"Kill everyone...?"
Gong Cheng felt a chill in his heart.
Fighting and massacring cities and building capitals were not uncommon in wars. He also thought that after experiencing so many twists and turns, his heart had already become as hard as iron. It would be difficult for anything in this world to make him lose control of his emotions again.
However, he still overestimated himself.
Just one word from the visitor can affect his mood.
The other party's eyes were calm and void, without even a trace of ridicule: "What else? The essence of war is only the four words 'life and death, victory or defeat'. The enemy will not lose until he dies, and we are the ones who will die without a burial place. My child, you don't think this is...
Are you playing house?"
Today’s young people?
Hum, one generation is worse than the other.
If they were people of their time, how could they be as coy as Gong Cheng? No matter it was the enemy or the trench, just step on it. He didn't know why the old man who had always been decisive in killing chose Gong Cheng. This kid was so cowardly and wavering.
.
Gong Cheng said flatly: "Of course not."
The visitor did not listen to his words and continued: "Before I came to see you, I had a little understanding of your experience. You have no loyalty to Bei Mo, but you have to fight for Bei Mo."
Gong Cheng said: "So what?"
Laughter burst from the visitor's throat and he changed the topic: "I was born in a small tribe in the Northern Desert. I traveled far away to make a living and practiced martial arts. When I came back, my father and mother died, and my wife was kidnapped and humiliated. When I found her, she
She is already pregnant with an evil seed in her belly, and she has a five-year-old daughter beside her. Guess, who did all this? Don’t you think that all the countries in the northwest are righteous teachers? They lead their armies with strict discipline?"
Gong Cheng didn't understand why he suddenly mentioned this.
"You don't want to think that Beimo is also innocent, right?"
Visitor: "No one is innocent under the attack of soldiers."
The situation of the first wife was a little better than that of the female prisoners captured in the same group. Because of her outstanding beauty, she was not reduced to a prostitute camp for the soldiers to have fun. Instead, she was treated as a flattering gift and presented to the little boss. The man who followed her was not a soldier.
He died because he wanted to use her in exchange for greater benefits, and finally followed this person.
The daughter and unborn child are both the current generation.
There are four more women like his wife in the current backyard, and the other five were given to colleagues or superiors to build relationships. She is just one of the more favored among the ten walking trophies, and she has given birth to children.
It has not been changed hands again.
When the first wife saw her husband who had been away for many years but still looked young, the color on her pretty face faded. She didn't know what she thought of. She tremblingly pulled her daughter into her arms. Her lips trembled and she couldn't utter a word, but her eyes were full of eyes for her husband.
Full of fear.
The visitor fell into silence at this scene.
Most of the women in the Northern Desert grew up wildly. Their skin has been tortured by the harsh and changeable environment and has become rough. No matter how good the foundation is, it will be compromised, but there is a special wildness. Free, vigorous, enthusiastic, public, tenacious... like a handful
Grass seeds can take root, grow and multiply wherever they are carried by the wind.
The first wife in front of him was a stranger to him.
The skin on her cheeks and neck is delicate and white. Although the material of her clothes is not brocade or silk, it is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Her eyebrows and eyes, lightly painted with pink and white, are filled with melancholy. When she looks at herself with pleading eyes, she can't see the characteristics of a Northern Desert woman at all.
.
The environment and the world can really change people beyond recognition.
He stretched out his hand: [I won’t kill you.]
My wife was in tears and shook her head crazily.
Kneeling on the ground, she held her daughter tightly in her arms and took a few steps back. She didn't dare to speak. She couldn't use poor elegant language, which would anger her husband, but she couldn't use her unfamiliar native language either.
It will become a death knell.
His eyes darkened: [Are you worried that I will kill you?]
The first wife shook her head again, and the crystal tears she had accumulated fell with her movements. The daughter in her arms was strangled by her, and she wanted to struggle uncomfortably: [Auntie, let daddy kill him——]
The first wife was so frightened that she turned pale and hurriedly covered her daughter's mouth.
Seeing that the girl couldn't breathe, his eyes fell on his wife Gao Long's lower abdomen: [Of course I can't blame you for what happened to you. I won't kill you, I will take you away and start over, but -
These two scoundrels cannot be allowed to stay!]
The wife's answer was still shaking her head.
He still refused to let go of his daughter.
With tears in her eyes, she shook her head and sobbed in her unfamiliar native language: "I won't go with you! You can't hurt my daughter!"
Of course she missed her husband. She missed her husband all the time when she was most desperate, and it was this longing that sustained her during the most difficult two years. Until she met this man now, he was not a good husband and had no tenderness at all, but he provided herself with
Stable life.
She had to obey her husband.
If she doesn't comply, she will be handed over to a stranger again.
She thought that she liked him a little bit.
Since her daughter was born, she has repeated these thoughts to herself over and over again. She has learned from the other women in the backyard to be docile and considerate. From the beginning of being a fool and making jokes, to the subsequent familiarity, she seems to have completely integrated into the world that she has not been exposed to in the previous twenty years.
However, the real husband appeared.
The moment she saw each other, what emerged in her heart was not the joy of escaping from life and being reunited as husband and wife, but a sense of fear and suffocation on the verge of death. The stable future that she could see above her head was forced to cover her head again.
A layer of fog.
[In this case, let’s exchange one life for another! Do you want the one in your arms to live, or the one in your belly to live? Only one of these two children can survive! I am incompetent about what happened to you, but this matter
Everyone involved will die!】
My wife hesitated for several breaths.
He held his daughter's hand and loosened it slightly.
She gently pushed her daughter towards her husband. Her daughter's expression was dull and numb, and she was obviously frightened. Just as the visitor was about to sneer, blood overflowed from the corner of the woman's mouth. Her facial features were severely distorted due to severe pain,
He stretched out his hand to his husband.
【...The child...annoys you and takes care of you...】
The severe pain made her teeth chatter.
She wanted to roll on the ground.
[Give me a good time, Brother Yun——]
The man who came here killed his wife and went on a killing spree, leaving not even a yellow dog to watch the door. When the man of the house heard the news and rushed back, he only saw more than a dozen of his children hanging on the beams, and
The daughter who didn't know where she was was hiding shivering in the corner. The ground was littered with the corpses of wives, concubines, servants and maids, and a strange and brave warrior stood in the middle.
The anger of his wife, concubines and children being killed was far less intense than his desire to escape, and he did so. In the end, he was picked up by the other party by the neck, and his limbs had already been shattered by the other party's force. He waited desperately for death to come, with the sound in his ears
But I heard the voice of the murderer. The latter turned to face the girl in the corner, the child who looked very much like his wife: "Kill him, you live!"
The girl held the dagger covered in warm blood and screamed out of control as she plunged the dagger into the man's body. She didn't know where the vital points of the human body were, and she wasn't strong enough to kill him with one blow. The man wanted to struggle at first, but in the end
Looking numbly at the sky.
As the blood flows away, so does the vitality.
But the murderer of the family was sitting next to him, looking at the same scarlet sunset with him like a good friend chatting: [Is it tragic? Is it cruel? Is humanity lost? But aren't you all asking for it? As long as there are people like you
People, with people like me, will continue to create innocent women like Amu Qing. These people died because of me, and they also died because of you. You and I are equally guilty.]
A bloody hand patted his cheek.
【You should atone for your killing, and so do I.】
He took his wife and the girl away, burned the place with a fire, and buried his wife on the slope where he often went when he was young. The sunset view here is very beautiful. The sky and the earth are vast and the breeze is constant. It is said that every citizen of the Northern Desert
After death, the soul will turn into a small grass seed, which will rise with the wind and fall when the wind stops.
He took the girl and doubts with him and left here.
Going around and around, the girl grew up little by little. She had a man she liked, and she also had a child of her own. That child also sprouted and grew like a grass seed. Free, vigorous, enthusiastic, public, and tenacious...like every Bei.
Just like a desert girl.
Unfortunately, the girl died in her second childbirth, and her husband was captured in the war. He was eventually quartered on five horses. His head became the decoration of a Beijing tour in Camel City, and tens of thousands of people cheered for victory. Their only child escaped.
A calamity was entrusted to him.
At that time, he was already a famous warrior in the Northern Desert.
Attacking cities and plundering territory, killing people and setting fire to them.
What he does is no different from people in the past or people now. It's like a wild beast that kills to survive. Killing is to survive, and the two are like a strange circle. The doubts that have plagued his entire youth have always been
Not untied.
Until he was defeated and captured.
He was seriously injured and ready to die.
Now, it's his turn to atone for his murder.
But he did not die. Instead, he met a handsome young man dressed as a foreigner. The young man was the First Master. The First Master was a very knowledgeable man. His voice was naturally frivolous: "Death is escape, not atonement. Living is atonement."
.]
【Atoning for killing by causing killing? 】
[Why not? Is this difficult to understand? End the war with war! Only when there is no more you and me in the world, and the divided land comes together as one, can we truly wash away our sins! The final result requires continuous killing in the process to achieve
!This is the price! As long as it can be achieved, there will no longer be a woman like your wife in the future. Whether it is the Northern Desert or places outside the Northern Desert.】
The young man's voice is very seductive.
It was like a hand lifting away the fog that had troubled him for many years.
In order to stop killing, one must kill.
It doesn't matter whose sword it is.
The result is the most important!
As a general in the Northern Desert, he completely surrendered to the young Wu Kingdom and continued to do what he had repeated countless times before, leading troops to charge into battle and killing countless men. Wu Kingdom gave him hope. This hope was finally destroyed in a hundred years.
forward.
He withdrew his thoughts and looked at Gong Cheng.
"Because your ancestors have fought against the Northern Desert for many years, you don't want to be used by the Northern Desert. You just take action all the time because you feel that you are helping the evildoers, but in the eyes of the old man, it is all half-measures. Outsiders will think that you only attack the enemy.
The general takes action but does not take action against the soldiers and think you are noble and upright? Hypocritical! No matter what the starting point is, as long as you can achieve the goal in the end."
As long as you can get to the end.
Who do you expect to reach the end?
It does not matter.
It could be the Wu Kingdom back then, or it could be the Northern Desert today.
Gong Cheng closed his eyes to stabilize his wavering heart, and admitted frankly: "The junior is indeed not a magnanimous gentleman. He is a hypocrite or a real villain. These false names are not important. The senior is willing to use his own experience to persuade the junior. That is because he looks down on the junior, but
The junior is different from the senior. You have great ambitions in your heart and want peace in the world, while the junior just wants to protect the safety of your only blood relatives..."
The other party sneered when he heard this.
The laughter contained murderous intent: "It's a waste of time to pass down his lifelong martial arts knowledge to a loser like you who has no ambitions."
Gong Cheng stabbed neither softly nor harshly: "When Gong passes away for them, seniors can help find a talented person with great ambitions. This secret technique of [Enlightenment] is not difficult to learn."
The person who came just said: "Three updates the day after tomorrow!"
If Gong Cheng doesn't go, he will bear the consequences.
When the opponent's breath completely disappeared, Gong Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. When he came to his senses, he later realized that his left hand was covered with a layer of light blue ice and snow. He clenched his fist to accumulate strength, and there was a crunching sound, and the ice layer exploded and fell off.
, shattered into slag at the feet.
"Although it is just an incarnation, the strength of the twenty Chehous is indeed terrifying. Kang Guo may be doomed this time..." He murmured in his mouth, out of concern for his homeland, but he also knew that he did not have the qualifications.
Can be pressed hard.
The second day, late.
The border fortress is filled with a cold and murderous atmosphere.
Chu Jie, dressed in smart clothes, sat cross-legged in the hall and regulated his breathing.
Not long after, there was a sound of armor joints clashing outside. The person was wearing full armor. As he stepped into the hall, he raised his hand and swung it in front of him. The ferocious devil's mask turned into martial energy and was collected in his palm: "Marshal, I just received the weapon.
Got two messages.”
Chu Jie finished his last week and collected his breath.
Opening his eyes: "General Bai, please speak."
The news that Bai Su can tell in person shows its importance.
Bai Sudao: "One is the news from the Royal Court. Jiang Xiandeng, the Secretary of the Ministry of War, used the method of a scribe, and saw that dark clouds were covering the master's mind, and there was fear of an accident at the border. A few of the master's men secretly separated from the main army and came here, so they should be able to arrive in advance.
Secondly, a warrior surnamed Yun appears in the Bei Mo camp. His strength is unknown, but judging from the reaction of the Bei Mo high-level officials, the opponent is probably a troublesome one."
"Yun's surname... warrior?"
Chu Jie stood up from his seat.
The surname Yun is not common.
By chance, they knew a man named Yun.
What is the relationship between the warrior surnamed Yun who joined the Northern Desert camp and General Yun Yuanmou? Thinking of Bai Su's intelligence in the second half of his career, he felt a sense of foreboding. He remembered that Yun Ce had mentioned that he was an orphan adopted by his teacher.
Got the teacher’s last name.
Yun Ce’s teacher is also named Yun.
He is also a hidden master with unpredictable strength.
Seeing the change in Chu Jie's expression, Bai Su knew that he had something in mind with him: "The marshal is worried that the warrior is General Yun's teacher? It's not impossible, his teacher's strength is..."
Those words were swallowed back by Bai Su.
Warriors of that level have only been heard in rumors.
It's not like the Lord didn't think about recruiting each other, but in the end for some reason he left it alone. Yun Ce and Xian Yujian didn't go back to visit relatives in these years, which was a bit weird.
Chu Jie said: "It might be a coincidence."
Although this is unlikely.
Bai Su raised his hand and put the visor back on. A cold voice came from behind the visor. Matching the ferocious ghost face, it seemed like a real evil ghost whispering: "If it is really General Yun's teacher, the only option is to fight to the death. Twenty and so on."
It’s not like Chehou cannot be killed!”
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Shiigugu didn't pay much attention to the website's activities. Some readers said that Qi Shan's character entered the 50th place in the update festival (although it later dropped to 51). Yesterday, a reader mentioned this in the group and asked if there would be an extra episode, so
Wrote this.
PS: Actually, this update festival has nothing to do with quitting me, but the ranking of Qi Shan was voted for by everyone, so I prepared it in advance.
PPS: Yesterday I rode the high-speed train for seven hours, five hours of which I stood on my feet. I also had a cold and felt uncomfortable. I was catching up on my sleep when I got home, so I posted a side story. I also know that some readers are not interested in the side story, so I have
As a reminder in the title, please don’t order by mistake.
PPPS: I’m preparing for the beginning of the new book. It’s hard to say the specific content. One feature I can reveal is that the heroine is very good at needlework (#鬼面)
This chapter has been completed!