Chapter 478 Surrender without killing (6200)
In his death, Kan Hao couldn't help but recall his life.
In the year of his birth, Dachen no longer expanded, and the tribes no longer moved north. Instead, they were able to settle around the woodland tundra, migrate around the Bei Mo River, graze moss cattle and horn sheep, and learn from Dachen to grow some key crops.
The tribe is recovering. Perhaps because the memory of being driven away from home by Dachen is still fresh, or because the fate of things must be reversed, there have been many geniuses and destiny-holders among the Hundred Tribes of Tie Li, and Kan Hao is one of them.
He is a child of the 'warrior' class in the Juguang tribe. He was born to fight for the future of the tribe. Therefore, he sharpened his body and practiced the skills of war. His parents gave birth to him with the blessing of the ancestors, and he lived up to expectations at the age of When he was practicing martial arts at a young age, he awakened the giant spirit bloodline and destiny [Shi Gandang], and was able to receive training from the best resources of the tribe.
Then, according to the customs of the tribe, he entered Chenli's real 'heaven', the only one who came to practice in the Taiming Sect.
Following the swaying pace of the camel and ox, after three months of trekking, he, like a country bumpkin, became a large number of outer disciples of these sects with a group of boys and girls from all over Chenli.
How to describe that time?
The Taiming Sect is ancient and decadent, dull and slow.
On the first day they arrived at the mountain gate, no one came to greet them, let alone be arranged into dormitories. Everyone slept in a marble square that was wider than their tribe's camps combined. It was not until noon the next day that someone took these hungry and dizzy children to the dormitory floating in the clouds and fog at the mountain gate.
At first, Kan Hao thought it was a test and endured it very resolutely. When he grew up in the sect, he realized that there were too many orientation sessions, the process was too slow, and there was also a mistake caused by the senior brother in charge who went into seclusion too much.
But Taiming Sect is also broad and tolerant, and almost omnipotent.
No one discriminates against them from the Chenli border. Although there is competition among the factions within the sect, it is not fierce. These new bloods get the resources they deserve without being deducted. Any problems in their practice are not solved within the sect. They imagined more detailed texts to explain the descriptions.
The senior brother who went into seclusion too much and made them wait for a day and a half was a disciple of the great elder of the Taiming Sect. In order to compensate these children, this cheerful and generous man took them for a tour of the Netherworld Zhiming Sea. Not only did It not only opened the eyes of these children who had never seen the 'underworld', but also used their own sect contributions to let each of them choose a practice method they like.
Kan Hao misses that relaxing time.
In the home-based life, there is no need to worry about food and safety. No need to think about monsters and spirits. There is no life and death crisis, no white disaster or frost disaster.
Life here is real life, not survival. People discuss martial arts, compare fighting skills with each other, or cherish each other, or compete with each other. The senior brothers and sisters take great care of the younger generations. Although the elders of the sect are old-fashioned and serious, if it is true Being accepted as a disciple will provide corresponding guidance and benefits.
The only problem is indifference.
Only those within the sect are our own.
They don't care whether the Tie Li people live or die. Their hometown is just a useful chess piece on the border, a buffer zone to deal with Dachen.
"Do you really want to go back to that rural tribe?"
Even though the Juguang tribe is already the most powerful among the hundred tribes of Tie Li, and has the royal tribe of Shenzang Zhenren, among the same gates of the sect, it is still not even close to the lower gate, and can only be regarded as a native of the countryside. Remote local forces.
Their tone was full of sympathy and confusion, as if there are always people who can't understand why someone would leave a prosperous big city and return to a poor and ignorant hometown: "What a pity, Brother Kan, your talent is really good, although You can’t learn the Netherworld magic of our Taiming Sect, but you are really a genius when it comes to the martial arts of gods and demons.”
"If you stay in the sect, maybe you can become a real person."
"There's nothing we can do."
At that time, Kan Hao smiled and said: "I was trained by the tribe, I have to go back."
——But do I really want to go back?
More than once, Kan Hao thought of this. It would be great if he was not from Tie Li, but just had a destiny in an unknown small village within the jurisdiction of the five Chenli sects. In this case, he could entrust everything to the sect and become a part of the sect. Live for the sect, die for the sect, love the sect from the heart, and become the future, cornerstone and strength of the sect.
He wanted so badly to give of himself, but couldn't.
Because he is from Tielia.
If he were not a military aristocrat of the Tie Li people, he would not be able to get a good education, nor would he have a destiny, nor would he be able to enter the Taiming Sect... He could not live up to it, and he desired it so much.
So I can only leave.
But it doesn't matter, even in the sect, a life-holding warrior must travel around the world and fulfill his destiny. Kan Hao believes that his hometown is his destiny. He will break through, become a real person, lead the Ju Guang tribe to climb upward, and become A member of the organization under the sect, not the cannon fodder of the sect or an idler on the frontier.
The tribe has recovered fairly well over the years. For this genius who returned from the Taiming Sect, people cheered and looked forward to it, and Kan Hao also responded to their expectations.
He led a branch of the tribe to kill the ferocious beasts in the wilderness, massacred the lairs of the man-eating demon spirits, and found new pastures, new fishing and grazing lands for the tribe.
Open up territory and expand territory, suppress evil and eliminate filth. He succeeded, indeed became stronger, and broke through the high level of martial arts... The king of the tribe also paid attention to his distant relative and entrusted him with important tasks.
But Kan Hao also keenly felt that the tribe's spirit was weakening.
Even though the Zongpiwu Army had been disbanded, they still did not dare to go south and try to graze in warmer places. Even though that area originally belonged to them, the Tieli tribes still did not dare to cross the Leichi.
They would rather become merchants and send Northern Xinjiang's products, furs, and spiritual objects to Dachen, and then exchange them from Dachen for tools that are not of high value and can only be regarded as daily necessities.
This is exploitation and harvesting. He knows.
This is an inevitable trend and direction. He knows.
The Tie Li tribes have had their backbones broken. At least for a few hundred years, they will never dare to provoke Dachen again, lest they be massacred by the military army that wiped out everything and drive them away from the new city that they have finally rebuilt. home.
He knows it all.
But there is no hope and no future.
Because he had studied history seriously in Taiming Sect, Kan Hao knew it better than anyone else, but no one would change it.
The sect does not want the Hundred Tribes to be too powerful. The sect suppresses all bloodline forces and tribes. Most of the kings of the country under their command only have one generation. As long as the Jinzang Master of that generation dies, the country will disappear and be replaced by others.
And if a family can have the true god Zang for several generations in a row, but he and his family have not yet joined the sect, it will either mean that the person in charge of the sect in that area is derelict in his duties, or it will mean that he is the enemy of the sect.
The fearful appearance of the Tie Li tribes is also a good thing for the sect. This is an excellent chess piece and the best tool to play with.
Kan Hao had already accepted his fate - this might be the only fate for the weak Tie Li when faced with the irresistible Dachen. He was like a rabbit and a mouse living next to a tiger, otherwise he would be used as bait by the people behind him to lure the tiger out to reveal his flaws. , or stay away.
Until Dachen showed his weak side and gave himself a chance!
The frost calamity went south, accompanied by the desolate and majestic horn sound, the iron cavalry of the Tie Li tribes followed suit!
Victory, victory, victory... Since the break of Qingyu Pass and the chaos in Northern Xinjiang, the Chenli cavalry has won too many victories. The originally timid tribe once again found their courage, and they rode on horseback. Running in the wilderness, they were not afraid of the cold wind of frost. Their words and laughter once again shook the ice field like thunder.
After returning to their hometown, the people of Tieli tribe seemed to have regained their courage and belief, and dared to compete with Dachen.
But Kan Hao knew that everything was false.
This is not a war. It was just a robbery.
Chenli people are now like a thief who has entered the house and plundered it while the owner was not at home. Compared with the enemies they faced in the past, the enemies they faced now were like kittens and puppies compared to tyrannosaurs and lions.
As long as one day, the Zongpiwu Army appears again, then the seemingly rampant Tieli people will turn around and leave without hesitation, and return with a mentality of "making a lot of money" and not resisting at all. North of Qingyuguan.
This, they say, is resistance.
But they have long forgotten what real resistance is - it is the struggle of the weak against the strong, and the determination to move forward even if they lose or die.
"There is no need for victory, no real victory, to expel Dachen from Northern Xinjiang... We only need to break through a city with magic soldiers and defeat a normal military army."
"As long as we defeat the military army, our tribe will regain the courage to fight -"
He had succeeded, he could have done it.
But the devil...the sect...
——Why am I involved in such a conspiracy?
——Perhaps from the beginning... Dachen's weakness... was a conspiracy...
——Frost Tribulation, Frost Tribulation, Hometown...could it be said...
His thinking gradually became fragmented, and Kan Hao, who finally guessed some of the truth, felt like he was falling.
His whole body was covered with scattered fragments of the broken body of the gods and demons, and the turbid air of the soldiers was rolling like a tide, like a gray-black smoke cloud that was spreading and expanding on the earth, swallowing up everything.
He fell to the ground, his muscles and bones broken, and he could no longer get up.
He could only see gray snow clouds, a gloomy sky, endless ice and snow, a 'homeland' that was completely different from the green grass and blue sky in his dream.
——Yes, it was different from the beginning. I clearly understood everything, but why was I blinded?
Not far from him, another figure stood up.
Moving shadows fell over him. This Tie Li soldier, who had his own position and difficulties and also lived in this world, saw a pair of eyes.
The owner of these eyes looked at him with no contempt or rejection. It was neither the condescending indifference of the people of a big country towards a small tribe nor the hatred of an enemy.
There is no difference between any life, no life is superior, it is a kind of sincerity from the heart.
"Why show such a desperate look? General Tie Li, aren't you already victorious?"
The figure was young and tall, with sharp breath and heat waves, pushing away the cold wind of the frost and covering the gloomy sky. Even the biting wind seemed docile because of his presence: "I will Thank you for doing what I couldn't do."
He turned his head and seemed to be looking at the other side of the collapsed Tie Li cavalry formation, which was also suffering heavy losses and was gradually reviving its formation under the leadership of Xing Mo Feng.
The young warrior said calmly: "You did defeat Dachen's invincible military army... You Tieli people broke the myth that Dachen was undefeated in your own land." "Of course it was Dachen who did it deliberately, but the demon, God's will, the five sects, and even the demon gods of Taiyuan are all helping you, but if you are just a pile of mud that can't hold up the wall, you will never be able to seize this opportunity. "
"Tie Li people do have a strong will and determination, and can fight until the last moment."
Ordinary people cannot know and are not willing to know the truth. They only need to know a one-sided 'fact'.
The winner was An Jing, the lord of Linjiang City, and the loser was Dachen Wujun. Maybe people will still confuse them now, but in the future, people will understand.
--I see……
Kan Hao's dimmed eyes, covered by blood and haze, looked at An Jing. He could no longer speak complete words. He could only spit out fragmented words, and pointed at the cavalry formation with a finger that he could barely lift. party.
"Heaven...heavenly demon...mixed in..."
He struggled, gray-black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth: "Zongmen...you...can't...hometown..."
"Mom..." he cried, "I..."
"Wrong..."
Kan Hao's eyes paused, his pupils dilated, and his breathing stopped.
He is dead.
An Jing stood in front of the corpse of the cavalry commander. The strong wind blew away all the haze and dust, making this scene clearly displayed in front of everyone.
"The commander of the cavalry is dead."
The sound that resounded throughout the world rolled out from the earth. Anjing turned his back to the Dachen military army and faced the defeated Tieli cavalry: "The rest, surrender, don't kill!"
[At the beginning of the ancient times, the custom was simple, the rubbing stone was used as a crossbow, and the string wood was used as an arc]
[Today, the shining gold is used as soldiers, the leather is cut into armor, flags are planted, drums are built, spears are used, and halberds and shields are used]
Behind his head, two bright, burning stars appeared, like flaming blood flowing like a waterfall, and the blazing golden light condensed like a blade, manifesting many halberds, shields, spears, swords, axes and axes.
And in the faint darkness, you can still vaguely see that in the deep emptiness, there are still three big stars that are sinking and floating, turning into dark wheels. Some of them have begun to shine, but one is still silent. , vaguely condensed into the shadows of long bows and arrows, leather armor and stone ropes, drums and flags.
Fully displaying the power of 'Taibai Hao Ling Divine Forbidden', An Jing's body's hands and feet also had sharp golden patterns. He raised his hand, and the weapons of the dead on the battlefield floated up one after another, spinning around him. Like stars orbiting the sun and moon.
[The sage Yuyu, who is about to conquer the world, conquers the four corners of the world without a court, obeys the strong and fears the power, attacks the rebels and punishes the violent, controls the five armies, and becomes the asset of all nations]
[Today, the Sixth Division is under strict martial law, respecting heaven's punishment, and the gods are not ignorant. The scenery and blessings have come to perfection, making the drums more powerful, and the bears' banners showing their power. There are no fortified cities in the towns, and no horizontal formations in the fields. They are like flying frost rolling up trees, like uprooting mountains and crushing them. Eggs, fire and wind sweep, Rong Xia Datong]
[Allow me to have the virtue of one person, and rely on the merits of your five soldiers]
"I am the Jiuli Soldier Master."
The bright destiny halo is like the stars on the ground, shining brighter than the sun and moon obscured by clouds, surrounded by hundreds of soldiers on the battlefield, and the peaceful sound is like the beating drum of a giant god, resounding like thunder: "You are defeated by my hand, you are not the best." Too bad!”
"Those who surrender will not be killed!"
"this……"
Both the Dachen Martial Army and the Iron Cavalry saw the phantom of the Five Stars and Five Soldiers.
They had never seen how An Jing 'forged' many new weapons when he was in Linjiang City, but whether it was landmines or rockets, Teng Shuangbai or the 'giant spell-breaking flying sword' that just appeared, all of them were given to everyone. People were impressed.
In the ancient times, crossbows were made of rubbing stones, and bows were made of string wood. Later, soldiers were made of shining gold, and armor was made of cut leather.
The five soldiers of old have been replaced; what are the five soldiers of today?
Maybe...that's it!
Clang.
Among the disintegrated cavalry, some people had already put down their weapons, chanting that word in their mouths, while An Jing walked toward them step by step.
He is not a soldier.
But why can't he be a soldier?
The secret method of fortune-telling inherited from Ming Guangchen, "Changing Names," raises a possibility.
——The so-called fate is an investment given by God.
Because of the ability of the living being, the mind of the living being, the desire and determination of the living being, God recognizes the future possibility of the living being, so it gives investment, plants the roots, and hopes that it will grow into a towering tree and fulfill the vows made by the living beings themselves. A desire from the heart.
In other words, although ‘its destiny is born from heaven’, it originates from humans.
The roots given by God can be used in any name as long as they can grow - whether it is for good or evil, to conquer or to guard, to create something or to end something, to explore something or to maintain something, as long as you can firmly believe in it That is your own future, and the so-called essence of fate is nothing more than a name.
Since he has the ability, name, and reality of a military master, and others think he is a military master, then he is a military master!
Most of the cavalry gradually laid down their weapons and chose to surrender - just as An Jing said, no one would blame them harshly after losing their general and being defeated by the hands of God.
Although there are still some people who are a little confused - why is the source of Tie Li's bloodline, the Jiuli soldier master, a Dachen person?
But anyone who knows a little bit about ancient history will understand that in the most ancient era of the Great Immortal Huaixu, there was no difference between Tie Li and Dachen.
"……well."
Xing Mo Feng stared at An Jing's back and the corpse of the enemy general beside him. For some reason, he didn't feel any joy of victory, only a sense of incomparable exhaustion.
Now that things have come to this, how could he not see that his group was sent here to die? Not only that, the same is true for the Shenjing Supervisor. No wonder he is such a waste. He is obviously an abandoned son who is raised on a daily basis and comes to send him off at critical moments.
But where can the enemy go? Demons, ghosts and gods, as well as the equipment and supplies behind them... This war, whether it is the war between Northern Xinjiang and Tie Li, is simply a sandbox where a group of behemoths control the chess pieces in their hands and compete with each other.
No...that can't be said.
Xingmo Feng looked to the north, where the starry scene in the extreme northern ice field was gradually expanding. The celestial chaos in the distance had spread to this place, making the cold wind in the north get stronger and colder - Chunyang Tian The all-out conflict between you and the True Demon Cult continues, and the demonic disaster in Hannan breaks out again. Although it is quickly contained, it also restrains the forces of many parties.
All parties are rivals and in some ways allies. The Five Chenli Sects can join forces with Dachen to suppress the Taiyuan Monster Clan, and the Taiyuan Monster Clan will also join forces with the Five Sects and the Tianyi Demon Sect to deal with Dachen—perhaps in the west, Taiyuan Society and the Tianyi Demon Sect will join forces to target Chenli , and Dachen will also join forces with Chenli to deal with the Tianyi Demon Sect.
But to deal with the True Demon Sect, all parties will form alliances, but this does not prevent them from being hostile to each other in northern Xinjiang...
Who are the enemies and who are the friends? Why do they form alliances, why are they hostile, why do they check and balance each other?
If you don't see this clearly, you will always be a pawn.
[Awesome, my disciple]
In Linjiang City, Shen Mubai was protected by Bai Qinghan and Xu Tai in the government palace. In Anjing's study, a faint halo of light appeared in a mirror. Chen Yinzi said in surprise: "I thought I would need to take action no matter what, but I didn't expect it to happen." I solved all the problems with my own skills]
Chen Yinzi's body is now on the battlefield of the far north ice field, fighting against the True Demon Sect with Ancestor Chengguang. Logically speaking, there is indeed no spare power to help An Jing.
But each of the eight peaks of the Ming Mirror Sect can use the power of the Haotian Mirror fragments, use the sky as a mirror, and use the power of a peak's earth veins to shine a divine light in the distance, which is comparable to his own action.
Of course, such magical powers require the use of Haotian Mirror fragments, which are extremely costly. If possible, Chen Yinzi would not want to use them.
In particular, many of the Mingjing Sect's combat forces have left, and there are obviously evil spirits within the sect. If they can be used, that's all. If they can't be used at the critical moment...
In short, Chen Yinzi was relieved that An Jing could solve all the problems by himself. Not to mention, according to his speculation, An Jing still had some strength left, and there was no way to force him into a desperate situation in this situation.
At the same time, An Jing was also thinking about this issue.
Standing in the center of the battlefield, after beheading the enemy general, he summoned the remaining Tie Li cavalry in the name of the leader of the army. Although he looked majestic, in fact, An Jing was ready to use the last magical artifact at any time. Or perhaps he was preparing to escape if other great demons took action.
But what about people? Where's the dragon?
An Jing's forehead flashed with silver light, and his sword pupil scanned the surroundings. He was shocked to find that Bing Chi had already run back to Yujiang City, and the rest of the cavalry who had not surrendered were also retreating in that direction.
As for the 'Heavenly Demon' that Kan Hao reminded... An Jing estimated that he was either still besieging Broken Edge Peak or had retreated to Yujiang City.
"Something's wrong!"
An Jing became alert: "If I were a Jiuli soldier, this attacking rhythm would be enough to push me into a desperate situation - in fact, I basically used all my trump cards. Compared to last time, I was not seriously injured or on the verge of death. , let Tianxuan Zhenfu, Ruhui and Auntie save me."
"I have used up all the weapons in the Tianyuan world and used all the magical artifacts. I have killed all the enemies that can be killed in advance... But is this enough?"
To be honest, An Jing couldn't figure out how the enemy could target him. If he wasn't destined by fate, he would have been relieved.
But soon, An Jing discovered that his heart began to shake violently.
"Coming?!"
An Jing was shocked, but it was not an enemy, a demon, or a plotter.
——The destiny shook violently, and a huge feedback rushed directly to his soul and the leader of the Six Yangs, pouring towards his whole soul and whole soul in a method that was close to initiation!
Destiny gives feedback and enlightenment begins!
(End of chapter)