Chapter 668
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"Prince Ding, nice to meet you." Long Yang hit the man in front of him for a long time before he finally spat out a few words.
This was the first time Long Yang had seen the world famous Prince Ding. From a certain point of view, Mo Xiuyao's fame was even greater than that of his father, Mo Liufang, who had made outstanding contributions to the Da Chu State. Because he had done something that Prince Ding had never done in the past few generations of Prince Ding. That was to sever all ties with the Da Chu State. From then on, the Mohist army and Prince Ding had truly become a power that contended for hegemony in this world. From then on, they had truly broken free from the shackles of the Da Chu State. In the future, the success or failure of the Mohist army and the Da Chu State would no longer have any relation.
The man in front of him was dressed in snow-white clothes. His long white hair was casually draped over his shoulders. It was completely different from this bloody battlefield, but it made Long Yang feel a trace of danger. Long Yang believed in his intuition, even if he had not been on the battlefield for more than 20 years. The man in front of her was far from being as gentle and gentle as he appeared to be. Under the pure white snow of the sky and the white snow of the mountains, there was clearly a frightening stench of blood that surged.
Mo Xiuyao calmly looked at Long Yang. He casually played with the blue and white porcelain cup in his hand as he lightly said: "Originally, I wanted to have a good chat with General Long and General Zhu. But General Long, I have to say … … I's mood right now is very bad. General Long, do you know what I hate the most in my life? "
Long Yang looked at Mo Xiuyao and said in a deep voice: "Prince Ding, please enlighten me."
Mo Xiuyao slowly put down the teacup. The sound of the teacup hitting the table echoed in the quiet room. "It's being threatened. What I hate the most in my life is being threatened by others. In addition, I am more curious as to why General I would give up on attacking the city for the sake of those people from Da Chu State. "Mo Xiuyao slowly laughed as if he had said something funny. Long Yang was silent for a moment before he said, "I was wrong. It was probably because … when one got old, one's heart would soften. If this old man was young, I would have made the same decision as Prince Ding. "
Mo Xiuyao nodded and smiled: "As expected, General Long is the one who understands I the best. If that's the case … is General Long prepared to accept the consequences of your decision? "
Hearing this, Long Yang's expression changed, and he said in a low voice, "Prince Ding, you've already taken down Bian City. Why do you still need to kill? This matter was done by this old man alone. If Prince Ding is angry, you might as well take this old man's life. " Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly and declined to comment, "I forgot to tell General Long that although General Long released most of the people in the city last night. But … the Mohist army also captured many of the West-Hill's soldiers. Barely … it should be enough to make up for the number of people who escaped, right? "
"Prince Ding …" Long Yang painfully closed his eyes, "This old man will take responsibility for his own actions. Even if Prince Ding cuts this old man to pieces, this old man will not say a word. Please … let the innocent people and soldiers go. "
Mo Xiuyao acted as if he didn't hear him. He waved to the people at the door and smiled: "Take General Long Yang to see …"
Outside the door, Zhuo Jing waved his hand and two guards came in to take Long Yang out. In the room, Mo Xiuyao slowly closed his eyes. After a long time, a low voice slowly came out from under his long white hair, "These people … are really annoying! Father, big brother … wait until I kill them all, then you can rest in peace … then no one will be able to hurt Li anymore … "
After Ye Li finished dealing with the matters on the battlefield, she brought Feng Zhiyao and the others back to Bian City. The Mohist army soldiers outside the city were sweeping the battlefield. There was a thick smell of blood in the air. A group of people walked on the streets of the city. From time to time, the soldiers who were cleaning the streets would come forward to salute them.
Feng Zhiyao frowned and said with some confusion: "What is going on? Why is there not a single person in the city? " Even if the battle had just ended and the people were afraid to go out, it shouldn't be to the point where there was not a single person. Even the windows on the two sides of the street didn't have anyone peeking out. The entire city was quiet. Other than the soldiers who were cleaning the streets, it was like a dead city.
The soldier in front hesitated and looked at Ye Li and the others before reporting: "Reporting to Wangfei, General Feng, Prince just ordered all the people and prisoners to be taken to the west side of the city."
Ye Li frowned and asked: "Taken to the west side of the city? What for? "
"Outside the west side of the city … is the execution ground of Bian City."
"Execution ground?" Feng Zhiyao thought for a while and said: "Which important general of West-Hill has been captured? Long Yang or Lei Tengfeng? That's not right. Even if they were captured, there is no need to rush to execute them now, right? " Killing Long Yang was not a big deal. It would be a blow to West-Hill's morale. But Lei Tengfeng's identity was more valuable alive than dead. Young Master Feng felt dizzy and forgot that Lei Tengfeng had just slipped away from his hands last night.
The soldier looked at Ye Li and didn't say anything. Ye Li frowned and said: "Tell me the truth."
The soldier said in a low voice: "Prince ordered all the prisoners and people of Bian City to be killed!"
"What?!" Ye Li and Feng Zhiyao were both shocked. They looked at each other. Feng Zhiyao steadied his mind and asked: "What is going on?"
The soldier quickly explained the situation of the battle. Of course, it also included how Long Yang threatened them with the people of Da Chu State in Bian City to withdraw their troops. They didn't have time to finish listening. The group hurried to the execution ground outside the west side of the city.
There was a large open area outside the west side of the city. It had been the execution ground since Bian City was built. But there was no doubt that the number of people who would be beheaded here today would be more than the total number of people in Bian City in the past few hundred years. Long Yang was held down by two Qi Lin soldiers. He faced the execution ground and looked helplessly at the prisoners who were forced to kneel on the ground. Many of these people were still injured. But at this time, they were forced to kneel on the ground and stick out their necks.
The flat and cold bluestone ground was already stained with dark red blood. Obviously, the people kneeling now were not the first batch. Long Yang was held down by the people behind him and couldn't move. His eyes were about to pop out. "Enough! Prince Ding! Enough … It's all this old man's fault. Kill me now! "Long Yang's eyes were red and the veins on his forehead popped out. He was really wrong. In order to protect Bian City, he had unintentionally angered a bloodthirsty lion that had been dormant for many years. Perhaps it was because he had killed too many people when he was young that he decided to take revenge on these innocent soldiers and people in his old age.
"Prince Ding! Kill this old man! "Long Yang roared.
Mo Xiuyao's lips curled into a smile. He raised his hand and pointed at the people in the pool of blood. "I won't kill you. General Long Yang, just watch. Look at these soldiers and how these people died. It was you … who caused their deaths. When two armies fight, I never bring harm to the people. This time … you forced I. After this, I believe that yesterday's situation will never happen again on the battlefield. Don't you think so? "
"Killing innocent people like this, aren't you afraid of retribution?" Long Yang said in pain. If it was in the past, Long Yang didn't believe in retribution. He only believed that man could conquer nature. But now, he had to admit that there was retribution in this world.
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