Reborn Daqin, I am the emperor

Chapter 217
"Senior Brother, have you seen it? Faced with this scene, how dare you ask Senior Brother Yuxin!"

In a deserted city, there are still remnants of wolf smoke. Flies are flying around in all directions, and crows come in groups, making very penetrating calls.

A vomitous stench came from the nostrils, making one's internal organs twitch uncontrollably, and one could vomit out overnight meals.

A group of hundreds of people, all dressed in Taoist robes, walked on the streets in the deserted city, and saw corpses in all directions.

These corpses, after nearly a month of decay, could no longer bear to look directly at them. The stench was emitted from these countless corpses.

Surrounding crows swooped in all directions, devouring the carrion, flies and mosquitoes piled up on the corpses, making people creepy, as if entering a ghost town.

The one who spoke just now was a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe. The middle-aged man held a long sword in his left hand, and his right hand was behind his back. He looked like a fairy.

"Junior brother, what my Taoist school emphasizes is the nature of heaven and earth, and the way of Tao follows nature."

"Between the creatures of the heaven and the earth, life and death, life and death, life and death, like a hundred flowers and a tree, born in spring and withered in autumn, this is the way of heaven, and it is also natural. If we have to go against the sky just because of this, wouldn't it be against the will of the law of heaven?"

Beside the middle-aged Taoist, there is an old Taoist with white hair.

The old Taoist was holding a whisk, and his face was full of compassion. Although he couldn't bear the scene in front of him, he couldn't see any anger in his eyes.

"Hehe! Brother, brother, it's already this time, and you're still here discussing the Dao with me."

"Dare to ask where is the way of heaven? Could it be that the way of heaven is to destroy all living beings? If so, what is the use of this way of heaven?"

The middle-aged Taoist frowned slightly, with anger in his eyes, he suddenly stopped and said.

The old Taoist was startled, and quickly asked: "Junior brother, what do you mean?"

"I don't mean anything, senior brother, if you still choose to hide blindly at this moment, I have nothing to say, senior brother!"

"However, in the heart of the younger brother, the way of heaven is merciful, punishing evil and promoting good."

"Now, the vicious dogs of the Huns have entered our Huaxia and slaughtered our Huaxia people. My Taoist ancestors established Taoism in order to maintain the way of heaven and understand the way of heaven."

"Now, Junior Brother, I want to enter the world, do justice for the heavens, and fight to the death with that Hun!"

"Senior brother, please go back. You are the head of the Taoist school. Today, junior brother, I will be self-willed and disobey orders. After the war is settled, I will go back and receive the punishment myself!"

The middle-aged Taoist shook his head slightly. While speaking, he took a sudden step forward, stretched out his right hand, and made a gesture of invitation to the old Taoist: "Senior brother, please!"

The old Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly, couldn't help but sighed and glanced at the middle-aged Taoist, and said in a low voice: "Xuantong, Xuantong, everyone has their own way, you have chosen this way now, and I won't stop you, brother." You, just look forward to the future, you will not regret today's decision!"

The middle-aged Taoist laughed loudly when he heard the words, and said: "Hahaha, brother, you can go, since I have chosen this way of killing, brother, I will never regret it."

"All disciples, those who follow this seat and stand up for those who walk in the sky, and those who don't want to follow this seat, can go back to the mountain with the head!"

After the words fell, behind the two of them, hundreds of nearly a thousand Taoist disciples looked at each other, and then stepped out in one step, in uniform.

"The disciple is willing to go out of the mountain with my uncle to enter the world, to do justice for the heavens, and to fight that vicious dog of the Huns! Drive out the Huns, and restore peace to the world!"

Nearly a thousand disciples held their swords at the same time and shouted loudly.

"Okay, since that's the case, all disciples follow me and kill!"

The middle-aged Taoist's eyes sharpened, his voice dropped, his figure straightened, and he left here.

In the back, all the disciples hurriedly followed, and all of them left here in an instant.

After a while, outside the city gate, all the Taoist disciples rode away to kill the Huns who were causing disaster at the moment.

The old Taoist stood on the city gate, watching this scene, his eyes were full of worry, and he shook his head slightly, looking very helpless.

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother, you are full of energy and blood, I am afraid it will be hard to find the way!"

The old Taoist muttered to himself, then turned and left the place.

"All the disciples of the Mohist school listened to the order. My Mohist discipline emphasizes non-aggression, and never ends a war with war. However, now the Huns are a disaster, and the Huns' vicious dogs are inhumane. They burn, kill and loot, and never show mercy."

"The peace in the world that my Mohists long for, we must not place our hopes on the Xiongnu!"

"In order to protect the peace of my land in China, all the disciples went out of the mountain with me to reject the Xiongnu and the Great Wall Xiongguan, kill!"

On the Great Wall, thousands of disciples of the Mohist School gathered, and following the order of Mo Nian, the giant of the Mohist School, the thousands of disciples roared in anger.

"Kill...kill...kill..."

"kill……"

"kill……"

The sound shook the world, and thousands of Mohist disciples rushed in from outside the Great Wall. Along the way, they beheaded every Hun cavalry they encountered without mercy.

A series of bloody battles began.

The land of Qilu, the Holy Land of Confucianism, outside the Dacheng Hall, thousands of Confucian disciples, dressed in Confucian uniforms, holding long swords, and carrying bows and crossbows, gathered here.

"All disciples listen to the order. Our Confucianism not only pays attention to poetry, etiquette, but also the six Confucian arts. There is never a shortage of bowing, horse riding and archery. In the land of Confucianism, there is never a shortage of brave people."

"In the past, our Confucianism governed the world with etiquette and etiquette. In the Spring and Autumn Period, the Five Hegemonies and the Seven Kingdoms competed for supremacy. Our Confucianism did not use force."

"However, now, the Xiongnu bandits have invaded my ancestral land in China. This is an unshakable enmity."

"The Huns and bandits are no longer able to be affected by etiquette. Today, our Confucianism has many brave fighters fighting with the Huns."

"The old man summoned everyone to come here to let the Xiongnu thieves know that my land in China is not a place where they can easily ravage. You are willing to join the old man to the Huns battlefield and fight the Hun thieves!"

In front of the Dacheng Hall, an old man dressed in Confucian uniforms is Mr. Rujia, Mr. Xunzi.

He avoided the world all his life and taught countless people. For example, Han Feizi from South Korea and Li Si, Prime Minister of Qin State, were all his disciples.

Although it has never been published, the reputation of its life is rarely matched by others.

Now, the Xiongnu is a disaster, and he finally can't sit still anymore. After traveling for a while, he summons all the Confucian disciples and prepares to fight the Xiongnu to the death!

"Drive out the Huns and return my mountains and rivers!"

"The six arts of Confucianism should be put to use now, to kill all the Huns and shed all the blood of the Huns!"

All the disciples roared one after another, and the voices were full of anger, which was a kind of anger that could not share the sky with the Huns.

"Okay, all the disciples set off with the old man, and we will reject the Huns from the country!"

Xunzi stood up, waved his sleeves, and thousands of Confucian disciples rushed out, heading straight to the land of the Huns.

"Where are the peasant disciples, pick up your hoes and forks, and follow me to the battlefield, resist the Huns, and fight to the death with the Huns!"

"Everyone, my miscellaneous family has always gathered the best of hundreds of schools and established itself in the present world."

"At the scene, there are those who are good at Confucianism, there are also those who are good at Taoist studies, and those who are good at Legalism, and so on."

"But we all have one thought, to govern the world, to make the world peaceful, the country prosperous and the people safe. Now, the Huns are a disaster, how can we sit and wait for death."

"If you are a man of insight, follow me to the battlefield and fight the Huns forever!"

(End of this chapter)