"The only regret of this battle … is that I didn't get to see Lord Supreme Cloud and I don't know how he's doing now …" Fu Baoguo sighed deeply. "I only hope that Lord Supreme Cloud is blessed by the heavens and that he's well …"
"To me, no, to all of Yutang's subjects and people, as long as Lord Supreme Cloud is still here, Yutang still has hope!" Fu Baoguo's eyes were looking at the distant sky, his gaze filled with nostalgia and gratitude.
Yun Yang said softly, "I didn't expect Marshal Fu to trust Lord Supreme Cloud so much."
Fu Baoguo's head was still raised, his voice unusually indifferent. "When Lord Supreme Cloud turned into Supreme Wind, he enlightened me and gave me a new life! If it weren't for Lord Supreme Cloud, I would have lost my reputation and died without a complete corpse! "
Yun Yang was shocked. He did not expect Fu Baoguo to expose himself in front of someone other than Supreme Cloud.
Yun Yang was only Yun Yang, not Supreme Cloud. Naturally, that was how Fu Baoguo felt.
"That day, it was Lord Supreme Cloud who pulled me out of the abyss!"
Fu Baoguo said reverently, "Lord Supreme Cloud is one of the two people I, Fu Baoguo, respect the most in my life. The other one is my teacher, Fang Qingtian! "
Yun Yang said, "Old Grand Commandant Fang is of course highly respected, but Lord Supreme Cloud …"
He wanted to say that Lord Supreme Cloud did not expect to be repaid for his kindness and did not wish for Fu Baoguo to die in the battlefield, but before he could finish his sentence, Fu Baoguo turned to glare at him and said loudly, "Ignorant child, although your surname is also Yun and you're also the son of Marquis of Heavenly Clouds, a descendant of the royal family, and you've made great contributions, there are some things that should be said and some things that shouldn't be said in this world! I've blurted out the past in a moment of life and death, but I've heard such rebellious words. It looks like Marquis Yun's upbringing needs to be strengthened. "
Yun Yang was stunned.
Fu Baoguo's anger had yet to dissipate. "Young Marquis Yun, considering that we've been comrades, let me give you a piece of advice here. Thinking too highly of yourself isn't a big problem, but it's still a problem. Keep your mouth shut in the future, lest you bring death upon yourself! At least in front of me, don't make any presumptuous comments about Lord Supreme Cloud! "
"You have no right to say anything good or bad about Lord Supreme Cloud!"
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left with a cold expression.
He had left Yun Yang alone on the spot.
Yun Yang was dumbfounded, speechless. What did I say?
I'm just saying good things. I'm thinking about you. Why can't you tell the difference between good and bad?! 'So what if I'm talking about Supreme Cloud? I'm talking about him! What can he do to me? Supreme Cloud hasn't even said anything, and you're the one who needs to stand up for him? And … what the hell was going on?! I'm just speaking up for myself, and there are actually people who are defending me. It's so f * cking awkward!
This round of scolding was really a torrent of scolding …
Night fell.
This was actually the calmest night since the start of the war.
Both sides knew that tomorrow would be the moment that would decide the outcome of the war.
Yutang knew that tomorrow might be the day of their defeat while Dongxuan knew that they would charge past Tianxuan Cliff in the battle tomorrow. From then on, the Empire of Yutang and the fertile lands in the east would all belong to Dongxuan, free to be ravaged!
On this night, Dongxuan's troops were resting and building up their strength. Generals of all levels were lecturing and promising that as long as the battle was won tomorrow, how they would be promoted, how they would be crowned nobility for generations to come, how they would be rewarded, how they would …
The eyes of the soldiers who listened were glowing with greed.
Everyone was subconsciously imagining that after tomorrow's battle, they would be rewarded with unparalleled military merits and riches.
If they could make more contributions, it might really be like what the officers had said – they would be crowned nobility for generations to come!
Yutang's side, on the other hand, was silent.
Everyone was trying their best to rest and adjust themselves so that they could have stronger stamina the next day. At the last moment, they had to kill as many invaders as possible. One or two would barely break even, three or five would be a profit, and if they could kill eight or ten, that would be the final harvest that they would be able to die in peace!
Countless people were silent, their heads lowered.
However, the unprecedented aura of grief and indignation gradually spread throughout the entire army.
They had fought until now, persevered until now, but were they still at the very last moment?
Countless sacrifices, facing death countless times, but tomorrow was the end of the world.
Was this the end of their lives?
A veteran covered in wounds silently wiped the long saber he carried with him and sang in a low voice.
"Brothers at home, comrades on the battlefield;
Fighting for the country all one's life, the ambition to fight on the battlefield;
When the enemy comes, the bridge we pass;
Brother, you grab your saber, I raise my spear;
Charging and breaking through the enemy lines together, riding and wielding our sabers together;
Celebrating with wine, the long mountain road together, the long journey to the underworld together;
…
Brothers are comrades-in-arms, comrades-in-arms are comrades;
You don't lower your head, I don't bend my back either;
I face life and death, splendor in one hand;
I come to my battlefield, you go to your trench;
Because we're the pride of our hometown elders.
…
You have your old mother, I have my young family;
You have your beauty, I have my daughter;
When the saber and spear are in hand, when the enemy comes,
You, my chest, my blood is burning!
When I turn into dust, it's also a soldier's glory;
When you burn and turn into a rainbow bridge in the sky;
Brothers, we still smile proudly!
Because we're Yutang's pride!
…
You have the blood in your chest, I have the saber in my hand;
You and I, side by side, fight today;
If I die in battle, father and mother should smile.
What's the point of a man's life if he doesn't defend his country?
Father and mother miss me, look towards the east;
Look at the place where the flames of war are rising, I'm smiling proudly …
Smile proudly for the rest of my life!
Smile proudly for life and death!
… "
…
The volume of the song was extremely low. This was a song called 'Smile Proudly', composed by a soldier after a battle. It had gradually become popular throughout Yutang's military, becoming a popular military song that almost everyone could sing.
At this moment, the hoarse voice was singing softly, but it seemed to carry a strange rhythm as it floated slowly in the night breeze.
All of the soldiers who heard the song began to sing along with it.
Some of the soldiers sang as they took out their letters from home, reading the letters that they had read so many times that they would shatter with just a flip. Even when the letters were already stained with blood and had covered their original contents, the audience read them greedily, word by word, over and over again. When they were done, they kept them carefully and placed them in the most intimate spot. There were tears in their eyes, but there was a smile on the corners of their lips.
Some of the soldiers rested their heads on their sabers, watching the twinkling stars in the sky without blinking. Their thoughts were unknown, but they could only sing along softly.
Gradually, the singing spread throughout Yutang's military camp, reaching the mountain where the army was. It was like a gentle breeze, lingering to and fro …
…
Fu Baoguo was also humming a song, inspecting his troops from tent to tent.
Before the battle that was destined to come tomorrow, he wanted to look at each and every one of his brothers, at least once.
He wanted to remember the image of each of his brothers in his heart forever. Even when his soul had departed to the netherworld, he dared not forget them; he could not forget them!
"Are you afraid of death?"
"I was, but I'm not anymore!"
"What do you mean? Why aren't you afraid now?"
"Because … I'm not afraid now!"
Fu Baoguo recalled the young soldier who was not even twenty years old when he had asked the question and the soldier's reply. He could not help chuckling, tears in his laughter. Although the soldier was only twenty years old, he was already a veteran who had gone through many battles.
In the course of his young life, the battles he had gone through were numerous, if not uncountable.
"Tomorrow, we will die in battle."
Fu Baoguo's voice echoed.
"Brothers, who has any unfulfilled wishes? Speak quickly! If it's possible, I'll do my best to help him complete it! "
"This might be the last chance. If you don't speak now, there won't be another chance!"
The song was still melodious, but no one answered.
"Following me, Fu Baoguo, to die, does anyone regret it?"
There was still no reply.
The song continued in a mellow tone.
"Then I'll nag one more time. If we die in battle tomorrow, our heroic souls will guard here and continue to fight against Dongxuan! It will still be me, Fu Baoguo, who will lead all of you to the netherworld and gather our heroic souls to fight against the enemy! "
It was Fu Baoguo's voice.
The military camp that had been silent all this while suddenly roared deafeningly.
"That's right! If we die in battle tomorrow, our heroic souls will still guard here and continue to fight against Dongxuan! "
"Going to the netherworld and gather our heroic souls to fight against the enemy!"
"In the human realm, we won't rest until we die! In the netherworld, we won't rest until we die! "
"No regrets!"
"We don't regret it!"
The deafening roar was like the roar of a thunder god descending upon the world, ringing deafeningly through the entire mountain, shaking the nine heavens.
In the end.
There were only five neat words, "We don't regret it!"
"We don't regret it!"
Shangguan Lingxiu, who was watching the scene from the top of the mountain, covered her mouth and choked with sobs. Big drops of tears rolled down her fair cheeks; she felt as if something was stuck in her throat …
Fu Baoguo's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, unable to speak for a moment. His breathing was unusually heavy, like a broken bellow. Suddenly, he roared like a lion, "Fight to the end!"
"Fight to the end!"
Their ears were filled with the thunderous roar.
Fu Baoguo suddenly guffawed. "Brothers, all of us here, remember to leave together tomorrow. No one is to be left behind! Your father's military law allows for beheading whether it's the netherworld or the living world. This is military discipline! "
There was a burst of laughter as the soldiers chortled, "Your father won't be left behind! Not when we're alive, not when we're dead. What's there to be afraid of military discipline for? "
"Let's sing! Continue singing! "
Fu Baoguo roared, "None of you have seen your father sing, have you? Your father will start today and let you know your father's songs."
Then, Fu Baoguo was silent for a moment, as if he was brewing his emotions. All the soldiers stood up at that moment, puffing their chests as they waited quietly for the song that they had never heard before – the song that came from Marshal Fu.
A moment later, Fu Baoguo's passionate voice rang out, "Brothers at home, comrades on the battlefield …"
…
"I wrote this song until four last night … It took me a long time to revise it.
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