"Five thousand vanguard soldiers, gone …"
The deputy general slumped to the ground, his face pale. "Who are they? Who are they … to be able to wipe out our most elite army in an instant? Heavens, who exactly are they … "
"They're not human at all."
Gong Shangming trembled slightly and said, "They're gods … they're the army of the God Realm …"
"Commander Gong, what should we do?" The deputy general was at a loss.
Gong Shangming inhaled deeply and said, "We don't have the power to decide the life and death of our soldiers, we can't let them die for nothing … Send the order to stop the attack, retreat, and send envoys to negotiate for peace."
"Can we make it in time?"
"I'll go myself!"
Gong Shangming snatched the commander's flag from the guard's hand, leaped onto his horse and galloped towards the battlefield of the vanguard.
… …
In the sky, countless Northern Divine Realm gods were slaughtering wantonly, their faces full of enjoyment.
"Commander Gong, be careful!"
The commander of the vanguard battalion raised his spear and charged towards Gong Shangming. His entire body was covered in blood, but he did not go too far. Suddenly, a sharp blade pierced through his back. It was a spear thrown by a God State expert.
"Protect Commander Gong …"
He screamed at the top of his lungs before he died. Dozens of vanguard battalion soldiers rushed over, but the flames behind them soared into the sky, a pillar of fire blossomed in the crowd, burning dozens of people alive into ashes.
"… …"
Gong Shangming's entire body trembled. Facing the surging gods in the sky, he raised the commander's flag and shouted, "I am Commander Gong Shangming of the Tianji Empire! I am willing to surrender with my army … No matter where you come from, I am willing to surrender and pledge my loyalty! "
He was a refined scholar, yet he was able to persevere in the face of the pressure of the gods.
In the sky, the crowd dispersed as Marshal Yangshang walked over step by step. He smiled and said, "You're Gong Shangming?"
"That's right, that's me."
"He's just a Confucian scholar without the strength to truss a chicken. Aren't you afraid?" Yang Shang asked with a smile.
"Afraid? If death can set me free, what's there to be afraid of? " Gong Shangming smiled at Yangshang and said, "Which army are you from? What are your intentions in coming here?"
Yangshang clenched his fists and said, "Northern God Realm Army, I am Marshal Yangshang and I have led the Northern God Realm Army here to take over this entire plane. Those who are stubborn will be killed without mercy. Now tell me, what do you plan to do?"
Gong Shangming cupped his fists. "As long as you treat my army well, Gong Shangming is willing to lead my army and submit to you."
"Why did you surrender?"
Yangshang stared at him like a sword. "Do you know that I hate people who are afraid of death the most? I especially hate traitors like you. If you can't give me a reason that can convince me, then just wait for your death! "
Gong Shangming looked up at Yangshang and smiled. "Although I am the Marshal, the two hundred thousand soldiers behind me are the strong men of the Tianji Empire. They bear the future and continuity of the empire on their backs. Although I can protect my reputation by fighting to the death here, the two hundred thousand men will be wiped out. What I bear is more than just treason, it's the shame of having my entire family exterminated. If you think that I am afraid of death, Gong Shangming can commit suicide right here and now to show my sincerity."
"No need!" Yangshang raised his hand and chuckled. "You're quite an interesting person … Forget it, I won't pursue this matter with you. Order your army to change into the flag of the Northern God Realm and immediately set off for Tianji City. I want to destroy Tianji City in the shortest time possible and unify the entire Tianji Empire!"
"Alright …"
Gong Shangming's hand that was holding the flag finally stopped trembling, but his face was filled with pain.
… …
Seven days later, the two-hundred-thousand-strong Yanji Army turned around and launched a counterattack. They killed their way to the Imperial Capital's Tianji City in just a few days. They didn't even encounter any resistance along the way. Gong Shangming used the name of a marshal to summon the generals guarding the passes along the way.
The first day of the siege.
Everyone in the entire Tianji Imperial City was in a state of panic. The main hall was even more anxious.
"Bastards! They're all a bunch of ungrateful traitors! "
Beiming Yuan threw the incense burner heavily on the floor of the main hall. The veins on his face bulged as he said, "Gong Shangming, this despicable villain. He actually made my two hundred thousand soldiers change sides just like that. I must have been blind to have given the Marshal's Seal to such an ungrateful villain. I must have been blind!"
"Your Majesty!"
The general guarding the city cupped his hands and said, "Gong Shangming said outside the city that he is willing to have a chat with Your Majesty. As long as Your Majesty allows it, he will enter the imperial capital alone to see Your Majesty!"
"Does he still have the face?" Beiming Yuan roared angrily, "He lost two hundred thousand soldiers and he still has the face to see me?"
"Your Majesty, please reconsider."
Deputy Commander Ouyang Chong said in a deep voice, "Since Commander Gong said so … it is necessary. There is no harm in meeting him and seeing what he has to say."
"Hmph, someone, bring Gong Shangming here!"
"Yes!"
Four hours later, a group of people galloped into the imperial palace. Gong Shangming, who was dressed in a white robe, coughed violently due to his frail body. He entered the main hall with the help of two attendants and knelt on the ground, "This sinner, Gong Shangming, greets Your Majesty!"
Beiming Yuan said coldly, "Gong Shangming, do you know that you are guilty of the death penalty?!"
"This subject knows."
Gong Shangming raised his head to look at Beiming Yuan and said, "But Your Majesty … the enemy this time is not the human race, but the god race … The god race army from the Northern Divine Realm has more than ten thousand people, and every one of them is brave and invincible. Our army is no match for them at all. If this subject gives the order to fight to the death, these two hundred thousand strong young warriors will definitely die for the country. Instead of striking a rock with an egg, why not let them live?"
"Impudent! Impudent! "Beiming Yuan threw the second incense burner down and roared angrily," Who are you? Who are you?! What right do you have to hand over my country to someone else just like that?! "
Gong Shangming painfully closed his eyes, "Your Majesty, please reconsider … If these young warriors are no longer here, where will your country go? If the people's hearts are no longer on Your Majesty's side, how will Your Majesty be able to protect your country?"
"You're still quibbling! Yangshang's army is here, can I still protect my country now? "
"Your Majesty!" Gong Shangming tried to persuade him, "Marshal Yangshang has already promised this subordinate that as long as Your Majesty is willing to submit and agree to surrender, Marshal Yangshang can continue to promise Your Majesty to be the emperor. However, you will have to hand over all the military power of the country. But this way … at least the lives of the people of the country can be protected, right?"
"Did Yangshang really say that?"
"Yes."
"Good … Good … Good …" Beiming Yuan stood up and laughed heartily, "Guards, detain Gong Shangming in the imperial prison. Here, this is our Cloud Dragon Sword. Gong Shangming, once Yangshang's army enters the city, we will send someone to inform you. You can take your own life."
Gong Shangming's entire body trembled and his heart was in a mess. After a long time, he laughed bitterly, "Retribution, retribution …"
Looking at the Cloud Dragon Sword that the attendant brought over, he slowly accepted it and knelt on the ground, "Your subject Gong Shangming thanks Your Majesty for your grace."
… …
At dusk, the blood-red rays of the setting sun shone into the city. Accompanied by the rumbling sound of the city gates opening, this majestic imperial capital that had stood for thousands of years had finally changed owners. Rows and rows of golden-armored soldiers from the Northern God Realm entered the city, showing off their might. To them, this city was a spoil of war, a spoil of war that they could enjoy as they pleased.
Emperor Beiming Yuanyuan led his officials to welcome Yang Shang at the center of the plaza. However, when Yang Shang appeared with Dora surrounded by the gods, Beiming Yuanyuan slowly knelt down. "Tianji Beiming Yuanyuan greets Marshal Yang Shang!"
The corner of Yangshang's mouth curled up slightly, "You are Beiming Yuan? Heh … Your empire is so powerful, but you can't dominate the entire continent. Is it because you are useless, or is it because your empire's warriors are useless? "
Beiming Yuan frowned deeply, "It is my incompetence, Marshal's reprimand is extremely correct!"
"Hmph, move out of the imperial palace. From today onwards, this imperial palace will be my temporary imperial residence."
"Yes!"
"Oh right, where is Gong Shangming?"
"Marshal Gong felt guilty and felt that he had no face to face the citizens of the empire, so he committed suicide."
"What?!"
Yangshang was stunned.
At the side, Dora smiled sweetly, "Marshal, Gong Shangming is just a traitor. What's there to feel sorry for? Let's go to the palace and rest early. Marshal must be tired after a day like this. "
"Haha, I'm not tired."
Yangshang looked around and said, "This city hasn't truly submitted to me yet, so I still have the energy to deal with some troublesome people. Dora, tell me, who else do I have in this city?"
"Enemies." A cold light flashed through Dora's eyes, and she said, "There is one, the sect master of the Tianji Sect, Sikong Ming. He is Si Kongyao's grandfather, and he is the strongest person in the entire Tianji Empire and even the Celestial Pole Continent. If Marshal wants the world to accept you wholeheartedly, you must eliminate Sikong Ming first. Sikong Ming lives in the headquarters of the Tianji Sect, less than two and a half kilometers from here."
"That's great!"
Yangshang sneered, "Guards, take over the defense of the entire Tianji City, and bring some people to the palace to collect all the valuables. The rest, follow me, I want to meet the legendary Sikong Ming!"
"Yes, Marshal!"
…
In the prison, the cold air was oppressive.
"Cough, cough, cough …"
Gong Shangming curled up in a corner, coughing violently. His originally handsome face was now filled with desolation, as if he had aged a lot. He didn't look like Marshal Gong in the past.
Beside him, the Cloud Dragon Sword was glowing with a faint golden light. To Gong Shangming, this was a sword that claimed his life.
"Clang, clang …"
Outside, the guard knocked on the iron ring and said, "Yangshang's God Race army has entered the city. Marshal Gong, you … should be on your way."
Gong Shangming smiled bitterly and slowly stood up with the help of his long sword. He had saved the lives of 200,000 soldiers and millions of people in Tianji City. However, the price was his own life. Although Beiming Yuan's imperial power no longer existed, he could still easily kill Gong Shangming. This was also the only way for Beiming Yuan to vent his anger. Gong Shangming's eyes lit up.
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered on the ice-cold wall, and the Cloud Dragon Sword fell to the ground. A generation of Marshal Gong died in the ice-cold prison just like that.
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