Capítulo 1227: Chapter 235: Duties of the Divine Martial Mansion Master (Double-Length) (3)
“Is this what our ancestors sacrificed their lives for? Is this what they fought and died for?!”
“You are unworthy of the words ‘Divine Martial’!”
Clang!!!
Amidst the continuous tremors, a saber cry erged. The saber blade of Wang Anfeng’s heavy slash shattered the armor on the opponent’s shoulder, embedding itself into the shoulder, yet he could advance no further, as a rough hand tightly grasped Wang Anfeng’s wrist holding the saber.
In the recent skirmish, the opponent’s strength was absolutely at a disadvantage against his, yet now they could forcibly hold back his force. The man in black armor gazed at him with calm eyes, even while resisting the violent and fierce Vigorous Qi, he spoke:
“Heh, I’ve suddenly lost the desire to kill you. You resemble soone I once knew.”
“He was like that, even if he was starving, he would want to protect others, sharing his rations with the common folk he encountered, starving himself, a foolish kind-hearted man. But if he starved himself, how could he fight?”
Even through the mask, Wang Anfeng sensed the gentler tone of the man before him, but soon, that gentle voice turned cold again.
“In the end, he died in a war, took six wounds, and died of exhaustion while drawing his bow. We returned victorious, and he lay on the crenelation, his shoulder bound in bandages, biting the bowstring with his teeth, the arrows he shot pierced through a cavalryman’s eye socket. Even in death, he couldn’t close his eyes.”
“The Great Marshal told him we won, and only then did that stubborn man close his eyes.”
“I personally carried his coffin.”
“His woman slapped , and the taste of that slap was far harsher than your saber.”
Wang Anfeng was silent for a mont, his combat will and intent to kill suddenly dampened a bit. He withdrew his saber and took a step back, looking at the forr mbers of the Divine Martial Mansion before him.
The man in black armor touched the scar on his shoulder with an air of indifference, accustod to such injuries. His voice carried a mocking tone, addressing Wang Anfeng, but his words were not aid at Wang Anfeng, instead, he looked to a far-off place.
“Do you know that they risked their lives for the peace of this land?”
“Do you know that those most afraid of death charged forward, those most afraid of pain died of exhaustion in the end, and do you know what that glorious Great Qin did to them in return?”
“The most ritorious were left to die untreated, those who fought with passion perished on the battlefield, and in the end, couldn’t even leave behind a na. Great Qin’s stability was because of them, but the illustrious Qin Emperor couldn’t bear any blemishes, so they were erased.”
“In the chaos of the world, they were pillars, the Divine Martial of Qin. In tis of peace, they were deed the most dangerous and likely rebels.”
“Everyone’s sacrifice turned into nothing but a joke, no one knew of their achievents.”
The man in black armor closed his eyes tightly, his voice cold as ice:
“In the end, those who lived and died together were as if they never existed, just over a dozen years, and the people had already forgotten them, while others climbed higher on the battle honors irrigated with our blood, stepping over their brothers’ corpses.”
“The remaining nobles of the Six Kingdoms were all enfeoffed.”
“And what about us?”
“Divine Martial traitors? Did Great Qin give so compensation? But under the machinations of others, how much of that reached the soldiers? Those who once held the saber and fought at the forefront, in the end, beca outcasts and cripples in the mouths of the noble clans.”
“Under the Divine Martial Mansion’s command, in the campaign against the Six Kingdoms, five thousand seven hundred perished, the first phase of Divine Martial saw three thousand soldiers, with two thousand eighty-one perishing, nearly the entire army was wiped out.”
“History books won’t even have a single line about it. Their wishes, their ambitions, all erased, just a string of numbers, but I rember each of their nas.”
The man in black armor lifted his mask, revealing a face full of wrinkles and white hair, taking up his saber again, he said:
“They were my brothers.”
“So, do you want to stop ?”
“Or is the newly established Divine Martial Mansion just a lapdog of Great Qin as well?”
Wang Anfeng took a deep breath, holding his saber with both hands, taking a battle-ready stance, this ti not swaying like before, closing his eyes, he seed to still hear the faint cheers of the elderly soldiers, gathered from all over the land on Jiangnan Road, the flas of their final stand.
Wind, wind, great wind.
They still believed in those two words, those two words that once gathered their hopes and dreams, never fading in their hearts.
The elder patted his shoulder in the end, smiling with contentnt.
“Afterwards, it will be up to you all.”
Wang Anfeng opened his eyes, his gaze following the saber in his hand forward, gripping the hilt tightly:
“The old grievances of the Divine Martial, I will speak with the Imperial Court, but not through these ans.”
“Now, for the twenty years of massacre at the Great Wilderness Stronghold.”
“For the five thousand seven hundred who perished on this battlefield of the Six Kingdoms, for the old soldiers still willing to gather for the words Divine Martial.”
“It is my duty to stop you here.”
“Divine Martial, rise with the great wind!”
……
Old Yuchi sighed, thinking of that tall and sturdy man as if a tower, and said:
“Li Qidao, weren’t you very close with him back then?”
“Have you never t him?”
“I have, he once ca to see .”
“In front of Wang Tiance’s grave.”
Li Qidao took a sip of wine, paused in silence, and said:
“His final words were.”
“He deeply resented us.”
“Above the Yellow Springs, we’ll never et again, if we et, it’ll be to kill.”
PS: Today’s update is presented…a combination of two into one, five thousand words.
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