Chapter 65: Heroic Martyrs

When the old man Biwu saw Ji Xia's words, auspicious clouds flew over, and the big man with the same extraordinary identity next to him also seemed to have gained, and the people of Taicang who were kneeling densely beside him shouted "Blessed by the wind".

He couldn't help but ponder Ji Xia's words carefully.

Perhaps the words of the lord of the country are right, Taicang has never had an enterprising spirit from the beginning to the end.

The human race, a race like ants and poultry, can stumble and survive for more than 200 years like the cang, which is already blessed by the wind, how can they dare to say the words "enterprising heart"?

The talent of the human race is too weak, how easy is it to make progress?

However, from the mouth of the lord of the country, it seems that these are not rhetoric, but a truly promising future! This made the old man who had lived one hundred and five years old Biwu a little puzzled.

"Of course, it's a good thing that the lord of the country is so confident, but the old man really doesn't understand why the lord of the country is so confident? ”

The cloudy eyes of the old man Biwu stared at Ji Xia tightly, and there was not the slightest hint of ridicule in his tone, some were just inquiries, just doubts.

Ji Xia was just about to answer, when the sound of a neat march came from outside the city, and apart from the sonorous footsteps, this group of proud soldiers did not make any extra sound.

Their expressions were resolute, and there seemed to be joy in their eyebrows, and they slowly walked into the city gate.

The people on both sides of the city gate were silent for a while, and then suddenly burst into cheers!

The cheers were full of happiness and comfort, and some people even cried out and knelt down to worship the Taicang Yinwei who had entered the city.

It seems that Taicang Yinwei has done something great and worthy of their knees.

The old man Biwu's eyesight was a little weak, and he was still a little surprised in his heart, and he didn't understand why the people of Taicang were like this, until Taicang Yinwei approached and passed by him.

His tense heartstrings suddenly tightened even more, and an indescribable emotion welled up in his chest, leaving his brain blank for a moment.

He was amazed to see that the silver guards who walked in the front were each holding a wooden plate, which was simple, as if it was made crudely by cutting down trees temporarily, but the old man did not think that these wooden plates were crude.

Because on every wooden plate, there are these dog heads!

The hair on the dog's head is dark and shiny, and it is clearly the head of a dove and a noble!

"These heads are the heads of the Dove Dog Clan! the heads of the Dove Dog royal blood!" a veteran had tears in his eyes.

"I never dreamed of these people, who used to fight against the dogs, and they set up a high platform behind the enemy's army, and drank the corpses of my Taicang Erlang in battle, and some of them were pulled to the high platform before they were completely dead, and their flesh and blood were cut off alive, and their screams even drowned out the sound of the soldiers fighting. ”

"Countless wars, big and small, are all the decisions of this group of dove dog leaders, and each of them has the blood of countless Taicang people dripping on their hands!"

But today, the heads of these murderous nobles are still on wooden platters, with undried blood on their necks, and their faces are distorted by fear!

Taicang Yinwei held these wooden plates and walked through the streets with a solemn face, and with every step, countless people let out earth-shattering cheers!

The old man murmured, "We have revenge......"

He lived for a long time, and the accumulated grudges became more profound, as an old lady, why not yearn for this scene, in his dreams, he gave birth to the flesh and blood of the dove's high-level countless times.

Now the dream has come true, hundreds of dove dog royal blood, and the heads of many dove dog clan leaders were cut off by the young lord beside him and brought into Taicang as trophies.

The old man looked at Ji Xia tremblingly, and was about to say thank you, but he heard more violent cheers, and the people of Taicang roared, cried, and cursed.

Many people wanted to rush into the Silver Guard Array, but were stopped by the Silver Guard who spontaneously maintained order.

The old man turned his head and saw a thick tree being carried upright by several silver guards, and there was about a figure tied to it.

When he got closer, the old man found that it was also a dove, a corpse whose chest had been pierced by something unknown, to be exact!

Blood continued to drip from the wounds the size of the wrist, and the head, which should have been drooping down, was deliberately tied tightly to the stake for the people of Taicang to see.

On the skull of this corpse was a crown, and on the silver-white crown were two dogs standing opposite each other, making a low roar.

The old man looked at Ji Xia in disbelief, Ji Xia smiled and nodded at the old man.

The old man instantly felt a rush of hot blood rush from his body to his head, causing him to stumble and almost fall to the ground.

Ji Xia was startled, and hurriedly supported the old man, and a gentle Lingyuan crossed lightly, and the old man stood firm.

"Countless ancestors in the Heavenly Firmament Court, have you seen it? The corpse of the Dove Dog Country Lord is here at this moment!"

The old man muttered to himself, tears streaming down his eyes, and his lips trembled uncontrollably with excitement.

Before he could pray to the gale, the streets of the city gate, which had been screaming loudly, suddenly fell silent.

It becomes audible and silent.

A team of six Taicang Silver Guards, carrying a huge stone slab, walked in the army, and around the stone slab, dozens of Taicang Silver Guards were densely guarded.

This slate is different from the wooden board that held the head of the dove dog before, it obviously took a lot of effort, it was repaired to a high level with advanced swordsmanship, it looks extremely smooth, and there are many lines on it, and if you look carefully, it is a personal name, a picture, it seems that this stone slab is an extremely valuable thing.

General Ronglu's face was solemn, and he said loudly: "Please return to Taicang Ancestor!"

Countless people were silent, and the people standing on the high place had already seen that on the ancient stone slabs, there were white bones and skulls!

"Lu Yan, the general of Taicang, fought with the dove dog one hundred and thirty-one years ago, and the sixty-one arrows in his body did not die, and the then lord of the dove dog was furious, and he personally went to the battlefield to cut off his head and hide it in the dove dog royal court. ”

"Gu Mao, the general of Taicang, one hundred and twenty years ago, he sniped the leader of the Dove Dog tribe, was defeated, and the five beasts were separated and died. ”

"Shan Zhuo, a genius of Taicang, sixty-two years ago, he achieved great self-cultivation and went to the Dove Dog Royal Court to assassinate the Lord of the Dove Dog Kingdom, killed forty-two royal court masters, and died of exhaustion. ”

"Ji Fu, Princess Taicang, seventy-six years ago, the country of the dove dog threatened Taicang to marry her, the princess was fifteen years old, volunteered to relieve the misfortune of Taicang, rushed to the dove dog Weiyue, died tragically, and the head was hung in the harem to warn the harem beauties. ”

"Zhuangbei, Taicang envoy, four months ago sent an envoy to the dove dog to sue for peace, the dove dog Toussaint was cooked in the name of its 'flesh and blood fragrance', and it was eaten by the dove dog hundred officials. ”

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One by one, the names were recited from the mouth of General Ronglu, and the people of Taicang changed from silence to low choking, and then to howling and crying, and the old man Biwu heard many names he was familiar with, and the tears in his eyes seemed to be dry.

Ronglu finally finished reciting, Ji Xia took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Welcome to the return of Taicang sages." ”

"Welcome to the return of the sages of Taicang!" countless people cried.

"Taicang will build Lingyun Pavilion to worship the sages who sacrificed their lives for Taicang in the past dynasties!" Ji Xia ordered in a deep voice.

The old man Biwu knelt down to Ji Xia silently, and countless people turned to kneel in the direction and bowed to Ji Xia silently.

Ji Xia did not have the slightest smugness between his eyebrows, and bowed to the people who bowed to him, and said: "The reason why Taicang is Taicang is not because of the Ji room, not because of the sea and the river in the city, and not because of the ten thousand acres of fields!"

"But because there are countless heroes and martyrs who are willing to die for Taicang, and there are countless ordinary people who remember the names of heroes and martyrs and are ready to follow the martyrs and die for Taicang, please accept my worship. ”

Ji Xia bowed down, those heroes seemed to have spirits, and blue light emanated from the white bones, and fell into Ji Xia's neck in full view of everyone, turning into a jade pendant.

Hanging quietly on Ji Xia's chest, Ji Xia picked up the jade pendant, and there were suddenly countless gratifying laughter in the jade pendant.

He knew in his heart that the remnants of these heroic true spirits had turned into this jade pendant, and from then on they had completely disappeared from the boundless wilderness.

Only this jade pendant is proof of their existence.