Chapter 935 The bones are not cold, and life is proud
Chapter 935: The bones are not yet cold, but life is proud
A black jeep drove onto the highway from [Shangjing], drove several times, and finally arrived at [the capital] before evening.
The smoke and snow are bleak, and a light snowfall in recent days has covered the capital with a pale coat.
It seems as if they are paying homage to the unjust deaths of some undead souls, and the whole world is grieving with them.
When they arrived at the agreed place, Qinglong and Suzaku were waiting there early.
"Dragon Lord."
The two people who should have been overjoyed to meet again after a long separation, now looked extremely heavy.
The death of 80,000 sons of [Dragon Temple], how can they, as generals of one side, be happy?
This time Xuanwu did not arrive. Although he had regained consciousness at this time, he was still lying on the hospital bed recuperating because of his serious injuries.
Chen Qi took out his cigarette case and wanted to light a cigarette for himself.
But I found that I had already finished smoking on the way.
Suzaku understood and took the initiative to take out a box of cigarettes that had been prepared and handed it over.
Of course, Suzaku does not smoke, but because he has been with Chen Qi all year round, he has developed the habit of carrying a cigarette with him at all times.
A cigarette was put into his mouth, accompanied by a puff of mist, and Chen Qi spoke indifferently.
"I am no longer in my position, so there is no need to call me that."
"But the fact that you came here this time means that sooner or later you will return to your place again, doesn't it?"
A smile appeared on Suzaku's lips.
Chen Qi did not respond, but took the opportunity to get into Zhuque and Qinglong's car.
"Take me to find Shi Xinrong."
Seeing that Chen Qi did not deny it, Zhuque and Qinglong looked at each other and saw the joy on each other's faces.
"Hello!"
As night falls, the streets and alleys of [the capital] are quietly lit with street lights.
The car window reflected the rapidly reversing light spots.
Chen Qi listened quietly to Qinglong's report.
"Of the 80,000 soldiers who died, 50,000 were from [Xuanwu Camp], 20,000 from [Qinglong Camp], and 10,000 from [Suzaku Camp]."
"In this battle, our [Dragon Temple]'s losses can be compared with the battle of [Baizhangyuan]..."
The battle of [Baizhangyuan] is the largest battle that [Dragon Temple] has experienced so far.
In that battle, [Dragon Temple] wiped out a total of 570,000 enemies and captured countless enemies. It was known as the battle where [Dragon Temple] became famous.
And that time, [Dragon Temple] only sacrificed less than 100,000 soldiers in total.
However, this expedition to [Tengu Hall] actually resulted in the loss of 80,000 people, which is not a tragedy!
Today's [Dragon Temple] are all soldiers led by Chen Qi.
They trust Chen Qi and the [Dragon Temple], and will not disobey the orders of their superiors in the slightest.
Even if they are asked to die, they are willing to do so.
But death must be worthy and meaningful.
Such innocent and tragic deaths were caused by the improper command of superiors for no reason.
But it is worthless and meaningless!
"I would like to send condolences to the families of these 80,000 soldiers. Those who have wives and children at home must be given the most favorable treatment. If there are elderly people who need support, they must be supported by their parents and elders on the spot."
Qinglong nodded, "I don't have to."
"Shi Xinrong, where are you now?"
Chen Qi looked out the window and asked expressionlessly.
"He is planning a celebration party."
"Celebration party?"
"Yes, it is said that in order to celebrate the victory of this war, military officials from all parties were also invited to the scene."
A bone-chilling chill shot up into the sky.
Chen Qi sneered, "Eighty-thousand-year-old Lang is busy preparing for a celebration banquet before his body is cold. What is he celebrating?"
Are we celebrating their tragic deaths?"
In Shi Xinrong's view, this expedition to [Tiangu Temple] was an absolute victory.
Perhaps in a certain sense, using 80,000 [Dragon Temple] soldiers to exchange for the lives of more than 100,000 enemy troops, and driving the enemy troops out of the country, can indeed be called a victory.
But, for Chen Qi, this was a complete defeat!
As the saying goes, one general's success will destroy ten thousand bones.
Did Shi Xinrong really regard the soldiers under his command as a stepping stone for him to become famous?
"Since he wants to celebrate, let's go and help him add to the 'joy'."
…
【Capital】A five-star hotel.
The entire hotel was booked today.
It can be seen that figures wearing mighty military uniforms and hanging on their shoulders that symbolize their great achievements can be seen coming and going.
The night sky was dead and dark, but the lights inside were brilliant.
In a luxuriously decorated hall, a handsome and dignified young general wearing a Canglong general uniform was talking eloquently to the people around him.
Under the bright lights, he scolded Fang Qiu.
"Those bandits from the [Tengu Temple] were really unbeatable. They were broken into pieces by our army and fled in embarrassment."
"Then I immediately ordered the entire army to march three hundred miles overnight, chasing and killing them all the way, so that they could fully understand that our Chinese territory should not be allowed to be interfered with by others."
This person is naturally the current master of the [Dragon Temple], Dragon God Shi Xinrong.
Unlike the previous low-key Dragon God, Shi Xinrong is public, greedy for quick success, and likes to be in the public eye.
Once I achieve something, I want to tell the world about it and make it known to the world.
Tonight is a grand celebration banquet held at his own expense.
The purpose is to let everyone know that he, Shi Xinrong, is not inferior to the previous Dragon God, or even worse.
To this end, he also specially invited multiple media to attend, in order to spread his majesty to all parts of the country as quickly as possible.
"General Shi, what is your opinion on the 80,000 soldiers who died in the [Dragon Temple] battle this time?"
A reporter came forward to ask.
Shi Xinrong held a glass of red wine and explained plainly, "In battlefield combat, life and death are normal."
"Of course I feel sad and sorry for these military warriors, but people cannot be resurrected after death. Those who are alive should turn their grief and anger into strength!"
As soon as he said this, he was immediately greeted with applause.
Then, another reporter asked questions.
"General Shi, I heard that you were commanding the whole battle, but some military officials seemed to have disagreements with your orders midway. What's going on?"
Shi Xinrong held his head high, "My decisions are all carefully considered. How could I be wrong?"
"The differences among those subordinates are just foolish opinions and not worth mentioning."
"What's more, soldiers have always been bound to execute orders. The moment they raise differences, it's their fault."
"However, out of my deep understanding of justice, I won't care about it."
Finally, a reporter asked, "General Shi, I heard that many people in the military compare you with the previous Dragon God, saying that you are not as good as the previous one, but more than the inferior one. What do you think of this?"
Shi Xinrong glanced at the other party and sneered disdainfully, "The last Dragon God?
What is that?"
"As the waves in the Yangtze River push back the waves in front, I, as a latecomer, will definitely be better than those who have been ahead of others!"
"Also, don't call me General Shi from now on, please call me General Dragon God!"
