Dongxuan's cries were deafening.
Fu Baoguo and Yun Yang bowed respectfully at Han Sanhe's body that was still standing upright and retreated slowly.
This continent's God of War had spent his entire life fighting the world and had caused immense pain to Yutang's people. However, they had different standpoints and had practiced war; they served their own masters; there was no right or wrong.
Whether it was Yun Yang or Fu Baoguo, they had to acknowledge this man's lifetime of achievements with a sense of melancholy.
No matter what, this was a qualified soldier! A qualified marshal!
"Rest in peace." Yun Yang said softly, "If there's a next life, we shall fight again."
Fu Baoguo heaved a long sigh.
Her gaze towards Yun Yang was filled with gentleness. No matter what, there were not many people who could understand a pure military man like Han Sanhe. Yun Yang's words were not only an acknowledgment of Han Sanhe, but also the greatest understanding of the continent's militants.
If there was a next life, they would fight again!
"Fu Baoguo!"
Zhan Ge hollered, jumping up like a madman, his eyes bloodshot. "It's you, it's you who forced my teacher to his death. Do you want to leave just like that?"
Fu Baoguo stood still and turned to speak coldly, "You and I both know the reason for Marshal Han's death and we are well aware of it. Zhan Ge, I know you're upset, but if you intend to go against Marshal Han's dying wish and insist on fighting, I, Fu Baoguo, and two hundred thousand Yutang men will fight with you. There's no need to use such a lame excuse! "
Zhan Ge trembled when he heard him, glaring at Fu Baoguo as if he wanted to devour him. After a long time, his gaze returned to Han Sanhe.
After a long, long time …
Zhan Ge roared, "Yes, marshal! Retreat! Dongxuan's army, retreat! "
As soon as he finished, Zhan Ge spat a mouthful of blood. His muscular body fell to the ground, facing the sky.
…
After that, Dongxuan's army only stayed for half a day before they began to retreat slowly.
When they retreated, the entire army was already dressed in plain mourning, white banners covering the sky.
All the soldiers were silently shedding tears as they quietly walked back. The gloomy atmosphere along the way was startling to see. No one could doubt what kind of astonishing emotions were brewing in the chest cavity of this kind of troop, but they were forcefully suppressing them to not erupt.
Before they left, all the Dongxuan soldiers turned to look in Yutang's direction. Their wolf-like gazes made one's heart sink.
Despite the high morale of Yutang's soldiers, they were inexplicably shocked.
No matter what, Dongxuan's troops had retreated.
The battle of the century between Yutang and Dongxuan had finally come to an end.
Yutang had won after all!
…
"We won!"
"We won!"
All of Yutang's soldiers cheered. For a moment, the ecstatic cheers shook the clouds.
Yun Yang and Fu Baoguo stood side by side on their horses, watching Dongxuan's army that was slowly leaving and getting further away. There was no trace of joy on their faces; even when they heard the deafening cheers of their own soldiers, they remained silent.
It wasn't that the two of them didn't feel relaxed, but at the same time, they also felt an indescribable melancholy.
The God of War had fallen just like that; he had committed suicide in front of two armies!
He had used his life in exchange for the safe return of two to three hundred thousand soldiers and the continuation of the Han Family's glory. He had even used his death to preserve a large amount of energy for Dongxuan and a buffer time that was sufficient for them to recuperate!
Furthermore, the ruler had obtained the space to expand his regime without any hindrance!
Just like what Fu Baoguo had said, Han Sanhe had not lost to Yutang nor to the Nine Supremes; he had only lost to Dongxuan's imperial court.
The only thing worth rejoicing about was that his way home was on the battlefield, and he wouldn't be trampled by those political clowns!
"I didn't expect the God of War to end like this." Fu Baoguo's mood was downcast.
As an enemy, Han Sanhe was undoubtedly the person he hated the most. This was because the damage this person had done to Yutang and to the continent's situation had almost reached a height that was unparalleled throughout the ages.
However, from a military standpoint, Han Sanhe was also the person Fu Baoguo admired the most!
Throughout the five thousand years of Tianxuan's militarism, Han Sanhe's achievements in military affairs could only be described with eight words – unprecedented and unparalleled!
An absolute God of War!
Unshakable and unparalleled, unprecedented and unparalleled!
Yun Yang sighed faintly and said, "Actually, Marshal Fu might not have noticed that there was a deeper meaning behind Han Sanhe's expedition this time. Perhaps he never planned to return from the beginning. Whether he won or lost this war, whether he lived or died, Han Sanhe had already decided not to return to Dongxuan. "
Fu Baoguo thought about Yun Yang's sudden statement for a long time and said, "I understand half of it. As for the other half, please enlighten me, Young Master Yun. "
Yun Yang said, "Perhaps Han Sanhe didn't think that he would die when he first deployed his troops. On one hand, he wanted to nurture his domestic forces and ensure that there would be no gaps in Dongxuan's military higher-ups; on the other hand, he wanted to conquer half of Yutang as his backyard and his biggest political leverage."
"The purpose of this can be said to be obvious."
"As long as he succeeds, even if he survives, as long as he has half of Yutang in his hands, Han Sanhe will have no worries even if he has to face the whole of Dongxuan!"
"On the other hand, if he fails, there's no way out. There's really no need for him to continue living. It's just a matter of dying earlier or later."
Yun Yang analyzed calmly, "According to our intelligence, Han Sanhe's situation in the nation of Dongxuan isn't looking good. He's basically surrounded by enemies on all sides. Furthermore, he's used this war and the pressure of the nation's righteousness to send all the private armed forces of Dongxuan's aristocratic families into the battlefield."
"Han Sanhe's ruthlessness doesn't stop there. His true cruelty lies in the fact that he's conscripted all these armed forces and sent them all to the Fortress of Resilience! There's a total of seven hundred thousand of them! "
"During this period of time, Dongxuan has attacked the Fortress of Resilience with all its might, regardless of the cost and casualties. Actually, Marshal Fu, what you're facing are only the private troops commanded by Han Sanhe, not Han Sanhe's elite troops. There's a decisive difference between the two."
Yun Yang said faintly.
"Han Sanhe has actually cooperated with you, Marshal Fu. It's all because of your intentional and unintentional cooperation that Dongxuan's malignant armed forces are sent to their graves."
"Almost a million private troops have been killed just like that. The nation of Dongxuan is basically in peace now. Even if there's still some left, it won't affect the overall situation. As long as Dongxuan's emperor isn't a muddle-headed bastard! "
"Therefore, Han Sanhe's greatest contribution, the one that's least acknowledged, is here."
Fu Baoguo was hit with a sudden realization. "I see."
After a while, he murmured, "No wonder, no wonder. When I evaluated the combat power of both sides, the conclusion I came up with was that I could only hold on for a while before Han Sanhe broke through. However, the truth is far more optimistic than my estimation. I've held on for more than twice the amount of time. If not for this extra buffer time, Yutang's chances of losing this war would have increased by at least fifty percent. I've thought of many things before this. I've thought about the help of Marquis Yun, I've thought about the efforts of other reinforcements, but the only thing I didn't think about was Dongxuan's internal support. Life is like a game of chess indeed, the universe is unpredictable.
"Therefore, all of Dongxuan's nobles, including the royals, hate Han Sanhe to the core! If this war is lost, only death awaits Han Sanhe when he returns. He's already in an awkward situation where he can't advance or retreat. No matter if he advances or retreats, it's a path to hell. "
"Furthermore, if Han Sanhe returns to Dongxuan alive, Dongxuan's military will be suppressed to the point where they can't even lift their heads due to this defeat. For a long time to come, Dongxuan's military will be at an absolute disadvantage in the imperial court. Militants are the worst at dealing with situations where they're in the wrong. They'll only be beaten up passively without any room to turn things around."
"If that happens, Dongxuan will lose its God of War and its military power. How could it be fortunate that its military won't be able to recover? Even if the nobles see this, they won't give up on their own benefits. They've only ever had benefits in their eyes, there's no such thing as morality. "
"If that happens, Dongxuan will truly be finished!"
Yun Yang said in admiration, "But the situation now is completely different. Han Sanhe's dead. The source of Dongxuan's defeat and conflict has used his death to atone for his sins. He died for the lives of three hundred thousand soldiers and Dongxuan's national destiny. He used his death to turn the tables on this terrible situation! "
"Han Sanhe's death has turned the nation's military into a mourning army!"
"Mourning soldiers have always been extremely frenzied and difficult to defeat. There's a saying in the art of war that a mourning army is bound to win. It's never just a saying because such a troop dares to charge forward and risk their lives no matter what enemy they're facing!"
"I dare say that even with the Nine Supremes' help, they might not be able to shake the three hundred thousand mourning soldiers. The Nine Supremes' greatest influence on the battlefield comes from their control of the heaven and earth's power. Ordinary people are extremely fearful of them, losing their will to fight the moment they encounter them. They only have the thought of running for their lives, but these three hundred thousand mourning soldiers … have already surpassed an ordinary person's concept of life and death. They'll still die, but they're truly unafraid of death. Against such a troop, the Nine Supremes can hardly unleash their full potential. It's truly frightening and unshakable! "
"Facing such mourning soldiers, no matter how strong the opposition in Dongxuan is, as long as anyone or any force dares to step out and speak ill of Han Sanhe or impose any sort of punishment on the Han Family, they'll be torn to shreds by Dongxuan's military regardless of the cost!"
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