700,000 lonely graves!

How desolate.

Do you know who is buried in this?

A full 700,000 Lingnan army men!

It was covered with dead leaves, overgrown with weeds, and desolate everywhere.

For forty years, no one took care of it.

No one asked.

Leave it unattended.

Nobody said!

Now the sky is bright, but it is still cloudy and windy.

The raging wind was like the roar of an unjust soul.

A young man in a bloody coat, carrying a human head in his hand, quietly came here.

The cloth on his thin body, which had been spotless, was now red on his chest.

But the boy didn't seem to care.

He really didn't care.

A mere trauma, no matter how painful it is, how can it be stronger than heartache!

This young man is Ningbei!

His handsome young face and deep eyes stared at the 700,000 lonely graves in front of him.

This is the first time Ningbei has been here.

Here, the entire Lingnan Army was buried.

The endless lonely grave can vaguely see how tragic the war was back then.

On top of the largest mound.

There is a nine-meter monument!

The largest tombstone has no name.

It is as if the person who erected the monument did not want outsiders to know who was buried in this tomb.

Therefore, the monument is not named.

After death, no one knows.

Not recorded in history.

But everyone who came today knows who is buried in this big tomb.

The emperor of the Lingnan Army!

At that time, the owner of the Huangfu Gate Valve, the backbone of the country, the majestic figure.

He is the unparalleled grandfather of the emperor.

There is no signature on the tombstone, but it has vigorous characters.

It seems to be engraved by a human sword!

The fierce words contain earth-shattering killing intent.

The original text is as follows.

"In the fifteen years of my town in Lingnan, Fei Fei doesn't dare to say anything, has there ever been?"

"If my Emperor Fu and the King of War are at fault, why not even connect with my Lingnan 700,000 sons, how can the word rebel be used on my Lingnan army!"

"The name of the rebels ......"

At this point, the words came to an abrupt end.

More than two-thirds of the handwriting on the tombstone has been erased.

Even the words of the dead must be erased.

What a heartlessness.

Ning Bei stood here, his eyes quietly looking at the words on the tombstone.

This is inscribed with a war knife.

The handwriting is rough, and it is still clearly visible after 40 years.

Before Huang Fuxu died, he witnessed hundreds of thousands of comrades under his command being forced to die.

All thoughts were lost, and he erected a monument for himself before his death, leaving this passage, and then he resolutely went to his death, and did not choose to live.

What a tragedy!

Ning Bei gently placed the human head in his hand in front of the tombstone.

He bent down and bowed deeply, and said softly: "Uncle Huangfu, the ancient sages once said that Mount Tai does not let the soil, so it can become big, and the river and sea do not choose a trickle, so it can become deep!" ”

"Buddhism persuades people, the sea of suffering is endless, turn back to the shore, put down the butcher's knife, and take refuge in Buddhism!"

"Taoism persuades people, spring comes and autumn goes to a few scorching heats, life is as short as spring and autumn, when you forget, you forget!"

"The sect intent of the three sects and nine streams!"

"Ferryman!"

"Persuade!"

"Educate!"

"But I want to ask Ningbei, can the dogma of their religion protect me for eternity?"

"Can you protect me from the thousand-year-old prosperity of China?"

"Can you protect my Huaxia Guotai and people's security?"

"Can you protect me Huaxia Wanbang to congratulate?"

"None of the four, why should I respect them in Ningbei!"

……

Ningbei Zheng spoke ironly, and his body appeared with iron-blooded murderous aura.

King Ningbei, who grew up in the northern battlefield since he was a child, has the blood of a heroic man, and also has a soul height that others can't touch.

Ningbei said softly: "If I slaughter 700,000 people in Ningbei Buddhism, their Buddha, dare to say to me, put down the butcher's knife and take refuge in Buddhism?" ”

In just one sentence, the audience was solemn.

If Ning Bei really dares to do this, I am afraid that the monks in the world will become his mortal enemies.

A moment later.

Ning Bei said softly: "The death of 700,000 Lingnan boys is a national enemy!" ”

"The blood of the martyrs cannot be shed in vain!"

"The enmity of the ancestors should be continued!"

Ning Bei's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

This is the attitude of King Beiliang.

It is also the iron-blooded appearance of the millions of black-clothed elites who are in charge of the Beiliang Army.

Kindness is such a thing.

You and I can have it.

Only Ningbei can't have it.

Compassion is not in charge of soldiers, righteousness is not in charge of wealth, the truth remains unchanged through the ages.

If Ningbei had the mercy that should not be there, and on the battlefield, it would be merciful to the tigers and wolves of the eight countries abroad, then the Northern Liang army would have to pay huge casualties.

The concept of Beiliang sequence adheres to the protection of killing!

This is the concept that people in the military should uphold.

Defend by killing!

This should be the case for generations to come.

As for mercy, leave it to the great of chivalry.

Ningbei uses the head of Heimu Tai Khan to pay tribute to the souls of the heroes who died in battle.

The moment he turned around, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Ningbei is injured!

He rushed back from Fusang Island, remained silent along the way, and persevered until he paid tribute to the martyrs of the Lingnan Army.

Li Tiance was furious: "Brother! ”

Huangfu Wushuang's eyes were full of anger, and there was a mistake in Ningbei today.

He mobilized the Northern Liang Army to the south, abandoned the northern border, and defeated the Black Wood Kingdom.

Destroy it!

This kind of thing, the madman of the Beiliang sequence, can definitely do it.

Ning Bei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said softly: "Give Heimu Taihan three years, and he will become the pinnacle!" ”

In one sentence, the terrifying strength of Kuroki Tai Khan.

will become a top character within three years, but he was cut by Ning Bei.

Ning Bei whispered: "I was slapped by him, and he took a knife from me!" ”

"I'm injured, he's dead, that's the price!"

Ning Bei's words were as calm as ever.

The matter of Kuroki Country is over!

Ma Mo came back from Yongji Island, and when he saw that Ning Bei was injured, he was furious: "Brother, how are you?" ”

"You're left alone on Yongji Island?"

Ye Xinghe frowned slightly.

Ma Mo hurriedly explained, saying: "Allure and Suyi are on Yongji Island, it's enough!" ”

It was at this time.

Yan came back and shouted, "Brother, I'll catch a big black mouse!" ”

"I'm not a big black mouse, Lord Beiwang, it's me, I'm Ritian!"

Zhao Ritian was carried by Xiao Hanhan and came to the front.

Ning Bei chuckled: "You haven't returned to Kyoto yet!" ”

"Ahem, I'm going to go back with Lord Beiwang, but you're hurt?"

Zhao Ritian was a little timid.

Ning Bei didn't reply to his question, and said indifferently: "You twelve, come out!" ”

The words just fell.

Twelve envoys from Kyoto, their characters, like Zhao Ritian, sent the Kyoto State Decree.

The first person to come didn't die.

Xiao Hanhan's eyes were suspicious, and he muttered in a low voice: "Didn't I stun you and sink you into the sea, why did you swim up!" ”

When that person heard this, he couldn't wait to kill Yan and return.

He swam all the way back to Lingnan from Liuli Island!

As for why don't you dare to stay on Liuli Island?

The whole island, all the people of the Northern Liang sequence.

He still dares to go to the island?

I'm afraid I want Xiao Hanhan to kill him again.

So in order to save his life, he swam back to Lingnan overnight.

There were thirteen people in total, and they carried thirteen national decrees.

It's all a cease of war!