It was clearly Xia Qingchen who led the Purple Heavenly Regiment to defeat the legions of Commander Poison, killing hundreds of thousands of enemies and frightening the enemy.
But in the end, it was the Northern Xinjiang Legion, whose shadow had never been seen, who took all the honors.
Is it fair?
Is it fair to Xia Qingchen who sacrificed his life for his country?
What did he gain by fighting for his country?
What you get is the abandonment of Liangjing!
The reason is just that he is already dead, and the credit cannot be wasted on a dead man!
Therefore, the Zi Zi Tian Group was summoned to return to Liangzhou, but the Yun Lan Group refused to be called to express their resistance.
Cicada Daozi looked indifferent and said: "Pindao has already said that you should broaden your horizons and consider the overall situation! What's the use of giving all the credit to a dead person?"
"If it is attributed to the Northern Xinjiang Legion, it can inspire people's morale and inspire their fighting spirit. On the contrary, if it is attributed to the dead, it will only make the world depressed and decadent."
Fang Cuihong clenched her fists and shouted, regardless of the identity of the other party: "That's enough! Don't lie to yourself! The world and the people's hearts are just a political struggle!"
"The commander-in-chief of Xiang Beicheng is a person trained by the Yu family, right? That's why he can take away Xia Qingchen's achievements in an honest and fair manner!"
What public sentiment?
If they really cared about the public sentiment, would they do this?
Aren't they afraid of chilling the hearts of the people by taking away the credit of those who sacrificed their lives for the country and transferring it to people who have no merit and are enjoying the benefits?
The answer is, don't be afraid.
That’s why you dare to act so perversely!
Cicada Daozi's eyes suddenly became sharp. He waved the whisk in his arms and the whisk hit Fang Cuihong's face, scraping out a bloodshot streak on his face.
"Unbridled!" Cicada Daozi said seriously: "How dare you make random speculations about something without evidence?"
This is indeed the case.
A heavyweight from the Yu family came out to put pressure on King Liang.
After weighing the left and right, King Liang made a very wise decision to abandon a dead man.
There is no need to go toe-to-toe with that big shot of the Yu family over a dead man.
If they want the mere credit, then give it to them.
As for Xia Qingchen, he is already dead. Do we still need to take care of his feelings?
Fang Cuihong covered her face, and bright red blood flowed from her fingers.
Cicada Daozi said coldly: "If you dare to talk nonsense again and disturb the morale of the army, you will be killed on the spot!"
The hundred knights behind him were all angry.
Do they only need to do it, but no one is allowed to say it?
What made them most desperate was that the person who made the decision this time was King Liang himself.
Others act randomly, but they still have a glimmer of hope to ask King Liang to seek justice.
But when the masters of a realm act recklessly, who do they turn to for justice?
There were two lines of tears on Fang Cuihong's cheeks, not because of the pain on her face, but because of her heartache: "What about Mr. Xia? Did he die in vain?"
Xia Qingchen died on the battlefield, but not at the hands of the enemy, but because of the betrayal of Yu Tingtong from the Yu family!
The Yu family killed Xia Qingchen and robbed him of all his achievements during his lifetime. Not only did King Liang not avenge him, he also helped people in Liangjing!
She really felt worthless for Xia Qingchen!
Back when he was in the eastern mines, he should have followed Liu Fenglei and joined the Zhongyun Realm.
Liangjing is not worthy of his sacrifice!
Cicada Daozi frowned: "Didn't King Liang reward him with 50,000 meritorious services and express regret over it? What else do you want?"
It's a good thing he didn't say this, but as soon as he said it, it was like a needle pricking the hearts of the Yunlan Chapter.
50,000 meritorious deeds, sorry to say, has given Xia Qingchen a lot of face, right?
Fang Cuihong covered her face and looked up to the sky with a smile: "Master Xia, you are so blind! Why do you want to work for Liangjing!"
The remaining Baixiaoqi were also filled with boundless anger and laughter.
"What else do you want?" Cheng Yun had tears rolling down his cheeks and gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "I'm quitting! Whoever wants to be loyal to Liangjing, go ahead!"
She took out the Baixiao Cavalry Token and threw it to the ground.
"Such a cold environment is not worthy of our allegiance!" One by one, Bai Xiaoqi took out their tokens and threw them on the ground.
Military palace rules.
Once the token is discarded, it will be regarded as giving up military membership and will not be re-employed for life.
The Fire Dragon General saw this in his eyes and said hurriedly: "Master Cicada Daozi, please give them some more time to accept the reality. They are just getting carried away temporarily."
These are the Yunlan battle group who are proficient in combined attack techniques!
Every general is a precious treasure. If it is abandoned like this, it will be a huge loss to the military palace.
Instead of trying to dissuade him, Cicada Daozi snorted and slapped the table: "Let them throw it away! I am in such a miserable state and I still have to compromise for a few soldiers!"
Originally, only Bai Xiaoqi took action.
Hearing this, Fang Cuihong was completely chilled. She took out her identity token and threw it on the ground: "General Fang Cuihong, exit the military palace!"
Even if she quits the military and is severely punished, she will not hesitate.
In such a desolate situation, she didn't want to waste any more of her loyalty.
"Okay! You quit on your own!" Cicada Daozi hummed: "For those who come, put away their tokens and record them in the register. These people will never be hired by the military palace!"
But those words touched the hearts of the ordinary soldiers of the Yunlan Chapter outside.
"Master Xia went on two campaigns and killed countless enemies. Is this how he treated his troops after his death?"
"Haha, Lord Xia is dead and Lord Fang has withdrawn from the military palace. Is this Yunlan Battle Group still the Yunlan Battle Group?"
"Master Xia who sacrificed his life for the country, and the sisters who died guarding the mines, they all died in vain."
"Such a cold environment is not worth what I pay for!"
Wow!
Frustrated, they all took out their tokens and placed them on the cold ground.
They also put down the nirvana in their hands one after another.
What was put down was not only the identity token and the nirvana, but also the heart that once fought for the country with passion and fought for the ideal.
The Yunlan battle group collapsed.
What defeated it was not the enemy's millions of troops, nor the sudden death of Xia Qingchen.
Rather, the cold-blooded Liangjing high-level officials are the ones they are protecting all the time!
Hearing the commotion outside, Cicada Daozi raised his eyebrows and realized something was wrong. He immediately opened the curtain and took a look. His face turned pale and his voice was stern: "What are you doing? Are you rebelling?"
A soldier who was hesitant to put down his identity token at first laughed to himself and put it down decisively after hearing this.
They have to be accused of rebellion. In such a miserable situation, who would still be loyal?
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Finally, the few remaining soldiers completely put down their identity tokens and nirvana.
"You all, pick it up for me, do you hear me?" Cicada Daozi picked up an identity token on the ground and stuffed it into a soldier's hand.
But the latter immediately discarded it, with extremely unsatisfactory vision.
"You guys, okay, you all can't get along with me, right?" Cicada Daozi said coldly, his chest heaving with anger.
Fang Cuihong walked out silently. She looked at the lone Yunlan Chapter flag, lost her mind and mourned, and said with tears: "Yunlan Chapter...disbanded!"
As the supreme leader of the Yunlan Chapter, she has the authority to disband the Chapter.
After the words fell, a soldier rushed to the flagpole and shook down the flag embroidered with wind and clouds.
(I'm a bit stuck, so I've been writing since 11 o'clock! I'll continue updating at 10 o'clock in the evening, but I can't guarantee how many chapters I can write.)