Commander's Destiny

Chapter 79 The Immortal Controversy
Zhai Lingxiu wanted to go with everyone, but Bai Wuyan refused on the grounds of personal safety, so he stayed in the farmhouse alone and continued to rest.

The other three people, led by the grey-white resentful soul, came to a shoal by the river.

The cold wind is howling, the river is rushing, and time is immortal.

I saw soldiers in uniforms of officers and soldiers climbing up from the river water one after another. Whether they were holding spears or knives, the most uniform feature was a long braid hanging from their backs.

In this group of braided officers and soldiers, there are also a few blond, blue-eyed, and taller Westerners mixed in from time to time. They usually form a small team of three or five, holding firecrackers of different lengths in their hands.

However, these organized troops were beaten back to the river time and time again by a group of mobs with disheveled hair on the shore.

I don't know how long this war, in which the enemy keeps coming back, has been repeated on the shoals by the river.

But at the moment, the commander of the mob was not directing the battle, but was confronting two men in cloaks surrounded by many dead souls.

Those two people in cloaks should not be human either.

One of them had a long tongue hanging out, and he was holding a mourning stick in his hand. His cloak was white, and his robe was also white.

The other was wearing a tall black hat, with a pair of black fangs sticking out of his ashen face, and said, "I say King Yi, although the souls of these foreign devils are not under our control, you can detain these two soldiers." The souls are fighting endlessly here, so it's not easy for us to deal with the leaders of the underworld."

The man on the opposite side, known as the King of Wings, didn't speak, but was still gaiting his horse, posing with a fist forward and a fist to protect the heart, ready to deal with the onslaught from the opposite side at any time.

However, the other side didn't seem to have any fighting spirit, just listened to the white cloak holding the mourning stick, and said with a big tongue: "I said King Yi, we seem to respect you very much, so we can't beat the mud, so we want to come scurrying."

King Yi on the opposite side heard what the hell this guy was talking about, and he couldn't understand at all, so he couldn't help but interrupted with a loud shout: "What are you running around, don't run around on the battlefield, go back where you came from, I'm too busy fighting, I don't have time to talk to you!"

The man with the tall black hat got anxious when he heard it, and quickly explained: "It's not about running around, it's about persuading, he can't speak clearly, and he can't understand, let me explain. We are the souls of the underworld, and we are responsible for reincarnation. You are holding so many soldier souls here right now, and neither of them can eliminate the other, and you have been fighting meaninglessly like this, why bother! You see, they are different from you, and they don’t have any resentment. If you can let go now Let them go to reincarnation, we can promise not to bother you in the future, you can stay here forever, no reincarnation is fine."

The impermanence of the black top hat seems to be making some kind of deal with the opposite King Yi, but in fact he has a good plan in his heart, not to mention that King Yi and the two of them can't fight together, even if they can However, as long as he has such a deep obsession, the obsession will turn into resentment and make him unable to reincarnate, so there is no deal at all, only the request to release many soldier souls, maybe this is what the officials said Art, even the ghosts of the underworld are no exception.

However, King Yi was not overwhelmed by the rhetoric of the black hat soul guard. He saw that his dark golden soul energy surged, and he shouted: "Please leave, this is my battlefield!"

The two soul messengers were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were torn apart, and they had no masters. The two ghosts turned around and ran away without saying a word. When Bai Wuyan and the others came, they happened to witness this scene.

The gray-white resentful soul was restrained by Yao Jingli with the requiem flute, and when he saw King Yi, he began to struggle hard.

Yao Jingli was originally afraid that the resentful soul would escape, but now she forgot to release it for a while. She was afraid that King Yi would misunderstand, so she quickly explained: "Don't misunderstand, King Yi, we have no malicious intentions, just want to see you, please lead the way. I will return him to you now."

King Yi saw that the other party was true to his word and released his brother, so he didn't say anything more, but walked quickly to his subordinates, and asked carefully: "Are you okay, have they done you any harm?"

The gray-white resentful soul was very moved when he heard this, and apologized while replying: "The subordinate is incompetent, I'm fine, but they took your sword away and said they wanted to talk to you about something."

After hearing this, Bai Wuyan explained unhurriedly: "We are just borrowing from the farmhouse. After hearing about the strange things, we happened to meet this brother who came to get the sword. We didn't want to arrest people and take the sword. It was just a misunderstanding."

Hearing this, King Yi turned his attention to his brother again, and seeing him nodding his head firmly, King Yi's mood just became calmer.

Only then did Bai Wuyan show the long sword, and slowly asked King Yi: "Is your sword, King Yi, indeed this one?"

"Exactly." Yi Wang personally confirmed.

"Then I can return the sword to you now, but I still have a few questions here. I want to ask King Yi, but can you tell King Yi truthfully?" He didn't lose to the other party at all, and every word was spoken sonorously and forcefully, which made people feel that they could not be offended.

"What's the problem? Tell me first." Yi Wang spoke concisely, taking the long sword neither humble nor overbearing.

"Yi Wang, now you have been defeated and died, do you know?" Bai Wuyan's first question directly pointed to the crux of the problem, without any concealment.

"Although I know it, I feel unwilling, as if I'm still alive." Although King Yi answered calmly, what emerged in his mind was the once magnificent war era.

"Then what are you not reconciled to?" Bai Wuyan asked after hearing this.

King Yi Fuying sighed and said: "What I'm not reconciled to is that the Heavenly King doesn't want to make progress, and the other kings have ghosts in their hearts, and they fight on their own. The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom is destroyed in one fell swoop."

Is it the only thing King Yi is not reconciled to is these plots and military struggles, so why does he have such deep resentment?
Bai Wuyan thought in his heart, and couldn't help asking: "Then what did you do when you were alive?"

"I have struggled all my life, not for power and status, but for the establishment of a better ideal country. Many of us, like the leaders of the peasant uprising in the pre-Qin period, thought that princes and generals would rather have a family? However, almost Over the past thousand years, although dynasties have changed and kings have changed hands, it is still fate to be a prince and general. In my opinion, it may be due to the distribution system of the entire society and the selection mechanism of talents in most cases. It's not so fair and reasonable." Yi Wang's answer was beyond everyone's expectations, his perspective and point of view seemed to surpass ordinary people, and he may be the most sober in history.

(End of this chapter)