PFC Chapter 429 The soul returns to its hometown
Chapter 429 The soul returns to its hometown
Wukou City.
Inside the general's mansion, the atmosphere was as heavy as the eve of a storm.
Xiahou Shan's face was gloomy, as if covered by a layer of dark clouds. He looked down at the East Gate Chief who was kneeling below, his eyes as sharp as a knife falling on the East Gate Chief.
"So... that guy only had a few people from the beginning to the end?"
Xiahou Shan's tone was icy cold, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, echoing in the empty hall, making people terrified.
The East Gate Master was shivering all over, like a leaf in the cold wind. Even though he didn't dare to look directly into Xiahou Shan's eyes and lowered his head, he could still clearly feel the strong anger emanating from him.
He secretly groaned in his heart, thinking back to what Li Zhi had done, his heart was filled with helplessness and resentment.
He complained in his heart: I have no grudge against you. You can take the city gate if you want. But after taking the city gate, you still tease my boss like this. Aren't you pushing me into the fire pit?
Seeing that the East Gate leader didn't dare to reply, Xiahou Shan suddenly laughed strangely: "Hehehe..."
The laughter seemed particularly abrupt in the silent hall, making the East Gate Master even more frightened and his body trembled even more violently.
Xiahou Shan slowly stood up from his seat and walked towards the person in charge of the East Gate step by step.
He walked up to the head of the East Gate, suddenly stretched out his hand, and picked up the head of the East Gate.
Xiahou Shan stared at the East Gate Chief with his eyes wide open, and shouted angrily: "You useless bastard! More than a hundred people were played around by one person, and you even made me lose face and brought disgrace to the Wei Dynasty! You deserve to be killed!"
His face was distorted by anger and looked hideous, as if he was going to eat the East Gate leader alive.
The East Gate official looked at Xiahou Shan's murderous look and his heart skipped a beat. He instantly realized that Xiahou Shan was going to use him as an scapegoat, convict him, or even execute him without reporting to the emperor later.
He was so frightened that his soul flew out of his body, and he quickly begged for mercy: "General, I am from the Qin family of Luohe. Please spare my life for the sake of the Qin family..."
Upon hearing this, Xiahou Shan frowned, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes. He asked tentatively, "The Qin family? The Qin family that helps the Man family?"
The East Gate official nodded hurriedly, like pounding garlic, and said anxiously: "Yes, yes, my uncle is Man Yangtian."
Xiahou Shan cursed inwardly. He knew that the Man family was a powerful family in Wei, with great influence and deep roots. Although they were not as powerful as the Xiahou family, he could not deny them any face.
He suppressed his anger and angrily threw the East Gate Officer in his hand to the ground, saying viciously: "Behead all the people who guarded the city that day, and then write a confession yourself. I don't care whether you live or die!"
"Thank you, General! Thank you, General!"
When the East Gate official heard this, he knew that his life was saved, and he felt as if he had been pardoned. He kowtowed to Xiahou Shan repeatedly, and his forehead hit the ground with a "bang bang" sound.
Xiahou Shan waved his hand impatiently, and the soldiers beside him immediately stepped forward and dragged the East Gate Chief away.
At this time, the adjutant came forward, leaned close to Xiahou Shan's ear, and whispered: "General, the envoy of Yong State is so cunning, should we..."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and made a throat-cutting motion on the neck, with a ruthless look in his eyes.
Upon hearing this, Xiahou Shan glared at his adjutant fiercely and cursed, "All is fair in war. If we lose, we lose. What's the point of killing them now?"
He paused, then continued, "And now everyone in the city knows about this. If I kill them at this time, won't I be impeached and killed?"
In the Wei Dynasty, influenced by Confucianism, in their thinking, you can lose, but you cannot afford to lose.
If you lose, you lose. Admit it openly and honestly. This gentlemanly behavior will make people look up to you.
However, if you can't afford to lose and want to cheat, not only your enemies, but even their own people in Wei will look down on you.
The adjutant lowered his head and dared not speak after being scolded by Xiahou Shan. He was also so angry at Li Zhi's tricks that he lost his mind and proposed such a bad idea to Xiahou Shan.
However, this was all Li Zhi's fault. If Li Zhi had defeated them with real weapons, he would have nothing to say. But Li Zhi relied on bluffing to play with them. No matter who it was, it would be hard to swallow this.
Xiahou Shan stroked his full beard and muttered to himself thoughtfully: "That guy's methods are despicable enough, but he can be regarded as brave and resourceful..."
The adjutant beside him couldn't help curling his lips after hearing this, but in the end he couldn't say anything to refute Xiahou Shan's words.
After all, he dared to sneak into the city alone and was able to subdue the person in charge in the first place, causing the more than 100 guards at the city gate to be cautious and obey his orders.
Then when facing their Shan Camp, he was not panicked at all and did not reveal any flaws.
You know, Li Zhi was the only one on the city wall at that time. Once they really wanted to attack the city, Li Zhi would not even be able to escape.
Thinking about it carefully, the adjutant was shocked to find out how brave Li Zhi was.
Xiahou Shan asked, "When will they come to Wukou City?"
The adjutant quickly replied, "The scouts reported that they had suffered a lot of casualties and are currently treating the wounded. I estimate that they will arrive tomorrow at the earliest."
Xiahou Shan nodded and ordered, "Okay, pass the order along. No one is allowed to provoke them. Got it?"
"Yes!"
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The night is deep, and the dark sky is like a huge piece of silk, covering the entire world.
The night breeze is gentle, like a pair of invisible hands, lightly and slowly brushing across the earth, stirring all things in the world.
The camp where Li Zhi and his group were located was lit up with tiny flames in the silent night, which was particularly eye-catching in the darkness.
Li Zhi, the soldiers of the Qiongqi Camp and a group of civil servants were all gathered here at this moment, and without exception, they all had solemn expressions on their faces.
In front of them, there were neatly arranged fire pits one after another.
Inside the pit, dry firewood was stacked layer upon layer, burning fiercely and making crackling sounds. The sound traveled far away in the quiet night, as if it was playing a tragic elegy for the lost lives.
This time, the Qiongqi Camp suffered heavy losses, with more than sixty people killed.
Among them, some died heroically in fierce battles, while others returned to the camp, were unable to receive treatment due to serious injuries, and eventually passed away regretfully.
It is obviously unrealistic to bring all the corpses back to Yongguo.
The journey was long and the conditions were harsh, making it impossible to properly preserve the bodies.
However, it is really inappropriate to bury them in a foreign country.
For every soldier, returning to their roots is their deepest desire and the destination they yearn for.
Therefore, after discussion, Li Zhi and others decided to cremate the bodies and then take the ashes back, allowing them to return to their homeland in another way.
As the fire gradually grew, the flames in the fire pit jumped happily like a group of dancing elves.
The firelight flickered, illuminating everyone's solemn faces and casting flickering shadows.
The thick smoke from the burning rose up, and the thick white smoke intertwined and gathered, and then flew towards the sky, as if the souls of the deceased were slowly rising, carrying their attachment to their hometown, and embarking on the way home...