"Can a person betray twice? We are living a good life now, aren't we?"
"My parents and wife are here, and I can't find any reason to go back!"
"I don't want to go back!"
"My family is still over there!"
"What options do we have?"
…
The soldiers were all talking and had all kinds of ideas.
However, someone also pointed out the key point. Can a person betray his country twice?
The first time they didn't have a choice, but this time, they have a choice!
"Quiet!" The flag officer waved the command flag to signal the various camps and schools to be quiet. At the same time, the sound of the drums suddenly stopped, and everyone's eyes were directed towards the only figure standing in front of the high platform.
Yan Chunjun looked at the soldiers below. It wasn't like he didn't hear anything. Some soldiers also expressed his feelings. How could a person betray his country twice?
Finally, he bowed down and gave a heavy salute. All the soldiers were stunned and looked at Lord Yan Chun solemnly, waiting for his words and choice.
"Soldiers, Gu is the internal history of Zhao and the head of the two counties. He is also the former Yan Chunjun. Ji Wushang is also your highest military officer." Yan Chunjun said slowly.
The soldiers stood up straight and continued to wait for his words, but they were also suffering in their hearts.
"How I wish I could be like all the other gentlemen, born into an ordinary family, and not be a common man. Because in this way, I don't need to think about and bear so many responsibilities."
"Every word, action, and decision of Gu means the life and death of countless people."
"Some people are disdainful, and some are envious of Gu's background, but what Gu wants to tell you is that this position not only represents power, but also represents responsibility."
Yan Chunjun spoke again, and then pointed to his head of white hair, "I am now forty and five years old, but my head is full of white hair. Why?"
The soldiers also looked at Yan Chunjun in surprise. If they remembered correctly, the last time they saw Yan Chunjun, his hair was still black and white, but they did not expect that in just a few months, his hair would become full of white hair.
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"Gu was Yan Chunjun of the Yan State, but he failed to lead the Yan State to become more prosperous and powerful. Now he is the internal history of Zhao, and he also failed to save the Zhao State from war. Sometimes, Gu just thinks, like Gu
What's the point of living for such a person? He occupies a high position but cannot benefit the people and share the worries of the king. This is dereliction of duty!"
"As a minister, it is dereliction of duty to be unable to share the worries of the monarch. However, serving two monarchs all my life is like this. I deserve to receive this double sword!" Lord Yan Chun said, taking off the dagger from Jueying's waist and suddenly inserting it.
his own legs.
"Your Majesty!" Jueying, the generals around him, and the soldiers below were all stunned. They wanted to rush forward to stop them, but they saw Lord Yan Chun standing on his trembling legs and waved to stop them.
"You are the leader of all people, but you cannot bring benefits to all people, let the people live and work in peace and contentment, and protect them from the flames of war. I am ashamed of the people and should bear this sword!" Yan Chunjun inserted the dagger into his left arm again.
Blood slowly flowed down Yan Chunjun's legs and left arm, and Yan Chunjun's face became paler.
"Why is this happening? It's not your fault!" Lejian closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
"And this time, I still don't know how to make a choice. Choosing is because I am incompetent and I should suffer another blow!" Yan Chunjun inserted the fourth dagger into his waist again.
"Your Majesty, it doesn't have to be like this!" The soldiers all had tears in their eyes. They knew very well that Lord Yan Chun was not actually responsible for these things.
"Jueying, help me sit down among the soldiers, and ask all the soldiers to come around and sit down. I want to hear their opinions this time!" Yan Chunjun said in a pale and hoarse voice, and asked Jueying to remove him from the general.
He was helped on the stage among the soldiers.
"Here!" Jueying absolutely obeyed Yan Chunjun's order, picked up Yan Chunjun, flew down from the general platform, and appeared among the soldiers.
"Everyone, come around and sit down and talk about what's on your mind. I want to know what you really think!" Yan Chunjun whispered, leaning against the soldiers nearby to express his thoughts one by one.
The soldiers soon sat around and surrounded Mr. Yan Chun.
"I still want to apologize to you all here. This time Gu has let you down. I also apologize to you for being so cowardly and incompetent." Yan Chunjun wanted to insert the dagger into his waist again, but he was stopped by someone nearby.
The general held the dagger with his palm, snatched it away, and thrust it decisively into his waist.
"As a lieutenant general, I cannot make suggestions for the main general, so I will leave it to Mo to bear the sword!" The lieutenant general took the dagger and took it for him decisively.
Lord Yan Chun was powerless to stop him. He could only nod his head, and then looked at the young and not-so-young faces around him, and continued: "Everyone, please tell me what's on your mind. There is no Lord Yan Chun here, and there are no Yan people here."
, among Zhao people, some are just a group of children with no future and no home."
"Gentlemen, tell me, who do you want to go with next?" Lord Yan Chun asked, looking at everyone.
"We..." The soldiers were silent. They didn't know how to speak for a while, and they didn't want to be the first to speak. They finally understood what responsibility and pressure Yan Chunjun was talking about.
"But it's okay. All the generals and commanders are not allowed to stop or interrupt. Everyone is allowed to talk!" Yan Chunjun glanced at the surrounding generals with cold eyes, not allowing them to interrupt or threaten with his eyes.
"What's your name? Tell me what you think!" Yan Chunjun looked at the soldier closest to his right and asked.
"Go back to your Majesty, I..." The soldier just started to speak, but was interrupted by Yan Chunjun waving his hand.
"I said, there is no king here now, there are just old brothers who are a few years older than you and are also confused about the future!" Yan Chunjun said.
"Well!" the soldier nodded, and then continued, "I think the emperor and the State of Zhao are very good to us, and the Zhao people do not treat us as outsiders. Some time ago, I received a letter from home that they were assigned to Hejian by Mr. Hucao.
I was assigned three acres of fertile land and an ox, and built a big house for my family. I don’t know what the righteousness of family and country is. I only know that a place with family members is a home, and a country that allows them to live and work in peace and contentment is a country. So, Jun
Come on, I don’t want to go back!”
After the soldier finished speaking, he lowered his head and did not dare to look at anyone.
"Yes!" Yan Chunjun nodded and looked at the other soldiers, only to find that many soldiers also lowered their heads, which meant that they had the same idea as this soldier.
The wind and snow fell, and the sound of wind and snow covered all the sounds. It was not until the lanterns came on that Yan Chunjun stepped onto the high platform again.
"Has Mr. Yan Chun got any results?" Le Jian looked at Mr. Yan Chun and asked, guessing the answer.
"I am determined to fight to the death and will not stop the Yan army from returning for reinforcements. Lord Chang can take away as many people as he can!" Lord Yan Chun said while looking at Lejian.
"Alas!" Le Jian sighed and looked at the generals around him, only to find that almost everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him.