Even Shikawa Xiu himself felt that he was guilty. For the more than 30,000 innocent victims of Chernino, it was Budin who angered the Southwestern Army, and it was Ling Buxu who ordered the massacre to retaliate, and there is no doubt that they should bear the main responsibility for this incident -- but is it also a part of the responsibility that cannot be escaped?

Obviously, the rebels were still very taboo about the prestige of Zichuan Xiu and the strength of the Xiuzi battalion, and they did not dare to openly oppose the famous King of Light, and on the way to the march, the Xiuzi battalion army was not hindered in any way, and the local zhèngfǔ of the provinces also provided food, grass and supplies for the Xiuzi battalion as always, although the look in the eyes of those local officials was really intriguing.

After two days of marching, Shikawa Xiu's troops reached the capital of the province of Deya. He received accurate information that Elder Boudin's army had gathered in the city of Iben, the capital of the province of Iria, and that the remnants of the Third Army had joined up with the base camp of the Elder's commander, numbering more than 200,000 troops.

The troops of the Xiuzi Battalion camped on the outskirts of the capital of the province of De Asia, and the camp was close to the Far Eastern Highway, and the entire tent was spread out and stretched for nearly a kilometer. This place was only a little more than a hundred miles away from the garrison of the Elders' army, and the vanguard had already encountered the parade sentinels of the Far Eastern coalition army. On the road, you can see a large group of orcs, snake soldiers, and dragon troops passing by, and the atmosphere unique to that war is very strong, and the local garrisons in the Far East have received orders from the elders to come to meet the army constantly, and Elder Boudin's strength is still increasing with rì.

Zi Chuanxiu opened the curtain of the tent and walked out, and the breath of the summer jungle came to his face. On the summer nights of August, the climate is warm and dry, the night sky is clear and cloudless, and the moon is as clear as water. He walked to the high post on the side of the camp, and the patrolling soldiers who passed by saluted him, and returned the salute and asked, "Is there any situation?"

"Lord Huiyu, one qiē is normal. ”

Looking down at the earth, the whole camp was brightly lit, and the Far Eastern Highway under the hill was still full of traffic, countless torches converged into a long line, countless figures walked around, reinforcements seemed to be endlessly advancing in the direction of the province of Iria, and the neighing of war horses and the singing of soldiers during the march came from time to time. On the gray earth, the black soldiers and horses surging like a river are in stark contrast to the lights of the camp that stay in place, like a famous oil painting with obvious contrast between static and dynamic.

Zi Chuanxiu stood on the high post, watching the army that was once his subordinate cháo rush by like water, raising a sky full of dust, and finally disappearing at the end of the road, and then countless swords, guns, men and horses appeared on the other side, and the river was endless. Following the direction of the army's advance, Shikawa Xiu stared at the province of Ilia and quietly lost his mind. In the dark night, his figure is lonely, upright, and indescribably lonely.

"According to the report, the Lingbu Regiments have reached the Minsk province. Following him silently, Bai Chuan guessed the chief's thoughts, and she said softly: "It is estimated that the day after tomorrow, they will encounter." ”

"Hmm. Zi Chuanxiu replied absentmindedly. He looked at the soldiers on the highway who were rushing to the front line, and said slowly: "Those young men, many of them are dying, and this blood could not have been shed. ”

The tone was low, containing deep sadness and helplessness.

Shirakawa didn't say anything. After a while, she asked softly, "My lord, what should we do then......?"

"I know. Zichuan Xiu said: "You want to say that all the troops passing through here will be intercepted and absorbed, right?"

"Exactly, sir. None of these local troops took part in the mutiny, and with the help of your prestige, it was possible to win them over from Boudin. ”

"I know what you said, but the timing is not right. Now the great war is imminent, this is the great war that will decide the fate of the Far East, Boudin usurped the military power, I am dissatisfied with him, I can watch from the sidelines, and I will settle accounts with him after this battle, but I must not pull him back at this time. If I do this, it will be aiding and abetting, and the Demon God Emperor will laugh out of his big teeth with joy. As soon as the civil war breaks out in the Far East, what strength do we have to defend against foreign enemies? That would be tantamount to real treason!"

"But your lordship, you must know that if Boudin wins this battle, at that time, his reputation will be like rì Zhongtian, he has mastered the army, and we have no chance at all!"

Zi Chuanxiu said lightly: "If that's the case, it's destiny, and my fate should be like this." ”

Hearing the bleakness in Zichuan Xiu's tone, Bai Chuan was also silent, and it took a while before he spoke: "My lord, you are thinking too pessimistic. Isn't it necessarily that bad?"

Shikawa Shu also laughed, but the laughter was bitter. He knows from his own life experience that many times things may not go as expected, hope is not as expected, but the result is often as expected. As the proverb goes: as bad a thing can be, it will be as bad as it is.

Betrayed by the Far Easterners, Shikawa Xiu was not very sad - the feeling was very different from the intense sadness and indignation that Zi Chuanning had when he saw Zi Chuanning's change of heart during his recent trip to Dìdū. Although he could not forgive them, he could understand the mentality of the Far Easterners. Now, as if something is disillusioned. He only felt indifferent. The ambition for which I fought, the bold words that I once said, the impassioned blood and sacrifices all seemed so pale, and the events I had experienced were so meaningless.

The sound of horses' hooves came from the bottom of the hill, coming from far to near in the direction of the camp. The two of them looked at the same time, and on the Far Eastern Highway below the mountain, two half-orc cavalrymen were approaching the camp from east to west against the flow of people, and one of the cavalrymen was carrying a soft sack on his horseback. A rapid jǐng whistle sounded, and the sentries patrolling under the hill shouted loudly at them: "Who? stop!"

The two orc cavalrymen stopped and asked the sentry, "This is the garrison of the Black-Clad Army, right?

The sentinel asked rhetorically, "Who are you?"

The cavalry exchanged glances, and a half-orc nodded and said, "This is it." He untied the sack from his horse's back and threw it to the ground: "Give this to the King of Light." Elder Boudin said he was sorry. ”

"What are you talking about!" the sentry was confused, and before he could ask what was going on, the cavalrymen had already turned on their horses and quickly rode away. Seeing that the figures of the two cavalry quickly disappeared into the hazy darkness, some people shouted to chase after them, and some people shouted: "Quickly notify the patrol team in front and intercept them!" A rapid jǐng whistle sounded in the distance, and the sound of hooves was hurried, and the cavalry patrol was urgently gathering and setting off to catch up.

"No need to chase!" Zichuan said in a raised voice. He could see the whole thing clearly from above, and understood that it was nothing more than Boudin sending a messenger to deliver a message, and there was no need to toss it so much.

The officer on duty tonight hurriedly came and excused himself for disturbing the adults by the loopholes in the camp, and then asked: "The two orcs left a sack, saying that they were going to hand it over to you. Do you want to see for yourself?" Shikawa Shu nodded in agreement. The two soldiers came up with the sack on their backs. The captain of the guard, Gu Lei, led the guards to set up a human wall in front of Zichuan Xiu, and the soldiers were like facing a great enemy, and their swords and guns were unsheathed and the sack was ringed, and the serious energy made Zichuan Xiu couldn't help laughing.

When the sack was untied, a "zongzi" rolled out, and it took a lot of effort for everyone to recognize that this was a person, who was tightly tied up with hemp rope all over his body, stuffed with something in his mouth, and kept making a strange cry of "woo". Pointed at a sharp knife and illuminated by a torch, the man's eyes showed an expression of panic and anger.

Gu Lei's eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "General Mingyu!"

Zi Chuanxiu squatted down and said to Ming Yu very strictly: "Ming Yu, I didn't expect it!

Everyone fainted, and Ming Yu screamed a few times, not knowing what to do. Zi Chuanxiu kept nodding his head, as if he understood: "I understand, I understand, you said that you want to be more exciting......, right?

Bai Chuan grabbed it angrily: "My lord, when is it, you are still making such a joke!" She helped Ming Yu untie the rope. Seeing everyone's smiling eyes, especially Zi Chuanxiu's ill-intentioned mocking eyes, Ming Yu, the commander of the Third Army, was ashamed and angry, and jumped like thunder. As soon as he got zìyóu, he yelled: "Boudin, this bastard!

From his mouth, Shikawa Xiu learned what had happened in the Third Army: on August 10 of the year 782, the envoy of the Holy Temple suddenly came to the Third Army of the Far East, which was carrying out the escort mission, and the messenger issued an order to immediately launch a surprise attack on the Southwestern Army. Ming Yu, the commander of the Third Army, strongly opposed this, arguing: "The armistice agreement has just been signed, and I cannot do such a treacherous thing." ”

"Are you, then, trying to disobey military orders?" said the messenger in a threatening tone.

Ming Yu still shook his head: "Don't dare to disobey military orders." However, according to the law, such a heavy decision to go to war should have the signature and seal of His Royal Highness the King of Light - and I have not seen these. ”

The messenger smiled contemptuously, "Will let you see." He turned his head and shouted out the door, "Someone!" A group of orcs swarmed in, and they disarmed Ming Yu. On the same day, the commander of the Third Army was relieved of his duties and escorted to the elders.

"In the face of Boudin's arrogant threat, I was absolutely not so frightened that I peed my pants, let alone knelt down and hugged his knees and shouted: 'Heroes spare their lives!', and I was not locked in a small dark room crying and crying......"

Ming Yu, the former commander of the Third Army, said, gobbling it up: "Well, another bowl of braised pork -- I am full of righteous indignation against him, and I will not give in and resolutely resist, even if he gives me boiled cabbage every day!"

Zichuan Xiu deeply understood: "If I wouldn't give in, I'm starved like this, how can I not be angry?"

Bai Chuan frowned: "Hey, the crux of the problem doesn't seem to be here, right?"

"Oh, I see: as I said earlier, that Elder Boudan tortured me inhumanely and cruelly, but I always remember that I am a warrior loyal to my lord, and despite his repeated coercion, intimidation, intimidation and torture of me, my will is like that vigorous pine tree on the snowy mountain, and I have never yielded or compromised him!"

Shirakawa asked, "How did he torture you?"

"This, Shirakawa, don't ask. Ming Yu had a sad expression that could not be looked back on: "Just having to eat such unpalatable meals every day, isn't this a terrible torture? I'm not that kind of person, I like to take those trivial things as big things, I'm very broad-minded." ”

"Uh-huh," Shikawa Xiu understood: "I know how broad-minded you are, Shirakawa, don't interrupt him, let him finish his words." ”

"Your Excellency, you understand me. At that time, I made up my mind to die, and fought a fruitful struggle against Boudin without fear of danger, and the main achievements were as follows: spit on Boudin once in his back, put a thumbtack in his shoes twice, spit saliva in his dish once, and secretly cut two pieces of his clothes -- as for the subtleties of those resolute struggles, I will not say much here.

In the planning of the battle, I pointed out their fallacies even more sharply, and the arrogant rebels had to bow their proud heads, and they all looked at me with admiration and adoration. Elder Boudin earnestly pleaded with me: 'We Far Easterners have never seen such a brilliant strategy, you are a genius, the reincarnation of General Yarime, the god of war!

Shirakawa: "Would Boudin say such a thing?"

"Of course, I sternly rejected this shameful group of rebels on the spot! So they were so sad that they all said: 'What can we do then!' What can we do without the wise guidance of the genius Lord Mingyu!' The sword can only cut the neck of the warrior, but it cannot bend the courage of the warrior!"

Immediately they fell to their knees and said from the bottom of their hearts, 'We have never seen such a brave warrior!

Your Excellency, you know that I am a very humble person, and I said in a very approachable manner, "I am just an ordinary warrior under the Throne of Light. Then they adored me even more, saying, "The humility of this warrior is as admirable as his courage!" and at last, impressed by my awe-inspiring righteousness and strong will, they did not dare to do me any harm. After a lot of hardships and countless hardships and obstacles, I finally returned to you, my lord!"

Zichuan Xiu said to Shirakawa: "It's better to find a sack and send this cowhide king back to Boudin, so that it may be more effective to hit him." ”

But in any case, in Ming Yu's mouth, Zichuan Xiu still got a lot of useful information. Ming Yu said that he had seen Boudin himself with his own eyes, and his physical condition was not very good. At Boudin's side were the main generals of the major armies in the Far East, including the commander of the First Army, Busen, but the troops of the First Army did not seem to be with the Elders.

"It was to be expected that Busen would participate in the rebellion, he turned out to be the head of the village of Gotha on the edge of the temple, and he was himself the most desperate believer in the temple. Since he participated, then we don't have to count on the First Army. ”

"That means ......"

Zichuan Xiu sighed: "Everyone, let's get ready for the second sack." If Roger hadn't died, he would probably have been sent over. ”

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