My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 676 Aftermath
The heavy rain dissipated along with the dark clouds accompanied by flashes of lightning and thunder.

A ray of morning light pushed away the dim color and quickly spread from the east, enveloping the devastated city and the ruined castle.

In the light, the land, like a forest in troubled times, suddenly came into people's sight. The palace guards, who had been frightened all night, walked out of the cracks in the ruins and the buildings that had not collapsed in fear.

What came into their sight were mountains of rocks, piled up like mountains in various places in the backyard of the palace.

In the field of vision, there were more than a dozen Eastern Seris figures, talking and laughing, making harsh noises.

More and more soldiers gathered at the ruins, but none of them dared to step forward and fight with the group of Seris people.

Everything that happened last night, the other party's battle with the giant shadow that reached the sky and the earth, had already gone beyond the scope of a human.

Going up at this time would be tantamount to committing suicide.

Many people laid down their weapons, took off their armor, and left the Nongma Palace, which once symbolized the heyday of Sakpruit.

Some people also understood that there were still many Seres troops outside the city. Even if they left now, where could they escape to?
"All the food outside has been burned, the plague is still spreading, and your majesty and his knights have been killed."

"Surrender."

Such words appeared frequently among them, and soon after, everyone put down their weapons, gathered together, and then knelt in an open space near the castle, hoping that the group of Seris people in the distance could see them and accept their surrender.

Among the ruins.

Su Chen grabbed the huge stone head in his hand and raised his face slightly. The sunlight shining on his face felt warm.

A night of fighting had exhausted all of them.

But defeating an emperor who existed only in legends and smashing a rock body that had never been seen before into pieces was enough to replace fatigue with excitement.

"Your Majesty, let me mention it too!" Li Yuanba was not polite to anyone, but to Su Chen, he treated him as his brother.

After all, that's what his second brother Li Shimin taught him.

"Take it."

Su Chen smiled and threw the stone head with five finger marks on it to Li Yuanba. The latter stretched out his hands, caught the head, and touched it in his hands, sometimes picking its nostrils, and sometimes fiddling with the eyelids of the stone statue's face.

"Why can't you open your eyes? When he was still alive, he glared at me several times!"

"Let me see it too!"

Zhang Fei squeezed over, looked at the huge head, and patted it with his hands: "It's so big, it would be nice to take it home and put it at home."

"Whoever has this thing in his home, it's unlucky!" Qin Qiong spat rudely.

Xiang Yu and Lu Bu also came over and played with the stone head of King Arthur, wondering how it turned into stone.

"If you become this, you can't eat anything, right? You probably can't even touch women, what's the point?"

Lu Bu held it in his hand and weighed it a few times.

"Let me touch it too."

Ma Chao hurriedly adjusted his armor, then squeezed over with the tiger-head golden spear in hand. Zhao Yun was slightly injured and stood not far away, leaning on a dragon's tongue.

Yang Ye, Li Cunxiao, Xu Huang and Le Jin also came over.

A group of people gathered around King Arthur's head and played with it for a while. Suddenly, the originally quiet stone head let out a painful groan.

As if he felt that he was being played with by the Seris people like a toy, he opened his stone eyes and looked at the curious Seris people around him.

"People of Seris...you...cannot blaspheme a great king."

King Arthur grinned and uttered a weak voice, his eyes were a little dull and a little angry, his huge face had been touched here and there and was covered in dirt.

"This barbarian emperor is still alive!"

When the generals heard that King Arthur, who only had his head left, actually spoke, they became even more excited. Zhang Fei snatched it from Lu Bu's hand and held it in front of him: "You little barbarian boy, you were showing off your might before, weren't you? How come you only have a head left now? Now is the time to show off your might!"

"People of Ceres... please do not humiliate me... I am King Arthur... I am comparable to the gods..."

Yanshi's lips opened and closed, but before he could finish his words, Qin Qiong reached out and hit him on the forehead with an iron whip, "Fuck gods!"

King Arthur tried hard to maintain his dignity as the king of ancient Britain, but the people of Ceres around him kept touching and laughing at him, and tossing his head around like a ball.

He wanted to recover some of his divine power and then reassemble his body, but he found that he could only maintain normal speech in this head and could no longer do anything else.

"Why..." Zhang Fei kicked the stone statue's head up into the sky. As the head turned over, King Arthur looked through the stone statue's eyes at the blue sky. He opened his mouth wide and shouted hysterically, "Why? I am a great king, guided by God... Why did I end up like this!"

He couldn't understand why, with Merlin and the Knights of the Round Table, such a powerful group, could end up in such a defeat.

The stone statue's head fell down with a thud and hit the ground. At this time, Su Chen's voice came over.

"Can't accept being defeated?"

King Arthur shook his head and the stone sculpture's eyes saw the other person walk up to him and squat down.

He looked at the young emperor who was in his early thirties and said, "You are really lucky, young Emperor Ceres!"

"Lucky? No... I've never been lucky."

Su Chen simply sat in the water, lying on the dust on the ground, next to the stone head of King Arthur.

"You came too late. If you had arrived at the same time as me, perhaps this world would have been yours. However, there is no medicine for regret in this world."

Then, the atmosphere suddenly froze, and there was a "bang" sound. King Arthur's head flew several feet away with a piece of stone chips, and hit a rock that collapsed from the mountain wall, and the stone chips flew everywhere.

King Arthur hit it, bounced back and fell to the ground. His round head rolled back to its right side and he just looked at Emperor Ceres who had just slapped him.

The other party's tone was obviously gentle, as if both parties wanted to communicate, but Emperor Ceres suddenly attacked and knocked him away. At this moment, King Arthur was still in a daze.

"It must satisfy your evil taste to torture a great king, right?"

In response to King Arthur's teasing, Su Chen walked over without any emotion on his face. He just raised his eyes and looked at a group of people kneeling on the open space in the distance.

"The slap just now was given to the soldiers who sacrificed their lives to set foot in the West."

Su Chen took another step and walked in front of the other person. His eyes were just like King Arthur's before, looking down at the other person closely.

Then, he grabbed him and slapped him again.

"These are the people of Xizhou, Great Xia, who died in vain at the hands of your barbaric soldiers!"

The rock caved in, and then recovered. King Arthur's eyes rolled around, and he kept saying, "What do you know?!"

"Haha, I know more than you, Arthur!"

With a smile on his face, Su Chen reached out and grabbed the ear of the stone sculpture, broke off one of the stone ears, and crushed it in his hand with a bang.

This is the way the army collects military merits. By doing this, Su Chen is declaring that the emperor of the enemy country has become his trophy.

"Uh-huh..."

King Arthur, who had never suffered such treatment, felt nothing but pain and humiliation. He had only a head left and could do nothing but roar in impotence.

"I don't understand your so-called great king's will, but I only know one thing: revenge must be taken, and blood debt must be paid with blood."

Suchen grabbed King Arthur's head and pulled him in front of him.

"You killed my people in Xizhou, and I will make you pay tenfold or a hundredfold. I don't care what kind of king you are, even if you are a god, I will seek justice for the dead people!"

"You actually care so much about the lives of ants. You are truly a young emperor."

"So, your ants don't fight for you, Arthur."

As the sunlight shone down, people's shadows overlapped and stretched out diagonally on the ground. An Lushan came running back from a distance, waving the scabbard in his hand at everyone here from time to time.

Su Chen took a look and said, "Put this head away. The stone head can still move. We should take it back to Daxia and let everyone see it."

As he said this, he threw King Arthur's stone head to Li Yuanba. The fierce King Zhao of Western Mansion did not tolerate him. When King Arthur wanted to speak, he was slapped hard in the face.

Over there, An Lushan ran over excitedly and took out the scabbard inlaid with several gems with both hands.

"Your Majesty, An Lushan has fulfilled his mission and won the battle with his extraordinary force."

"Don't flatter yourself!" Xiang Yu patted him on the back of the head, but still smiled: "But well done."

Generals such as Lu Bu and Ma Chao also went up and patted An Lushan on the shoulder. Even Qin Qiong, who had quite a bit of hostility towards An Lushan, nodded at him at this moment.

An Lushan seemed to be recognized and even showed a somewhat embarrassed smile.

Here, the scabbard fell into Su Chen's hands. He could not see what was different about this scabbard, and why King Arthur could not be killed when he wore it.

Of course, Su Chen couldn't possibly give the scabbard to King Arthur and let him show it. After all, if the other party touched this thing, would he gain divine power again? If it turned into a three-meter-tall stone statue again, all his efforts would be wasted.

Su Chen stood there and played with it for a while, then looked at Zhang Jiao and Zhang Dongzhi who was supported by Zhang Jiao. The latter had all his cultivation absorbed, and now he was just an old man who looked like an immortal.

"Is this scabbard the 'eternal life' that the Imperial Master is looking for?"

Su Chen handed the thing in his hand over, and Zhang Jiao quickly took it. He looked at it carefully for a moment, and exchanged a glance with Zhang Dongzhi, "Your Majesty, I don't know, but the opportunity for immortality may lie in this."

"Then leave it to the National Master and Elder Immortal Zhang!"

"Your Majesty, you are too kind. I am just an ordinary person."

Zhang Dongzhi leaned against Zhang Jiao and bowed weakly in return. Su Chen just smiled and walked past the two of them, past Li Yuanba and Qin Qiong who were playing with King Arthur's head, and walked to a rock not far away and stood on it.

The morning light, the goshawk, and the Sakprut people gathering in the distance were all coming this way. In the intersecting light and shadow, Su Chen, standing on the rock, felt the Western world turning into ruins and crawling at his feet.

He never imagined that one day he would stand above all the spirits on earth.

I feel so much emotion in my heart.

The war against the West is finally over.

He murmured softly, his thoughts surging uncontrollably at this moment. The young prince of the Marquisate, who had been hiding his incompetence in the past, had revealed his fangs in an assassination attempt.

Later, in order to avoid having his property confiscated and his family exterminated, he gathered 800 soldiers and, with his only general, Dong Zhuo, he rose up to resist the imperial court's suppression.

Along the way, he attacked Yanjing, killed Beigong Ye, avenged Zhu Gongdao, and ascended the throne of King Xia.

The six countries were in turmoil, so he defeated them one by one. Suddenly, he turned around and found that the world in the east was already under his feet.

Conquer the Japanese pirates in the East China Sea, conquer the Western Regions, and attack the barbarian countries in the West. One country after another, one city after another, surrendered under the iron cavalry.

"I am Zhu Gongdao, and I greet the Third Young Master."

"My name is Fang Xuejun, and you are Su Chen?"

The woman, holding up her skirt and panting, took two steps forward and came to Su Chen, with her hands on her hips, looking like a real tomboy.

"Why did you turn around and leave when you heard the piano music? I don't play well?"

Memories flow.

"I'm going to the capital, so I'll ask you to take care of my family." On a snowy day, Su Yong got on the carriage and waved goodbye to Su Chen.

"The house was confiscated by the Marquis Bai... I feel so sorry for all the ancestors of the Su family!" The old man, dressed in coarse linen clothes, looked at the gate of the Su Mansion in the distance, tears streaming down his face.

Floating white clouds blocked the morning sun. Between the light and shadow, Su Chen seemed to see his past self again, standing in the military camp, holding a head high.

"We will rebel and destroy the Yan Kingdom!"

……

The people and things in my memory kept surging, appearing and then turning into stars and dissipating in my mind.

In the sky, a goshawk cried and landed on Dian Wei's arm.

The giant took the note from its claws and handed it to Su Chen. Su Chen closed his eyes and returned to reality. He unfolded the note and read its contents.

"Let's go back to the barracks!"

As for the soldiers in the city, he did not have the energy to recruit them, so he just walked past the kneeling Sakpruits with Lu Bu, Xiang Yu and the others.

The goshawk that flew into the sky returned to the army outside the city. The wind blew over, and under the huge black flag with a white dragon, Han Xin knew that there was victory over there, so he was no longer in a hurry to attack the city.

"Withdraw the troops and wait for His Majesty and the generals to return to the camp!"

The horn sounded, and the long army began to change its formation, gradually gathering the left and right wings, and the front and center armies retreated in an orderly manner.

Soon, Su Chen returned to the military camp with King Arthur's head.

There were many generals here who did not participate in the battle against King Arthur. They looked with regret at the enemy emperor whose mouth and nose could move and who could speak, and saw that he looked like this. They watched curiously in the general's tent.

Su Chen even ordered the construction of a simple wooden platform, placed King Arthur's head on it, and asked soldiers from various armies to come and watch in batches.

As for the siege, it is still the end of autumn and the plague is still going on, so no one dares to gamble with the lives of the soldiers.

Just waiting there made many generals impatient, and they couldn't help but blame the plague on the thief Jia Xu, blaming him for being too cruel and not thinking things through.

"When I am needed, I am the general. When I am not needed, people say I am a poisonous soldier..."

Jia Xu had his hands hidden in his wide sleeves, with a slightly depressed expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)