The soldier's words fell, and the heart-pounding drum beat sounded again.

Boom!

Knock knock!

……

"Kill me!"

The old general waved his arm, and the glittering broadsword in his hand was raised high.

"Rush!"

Behind him, a flood of voices swept in.

Countless soldiers dressed in the uniforms of the Weiyuan Army rushed up from the backstage.

They glared angrily at those who were pretending to be soldiers of the Southern Liang and Northern Yan, waving the knives in their hands, as if they were meeting each other on the battlefield, fighting hard.

A Dharma platform suddenly became a bloody Shura field.

Master Hongguang reproduced the scene of the Weiyuan Army's bloody battle against Southern Liang and Northern Yan.

On the altar, there are soldiers fighting.

Behind it, someone is narrating loudly.

Interpreting this battle from sixteen years ago.

Southern Liang and Northern Yan joined forces to capture the sixteen cities of the fertile land of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Although the Weiyuan army was brave and invincible, it could not stand the other side is the two countries joining forces, and in terms of numbers, they were absolutely overwhelming.

On the altar.

The soldiers dressed in the uniforms of the Weiyuan Army were surrounded by those soldiers who pretended to be Nanliang and Beiyan.

Those hot-blooded men, even if they have a hundred knives in their bodies, as long as they have a breath, they will never put down the weapons in their hands.

Even if it is to die, it will die on the last breath of the battle.

Song Xi burst into tears when he saw it.

Once upon a time, she was also on such a battlefield, fighting for everything in the motherland.

Regrets!

They died a heroic death.

Every time a Weiyuan army fell, the people below let out a terrible cry.

Some even shouted, "Don't! Don't stop me and let me go up and kill those hooks! ”

"Don't you see? He's hurt, let me go, let me go up! ”

Among the people, there are ordinary people who can't stand this scene and want to rush to the Dharma platform.

Just when the Weiyuan army fell one by one, but there were new Weiyuan troops rushing forward one after another.

The general on the horse adjusted the battle strategy.

The tide of battle, under everyone's noses, began to reverse.

The Weiyuan Army, which had been falling to the ground, began to gradually gain the upper hand.

Seeing one enemy after another fall, the people applauded in unison.

"Well played!"

A battle, under the leadership of the general, the Jedi counterattacked.

The victory is decided.

Below, the people began to rejoice.

On the altar, the soldiers temporarily trimmed up.

Song Xi stood there, a bad premonition lingering.

Just when the cheers of the people just started, several people dressed in the official mansion of the Great Xia Dynasty walked up to the altar.

Behind them, a convoy of rations followed.

Immediately some soldiers began to make food.

This sudden scene made the people gradually quiet down.

In the crowd, someone began to discuss, "What is this going to do?" ”

However, before the words of the discussion fell, I saw those soldiers who were seriously injured and had won the battle, and when they ate a bowl of rice, the rice bowls in their hands fell to the ground, and the soldiers collapsed to the ground.

And the few officials in court clothes left quickly.

As soon as they left, the soldiers of Southern Liang and Northern Yan, who had just been defeated, rushed up.

It's like walking into a watermelon field and killing those living soldiers.

The people watched and burst into tears.

Impulsively, ignoring the interception of the monks under the stands, he jumped directly onto the Dharma platform to snatch weapons from those soldiers of Southern Liang and Northern Yan.

Forget that it's just a show.

But he couldn't stop the fate of the general on the horse who was beheaded.

The men of the Great Xia Dynasty won the game with blood, and just like that, the defeat was a mess.

This was the destruction of the Weiyuan Army that year.

When the narrator said this, the people below completely lost control.

"Kill those traitors!"

"Kill those traitors!"

"Give me back the Weiyuan Army!"

The eldest princess's concubine, Du Huaizhong, dressed in the armor of the year, came from the backstage.

With his appearance, another drum sounded.

The fierce and heavy drumming calmed down the angry people.

As Du Huaizhong walked to the center of the altar, the drums became quieter.

A pale, barely blood-colored face gradually spread into a bitter smile.

Looking at the soldiers who fell to the ground, Du Huaizhong seemed to have returned to the Shura field of the year.

spoke, his voice trembling and choking, but it was also sonorous and powerful.

"I, Du Huaizhong, the deputy general of the Weiyuan Army, have lived in the world for 16 years since the first battle!"

As soon as the words fell, bean-sized tears rolled down from Du Huaizhong's red eyes.

Hot tears fell to his mouth, and the bitterness doubled.

"I, I participated in the battle sixteen years ago, and every scene you saw just now is a miniature restoration of that battle, and the real battlefield is hundreds of times more tragic than what you have seen."

"Hundreds of thousands of mighty troops, those heroic sons, they can kill the enemy, but they can't kill the vile viciousness from their own people."

As he spoke, Du Huai suddenly turned around and raised his hand to point directly at Zhen Guogong.

"That's him! Back then, he was the culprit who colluded with Southern Liang and Northern Yan and brutalized hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Weiyuan Army! ”

Du Huai said in the middle of the language.

An earth-shattering drum fell.

Just one sound, stirring people's hearts and surging the blood of people's bodies.

When the drums fell, Du Huaizhong angrily reprimanded Zhen Guogong, "Colluding with foreign enemies, brutalizing Zhongliang, and even exterminating the women and children of General Weiyuan's mansion, such a cruel and despicable thing, how have you survived the conscience condemnation of these sixteen years." ”

After a pause, Du Huai stood up.

A few steps to the side of Zhen Guogong.

"Today, in front of the people and courtiers of the Great Xia Dynasty, and in front of the countless heroic souls of my Weiyuan Army, you, apologize for your sins with death!"

Zhen Guogong had long been shocked by Fang Cai's fighting aura.

knew that it was just a performance, but the bloody breath that rushed to the sky, the screams that stirred the heart, and the old general who was old and old immediately......

Everything destroyed the last line of defense in the heart of Zhen Guogong.

Not to mention.

He was about to die, but King Yun sat high in the stands, watching everything!

Why!

With a fist, Zhen Guogong waved his arm, and the chain he pulled rattled.

"It was I who sent someone to poison the Weiyuan Army, I am guilty, I admit my mistake, but the person who instructed me to do this is the King of Clouds! The Cloud King of the Cloud Army! It was King Yun who was afraid that Wei Yuanjun had made great achievements and shook his position, so he forced me to do such a despicable thing! ”

Lest he couldn't finish speaking, Zhen Guogong raised his voice without breathing and said it in one breath.

In the guest seat, King Yun's face suddenly darkened.

"What? Is Your Majesty afraid of the Yun Army and dare not move the Cloud King? With King Yun as the mastermind behind the scenes, His Majesty will not do anything, but he will kill the minister's pawn! ”

As he spoke, Zhen Guogong raised his head and laughed bitterly.

"I'm damned! But King Yun, damn it! ”

Don't you save me, if you don't save me, we'll die together!

"Your Majesty, don't think that I am a good talker, and my words are good when people are about to die, not to mention, I have evidence, I still keep the letter that King Yun wrote to me back then!"

Before, the emperor suspected that Wei Yuanjun's death was the hand and foot of the Zhenguo Gong.

But no evidence has been found.

Unexpectedly, today's game forced Zhen Guogong to recruit himself.

Not only did he recruit himself, but even King Yun was sold!