Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Homeland Sacrifice to the Future
The roar seemed to be endless, and the ground was shaking beneath my feet.
Almost in the blink of an eye, a huge pit appeared in the fire and smoke.
So fast and not labor intensive at all.
But the generals standing outside the fort looked dull, watching the stone bullets falling from the air without the slightest joy.
"This is the weapon that will make the golden soldiers retreat in fear." A general murmured.
They had also heard the vibration when they were fighting hard just now, but they didn't pay close attention to it. After all, they were on the verge of life and death at that time, but they could guess how powerful it was when they saw the Jin soldiers fleeing in panic.
Now that I see it I know better.
Miss Na Jun said it was a stone bullet, but it was not a stone bullet. The stone bullet would only kill one person and damage a car, but if this one goes out, it will kill a whole group of people.
The flesh and blood body was vulnerable to this stone bullet, and it was completely unstoppable. No wonder the golden soldiers fled in confusion.
That’s awesome!
However……
"You actually used this sharp weapon to dig a hole?" a general murmured.
This sharp weapon that makes Jin people run away and get scared to death was used like this.
The generals felt as if their hearts were being cut.
What a prodigal.
"What if the golden man comes again?" Someone shouted hoarsely, pressing his chest.
The dead should be respected, but it would be foolish and foolish to die for the sake of the dead.
Miss Jun smiled, raising her chin slightly, with a bit of arrogance.
"They don't dare," she said.
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This huge shock caused the Jinbing camp in the distance to fall into panic again.
Listening to the constant roaring sound, feeling the trembling of the ground, and thinking of the scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere, everyone turned pale.
They were not afraid of blood and flesh flying everywhere. They had never seen any tragic scenes during the war. However, this kind of blood and flesh flying everywhere before approaching the opponent was not a fight at all, but a massacre.
A unilateral massacre of them.
"The Zhou soldiers are coming again."
Countless shouts almost caused the military camp to collapse, especially the seventh prince who had just been frightened by the stone bullets, carts and crossbows, and immediately shouted to retreat again.
Fortunately, the sentry sent the message in time. It was not the sentry calling, but the Zhou people just throwing rocks at the spot.
This surprised the Jin soldiers even more.
Why throw stones where they are?
To intimidate? Show off? Threat?
This is so arrogant and annoying.
Tuobawu's face turned red and he yelled angrily.
"Warriors, come with me to fight to the death with the Jin." he shouted.
However, no one of the generals around responded, and many had fear in their eyes.
Tuobawu was even more angry.
It's such a shame that they are afraid of Zhou people in their own territory.
"You cowards! You are afraid of the enemy and are cowardly! You really disgrace the emperor." He cursed.
These words made a young man sitting at the top angry.
"Then King Dapeng, go fight for the vanguard." He said with a sneer, pressing the bruise on his forehead.
This is the seventh prince. Although he calls Tuoba Wu uncle, his expression is not as humble as that of a younger generation.
Tuobawu's face turned red, but he didn't say anything to fight.
"We are not afraid of those Zhou people," a Jin general said, hurriedly trying to smooth things over. "It's just that the Zhou people used treacherous weapons to avoid fighting and hurt our warriors. It's really not worth it."
"Yes, in this battle just now, we have already lost a lot of warriors." Others hurriedly followed suit.
Tuobawu's complexion turned red and white, and he tightened his grip on the sword and ax in his hand.
"If they are like this, if they run out of stone bullets, we have nothing to fear." He gritted his teeth and said.
"What if it's not used up?" the seventh prince said coldly.
There was a moment of silence in the camp.
Thinking of the danger just now, the seventh prince pressed the wound on his forehead and felt angry.
"Tuoba Wu, what's the matter with you? Zhou Bing didn't even know he had such a sharp weapon, and he was unprepared!" he shouted.
Tuobawu looked ashamed and annoyed.
Seeing this busy scene, the other generals spoke again.
"It's not that we don't fight, we wait for opportunities to fight."
"Yes, let's first study what happened to the Qingshan Army."
"It's not like the Han people have to worry about having no firewood to burn the green hills. It would be terrible if all our warriors died."
Everyone said it one after another.
Tuoba's black face twitched and he looked at the generals in the tent. This scene was a little strange and yet familiar.
The strange thing is that since the war, the warriors have rarely shown such fear.
But what is familiar is that a long time ago, he often experienced this kind of fear, when he faced the army of Duke Cheng.
This fear has been weighing on them for more than ten years, and finally they were able to use the Zhou people to kill Duke Cheng. With successive victories, the warriors no longer feared Duke Cheng's army.
As a result, not long after, another Qingshan Army appeared.
Duke Cheng Guo is not dead, and a new person has appeared. It’s really...
Tuobawu was angry and heartbroken while holding the ax in his hand.
But now he also knows that he can no longer fight because the warriors are already afraid and will be defeated without fighting.
The rumbling explosions stopped.
The generals' ears were still buzzing, but the military formation over there had already collected the corpses of the soldiers on the battlefield under the command of flags and drums.
Thousands of people pulled a net and swept through it quickly without missing anything, and soon all the corpses were piled into the big pit.
The badges were piled densely on a cart.
The expressions of the generals returned from shock to solemnity.
Duke Cheng Guo also signaled that he should be carried to the pit. He refused to come down despite the dissuasion, which made the generals very embarrassed.
Although I understand my intention, after all, the injury is so severe that I cannot act recklessly.
They subconsciously looked at Miss Jun, it was the doctors who came to persuade her about this kind of thing.
"Okay." Miss Jun nodded and said, "The injury is so serious anyway, I don't care if it gets worse."
What the hell is this! The officers’ faces turned dark.
With Miss Jun's words, the others had nothing to say. Several generals helped Duke Cheng down and slowly stood in front of the pit.
The smell of blood and saltpeter are mixed together, making it even more tragic.
Duke Cheng Guo looked at the corpses piled up in the pit and did not speak. He just looked at them silently and scanned them carefully and carefully.
"Here comes the knife," he said.
Still want a knife?
The generals sighed inwardly, but they had no choice but to take it.
Duke Cheng Guo held the sword and signaled to the soldiers who were supporting him to let go. He staggered forward, put the sword upright on the ground, supported himself, and slowly stood up straight.
The generals at the back looked at his back and their eyes suddenly became numb.
This scene is very familiar. Every time he went on an expedition, Duke Cheng would walk to the military formation like this and look at his soldiers, and his soldiers would also look at him.
"Drumming." Cheng Guogong said.
A general raised his hand to indicate, and the heavy and exciting war drums sounded, which was particularly majestic in the solemn atmosphere.
Duke Cheng Guo slowly picked up the knife in his hand and raised it.
Go to war.
The generals behind him felt their throats hurt, and they all drew out their swords and guns and raised them.
Swords were held high, and spears stood in great numbers.
Miss Jun sighed softly and nodded to Xia Yong.
Accompanied by the sound of drums, the soldiers at the edge of the pit pushed the earth and rocks in, and the corpses were gradually covered up layer by layer.
The pit was covered, soil was piled high, and rocks were covered with stones.
Cheng Guogong also lay back on the shelf again.
His expression was always calm, neither sad nor angry.
"Let's go." He said and closed his eyes.
"Wait a moment." Miss Jun said, whispering a few words to Xia Yong and Li Guorui, who responded and ran towards the military formation.
What else to do?
The generals looked at them in confusion, and Duke Cheng Guo also opened his eyes, and then saw groups of soldiers driving out, each holding a flag in their hands.
banner!
Duke Cheng Guo sat up again and watched the soldiers planting the flag on the pile of rocks. Four or five soldiers worked together to plant the last big flag at the highest point.
The six-foot-long flag with red heart and blue border fluttered in the wind.
"I will come to take you home someday." Cheng Guogong looked at the flying flag and said suddenly.
Miss Jun smiled.
"Or, one day, this will be your home, and we will come here to worship," she said.
The generals couldn't help but look at her.
This tone is really not small, it means that he takes the land of the Jin people as his own.
Duke Cheng Guo looked at her and smiled.
"Good soldier." He nodded to her and said again.
Miss Jun also nodded and smiled at him.
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When the sentinel said that the Zhou soldiers had broken camp and left, the people in the Jin camp looked a little complicated.
There was dissatisfaction and annoyance, but there was also a trace of happiness that I was embarrassed to show.
"It's better to pursue..." a stout Jin general shouted, "...if Cheng Guogong Zhu Shan is let go like this, I'm afraid we won't have a chance to kill him in the future. We..."
Before he finished speaking, several booms were heard, and the earth shook again.
The camp fell into chaos.
"It's this thing again!"
"Is someone from Zhou calling?"
"Didn't you say you were leaving?"
The entire military camp sounded horns, gongs and drums in alert preparation for battle, and no one mentioned the pursuit again.
Watching the rising smoke and light.
Zhao Hanqing clapped his hands on the horse.
"There are two left, let me give you a ring." She said.
After saying that, she turned the horse's head and the two baggage cars followed her.
The army ahead marched southward with rumbling flags and fluttering flags.
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Have a good time at work (*^__^*)(To be continued)