I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 335: Chu Wu! Convert to Hu! The whole world is paying attention!

Three days in a row.

The fighting on the city walls continued day and night.

Because when four figures rose into the sky from the already established barbarian camp, the endless dark night that was supposed to be pitch dark suddenly lit up with four scorching suns that looked like the sun.

The champion has four gates, one gate per round.

The sun was high in the sky, not only illuminating the city walls in all directions as bright as day, but even dispelling the severe cold that could freeze your breath.

Above the city.

Li Jing and the others looked up at the four figures sitting cross-legged in the void above their heads, who looked like sun gods, and wanted to bend their bows and shoot at the "sun".

But even Qi Shuo, who was the best archer among them, was helpless against them.

It’s not that they are not good at archery, nor is it that their skills are not as good as the other party.

It was because after the four barbarians stepped into the void, the energy around them became as one.

The red and golden flames of the scorching sun illuminated the heaven and earth, turning into an endless domain of law.

There is no way to lock it.

"It's witchcraft."

witchcraft?

Hearing the messages from several Mohist sages in the city, Li Jing and the generals guarding the four gates all frowned.

The Wuhuan royal family can transform into the form of a nine-headed demon bird and imitate the sun, which is extremely bizarre.

Over the years, the two sides have fought and clashed countless times on the battlefield.

I have long been accustomed to it.

I also know that this method was obtained when Bi was a young man, walking down the sacred mountain on the grassland and bowing his head every step of the way.

But now they actually heard a different word from the mouths of several Mohist sages.

"What is a witch?"

Several Mohist sages were not surprised to see a general asking questions through voice transmission.

For ordinary people, a dozen years is a generation, and a hundred years is several generations.

In the absence of a complete inheritance, the years have passed in a flash. Who can know what happened and what existed thousands of years ago?
Not to mention them, even their Mohist school, after experiencing changes and vicissitudes of life, many records about the past have become incomplete.

Fortunately, the story in this section is not very long ago, not to mention those immortals and living fossils who are still alive in the world.

Even they know it well.

"Wu means blessing."

"A man is called a shaman, and a woman is called a witch."

"A shaman is one who can solemnly serve the gods."

"A witch is someone who can do things in the invisible and summon spirits through dancing."

This is a rough explanation for the generals' question of "what is a witch".

Men are called shamans and women are called witches.

Regardless of whether they are shamans or witches, they cannot avoid the word "god".

Although the champions who heard this had different personalities, none of them was truly stupid.

It is obvious that the practice of witchcraft seems to be completely different from their current practice methods.

But just when they asked in detail about the specific situation of the "god" served by the shaman, several Mohist sages sighed.

"When the Way of Witch prevailed, it was just like the Way of Martial Arts today."

"There are many schools of thought, and the gods they serve are also extremely numerous."

"It's hard to explain it in a few words."

Hearing this, the generals on the city wall couldn't help feeling disappointed.

Just as he was about to say something else, he heard several Mohist sages suddenly speak again.

"But we do know about the group outside the city right now."

knowledge?

The champions asked hurriedly.

"May I ask, sage, which one is it?"

In war, only when you know both yourself and the enemy can you fight a hundred battles without getting tired.

The more you understand the enemy, the greater your chances of responding and winning will be.

Several Mohist sages who were already standing on the ship of Champion City did not hide anything and spoke directly.

"Chu Wu."

Chu witch?

After hearing these two words, some of the generals were still unable to react.

But someone was surprised and angry.

"But is it the 'Chu' that unified the nations in the previous dynasty?"

Before the previous dynasty unified the world, the world went through a very long, bloody and cruel period of chaos.

The attacks among nations are endless.

The predecessors of today's aristocratic families and the various schools of thought flourished because of this.

Confucianism says to embrace benevolence, Mohism says not to attack, Taoism says to do nothing, and law says to punish...

Among them, Confucianism and Taoism have become the two holy places that are extraordinary and overlook the world today.

Although most people today do not know how many heroic, dramatic, cruel and brutal events happened during that turbulent period.

However, many people still have some knowledge of the names of the powerful nations that once competed with the previous dynasty.

Among them, many people know about this because of the countries that have always been unique among other nations.

That was the State of Chu.

After hearing what the general said, several Mohist sages looked at him in surprise.

"good."

The people of Chu were fond of witches.

The nine phoenixes are used as totems.

The Nine Phoenix Divine Bird has nine heads.

After hearing this affirmative answer, I looked at the large banner in the distance with an image of a nine-headed demon bird on it.

At this moment, many generals looked shocked and confused.

"Could it be that the Wuhuan royal family... are the descendants of the Chu people who migrated north?"

But as soon as this thought came to their mind, they realized that they were wrong.

Because the method of practice that the Wuhuan royal family is currently practicing was obtained from the holy mountain on the grassland... from the great witch.

So it is not the Wuhuan royal family that is the descendant of the Chu people, but the Holy Mountain...

To be precise, it was the great witch!

At this moment, they finally understood why their colleague looked so shocked and angry when he asked that question.

When they figured it out, they were also shocked and angry.

"You old scoundrel! How dare you forget your roots and betray your own people!"

Since the previous dynasty unified the country, there has been no more conflicts among nations, and there is no distinction between people of different countries.

What about the Qin people, Zhao people, Qi people, Wei people...including the former Chu people, they only talk about one dynasty and only recognize one clan!
Even after the change of dynasties from Dayong to Yong, it was just called a different name.

But the Great Shaman of the Holy Mountain was obviously of the same tribe as them, but he assisted the barbarians on the grassland, which led to the growth of the Wuhuan tribe.

Over the past few decades, invasions from the south have occurred almost every year, regardless of scale.

The corpses and blood of the civilians and soldiers who died for this cause, as well as their countless bones, have already spread all over this vast land.

The cause of all this was the teachings of that old thief back then.

Even the disastrous defeat of the Zhen Liao army last year was caused by the shadow of the Holy Mountain Priests.

This makes them not angry.

After all, in a sense, the blood and tears shed by the Youzhou people for generations, almost every family is white, are also shed for their fellow tribesmen who were once called Chu people!

Listening to the angry shouts and curses of the generals at the four gates on the city wall, several Mohist sages suddenly didn't know how to respond.

When it comes to understanding and empathy, they can definitely empathize more with these generals.

It’s just that compared to these generals, they know more about the past.

So there are more sighs and groans.

For example, the great witch...

I heard those old immortals of the Mohist school sigh that the great wizard was of noble birth and was a direct descendant of the Xiong family, the former royal family of Chu.

I don’t actually have any big ambitions.

Later, they converted to Buddhism and settled in the grassland, which was also an act they were forced to do.

The root of this problem lies not in anyone else but in the great Yong Taizu who swept the world and had a great reputation.

Even if you put yourself in his shoes, it is hard to say what choice any person would make if they were in the situation that the great wizard was in...

It’s just that they can’t and shouldn’t say these words.

After all, the current emperor of the Ji family... is still in power...

Just as several Mohist sages were sighing with emotion, suddenly an angry voice exploded in everyone's soul.

"You brat! How dare you insult my teacher!"

The terrifying divine thought shook the generals' souls. Many generals with weaker cultivation bases turned pale instantly.

There is no doubt that such terrifying spiritual power could not possibly come from the sixth level of the Dharmakāya Golden Body.

At least a true immortal of the seventh realm!
So... those barbarian dogs who were strong in the upper three realms could no longer hold back and take action?
Realizing this, the generals on the city walls not only did not show the slightest fear, but were instead all eager to fight.

But at this moment, their expressions suddenly froze.

Because at this moment they suddenly discovered that the terrifying divine thought actually came from the city behind them.

'what happened? ’

"Could it be that a powerful warrior of the upper third level of the Barbarian Dog secretly sneaked into the city?"

While I was shocked, I couldn't help feeling a little panicked.

Because no one is unaware of the terrible consequences of a powerful person in the upper three realms appearing in the city during this great war.

Even Li Jing, who was usually calm and composed, couldn't help but frown, constantly thinking about how to deal with the situation.

But at this moment, I heard a familiar voice with a slightly sharp tone.

"Don't panic, we are one of you."

The one who calls the old thief from Holy Mountain "teacher" is one of us?

This sounds ridiculous.

But who could blame him for being the current admiral of the Six Gates, Zhong Xinggu?
It is hard to say whether others can be trusted. If Zhonghang is untrustworthy, given the Marquis's temper, he would have been skinned alive and burned to death long ago.

When the champion generals on the city wall, including Li Jing, heard this, their faces froze.

I vaguely guessed some of the Marquis's secret plans.

But... is this possible?
The Holy Mountain Temple has been rooted in the grassland for two thousand years and has long been one with the grassland.

Later, after the Wuhuan tribe unified the Youbei grassland, the totem of the nine-headed demon bird even became the symbol of their royal family.

With such a close relationship, how could they turn against each other so easily?

Just as the generals on the city wall were lost in thought and fell into a brief silence, the voice cursing "boy" was still furious.

He had served the Great Wizard for hundreds of years in his life and had long revered the Great Wizard as a god.

Later, with the help of the great witch, he was qualified to be called "teacher".

How could he tolerate someone humiliating his teacher in front of him?

If he had not promised his teacher and was intimidated by the strength of the Yong people, he would have wanted to slap these outspoken ants to death.

After suppressing his anger, Yan Shu snorted coldly.

"Forget your roots? Abandon your people? Don't forget, my teacher has never been a Yongren for a single day!"

"Don't forget, it was the previous dynasty of you, the Yong people, that destroyed my teacher's family, country, and ancestral temple!"

"It was you, the Yong people, who drove him away from the land where he was born and raised!"

"You were the ones who betrayed him first! You abandoned him!"

With the blessing of terrifying magic power, Yan Shu's voice was clearly heard by the generals on the city wall.

Certain truths that the previous Mohist sages were reluctant to or dared not to say were also poured out by him.

The generals on the city wall who suddenly heard these words could not tell whether they were true or false for a moment.

But when he saw that several Mohist sages did not refute, he immediately understood what was going on.

But so what?

The blood shed by the Youzhou people over the years must not be fake, right?
The voice hidden in the darkness seemed to have sensed what they were thinking and sneered again.

"As for the blood debt between our two races over the countless years..."

Yan Shu paused for a moment before speaking softly.

"Do you know that in the early years when your Great Yong was powerful, every summer and autumn when the cattle and sheep were fat, our grassland tribes would go south to pay tribute?"

"If you disobey us, the armored soldiers will march north to the grasslands and slaughter your tribe!"

"What were we, the grassland tribes, at that time?"

"A slave! A dirty beast, even!"

"You never treated us as human beings!"

"So...what makes you think that we slaves and beasts won't resist?"

A series of continuous self-questioning and self-answering, and then the final rhetorical question, fell into the ears of the generals on the city wall, and immediately made everyone silent.

Because at this moment most of the generals were shocked to find that what the other party said actually made some sense.

Li Jing, who heard this, did not show any extra thought, but frowned.

The only thing he was thankful for now was that the barbarian in the upper three realms only spoke these words to the generals like them.

If the news spread throughout the whole city, the soldiers' morale would be lost by at least 30%.

Because the justice of war is no longer absolute.

The soldiers will fall into self-doubt.

But once you start to doubt yourself, the weapon in your hand will no longer be firm.

This is the fundamental reason why, since ancient times, every war must have a legitimate reason and the emphasis is on using justice to defeat unjust forces.

"We can't let this guy continue talking nonsense."

Zhao Mu, who was always cold and arrogant, obviously saw this and said in a deep voice with some annoyance.

Different positions lead to different perspectives on issues.

They don't consider things that ordinary generals would.

They only care about winning and losing.

Li Jing mentioned this after hearing this.

"Don't worry, the Marquis didn't say anything."

The divine consciousness of a being who was at least a seventh-level True Immortal spoke in anger. It was impossible for the Marquis not to sense such a loud commotion.

And since he didn't react, it means everything is still under his control.

But having said that, as the number one soldier in the army under the rank of Marquis, it is impossible for him to have no reaction at all when faced with such a situation.

So after a slight hesitation, Li Jing spoke in a deep voice.

"What exactly do you want to say?"

If the first few sentences were said, the other party was speaking up for his teacher.

The last few sentences seem to be just an introduction.

Hearing Li Jing's question, the other party was silent for a moment, and then suddenly asked curiously.

"Don't you think... that I am deliberately disrupting your army's morale?"

Li Jing shook his head and said indifferently.

"You do not dare."

These three naked words made Yan Shu silent.

Indeed, he didn't dare.

It sounds ridiculous that an eighth-level celestial being would be timid in front of a seventh-level true immortal who had just stepped into the upper three levels.

But this is the fact.

The longer I stay here, the more I feel that this young junior is unfathomable.

Before, the teacher insisted on placing himself next to the other person.

Yan Shu hadn’t been able to see through or understand it before, but now he could vaguely see some of it.

But these are not important for now.

As his thoughts turned, Yan Shu directly skipped the awkward topic of whether to dare or not.

"I just want to tell you that there is no such thing as right or wrong in this world."

"There is only strong and weak."

Having said that, Yan Shu suddenly sighed, and it was unclear whether he was talking to everyone including Li Jing, or making a request to the Champion Marquis.

"I only hope that after this battle is over, you will give me and my people from the grassland a chance..."

"The same opportunity as the Qin, Zhao, and Qi people had back then."

what chance?
A chance to truly become one.

"Only in this way can our descendants stop shedding blood, right?"

……

Champion City, the ancient city at the northeasternmost border of Dayong, is still in the midst of a bloody battle.

Under the dark night with four scorching suns, figures with red eyes and ferocious faces kept climbing up the wall, stepping on the thick pile of corpses of their own people under the city wall.

Although the third-level strong man from the holy land who had not shown himself in public had already given a solution.

But the four scorching suns were still hanging high in the sky.

The only reason was that casual voice came from the Marquis' Mansion.

"Let him take the photo."

With just three short words, no one cared about the four scorching suns anymore.

One will be a million bones.

At this moment, those figures from all over the world who were casting their thoughts towards this battlefield suddenly had almost the same thought in their minds.

……

(End of this chapter)