"Another ...... Familiar faces......

Carefully placing the corpse of a soldier of the Shangshui Army on a pile of firewood, the thousand people of the Shangshui Army looked at the corpse of the soldier with a young face in front of him, and sighed secretly.

This soldier was a recruit of the thousand-man team under his command, and he was only fifteen years old.

"We...... What are you doing?'

Ran Teng sat down beside the pile of corpses, and looked at a blood-soaked strong grass on the ground in front of him with a slightly dull gaze, a strong grass that had been trampled on and broken, but still tried to straighten its back.

This thousand-person general couldn't help but be a little dazed.

Last year, when Xiong Tuo, the king of Xuancheng, led his army to attack the Wei state, he participated in that battle as one of the Chu army, not only for the ambition of Xiong Tuo, the king of Yicheng, to expand the territory and take revenge on the Wei state, but also to receive the meager military salary to support the family.

But in any case, at that time, as a Chu man, in the army of the Chu people, he fought against the enemy of the Chu people, the Wei State.

After that, Xiong Tuo, the king of Xuancheng, was defeated, and Ji Run, the king of Su, of Wei, forced them to surrender, and, with all kinds of rich promises, brought them from Chu to Wei and settled them in Shangshui County.

Ran Teng respected the King of Su of Wei very much, because although the latter was a Wei person, he gave them preferential treatment for these Chu people, so that they and their respective families could live in Shangshui County in peace and stability, and even lived a much better life than when they were originally in Chu State.

Out of gratitude, Ran Teng chose to continue as a soldier without hesitation, a soldier of the merchant army belonging to the Wei state, and under the order of the subsequent king of Su, like the other 20,000 merchant soldiers, he traveled thousands of miles to the strange land of Sanchuan.

I have to say that if it weren't for the submission of the Wei State, if it wasn't for joining the Shang Water Army, like Ran Teng, a soldier from the Chu State, I am afraid that it would be difficult for him to set foot in the land of Sanchuan in this life, this land is really far away from the Chu State, not to mention a series of frictions and fights with the three tribes of Shangxi, Qian, and Lu in the land of Sanchuan.

At first, out of gratitude to the king of Wei Guosu, Ran Teng didn't think too much, but at this moment, when these familiar compatriots around him suffered heavy casualties because of the war, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

What are we fighting for?

Or rather, for whom?

For the sake of the Wei State? Or is it for the king of Wei?

Obviously he is a Chu person, but he wants to fight for the Wei State? Fight for the man whom the Wei people call King Su?

Although he was quite grateful to Zhao Hongrun in his heart, Ran Teng inevitably had such doubts.

In the final analysis, it is nothing more than the relationship between him and Wei that has not yet developed a sense of belonging.

The hostility of Anling, Zhaoling, Suiyang, and the surrounding cities and counties of Shangshui towards the Chu people such as Yanling, Changping, and Shangshui made the Chu people who had as many as 400,000 surrendered to the Wei State have such an idea from time to time: The Wei people do not welcome us, and we are just outsiders living in the Wei State.

It was precisely because of this idea that Ran Teng could not accept the huge losses suffered by their merchant army in this war that "embodied the will of the Wei State".

In the end, Ran Teng came up with an answer that was somewhat acceptable to him: their merchant army did not fight for the Wei State or the Wei people, but only for the Su King of Wei, the Su King Ji Run, who gave them a more superior living environment.

But the problem is that King Su Ji Run, who is the King of Su of Wei and the prince of the Wei people.

"He'...... What do you think of our merchant army?'

Ran Teng thought secretly.

I have to say that if there was even the corpse of a Wei person in the mountains of corpses piled up in front of him, it would not make Ran Teng have such negative thoughts.

But the fact is that the people who died here were all Chu people, or people from the two tribes of Yucheng and Qianxi, and there was no Wei people.

It is also thanks to Zhao Hongrun's high prestige in the merchant army, if it were someone else, I am afraid that these merchant and water armies would have already expressed obvious dissatisfaction.

"Hoo ......"

Shaking his head, putting the thoughts behind him, Ran Teng stood up and prepared to continue carrying the remains.

But just as he stood up, there were two soldiers of the Shangshui Army running beside him.

Seeing this, Ran Teng frowned and scolded, "What are you going to do?" Want to be lazy? ”

"Ran Teng Thousand Generals ......" The two Shangshui soldiers stopped and turned around, their expressions a little frightened.

But fear is fear, and one of them mustered up the courage to explain, "Yes...... Xiang Liqian will make us suspend the affairs at hand. ”

"Xiang Li?" Ran Teng was stunned, frowned and said, "Nonsense! Xiang Liqian will tell you that you don't have to carry corpses anymore? ”

"No, no, no." Another soldier hurriedly explained: "It's King Su, King Su is blowing a tune with blades of grass over there, and Xiang Li's thousand people will ask us all to go over and listen, it is said that it is Xu Jiong's order from three thousand people." ”

Xu Jiong is a 3,000-person general, and Ran Teng is a thousand-person general, although the two are not directly subordinate to the subordinate relationship, but in the end, the military position is two big grades behind, which makes Ran Teng's face a little pale.

But what surprised him even more was the first half of the soldier's sentence.

"King Su? Blowing a tune with a blade of grass?'

Looking at the backs of the two soldiers running away, Ran Teng hesitated for a moment, and walked briskly over there.

He was very curious, curious about why His Royal Highness King Su appeared on the western city wall at this time, and for what purpose he played that tune.

Walking briskly for about two hundred zhang, Ran Teng's face was stunned, because he saw that hundreds of Shangshui soldiers and soldiers had gathered in the distance.

Incredibly, these people were so quiet that Ran Teng could really hear the intermittent and vague sound of the grass flute.

"Hey, let's go."

Ran Teng forced his burly body into the crowd.

Immediately, the Shangshui sergeant in front of him, who was quietly listening to the sound of the grass flute, turned his head angrily, his lips moved slightly, probably wanting to curse, but when he saw that it was Ran Teng's thousand generals behind him, he immediately subconsciously shrank his head and forcibly squeezed to the side, leaving a vacant seat for Ran Teng.

It's no wonder, after all, a thousand generals are already a very high-level general in the army.

"Hmm." Ran Teng nodded at the soldier, and then continued to squeeze forward, with great effort, and was glared at by many Shangshui soldiers in displeasure or even anger, Ran Teng finally squeezed into the center of the crowd.

He was surprised to see that in the center of the crowd, His Royal Highness King Ji Run, who he respected and appreciated from the bottom of his heart, was standing among the merchant and water soldiers at this moment, and next to him, there were many merchant and water soldiers who were quietly listening to the sound of the grass flute.

It was so dense that Ran Teng even suspected that His Royal Highness King Su couldn't even turn around on the spot.

"King Su...... How do you trust our army so much?'

Ran Teng couldn't help but be a little surprised.

You must know that in his eyes, the Shangshui soldier who is closest to Zhao Hongrun can catch the King Su in front of him as soon as he stretches out his arm, if there is any ill-intentioned person among them, Lord Zongwei next to King Su will definitely not be able to react.

"You guy, what are you doing there?" Beside him, there was a dissatisfied complaint.

Ran Teng frowned and turned his head, only to find that the other party was actually a rather brave pawn of his thousand-man team, Yang Wu.

"Ah, Ran Teng's thousand generals ......" At this time, Yang Wu also reacted, and hurriedly squeezed towards his companions Li Hui and Le Leopard, leaving a place for Ran Teng, and whispered with a smile: "Thousand generals, you sit here, you sit here." ”

"......" Ran Teng secretly rolled his eyes, fortunately, he was used to seeing the soldiers' deferential actions along the way he squeezed in, and he didn't bother to pay attention to this guy, and sat down unceremoniously.

"King Su, what is he doing?" Ran Teng asked in a low voice.

"I don't know." Yang Wu shrugged his shoulders and replied in a low voice: "At that time, we were carrying the corpses, and King Su came, and he didn't say anything, just picked a blade of grass and blew a tune......

Before the words fell, a displeased whisper came from the front left: "Over there, shut up for me!" ”

Yang Wu relied on the presence of Ran Teng, a thousand-strong general by his side, and glanced at the other party like a fox and a tiger, but suddenly found that the person in front of him on the left was actually Chen Xie, a general of two thousand people in the army, and quickly lowered his head again.

Chen Xie was one level higher than Ran Teng's military rank, and Ran Teng naturally didn't have much to say, so he once again surrendered his gaze to the Su King not far away, and listened to the grass flute music quietly.

The song is soft and long, but you can clearly feel an inexplicable sadness, and the song depicts as if it is a kind of separation that is close to the end of the world and difficult to see again.

This made the Shangshui soldiers and soldiers present and the people of the two ethnic groups have a strong resonance.

No, Ran Teng saw with his own eyes that the few people of the Shan tribe who were sitting among the soldiers of Shangshui had tears in their eyes, and some raised their hands to wipe their tears, making it difficult for people to imagine that the other party was also an eight-foot tall man.

However, Ran Teng felt that he could understand them, because when listening to the sad song, he inevitably thought of his wife and children who were far away in Shangshui County at this moment, and thought of their mothers and sons' expectations that he would return safe and sound, and at the same time, he also thought of the grief of the soldiers who had died in this city, and their families after learning the bad news.

Is that sadness like the one depicted in that song?

"His Royal Highness King Su...... It was to remember the soldiers who died in battle.'"

Ran Teng said secretly.

I have to say that he came a little late, and before he sat down, Zhao Hongrun had already finished blowing the last note and removed the grass flute from his mouth.

The end of the song.

In this regard, the nearby Shangshui soldiers and the people of the two tribes were a little reluctant, and they all looked at the Su King with expectant eyes, hoping to listen to the beautiful and sad song that could resonate with them again.

But to make them feel a little regretful, the Su King, who lowered the hand holding the straw flute, opened his mouth to say something to them, a word that surprised and surprised them.

"The king knows that the vast majority of you present are at a loss at the moment, 'what are you fighting for?' and what are those who sacrificed are ...... sacrifices" (to be continued. )