move. In fact, he had already heard it. , some people have long called him "bastard", saying that his corpse is a plain meal, so it is better to replace it with a human-like one.
Regarding these insults, Wang Tong just pretended not to hear them.
No matter who he is, no one can do it more safely than he does. He knows very well that everything he does is the most appropriate decision. Indeed, he has not won at the moment, but at least so far, Da Chen has still Didn't lose.
Therefore, Wang Tong once again strengthened his will.
He did not make a mistake, it was the right decision. Faced with the current mess in Da Chen, he had made the most appropriate judgment as possible - but now that Da Chen was in such a mess, he was leading his troops north. The time has to be moved forward, at least to achieve some results quickly and do something to show people, so that the public resentment of Da Chen can be calmed down a little, so that Da Chen can continue.
But before heading north, there was one last thing he had to do.
"The general came to visit late at night, why?"
In the courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Prime Minister Jia Wen was drinking tea while looking at General Wang Tong who broke into the manor.
"Why are you still holding the knife? Are you coming to kill me?"
"You do good things, and you know it in your heart."
General Wang Tong narrowed his eyes.
"Today I am going to kill the national traitor for this Da Chen!"
As he spoke, Wang Tong raised his blood-stained sword and was about to split the Prime Minister Jia Wen into two pieces!
But the raised sword froze in mid-air.
Just because, the moment he raised the knife, a nine-section whip had already locked his wrist.
"Varied……"
Wang Tong's eyes widened with anger, but despite his bravery, he couldn't break free at this moment!
The other party is also letting out evil spirits! And the strength is even stronger than him!
But why does such a character appear in the Prime Minister's Mansion?
And, there is more than one.
A burly monk brandished a nine-section long whip and locked his wrists. A figure holding a scimitar was running towards him quickly. A strong man carrying a rake stopped him at some point. In front of him, a short man holding a large shield was already protecting Jia Wen behind him.
And in the darkness in the distance, there are more ominous auras, speeding towards them.
There are so many masters hidden in the Prime Minister's Mansion! Even everyone is stronger than him!
"Actually, it's not that they are stronger than you, it's that you have become weaker...it starts from the moment you doubt yourself."
Prime Minister Jia Wen smiled and shook his head.
"Don't look at me like that. This isn't mind-reading... It's easy to guess this kind of thing. After all, the thoughts of you warriors are basically written on your faces. Oh yes, for you, should it be called faith, or... What else?"
Speaking of this, Prime Minister Jia Wen couldn't help but sigh.
"So, don't be too persistent, persistence will kill you."
"you!"
General Wang Tong gritted his teeth.
Before, he just thought that Jia Wen had some wolfish ambitions in causing people to complain, but who would have thought that this was actually a strategy to attack his heart!
All this chaos was intended to loosen his loyalty to the emperor and serve the country, and to make him begin to doubt his own behavior.
Once the knife has doubts, it will not be able to cut.
This vicious trick of manipulating people's hearts...
"You are a Yu!"
General Wang Tong roared angrily.
"Remnants of the previous dynasty! How dare you..."
"Why do you say it sounds so ugly? I'm just a scholar."
After saying that, Jia Wen poured the tea in his hand on the ground.
"Let's go."
As Jia Wen stood up and turned around, nine masters with their evil aura instantly cut General Wang Tong into pieces with random blades.
The second update arrived. The next update should be in the morning. I was still a little unsteady today, so I continued to take a nap for a while, then woke up and started working hard.
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Thank you for holding the sword and asking for the heart. It is really a waste of money.
I'm going to take a break. Good night everyone.
(End of chapter)
