He didn't want to kill someone, but he had to kill someone tonight. Is it true that people are always so helpless when they live in this world?
Wen Yuzhou, who was chasing ducks, didn't have any command strategy. He didn't even pull out the precious horizontal knife at his waist, and rushed towards the group of horse bandits with his bare hands and without saying a word.
The long and elegant sleeves of the long robe danced in the wind, making a sound like a flag.
The more than 20 Han warriors behind him initially thought that the young master wanted to show off the bravery of leading the army, and their morale was greatly boosted. They all shouted wildly and followed Wen Yu Zhou on foot to charge back more than a hundred horse bandits with an extremely bloodthirsty attitude.
These are all warriors who were killed among the dead. Their attacks are direct and ruthless, and their cooperation is very tacit.
Even if they attack cavalry on foot and fight the enemy in scattered formations, it is like chopping melons and vegetables. Facing these horse bandits in the desert is like killing gods.
This is why Yuchilang dared to let Wen Yuzhou, a young master who has never led an army, command them, because no matter how poor the command is, as long as these elites of hundreds of battles execute it, they can achieve perfect results.
Results.
Yuchilang wanted to take this opportunity to boost the self-confidence of this young master with a weak personality, and make him believe that he can complete the great cause of restoring the country with the help of this dragon among the people!
During the battle, everyone was full of blood. This should have been a hearty battle.
But by the end of the battle, everyone felt it was boring. They gradually became too lazy to kill, and they only took prisoners more often.
Because they saw that the young master who was supposed to take the lead, after charging into the group of horse bandits, although he could knock down an enemy with every blow, his hands, eyes, body, and steps were all impeccable.
But he didn't kill a single enemy!
This is the biggest problem!
A hero who is supposed to lead them back to Middle-earth and regain everything they have lost. Decisiveness in killing is the most basic quality. How can he be such a soft-hearted person?!
So they stopped killing, and more and more horse bandits were captured. Only less than a quarter of the horse bandits scattered and fled in panic, and no one was interested in chasing them.
All the prisoners had been stabbed and thrown to the ground. There were as many corpses as there were on the ground.
Everyone's eyes were also focused on the young master who had his back to them but facing Mingyue.
Except for the sound of hunting in the fresh wind and the howling of wolves that smelled of blood in the distance, there was silence here.
Yuchilang was a little angry and walked up to Wen Yuzhou with his riding whip in hand.
His daughter, Wen Yuzhou's cousin, the beautiful woman who said she would be his queen, also ran to his side and stretched out her arms to stop Yuchi Lang from whipping him.
Yuchilang raised his whip high, let out a final sigh, and put it down again.
"Why not kill?"
Wen Yuzhou said softly: "If you don't want to kill... everyone has the right to live."
Yuchi Lang said ferociously: "Yang Jian gave you the right to live?"
Wen Yuzhou clenched his fist, then slowly released it, remaining speechless.
But I thought in my heart: I don’t want to be like Yang Jian, I want everyone to live peacefully and well.
"Everyone of these horse bandits has been stained with blood, and everyone has killed someone, so their killing is also karma!"
"I know."
Yuchilang picked up a scimitar from the ground and handed it to Wen Yuzhou.
"Kill them and lead us down!"
His tone was stiff, but Wen Yuzhou keenly heard the meaning of pleading.
He raised his head and met Yu Chilang's eyes. There was light in his eyes, but if he put down the scimitar, maybe the light would be completely extinguished.
He turned around and saw the soldiers behind him who had always believed in him. Although their expressions were doubtful, they were more hopeful.
Wen Yuzhou is kind-hearted and does not want to extinguish other people's hopes and make them face a reality they will never face.
He sighed silently, took off the scimitar in his hand, and flew out in a circle...
It passed by every living horse bandit sitting and lying around, so fast that only the bright moonlight reflected by it could be seen, cold and gorgeous.
Then, the fountains of blood spurted out at the moment when the sword fell behind, turning the bright moon red. This is the cruel beauty of death, so beautiful that it is thrilling!
The scimitar was finally inserted into the Gobi Desert in the distance. The wind and sand blowing at night would soon bury it, just like the dozens of corpses in front of us.
I'm afraid no one would dig up these cruel corpses except jackals in the desert.
Wen Yuzhou looked at everyone, and the light in everyone's eyes became brighter.
They may think that a person's character will gradually change with the cruel experience in the future, and sooner or later he will become the hero they imagined. If coupled with his current shocking martial arts, it will be perfect and impeccable.
The cousin hugged his waist from behind and buried her face in his vest. She didn't have the restraint of a Han daughter, but was as unrestrained as a Hu woman.
Wen Yuzhou once again gained everyone's recognition, but he could not gain his own inner recognition. How long will he continue on this road?
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At this time, in Gaochang City, the city lord Qu Gangu was entertaining an important guest.
The distinguished guest comes from the Sui Dynasty in China. His name is Pei Ju, and he is the Minister of Internal Affairs. He is a gentle and modest gentleman.
Although he is a gentleman, he is not pedantic. He often makes humorous but profound remarks, which made the city lord laugh and think more.
The Qu Gangu clan, the city lord, is all Han Chinese. Their ancestors have moved to the Western Regions since the Western Han Dynasty and have been the lords of Gaochang for many generations.
However, when the strength is weak, the philosophy of survival is to rely on whichever side is stronger.
For example, when the Turks attacked Gaochang some time ago, Qu Gangu surrendered directly as a gift and served him as the master, but he managed to survive.
Pei Ju, also known as Shi Zhixuan, came here as an envoy to the Sui Dynasty, and his purpose was certainly not that simple.
Nowadays, the Sui Dynasty and the Turks were at odds with each other and were at war all the time. Pei Ju proposed to imitate the story of the Western Han Dynasty, connect the Western Regions, cut off the Turks' arm, and along the way divide the Turks within themselves, and try his best to divide them.
Gaochang City was just the first bridgehead for Pei Ju to drive a wedge between the Eastern and Western Turks. He planned to use the mayor of Gaochang City to meet with the Western Turks' Datou Khan and use his power to sow discord.
I was having a pleasant conversation with the Lord of Gaochang, and the Lord of Gaochang also agreed to invite Datou Khan to come here.
At this moment, the guard at the palace gate crashed into the palace silently, lying on the ground with his life and death unknown.
A man in green clothes with scars on his face and purple energy steaming from his body floated into the hall. After landing, his muscles tightened and he took a posture. His eyes were staring at the door for a moment. For many nobles in the hall,
People don't take it seriously at all.
The Lord of Gaochang and his guests looked at this man and were all stunned. They did not know this man at all. They could only tell that he was a Han, and a Han with very high martial arts skills.
Only Pei Ju was very interested. He had already recognized who this man with purple energy all over his body was, especially the scar on his face. No one knew the origin of this scar better than him.
Seeing this scar, he couldn't help but think of a sword light. It was the most brilliant sword light in the world. Only that man could cut that kind of sword light and leave such a sword mark!