Spring and Autumn I Am King

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The sky was getting brighter, and the battle was completely over. When Zhao Wuxi came over, he could only see corpses all over the ground, filling the roads and ravines and bushes, and missing weapons everywhere. If we only talk about the tragic level of the fighting between the two sides, this is the most tragic battle for the Zhao army to enter the west of Taihang, and the battle of Changping a few days ago cannot be compared with it.

In the fight against the soldiers and beasts, Zhao Wuzu suffered a lot of casualties. Their bodies were carried away by the auxiliary soldiers who collected the bodies one after another. Later, a high-standard and thick funeral will be held. This is the honor of the victor and martyr. It is said that Zhao died in battle. People's heroic souls will enter the "cloud platform", and there are sacrifices every year and festival. As long as the Zhao family does not die, the cloud platform incense will not go out! Their sons and nephews orphans will enter the Yulin orphans, and now the first batch of Yulin orphans are about to form an army, forming a new army: Yulin Army!

The corpses of Zhibing are stacked together, waiting for them either a big pit or a fire. As a loser, it is not bad to leave the corpse in the wilderness and let the ravens and wolves eat.

Zhiyao's body was located in the innermost part of the battle circle. He was lying on a straw mat covered with a blood-stained Zhishi banner. According to the magpie doctor who went to check, Zhiyao was dead and could no longer die. He had many wounds on his body, and the arrow wound on his chest was the most deadly. Now the arrow has been broken, but when Zhao Wuxi opened the cloak Look, but frown.

"Where's his head?"

Others looked at each other in dismay, and almost everyone knew the rhetoric that the general made before the battle of Danshui Changping: He would make Zhiyao's head into a wine vessel and drink it with the Han family's patriarch! It is said that there are hundreds of gold and thousands of rooms as rewards for this. Therefore, when it comes to Zhiyao's head, everyone is in awe, but when they come here, they are also dumbfounded.

And General Zhao was not only unhappy about this, but also looked a little suppressed anger.

"Zhiyao's personal guard cut off his head. He was at the mountain pass and was surrounded by us. He claimed that he had to see the lord and stand in front of the lord before offering his head."

"In order to survive? Sure enough, the tree fell and the hozen scattered." Zhao Wuxi shook his head: "Go and bring them here and bring them here."

The black-clothed guard led the way, Zhao Wuxi was not very happy now, and the rest of the black-clothed didn't dare to offend the tiger, so he stood aside knowingly, leaving him quietly with Zhiyao's body, occasionally peeking at him, You can still see the general's lips moving slightly, as if muttering to himself...

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"Zhi Yao, Zhi Ziyu, do you think that you are talented, but unfortunately you were born at the wrong time and met me? But you probably don't know that if history doesn't change, the Zhi clan will be the biggest winner in this battle of the six emperors. , you did not spend a single soldier or a single soldier, and obtained a large amount of territory from Fan and Bank of China, forcing Dong Anyu to death, forcing my father and daughter to go to Daiguo to seek worry-free in the north, so as to concentrate on dealing with the internal struggle. Of course, all this because For my sake, it didn't happen..."

"This is a contest between our parents. As for you and me, there is another kind of grievance. Whether it is the military or the court, the Zhao Xiangzi in history will be forcibly pressed by you, Boyao, and repeatedly humiliated and oppressed. His strength is strong. It's not good, and I don't have the courage to die, I can only break the teeth and swallow the blood, and after a few decades of patience, can I use Zhao Wei's power to take revenge and reverse the situation."

I don't know why, in these years of war, Zhao Wu Xie, who had become hard-hearted and would not show his sincerity to others, suddenly became more talkative when facing Zhi Yao's headless corpse.

"That's why Zhao Xiangzi has a huge grudge against you. After killing you, he turned your head into a wine vessel. I don't know if it was a way of venting his anger that he learned from the Daibeidi tribe."

He stared at his palm and said, "Before this battle, I was also interested in repeating the story of history, because of Wu Jing's death, because my father died before he was born, because of all the things you created for me in vain. Trouble, coupled with my deep fear of you out of memory, I will never let you live in the world..."

Zhao Wuxi sighed: "I don't know why, at this moment, when I see your dead body, I can no longer have any thoughts called revenge. Do it in the mood. Maybe I feel that there is not such a big personal hatred between you and me, or maybe it is your resistance that touched me, just like... Xingtian and God's battle. "

He had heard a story in his previous life, and when he came to the Spring and Autumn Period, he found that this story had been widely circulated in the Central Plains.

Xingtian and Emperor Tian competed for the throne, but Emperor Tian defeated him, cut off his head, and buried him in Changyang Mountain. Xing Tian was unwilling to use his **** as his eyes, his navel as his mouth, stood up again, and danced with Qian Qi. After thousands of years, he still did not fall down... From then on, Changyang Mountain was covered with dark clouds, and he still heard muffled thunder from time to time. It roared and echoed in the valley, and it was said that this was Xingtian's unwilling cry.

"Xing Tianwu is very dear, and the fierce ambition is always there. This is the tragic and solemn only for the losers. I reversed history and came to this day decades in advance. It is really not easy to see this scene. But thinking about it, you If I had met earlier, I might not have become an enemy, but would have cherished each other and become a friend. Unfortunately, all of this is already a thing of the past. Although it can't be called an opponent in chess, two old enemies and similar fates may also have different fates. The same result..."

He finally showed a smile: "So this time, I won't humiliate your body, and I won't make any more head wine vessels, but I will bury you as a gentleman, just like you treated Wu Jing in Taigu. Do the same."

It is not only to end the feud between the two generations, but also to buy the hearts of Zhi's subjects. He wants to send a signal to all Jin people that Zhao Wuxi is tolerant, Zhiyao's death is the end of the civil war in Jin, and it is also the beginning of Zhao's creation of a new era!

The raindrops began to fall, Zhao Wuxi knelt on one knee on the ground, and out of respect for his opponent, took off his black cloak and put it on Zhiyao's corpse.

"Since the head and body are separated, I only forget the heart after death and will not punish. If there is unwillingness and resentment, after a Jiazi, I will arrange the funeral and leave without worry. You and I will recruit the old team in Huangquan. Thousands of handsome flags and flags meet in Yuyuan, and they will fight in a dignified manner!"

"If... if there really is such a place under the Nine Serenities." Zhao Wuxi raised his head, the weather in Shangdang Mountain was as cloudy and stagnant as Changyang Mountain. It's raining.

"General, someone has brought it here!" At this moment, the voice of the personal guard came from behind.

...

Zhao Wuxi turned back and saw a strong man with disheveled hair and blood-red eyes staring at him. He just heard the last two sentences.

Seeing Zhao Wuxi turning back, he quickly moved his eyes and lowered his head, his body trembling a little.

This person is full of scars, one hand is missing, the entire right palm is missing, only the sharp white bones are exposed, and only a simple bandage is made. On the other hand, his left hand was holding a blood-soaked cloth bag tightly against his chest, which was probably Zhiyao's head.

He was surrounded by a group of black clothes, and Qi Wan also came over and said, "General, I have already searched, this person has no weapons."

Zhao Wuxi didn't have a good face for this kind of seller who wanted to live: "Why is Zhiyao's head in your hands, you killed him?"

The man knelt down with a common cry, and said with a trembling voice, "Don't dare, it was the lord who said that he would die if he died, and he didn't want the rest of the soldiers to go with him, so I asked us to cut off his head and offer it up after his death. In order to find a way to survive, the villain just follows suit..."

Zhao Wuxi sneered: "Zhiyao treats you well, but you don't have the idea of ​​protecting the corpse of the master. It's a pity for his thought... Leave the head, you can go down!"

"The gold silk and city towns that the general promised..." The man looked at the thick eyebrows and big eyes, dressed like a dead man, who would have expected to be so timid and cowardly, Zhao Wuxi looked down on him again, Zhiyao was really blind , actually brought such a person by his side.

He waved his hand in disgust: "Go away!"

"Wei, Wei... The villain will leave now." The man nodded and bowed, and was about to leave the head that was close to his chest and hand it to the black-clothed guard next to him. But the moment he turned his face to the side, Zhao Wuxi suddenly felt a sense of danger, and at the same time felt that this person seemed familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

He drew his sword out of its sheath, took a step back abruptly, stepped back behind Qi Wan, and said loudly, "Take him!"

As soon as the words fell, the man suddenly pushed his head towards the black clothes beside him, which caught him off guard. He kicked the other man fiercely, broke free from the hand on his shoulder, and was about to throw at Zhao Wuxi. Come!

"Come on!"

There is no weapon on his body, but the broken left hand and the sharp bones are the weapon. Although it can't do anything about Zhao Wuxi's bronze armor, it is enough to pierce the skin, pierce the fragile throat, and the eye socket!

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It was also police Zhao Wuxi who felt it was timely, shouted early enough, and said it was too late, then the black clothes behind the man rushed over, crushing him to the ground, his mouth buried in the mud, but his eyes turned red. Looking at Zhao Wuxi's eyes, it is already killing intent and anger!

"Keep him alive!" There was no danger, but Zhao Wuxi didn't lose his temper. He drew his sword in his hand, lifted the man's long hair, looked carefully for a moment, and said:

"I saw you. It was after my father had a stroke. I rushed to Chengxiang overnight, but was attacked by a group of thieves. You are their guide..."

"I can't believe that General Zhao, who is in a high position, can still remember me as a nameless villain." The man sneered, and he no longer pretended to be afraid, only fearless, not afraid of the sharp sword and halberd on his neck.

"I am deeply impressed by all the people who have caused me trouble, such as you, such as Zhiyao." Zhao Wuxi stood up straight, Qi Wan checked the head that had rolled on the ground a few times and sent it over to Zhao Wu. Tie only glanced at it and knew that this was not Zhiyao's head...

"Where is Zhiyao's head hidden by you?"

The strong man cracked his mouth. He had eaten a mouthful of yellow mud just now and looked very ferocious: "No comment! How can you get the head of the lord!"

"You should have heard part of what I said just now. Don't you want the corpse to meet again so that he can be buried with dignity?"

There was a hint of hesitation in the man's eyes, but he still stabbed his neck and shouted: "You and others are full of tricks, either defecting or ambush, who knows whether what you said is true or false!"

"Soldiers, deceitful ways, important matters of the family and country, only the Rong and the sacrifice, are related to the survival of the clan, the life and death of the soldiers, I have to do my best, even if it is conspiracy and trickery. But in this matter, I don't need to lie to you. , If you insist on humiliating Zhiyao, his body has already been chopped into eight pieces by me~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The man was silent, tilted his head and did not speak, this should be the most loyal dead man under Zhiyao, He hid Zhiyao's head, and then cut off his palm and cut the bone into a blade, just to get close to himself, to do a desperate assassination that shocked the world, and want to avenge his master to vent his anger? Really fierce.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wuxi suddenly felt moved. Could this person be...

"Could I put your name on it?"

He didn't have to hide this, the man raised his eyes and said proudly: "Yu Rang, the minister of the gentleman of the Zhi clan, Yu Rang is also!"

"Yu Rang?" This person's name is so profound, no less than Zhiyao, Fuchai, and Goujian, but his name is usually listed alongside Zhuanzhu and Jingke. Although history has changed beyond recognition, the feud in this fate has really unraveled a link and created another link...

Zhao Wuxi smiled helplessly: "Yu Rang, you are still here..."

(To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit m.. to read for a better reading experience.

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