Chapter 1971
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The other forty thousand cavalry were left in the capital to protect the king. Not even the empress dowager could take them with her, let alone Fang Yun heading north.
However, he had plundered too much demon iron and other rare resources from the Flood Dragon Saint Palace. The Hall of Works had already agreed to prepare one million sets of demon cavalry equipment for Fang Yun to equip the soldiers of the Bloodlight Realm.
Before coming here, Fang Yun had never thought of borrowing soldiers from the Imperial Court. Left Minister Mount Liu's words and actions were nothing more than a circus in Fang Yun's eyes. What truly angered him was that Mount Liu had forced the empress dowager to lead an expedition to Ning'an.
"Then I'll beat him at his own game! The day I return to the Imperial Court will be the day I completely purge Mount Liu! "
Fang Yun was constantly scheming in his mind, deducing tens of thousands of possibilities. At the same time, he also considered countless accidents.
Suddenly, the carriage stopped.
"Fang Xusheng, something seems to have happened at the Ministry of War's yamen. The gate is blocked. Let's take a detour." The driver's voice came from outside the door.
"Someone dares to cause trouble in front of the Ministry of War's yamen?" Fang Yun's senses stirred, and his hearing was enhanced. He could clearly hear the conversation from a hundred zhang away.
The driver explained, "It started three days ago. The three sides were defeated, and many soldiers died in battle. Those old men who lost their sons ran to the Ministry of War's yamen to cause a ruckus. Yesterday, some old soldiers from the three sides came to the capital to report the details of the front lines. After those old men heard about it, they refused to let it go. They demanded that the old soldiers who escaped kowtow to their dead sons. From the looks of it, the old soldiers from the three sides are blocked there again. "
"I'll get off the carriage for a walk. Follow me."
Fang Yun said in a cold voice. He got off the carriage and walked slowly toward the Ministry of War's yamen as if he were taking a stroll.
The driver drove Minister Wen's carriage and slowly followed behind.
The driver followed behind Fang Yun and sized up the people nearby in surprise. The more he looked, the angrier he became.
The green-robed human Xusheng walked on the road, but not a single person greeted him. Was there any etiquette in Jingguo?
But in the next moment, the driver suddenly remembered that when Wen Xiang was in the crowd, many people also seemed to ignore him.
"This … Could it be that Fang Xusheng has already reached the level of Master a few years ago?" The driver clicked his tongue inwardly, looking at Fang Yun's back with increasing reverence.
The entrance of the Ministry of War's yamen was crowded with people. The soldiers who were supposed to maintain order were worried and didn't dare to drive the people away.
Fang Yun walked into the crowd. Everyone instinctively made way for him, but they didn't look at him.
Fang Yun successfully squeezed into the crowd and stood in the innermost circle.
At the foot of the stairs leading to the Ministry of War, seven soldiers were kneeling on the ground. Every soldier's armor was in tatters, and there were wounds all over their bodies. A few of them were still bleeding from their wounds.
In front of these soldiers stood nearly a hundred old people. There were both men and women, and all of them looked angry.
An old woman pressed her index finger against the nose of a young soldier and scolded, "You still have the face to come back? My son is younger than you. He died on the battlefield. What right do you have to come back? A bunch of deserters! Why didn't the heavens strike you to death! When my son was killing the barbarians on the battlefield, what did you do? "
An old man used a walking stick to hit another soldier. As he hit him, he scolded, "Bastard! The soldiers on the frontlines are bleeding and sweating, but you are here enjoying life! Why don't you go die! Since my son is dead, you will all be buried with him! Get out of the capital! "
"Get out of the capital!"
Many old people scolded.
A few young soldiers lowered their heads, tears dripping down their cheeks.
The few older veterans looked stupefied, turning a blind eye to everything that was happening, turning a deaf ear to everything that was happening.
An old man in luxurious clothes slapped a young soldier hard in the face. The crisp sound even interrupted the curses of the others.
The young soldier lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and didn't move.
The old man in luxurious clothes pointed at the young soldier and scolded, "Who do you think you are? You think you deserve to come back alive? My son, a dignified scholar, died in the north. What right do you have to come back? Why don't the barbarians kill all of you deserters! "
"We … We are not deserters. We were defeated and retreated …"
Pa!
Before the young soldier could finish, the old man in luxurious clothes slapped him again and scolded, "My son is dead, but you are still alive. You are a deserter! You deserve to die! You dare to talk back? I will beat you to death! "
The old man in luxurious clothes stretched out his hands and slapped the young soldier continuously.
The young soldier clenched his teeth and didn't move.
The old people cheered. Many of the commoners in the distance frowned.
When the soldiers in front of the Ministry of War saw this scene, they sighed and didn't dare to step forward.
A butcher in the crowd complained softly, "Jingguo has been fighting for years. Who hasn't lost a family member? I don't see anyone taking it out on a small soldier. Look at these brave soldiers. If they were deserters, they would have been killed long ago. They obviously came back to inform us and let us know the situation at the frontlines. They are helping us. "
"These soldiers will return to the frontlines after recuperating. They can't be deserters."
"Why isn't anyone persuading them?"
"I can't. These people have lost at least one of their children and grandchildren. Even the old master of the Ministry of War doesn't dare to offend them, let alone us."
"They are quite pitiful, but they can't take it out on a small soldier."
At this moment, a young man in green clothes walked out of the crowd and rushed between the old man and the soldier. He raised his hand and waved it at the old man.
Pa!
With a crisp slap, the old man fell heavily to the ground. Blood gushed out of his mouth as if a soy sauce bottle had been knocked over.
The old man was stunned. He lay on the ground for a long time and didn't get up.
The hundreds of old people were also stunned. They looked at Fang Yun in a daze.
"Fang Xusheng!"
Everyone recognized Fang Yun. Most of the commoners knelt on both knees. Some even went down on one knee.
An old woman was so scared that her legs were trembling. She still mustered the courage to point at Fang Yun and shout, "You … you dare to hit an old man?"
Fang Yun raised his chin and glanced at the old people contemptuously. He said coldly, "From now on, if you dare to curse, I will dare to hit. I will beat you until you don't dare to curse anymore!"
"You … you are not human!" The old woman was so angry that her whole body trembled.
Fang Yun didn't hide the contempt in his eyes.
"I … I will kill you!" The old woman flew into a rage out of humiliation. She lowered her head and bumped into Fang Yun.
"Scram!"
Fang Yun raised his right hand and slapped the old woman's cheek. The old woman screamed and fell to the ground. Her vision turned black and she saw stars.
"Murder! Fang Xusheng killed people! Fang Xusheng can't beat the barbarians, so he wants to kill us old people! Everyone, quickly open your eyes and look at what has become of Jing Country … "
The old woman rolled on the ground and made a scene. Fang Yun looked at her coldly.
The commoners and soldiers nearby had different expressions. Some couldn't understand why Fang Yun would hit an old man. Some didn't expect the old man to court death. Some were deep in thought. Some were glaring at Fang Yun …
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