Chapter 1071 1071: Mass Grave [Please vote]


These four words are as powerful as a drop of water falling into a hot pan.

The difference is that in the latter, hot oil splashes in all directions, while in the former, you can hear the needle drop instantly! This kind of silence only lasted for a very short time, and then a grumpy man stepped forward and said, "What does the Imperial Master mean by these words? To ridicule our rabble?"

There was a hint of threat in his words.

He also knew that this national master was evil and powerful, but that didn't mean that the other party could mock him and trample their dignity under his feet. If I remained silent today and endured the humiliation of "the mob", how could I have any dignity?

The man who is called the National Master is not afraid to laugh.

"You don't even understand what 'rabble' means? Do you still need me to explain it to you personally?" The man's hair is silver, his voice is as old as an eighty-year-old man, but he has an extremely young face, which can't be judged by his appearance alone. Twenty-five six.

These words further aroused the other party's anger.

"Old, old man, you've gone too far!"

He was so angry that he was trembling when he spoke.

Spurred by anger, he drew out his sword, pointed the blade directly at the imperial master, and shouted with a livid face: "No matter who you are, only blood can wash away today's humiliation. You Dare you? ”

After speaking, he looked around and glanced at Wu Xian.

Seeing that the master who had been loyal to him and his family for many years was just watching, with no intention to stop or comfort him, his heart instantly sank to the bottom, like falling into an ice cellar, and felt so cold.

He suddenly sympathized with Zhao Feng and Qin Li back then.

I think they were so chilled that day.

He suppressed his anger and asked again: "Do you dare?"

Only then did Wu Xian end the farce, stepped forward and knocked off his sword, but he only warned himself and did not say a harsh word to the imperial master. At this moment, a string in his mind seemed to snap. Not caring that Wu Xian was the king of the country, he threw the scabbard of his sword in front of him.

He walked away directly.

The others looked at each other and resigned one after another.

Their dissatisfaction with Wu Xian has also reached its peak, but they cannot break up with him directly. After all, they still hope that Wu Xian will send troops to fight back Tianhai and save the endangered ancestral graves. Someone who stood out took a stand for them, which was considered to have achieved their goal.

As for the huge conflict, why not simply surrender to Kang State?

"I didn't expect Wu Zhaode to be so chilling..."

"It's better to surrender Shen Youli!"

Zhao Feng couldn't have the nerve to touch their ancestral graves.

Someone said this out of the blue, but no one echoed it.

"Sink Youli? How to surrender? Not to mention that Zhao Feng and Qin Li have enmity with us. Do people believe that even if they ignore the past grudges, we can abandon the king's relatives and clan? Relatives? With Wu Zhaode's current magnanimity, if our front foot falls, he will dare to kill people to scare the monkeys!" This is also a major reason to contain them. Who doesn't have a big family behind him?

If they were all the bachelors under Shen Youli's tent, and they couldn't make a couple out of a bunch of people, they could just leave as soon as they said they wanted. But they are not alone. Not only are they not alone, but as the backbone of the family, they have to take into account the situation of their family members.

Didn’t Qin Li and Zhao Feng endure it because they were old, weak, women and children? Only after everyone is settled do you dare to spread the word?

A few words successfully dispelled their thoughts.

Before everyone could reach a conclusion, a piece of bad news came.

There was constant noise outside the tent, vaguely saying who committed suicide out of fear of crime.

"What's the noise outside?"

The confidant hurriedly stepped forward: "Parents, something serious has happened."

The person who had just had a conflict with the Imperial Master was dead, and the waiter went in to deliver water and found out Blood dripped all over the ground. After hearing this, several people hurried over. When they arrived, many colleagues came over after hearing the news, and each could see the fear and anger in each other's eyes.

Why commit suicide out of fear of crime?

How could it be possible that he committed suicide out of fear of crime?

How could anyone commit suicide out of fear of crime, with the sword thrust through his neck and pushed into the sword grid? From the expression fixed on the corpse, we can also infer that he did not commit suicide, but was killed! It's so obvious, but the conclusion is sealed with the fluffy words "commit suicide out of fear of crime"? Not convinced!

Their dissatisfaction was suppressed by Wu Xian.

The Imperial Master just sneered at this.

"It's very boring. These people now have no courage at all, let alone the bloody spirit. If they can endure such a shame and humiliation, they are destined not to be successful." In the tent, the Imperial Master was alone. Sitting in front of the chessboard, he raised his finger and a cloud of white mist condensed on his fingertips, then solidified in the blink of an eye, turning into a "chess piece" as crystal clear as white jade. With a snap, it fell crisply.

The seat opposite the Imperial Master was empty.

What followed was an extremely strange scene.

A black mist suddenly appeared in the air on the opposite side, turning into sunspots and falling down. The black stone on the chessboard fell with the finishing touch, turning into a black dragon and strangling the white stone, menacingly. The Imperial Master was not at all anxious about this and dropped another one. Bai Zi, who was showing signs of decline, seemed to have been given a shot in the arm, his morale exploded, and Heizi launched a fierce confrontation with the overwhelming army, and the two dragons, black and white, fought endlessly.

As the chess pieces fell one by one, the two sides interacted with each other.

Until Heizi made a mistake, the rear suddenly fell into a deadlock.

The Imperial Master flicked his sleeves, and the black and white stones on the chessboard turned into the energy of heaven and earth and dispersed: "... If it were back then, Wu Zhaode and his ilk would have been nothing more than rubble. It is a shame that the Lord suffered a vicious hand and drank his hatred, and gave way to the human world in the future. These doves cannot occupy the magpie's nest."

He stood there for a while to calm down.

Striding out of the tent.

There was no one in the tent.

Wu Xian invited Shen Tang to fight at an ancient battlefield near Wei Gorge.

"Weixia Ancient Battlefield?"

Shen Tang vaguely felt that this name sounded familiar.

Looking through my memory quickly, I remembered that I had seen this small place in a fragment of a travelogue. It is said that the vegetation here is dense and the terrain is rugged. The author of the travelogue passed by unexpectedly. That day it cleared up after a rain and the wonder of seven rainbows appeared in the mountains.

The author felt deeply strange, so he climbed the mountain and waded into the river.

I wrote this volume of my experiences when I came back.

But——

"Didn't you say that the terrain of Wei Gorge is rugged?" When she saw the invitation post, she thought Wu Xian was ambushing her here. As a result, she led her troops closer, and the scouts reported back that there was a large area of ​​flat land near Wei Gorge. She said sadly, "That travel book is a lie!"

Gu Chi asked her: "When was the travel book written?"

How did Shen Tang know.

She accidentally bought that volume of travel notes.

Gu Chi said: "Weixia is called an ancient battlefield. Isn't it normal for the terrain to change? Before the war, the terrain was really rugged."

The travel notes were probably written before the war.

Shen Tang: "..."

She has forgotten that wars in this era can turn mountains and hills into great plains. Maps need to be updated in a few years. How can there be a place that can Stay the same? The land in Weixia is no exception.

I wrongly blamed the travel writer.

Weixia is a place that nominally belongs to the State of Gao, but it has little population and the State of Gao barely cares about it. This is because the land here is severely barren and it is extremely difficult for crops to grow. The yield is more than twice as low as other places. . The taxes in Gaoguo are not light. A family's hard work for a year is not enough to pay taxes, let alone support them. Unable to survive in Weixia, most of the young people moved elsewhere.

There are only two to three thousand old and weak people left.

Shen Tang simply flipped through the investigation information.

“No, the land in Wei Gorge is so barren, how can you write about dense vegetation in your travel notes?” In this era of divided powers, frequent wars, and a large number of recorded documents being lost, even the travel notes written casually by predecessors are still missing. It has certain reference value.

"It is said that it was because of that battle." The battle that turned Wei Gorge into an ancient battlefield.

The time can be traced back to the Wu Kingdom period more than a hundred years ago.

In that battle, both sides deployed a total of 150,000 soldiers and horses. They chased and ambushed several times, and finally decided the winner near the Wei Gorge. The two sides fought fiercely, and every piece of land in the Wei Gorge was plowed a hundred and eighty times, and the mountains and hills were also leveled.

Shen Tang: "Then the land will not be so barren."

After fighting in most battlefields, the fertility of the land has increased instead of decreasing. It is extremely fertile. If you are lucky, it can even last for several years. Good harvest. Just because too many people died, their bodies were buried in situ and fed the earth.

“Your Majesty, don’t be in a hurry, I haven’t finished speaking yet.”

The war was so violent that mass graves from unknown ages were dug up underground. According to the voices of local elderly people, when this mass grave appeared, countless strange black mist emerged from the ground and shot straight into the sky. There were countless innocent souls screaming in the black mist, which was horrifying to hear. What's even more strange is that the moon that day was so red that it could bleed.

The content is passed down by word of mouth.

Although there is distortion and exaggeration, we can still get a glimpse of the chaos of that year.

The old people said that the battle released the evil spirits and disturbed their peace after death. Instead of offering sacrifices to appease them, the victor arrogantly threw the corpses into mass graves and brought soil to backfill. What should they do? Nothing happened. Li Gui was dissatisfied with this, so he launched a revenge, causing that power to collapse in its heyday, and making the land of Wei Gorge barren and impoverished...

The blood moon was in the sky, and black mist filled the air.

The Wei Gorge is no longer suitable for ordinary people to live.

Oh, I forgot to mention it.

That short-lived force is called Wu Guo.

Shen Tang is interested in the content of these gods and ghosts.

“The black mist is the resentment of the ghost?”

"This place is called Wei Gorge."

The first sentence was said by Shen Tang, and the second sentence came from the top of the tent. Gong Xiqiu, who was on the top of the tent, came down at some unknown time.

“What’s wrong?”

Gong Xiqiu said: “Something sounds familiar.”

Shen Tang asked: “Which travel book have you heard of it from?”
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She was joking, but Gong Xiqiu shook his head seriously: "No, the clan seems to have recorded this place, but I just can't remember it for a while. Brother, do you remember it?"

Jimoqiu, who has always been quiet, lived up to his expectations.

“I remember that an ancestor once traveled and found the [Corpse Vine] in a deep mountain forest. The roots of the [Corpse Vine] were prosperous and took root in a mass grave. The pit was filled with bones. Ancestor He took away the [Corpse Man Vine] and filled up the hole."

That place is called Wei Gorge.

As soon as Jimo Qiu said this, Gong Xiqiu remembered everything.

"Yes, this is the place."

It is speculated that the date of the mass grave is very likely to be the same period as the "Garden of Eden", and it is a relic of the previous human civilization.

Shen Tang was silent, and Shen Tang exploded.

Her focus is always different.

Shen Tang gritted his teeth: "Gong Xiqiu, didn't you say you don't know the location of the mass grave? The notes left by your ancestors did not record the detailed address. I sent someone to find it again. I searched for Colonel Jin again, but there was no progress at all!”

Now he is saying that he is familiar with the place name Weixia?

Gong Xiqiu felt guilty after being sprayed by Shen Tang.

He said sarcastically: "Mama, you can't blame me for this. It's true that the notes left by our ancestors didn't mention it, but when the old priest told me stories... he seemed to have mentioned it. I Didn't you forget? It's not like you were hiding it on purpose."

His smile was stiff and he was about to cry.

Didn’t you see the look in your eldest brother’s eyes that he wanted to annihilate his relatives for justice?

Shen Tang wasn't really angry either.

This matter is not an important matter, but Gong Xiqiu's bad memory has really tricked her several times. Wouldn't it be easy for her to speak out if she didn't express her anger? If this mass grave was formed in that era, wouldn’t the so-called black fog be...

radiation? ? ?

Carrying radiation from the zombie virus? ? ?

Scenes of countless zombies running wild flashed in her mind: "How about saying hello to Wu Zhaode and fighting in another place? What if a mass grave is dug out after the fight?"


Although humans in this era have evolved immunity, the black mist can also pollute the land and reduce crop yields, which has a serious impact. Why did Wu Zhaode set the battlefield here for nothing? The last one who won here ended badly.

Gu Chi: "..."

Give me a look and feel it for yourself.

They have already come. If they turn around and leave at this time, Wu Xian will go crazy with joy? Seize the opportunity of their unstable formation to launch a sneak attack, and you can definitely bite off a large piece of meat.

Shen Tang dropped his shoulders in frustration.

Now the arrow is on the string and has to be fired.

If he doesn’t fight, Wu Xian won’t do it either.

Jimo Qiu seemed to know her inner worries: "Your Highness, don't worry, the scene you are worried about will not happen. Wu Zhaode set up the position here, probably because of the intention of the uncle and nephew. They were from the Wu Kingdom, and Many old soldiers of the Wu Kingdom lie here. ”

This seemingly fair war is not fair.

The place chosen by Wu Xian will naturally be beneficial to Gao Guo.

"Brother, isn't this an obvious loss?"

Gong Xiqiu crossed his arms in dissatisfaction.

He helps his relatives but not his family, and does not want to see his own people suffer.

But Mama stood by her eldest brother and did not support him, which made Gong Xiqiu very angry. Shen Tang explained to him: "There are a considerable number of old troops of the Wu Kingdom buried in the Wei Gorge, but as the defeated side, there will only be more enemies of the Wu Kingdom. We are only half a step ahead."

If you can't compete with quality, you still have to fight. But quantity?

From this perspective, there is no disadvantage in choosing here.

Maybe we can give Wu Xian a big surprise!

The opponent is not the only one who can shake people to death in battle.

"Maybe we can even get the ancestors from thousands of years ago..." Shen Tang joked, and then thought of the young people of that era who were very young, and the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, He muttered, "They'd better forget it, maybe it will cause more trouble."

There are so many disasters after thousands of years of death, and the graves buried together are dug and filled, filled and dug, resentment can Not heavy?

Maybe those black mist are really their grievances.

This battle is quite the essence of Zhou etiquette.

Before the fight, say hello and make an appointment on the time and place for the fight.

The two armies were prepared to greet each other in a serious manner. Before the fight began, they exchanged pleasant greetings and sent out the most scolding men under the tent.

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On the first day in Luyuan, I met the boss.

The weather was a bit dry, and I had a nosebleed when I woke up in the morning. I missed the air in my hometown a little bit.

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