All the soldiers in southern Xinjiang saw that when they were fighting to the death, when they were panicked and helpless, their general ran away! When the battle was at its fiercest and most panicked, they
The general, escorted by his personal guards, ran away, leaving them behind and just ran away.
All the soldiers in southern Xinjiang collapsed in an instant. Their eyes were numb and they couldn't believe it. They looked at the general blankly, as if they wanted to see him as nothing.
At this moment, the general who was being stared at by everyone was also bewildered. He was blocked by the army. He and his henchmen were trapped in place, unable to move.
When he saw the people's accusations and angry eyes, he felt uneasy for the first time.
Did he do something wrong?
But, it’s always been like this, isn’t it?
"No, that's not what happened..." He opened his mouth to explain, but no one listened to his explanation at the moment.
"Ah ha ha ha..." The soldiers in southern Xinjiang raised their heads and laughed one by one. The laughter was worse than crying, and it also blocked the general's explanation voice.
"General! Our general ran away. It's so funny. When we were fighting, our general ran away." The soldiers in southern Xinjiang said in a strange way.
The knives in their hands were originally meant to slash at the enemy and their traitorous colleagues, but at this moment they stuck their knives on the ground. They didn't want to fight, and they didn't want to fight, because it was meaningless...
The men of southern Xinjiang were not defeated by the battlefield, life and death, hunger and cold, or the harsh caste system in southern Xinjiang. They were not even defeated by the desires in their hearts and their investment in Yanbei.
The benefits are overwhelming, but at this moment...
However, they were completely defeated by the general's abandonment and escape.
They stuck the knives in their hands on the ground or threw them on the ground. They could no longer fight at this moment.
There was a "dong" sound, and I don't know who started it. One person knelt down on the ground first, and the remaining soldiers from southern Xinjiang also knelt down one by one with a "dong" sound...
"God, why on earth is this? Why on earth am I fighting? For what?" They couldn't figure it out, and they couldn't figure it out. They could only ask God.
"God, please tell me, why is this? Why did our general abandon us when we were fighting to the death?"
"Oh my God..."
"Hahaha... I don't want to fight anymore, I don't want to fight anymore. What's the point of continuing to fight? We survived this time, but what about next time? What about next time? Our general can leave us alone.
Once, you can leave us behind a second time.”
…
Soldiers from southern Xinjiang knelt on the ground one by one, asking the sky for a reason.
However, it is impossible for God to pay attention to them or give them any response.
On the huge battlefield, except for Wu Er and the Southern Xinjiang soldiers who planned to surrender to the Yanbei Army, almost all the other steadfast Southern Xinjiang soldiers were kneeling on the ground. They were all in pain, and their eyes were blank, as if they were killed in an instant.
Gone is the hope of living.
However, they were not having a good time. Wu Er and the soldiers from southern Xinjiang who were about to defect to Yanbei were not having a good time either.
They stood there, holding the head of the Southern Xinjiang general in their hands, holding sharp knives filled with the blood of the Southern Xinjiang soldiers, looking at their colleagues kneeling on the ground, looking at the numb faces, and their eyes.
There is confusion and struggle, but more of it is pain and relief.
This is their southern border!
It was not that they betrayed Southern Xinjiang, nor that they abandoned Southern Xinjiang. It was Nanjiang, their king of Southern Xinjiang, and their general who betrayed them first and abandoned them first.
They are not wrong.
Wu Er and others have become more determined in their ideas.
He felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he knew better what he was going to do.
He raised his sword, pointed at the general and his group who had been forced to stop, and said sternly: "It was never us who betrayed Southern Xinjiang, it was Southern Xinjiang who abandoned us first. Southern Xinjiang has never been our Southern Xinjiang.
From the beginning to the end, Southern Xinjiang was only the Southern Xinjiang of the king, and the Southern Xinjiang of this group of people. We sacrificed our lives for them, but they took it for granted and did not even give us a full meal."
"Yes! I am despicable and shameless. I am a villain. I took refuge in Yanbei with your hopes and gunpowder. But was I wrong? I was not! I didn't think I was wrong before, but now I am more
I don’t think I’m at fault. I! Wu Er! I just want to live, I just want to live like a human being!”
"I don't understand. I worked harder than those people in southern Xinjiang, endured hardship better than those people, killed more enemies than those people, and suffered more injuries than those people. Why... I can't even have a full meal?
"
"I, Wu Er, don't seek to be rich or noble, to be a master, or to get ahead. I just want to have a full meal. I don't want to watch my family starve to death anymore. I don't want to watch my family anymore.
My family was abandoned because of old age. I don’t want to see my daughter follow the same path as my sister, who was humiliated to death by those big men just because she was good-looking.”
"I just want to live like a human being, live like a human being. Am I wrong? I am not wrong! I, Wu Er, am not wrong!"
Wu Er burst into tears as he spoke. He was a man, but he was crying like a woman...
He said these things sincerely.
At first, he had no ambitions or ideas. He just wanted to live like a human being, but Southern Xinjiang wouldn't let him.
Later, he gradually became like this, becoming unscrupulous to achieve his goals, becoming willing to eat people and stepping on the bones of his former colleagues in order to climb higher.
But is this his fault?
No!
He didn't admit that it was his fault. All of this was the fault of Southern Xinjiang, the fault of the king of Southern Xinjiang, and the fault of the general of Southern Xinjiang. They were the ones who forced him, a good person, into a bad person.
"Ah! I also want to live, I want to live like a human being, and I don't want to be a dog anymore!"
"My sister, my sister..."
"My daughter! She must hate her father very much. She hates her father for his incompetence. She hates that after her accident, he not only failed to avenge her, but also sacrificed his life for the enemy."
"Mom, I miss my mother, I miss my mother... There was not enough food at that time, and the general ordered that the old man be thrown away. My mother, my mother was thrown away by me, I miss my mother."
…
Wu Er's heartfelt words resonated with everyone. For a moment, the entire battlefield burst into tears. A group of men began to howl. The scene was more spectacular than a woman crying, but no one could laugh at this moment, because...
Behind every cry they make, there is a sad, desperate and bloody story. This story is not fabricated, but something that really happened. It is their real experience... (To be continued)