Chapter 21: Interlude

It's as if the whole world is filled with a solemn atmosphere.

On the desolate plains, there are two armies facing each other.

Standing on the hill on the edge of the battlefield, the suppressed murderous aura that went straight to the sky made Mu Yue never come back to his senses.

After passing through that dark passage, Mu Yue found himself on this hill-

So far, he has experienced the evil spirits of Emperor Yang and the evil spirit guards under his command.

Experienced the riots in London.

Fought with Oda Nobunaga in an abandoned factory.

I also personally felt the crushing pressure brought by the third generation on the island.

But I have never experienced what kind of atmosphere is on the real battlefield.

It wasn't until the two sides of the confrontation began to beat the drums and march that Mu Yue reacted in the shocking drums.

"W-Is this ......!?"

Looking at the banner that was displayed, Mu Yue knew the words on it.

Business, week.

“…… Could it be the Makino War!? ”

Chaoge's army, all in white armor, Xiqi army, wearing green robes.

It corresponds to the gold and wood in the five elements.

Just like later, the Qin who destroyed the Zhou represented water, so the Qin people were still black.

The Han dynasty of the Qin dynasty was fire, so in the Han Dynasty, the Han army was dressed in red robes, and the feathers on the helmets were also red.

The white and green sides have been fighting together.

Bleeding and drifting, the sound of killing shook the sky.

Mu Yue, who was standing on the hill, seemed to be deliberately ignored, and no one noticed it on either the Xiqi side or the Chaoge side.

Or is it not real in the first place, just an illusion?

Mu Yue noticed that whether it was the Chaoge side or the Xiqi side, there were a lot of capable people in their armies.

These people are not ordinary people, they control the wind and thunder of heaven and earth, the five elements and the four elephants, and their every move can bring great destructive power.

On the battlefield, the dragon's chant and phoenix's roar sounded from time to time.

Legend has it that in the Shang and Zhou wars of that year, the two sides had countless gods and Buddhas to help each other.

There is a story of the god list among the people.

(5) ∑ dǐng (5) ∑ diǎn (5) ∑ small (5) ∑ said, .2∨3. ◆ os_ ();

Although Mu Yue didn't see those familiar figures of gods and Buddhas in the two sides of the fight, those people who called for wind and rain at every turn were no different from gods and Buddhas in the eyes of ordinary people in ancient times, right?

Looking at the tragic battle of Muye in front of him, Mu Yue suddenly felt sadness.

Out of the corner of his eye, two lines of tears flowed.

[Cannibalism, helpless]

Suddenly, a faint sigh sounded in Mu Yue's heart.

"Who!?"

No one responded, but Mu Yue didn't think that voice was an illusion.

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Mu Yue took a deep breath, the throbbing in his heart gave him an urge to stop the war in front of him, but reason told him-

"I actually...... Can't do anything......"

The Makino War had already ended in reality, and Mu Yue kept telling herself in her heart that this was just an illusion.

But the monstrous shouts of killing, the sound of the symphony of gold and iron, and the sorrowful screams of the soldiers before their deaths are so real that people have to have doubts.

According to historical records, in the Battle of Makino, Xiqi dispatched 300 military vehicles, 3,000 tigers, and 45,000 armor soldiers. More than 70,000 people in total.

On the Chaoge side, one said that the whole country had an army of 700,000, but it was said that it was only a hasty gathering of 170,000 people.

But—

"Look at the battlefield in front of you...... More than a million people......"

Mu Yue sat on the ground and smiled bitterly.

The boundless, densely fought two sides seem to spread to the end of the sky.

As far as the eye can see, there is no battlefield.

The setting sun stained the sky red, corresponding to the bright red that spread across the land.

The icy cold wind was biting, and Mu Yue couldn't help but shiver.

Mu Yue, who was born and raised in peacetime, how could he have seen such a tragic white-knuckle battle?

For this legendary war, there are only a few words recorded in "Shangshu, Zhoushu, Wucheng": Jiazi is shuang, and he will be in Muye if he is led to travel to Ruolin. Regardless of the enemy's defeat to our division, the future turned against us, and the attack was to the north of the rear, and the blood flowed and drifted.

When he first saw this paragraph, Mu Yue didn't feel anything, and really thought that there were signs of rebellion in the Chaoge army during the battle.

Now that I am immersed in the scene, I know how terrible the battles recorded in the Spring and Autumn Period in the history books are in reality.

No one retreated, no one surrendered, and no one betrayed.

From the generals to the soldiers, everyone on both sides had red eyes, never advancing or retreating until they fell.

"Yin Shang is immoral...... Yin Shang is immoral...... If this scene is true, if Yin Shang is really immoral, how can those Chaoge's armies be so willing to sacrifice their lives and forget about death? ”

"Defection...... It's just a joke of the historians. ”

The sun is completely below the horizon.

The moon rises.

The war was finally coming to an end, from the morning fighting to the present.

Mu Yue also watched the war on the hill all day in a daze.

From the original grief and unbearability, he gradually became a little numb, and in the end, Mu Yue suddenly felt a little warm on his cheeks.

Reach out and touch it.

"Bloody ......!?"

With wide eyes, Mu Yue looked at the bright red on her fingertips.

"I ...... Is this weeping blood? ”

[Cannibalism, in vain...... How!!!! 】

Again, the sad sigh in my heart sounded.

"Cannibalism...... Cannibalism...... What does this mean exactly? ”

According to this statement, Xiao Mujun not only has a relationship with Ji Zhou, but also can talk to Yin Shang, right? Emperor Yu Zheng Concubine Jiang Yan was born as the ancestor of the Zhou people, the second concubine Jian Di was born as the ancestor of the merchant, and the third concubine Qingdu also gave birth to Emperor Yao among the five emperors!

At the beginning of the Chongdao Hall, Emperor Qi's statement was recalled by Mu Yue.

"Could it be...... Just because he abandoned the peace contract as a brother of the hand clan and was born by the emperor, do you think that the merchant and the Zhou people are siblings? ”

Mu Yue shook his head and stood up from the hill.

The war is over.

Both the Chaoge army and the Xiqi army have disappeared, but the corpses of those soldiers who died in battle are still lying on this bloody battlefield.

Walking down the hill step by step, Mu Yue walked towards the battlefield.

Broken Jingo, dead soldiers and horses, arrows stuck almost all over the ground.

and the dilapidated banner.

Standing on the edge of the battlefield, blood flooding the soles of his shoes, Mu Yue raised his head and looked at the cold moon in the sky.

It's cold.

Mu Yue, who was lost and depressed, held on to his crumbling body and moved forward blankly.

Suddenly, he saw a flag planted on the battlefield.

The oracle bone inscription on it is written with a ginger character.

"Jiang ......?"

This should be Jiang Ziya's banner, right?

Legend has it that King Wen pulled a cart for 800 steps, and then there were 800 years of Ji Zhou.

Although, more than half of the so-called 800 years of Ji Zhou in the world has been in the melee of the princes, there is no doubt that throughout the ages, no dynasty in Middle-earth has ever had such a long state as Ji Zhou.

Except for Ji Zhou, the longest Yin Shang is less than 600 years old.

Even the second generation of the Han and Tang dynasties, which was infinitely fascinated by the Han people in later generations, was only more than 400 years and 290 years respectively.

"Jiang Ziya...... Is there really a real God? ”

Staring at the ginger flag, Mu Yue muttered. (To be continued.) )