I'm Actually The Big Villain In The Book

Chapter 481: Tribulation of the Common People (Part 1)

At noon, there were still four hours before the imperial army arrived at Niutoushan.

At this time, the Niutoushan pass was very quiet, no one could be seen, and even several bonfires had been cleaned up without leaving any traces.

Although there is still at least half a day before the start of the battle, everyone is already in their positions, waiting quietly for the arrival of night.

"Young master, there are still two hundred miles."

On a short hill in Niutou Mountain, Chu Xianping once again whispered to Wei Changtian the location of the vanguard of the imperial army.

It has to be said that it is good to have an internal response like Han Zhao. You don't even need a scout, and you can directly grasp the latest developments of the enemy army at any time.

"Oh, I see."

Looking at the wide funnel-shaped valley under his feet, Wei Changtian nodded slightly with an extremely serious expression.

It is a pity that the old woman's son has died in battle, but now is obviously not the time to think about it.

Including Chu Xianping, Liang Zhen, Liang Qin.

This is actually the case for everyone, and there are no distracting thoughts in their minds at all. The only questions they think about are all the details about tonight's battle.

Time passed by little by little, and as soon as noon passed, dark clouds slowly came from all directions, and soon reached the point where Shrouding the Heavens covered the sun.

Although it is said that autumn rains have always been rare, the rain in Shuzhou is not worth much. Even in this late autumn season, it will fall from time to time.

However, judging from the thickness of the clouds today, the rain will not be small today.

"Young master, one hundred and twenty miles."

Beside him, Chu Xianping put down the Mother-Child jade, looked at Wei Changtian and said, "The enemy's marching speed is the same as expected, and they should arrive at the pass at the beginning of Xushi."

"Well, is there anything wrong with Han Zhao?" Wei Changtian asked in a low voice.

"No."

"Okay, tell him that from now on, if there is no abnormal situation, there is no need to send any more messages."

Wei Changtian looked up at the dark clouds above his head: "Let him be more careful, and everything will go according to plan."

"yes."

In response, Chu Xianping immediately Zhuoyu sent the last instruction to Han Zhao.

And Wei Changtian turned his head and looked around again.

The mountains are continuous, the forests are undulating, and the dark clouds lock countless mountain tops, and the scenery is confused.

There was no movement in the valley below, not even a bird or beast could be seen, there were only countless shrubs and short trees, and gravel and yellow sand all over the ground.

The mountains are the sides, the valleys are the bottom, and the dark clouds are the cover. Everything combined is like a huge coffin, waiting for tens of thousands of lives to be buried in it.

It is conservatively estimated that the number of casualties in the imperial army tonight will be at least 150,000.

That is to say, of the 200,000 people who are being killed aggressively now, only about a quarter will survive tonight, and the rest will be buried in this small valley forever.

In fact, these people are all like the dead Zhang Shi, with wives and children, as sons, husbands, and fathers.

Their relatives will also be like that old woman, and they will never be able to wait for that familiar figure again.

From this point of view, Wei Changtian, Chu Xianping, Liang Zhen and others are the chief culprits who single-handedly destroyed more than 100,000 families.

Correspondingly, the same goes for Ning Yongnian, Han Zhao, Wu Ding and others.

When the nature of war has nothing to do with justice, everyone involved in it is actually an executioner.

If it is more extreme, this scope can be extended to every soldier, and even every ordinary person on both sides.

As Voltaire famously said——

In an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.

Whether it is voluntary or coerced, since you have already participated in it, you will naturally bear all possible consequences for your own behavior.

It's just that for these soldiers and common people, it's not so much that they are paying for their own behavior, it's better to say that they are paying for the struggle of those in power.

To die for the benefit of others is actually the real cruelty of war.

In the previous life, this is the truth that Wei Changtian would never understand in his whole life.

But now, the experience of the past year or so has made him understand all this.

Therefore, of course Wei Changtian will not suddenly transform into a "Saint" and order to abandon this ambush because of some inappropriate "compassion" feeling.

But just before all this came, he still felt sad for no reason.

All I can say is. Ugh.

Once the hero draws his sword, it will be another ten years of calamity for the common people.

At the time of You, the vanguard of the army was only fifty miles away from the Niutoushan pass.

Among the Chinese army in the rear, Han Zhao's carriage drove smoothly, and there were only him and You Wenzong sitting in the carriage.

"General Han, it seems to be raining."

Lifting the curtain of the car and looking out, You Wenzong said softly.

His face was still pale, and his injuries were obviously not healed.

But the warlord still insisted on not resting, and he didn't know why.

"Shuzhou is already rainy, although the rain did come suddenly."

On the other side, Han Zhao replied casually: "But as long as it doesn't affect the march, that's fine."

"Ok."

You Wenzong nodded slightly, and did not continue this topic.

He looked at Han Zhao who was pretending to study the map of Shuzhou City, and asked suddenly after a while: "General Han, did you know Wei Changtian before?"

"Ok?"

Han Zhao raised his head calmly and frowned slightly: "I did meet him a few times when I was in the capital."

"Is it?"

You Wenzong raised his eyelids a little: "Does the general feel that this son's temperament has changed drastically in just one night?"

"This. Indeed."

Han Zhao didn't know why You Wenzong said all these things all of a sudden, but he followed his words very cautiously and replied, "It seems that he has changed since he was dispatched to Shuzhou."

"Of course, it may be that he has been deliberately hiding his clumsiness before."

"Hidden? What's the point?"

You Wenzong smiled: "The Wei family only has him as an only son, and there are no brothers to fight for power. Who will he show his innocence?"

"Uh, Master You."

Han Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head helplessly: "I'm just a reckless man, how can I understand these things."

"The general's words are too self-effacing."

You Wenzong shook his sleeves lightly: "You see, since you have no friendship with Wei Changtian, you know what he did in Shuzhou, and you even know exactly when he changed his temper."

"I think the general must have expected that this son will rebel in the future, so he is so concerned?"

"How can you be a reckless man if you predict things like a god?"

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Outside the carriage, the sound of dense footsteps and various shouts remained.

But there was a moment of silence in the car.

Han Zhao turned his head to look at You Wenzong, the expression on his face was first puzzled, then surprised, and finally angry.

"Master You! What do you mean by that?!"

"Are you suspecting that I have colluded with Wei Changtian?!"

"I didn't say so."

You Wenzong's tone remained unchanged: "I just feel that the general seems a little nervous today."

"General Han, there should be an ambush in Niutou Mountain, right?"

(end of this chapter)