Maybe a long time passed, or maybe it was just a cigarette, Fan Xiyuan found himself sitting on a cliff, under the gloomy night, with an abyss beneath his feet, floating clouds, frightened birds flying by, and the mournful sound of the wind.

How deep was the abyss in front of him? He instinctively wanted to stand up and retreat, but he couldn't move.

In the dark, he seemed to hear the melodious sound of antlers coming from the bottom of the cliff, from far to near, from small to loud, and then there were footsteps again, not one or two sparse sounds, but a roar;

There was also the clashing sound of armored weapons, which sounded like thousands of troops marching in neat and well-trained steps.

Is it the military?

Fan Xiyuan suddenly forgot that he was on a cliff and looked down with wide eyes, but except for the diffuse mist, there was nothing but sound.

Just as he was listening with his ears pricked up, the sound of the marching suddenly stopped, and everything returned to the initial silence.

There was a sound of wind, and a stream of cold air surged up from the bottom of the cliff, making Fan Xiyuan couldn't help but shiver.

The fog suddenly dispersed and disappeared without a trace.

Fan Xiyuan saw everything under the cliff clearly, but was horrified by the scene below and opened his mouth wide.

Below the cliff is a long and narrow valley. At this moment, it is the battlefield where the two armies meet on a narrow road. There are two camps lined up in darkness on the left and right. The armor and weapons on their bodies are almost the same, and the flags carried by the soldiers are all the same, apricot.

The flag is embroidered with the Chinese character Lu in seal script. The only difference is that the soldier on the left has a yellow gauze tied on his right arm.

The State of Lu? Or a general named Lu? Could it be that I have returned to the Warring States Period, an era when wars were constantly launched for conquest and survival? Fan Xiyuan felt that his throat was a little dry, and he could not restrain his beating heart and held his breath.

They faced off against each other, and no one stood up to provoke. They patiently waited for the opportunity to fight in the dank canyon. As long as there was even a little bit of commotion and uneasiness in the opponent's camp, they would most likely be caught, and then an order would be issued.

The opponent can't wait to attack and give him a severe blow.

Time passed little by little, and neither army had any intention of launching an attack in a hurry. However, as time passed, Fan Xiyuan discovered that although the troops on the right without scarves had a certain advantage in numbers, they obviously lacked a certain momentum.

There was an aura of looking back at death, and there was even a feeling of being forced to respond to the enemy.

Soon, this stalemate will not last much longer. Often the head-to-head confrontation between the two armies may not require command or tactics. What is needed is a kind of momentum, a kind of overwhelming force, knocking the opponent to the ground in one go, and then eating it.

momentum.

Some soldiers in the army on the right may be a little tired from standing and want to change positions. Just as they are shaking their bodies, a young and energetic voice from the army on the left stirs in the deep valley: Attack!

Their antlers have been hoisted, the war drums have been beating intensively, and the troops tied with gauze scarves have taken the lead in attacking!

They have only one purpose, to break down the opponent's defense line, crush the opponent's fighting spirit, cut off the opponent's head, let themselves survive, and achieve the final victory. For a time, the shouts of killing in the deep valley were loud, and the roar of the soldiers was tragic.

The shouts and the clashing sounds of soldiers mingled together, and everyone was crowded together, forming a dark and chaotic mess.

What kind of scene is this? Fan Xiyuan has never seen such a real scene. There are no techniques, tactics and cooperation written in movies and TV dramas. There is only roughness and blood. Everyone is waving cold weapons in their hands and using all possible methods.

and force into the opponent's body, causing the opponent to fall at his feet.

I don't know whether it was excitement or fear, but Fan Xiyuan's body was shaking violently. He opened his eyes wide, clenched his hands, and his heart was beating violently. Is this a war?

The blood sprayed from various parts of the body, and the sound of the armor-piercing weapons coming into contact with flesh and bone, made him breathless, but all of this was getting closer and closer to him. When the blood that still had body temperature countless times

When it sprayed on his face, he realized that he was already on the battlefield, and the soldiers were fighting right in front of him.

The blood blurred his vision, and everything turned red. He stared at everything in front of him, trying to avoid the weapons sliding past his eyes, but he still couldn't move, and his chest rose and fell like a blower.

The rhythm of the battle is always controlled by the side with the upper hand. Soon, the side with the yellow silk scarf completely overwhelmed the opponent and firmly controlled the opponent in his hands. Two hours later, the opponent finally surrendered.

The battlefield in the middle was quickly cleared out of an open space without corpses. Fan Xiyuan gasped. The victory that cost tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people turned out to only take a few hours. He could not predict what they would do.

How to deal with a surrendered opponent.

From the defeated crowd, a middle-aged man wearing armor was brought to the center of the battlefield. No matter how hard the opposing soldiers pressed his shoulders, he refused to kneel down. He held his noble head proudly. Although he was defeated, his hair and beard were very messy.

, but has quite the demeanor of a king.

At this time, a young general walked out of the team amidst the cheers of thousands of people. His steps were light and steady, without any dust or even blood on the ground.

His rhombuses are clearly defined, there is a faint sense of righteousness between his eyebrows, and his nose is high. It is different from the pride of a defeated middle-aged general, but more of a self-confidence and belief in victory.

"Qingfu, once this battle is defeated, do you know where you lost?" The young general's voice was gentle, but there was no hint of arrogance.

Father Qing groaned and raised his head even higher.

"You don't know, I can tell you." The young general seemed to have expected that Qingfu would be like this, and said loudly: "You are defeated by people's hearts!"

The young general's voice echoed in the deep valley. His voice was not loud, but it carried far and wide.

"You are a father, but you go against the laws of nature and human nature. Both humans and gods are angry. If you don't lose in this battle, I'm afraid there will be no justice in heaven and earth!"

"Justice? Ji You, you usurped my throne under the guise of assisting the emperor. You are the one who violated the laws of nature and human nature! I am a father, and I have supreme power. No matter what I do, it is the power given to me by God. There is no

People can stop me! This is destined!" Qingfu struggled to get rid of the hands that restrained his body, like a roaring lion.

"But you are an unkind father, and everyone will punish you. Even if you and I are uncles and nephews, I can still kill my relatives for the sake of the people of the world!"

"That's nonsense, Ji You. Although I am older than you, I still want to call you uncle. This is arranged by God. But everything God has given me, do you think you can take it from me?"

"You have entered the devil's way, and God no longer favors you. Look at the soldiers behind me. Are there any of them who have not been abandoned and exploited by you? If it were not for your tyrannical governance, they would give up their countryside and

Wife, do you want to take up arms and fight with you? Isn’t your defeat in today’s battle not enough to explain all this?” Ji You began to get a little excited as he spoke. He couldn’t restrain his indignation and said: “You put your soul on the line.

Betrayed to the devil, you are no longer the father you were before, nor the king you were before. You abandoned your wife, your people, and your ethics. Will God favor you again? Today I will take my place for God.

Follow the path!"

As soon as the words fell, all the soldiers shouted repeatedly: "Do justice for heaven!"

The exciting shouts echoed in the deep valley, reached into the sky, and did not disperse for a long time.

Qing's father finally gave up his objection, but he still did not lower his proud head. He looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes full of anger and hatred.
Chapter completed!