NOVEL NEXT Chapter 769
"It must be you creeps who leaked the news, otherwise how could the Han people find the location of our army's food and grass? Even the food and grass being transported was burned. What else do you have to say!"
The general of the Liao Kingdom cursed loudly and had a very strong opinion against the Xixia people. If this meeting had not allowed people to bring weapons into the camp, I am afraid he would have drawn his sword at this moment. Wei Wei is a derogatory name for Xi Xia, during the period when Fan Bang invaded the Central Plains. Over time, powerful Fan countries would insult each other like this when facing weak Fan countries, but later, Wei Wei became the weakest Xixia.
"Bullshit! Are you Liao dogs really good things? It's all a conspiracy. Aren't those Han masters invited by you? If you hadn't invited the Han people, how could you let other Han people know about this?"
Xixia naturally refused to admit it at this time and blamed everything on the Liao Kingdom. The people of the Liao Kingdom laughed angrily when they heard this. It was obviously the person invited by Xixia's Imperial Preceptor in person, but now, it has become the fault of the Liao Kingdom..
They in the Liao Kingdom are only responsible for escorting the Imperial Guards and don't care about other things. Why should you blame them?
"You squirms have no bones! They are all a group of weaklings who deserve to be destroyed!"
The Liao general said with a fist. Although he didn't have a weapon in his hand, his fists and feet were also weapons and did not affect the fight.
"Son of a bitch!"
"go to hell!"
The tent suddenly became chaotic. After burning the incense, some people walked out with their noses and faces bruised and swollen, but some people were miserable and lay in the tent, unable to get up again.
In this way, the Liao Kingdom The alliance with Xixia was also completely broken, and they could only prepare to evacuate with the last bits of food and grass they had.
Soon, the news of the massacre of a large number of alliance troops spread throughout the world, and many battlefields were left with thick traces of The smell of blood made even livestock reluctant to come close.
Qiao Feng and others also went to check and saw corpses and flesh and blood everywhere. It was obvious that those people had no power to fight back and died simply.
"So strong, why would such a strong person join the army?"
Qiao Feng frowned as he looked at the traces left by Long Wushu. Although he was very skilled in martial arts, he had never thought of joining the army because he knew that if he failed to take action, he would most likely control the entire battle situation, which would be a big blow to others. It's unfair to say
"Amitabha."
Xu Zhu was chanting the Buddha's name at the side. Although there was no Duan Yu as a connecting bridge, Qiao Feng and Xu Zhu still got to know each other. It can be seen that the person who should be the protagonist is still the protagonist.
"My father said that I am a Khitan and I should go back, but the Central Plains is where I was raised. Going back means that the Great Khan asked me to join the war. Xu Zhu, what do you think I should do?"
Looking at the devastated battlefield, he, who has now changed his name to Xiao Feng, is very entangled. He does not want to become a killing machine, nor is he willing to fight against his benefactor.
For him, the Central Plains has a nurturing grace, and the Khitan is his blood. Basically, no matter which side he chooses, it is right or wrong. He is very sad. The moral sense in his heart makes him feel sad.
This is the fundamental reason for the sadness of this heroic character.
"Xiao Daxia doesn't have to be like this. Buddha has his own arrangements for everything. Maybe this is a hardship for you. If you can't figure it out, it's better to meditate with the poor monk and think about your own mistakes."
Xu Zhu became an enlightening person.