In this aspect, he was far inferior to Mu Zhi Xia.
Jia Ya admired these soldiers every time she saw them. The army that Mu Zhi Xia had spent 40 years to create made him gasp in amazement. The temperament of these soldiers was something he had never seen before in other armies.
In the period of time that Jia Ya had been stationed in the Wei Ye Guan Continent, he could clearly feel the imprints that Mu Zhi Xia had left behind everywhere. As long as the soldiers who stayed behind talked about Lord Mu Zhi Xia, their respect came from the bottom of their hearts. Any disrespectful remarks towards Mu Zhi Xia would be met with an intense reaction from them. When encountering such a situation, they would often beat the other party up, and then consciously go to the military discipline office to accept punishment. They never shirked their responsibilities. Military discipline was more important than anything else, and it had already become their instinct. It could be seen that Mu Zhi Xia had a profound influence on them.
After this storm, he would also retire. There was no meaning to it.
Old Tang smiled when he saw Jia Ya's gaze, but he didn't say anything.
Jia Ya's face was filled with disbelief at first, but suddenly, he recalled the obscure words that Mu Zhi Xia had said to him, as well as some of the rumors in Temple, and his face turned pale.
"Killed by the Temple?" Jia Ya was dumbstruck, he had thought of countless answers, but he never expected it to be this one, he forced a smile: "Why would Temple kill Mu Zhi Xia? This was indeed illogical. Don't be fooled by other people's flowery words. "
Before he could react, he heard Ming Hai and the others sobbing bitterly. Previously, they still had a sliver of hope in their hearts. What the Lord had said was too shocking. But when they heard Jia Ya say that the Saint Continent was sealed by the Holy Flames, it was as though they were struck by lightning, and their last strand of hope was completely shattered.
"What's wrong with you guys?" Jia Ya stood up and looked at the weeping Ming Hai and the others. For some reason, the uneasy feeling in his heart intensified.
Looking at the bitter smile on Ming Hai's face, for some reason, Jia Ya felt a chill down her spine. He knew how strong Mu Zhi Xia's soldiers were. He never expected to see such a bitter smile on their faces. He subconsciously blurted out, "How did they die?"
Jia Ya's face turned paler and paler, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Ming Hai wiped his tears and said hatefully, "That's right! ~ Master said that Temple wants to create many Spirit Generals, and they need a lot of Holy Flames. That is why Temple has been promoting the Holy Flame, and if there is a special situation, Temple will … "
Out of all the generals, Jia Ya admired Mu Zhi Xia the most. The others all had their own strengths, and it was hard to tell who was stronger in terms of combat power, but none of them were as pure as Mu Zhi Xia. Mu Zhi Xia was like those old-school generals in history, a pure soldier.
Even though Mu Zhi Xia wasn't around, they still persisted in their training, no different from usual. They were able to endure loneliness and had never gone out to seek pleasure. Their discipline was strict, their sense of honor was strong, and they were united.
Jia Ya who was deep in thought spoke up: "The Saint Continent has recently been sealed by the Holy Flames, I do not know what's going on."
But then he began to laugh at his own naivety. Even if Mu Zhi Xia was here, what use would it be? Regardless of whether it was Temple or the Aristocratic Alliance, military generals were just blades in their hearts. What kind of influence could an old general of the border have on the situation? Would the Great Elder listen to him? Or would the rich listen to him?
There wasn't a single general who wouldn't like such a soldier. Jia Ya was a little ashamed. He had an indifferent personality. To put it bluntly, he was lazy. He could not be like Mu Zhi Xia, who placed all of his energy and thoughts on the soldiers.
Mu Zhi Xia's care and concern for his soldiers was never doubted, and he would definitely not sacrifice his soldiers without any assurance.
The risk was one of the reasons, and he did not need to take such a risk to increase his achievements.
He had stayed in the Saint Continent for a long time, and his family were all in the Saint Continent, if what Ming Hai said was true. His eyes turned black, and he almost fainted.
He muttered to himself: "It can't be, the Great Clan Elder is not that deranged, he wouldn't dare, isn't that the same as cutting off all hope? The Great Clan Elder is such an intelligent man, why would he do such a foolish thing? It can't be like that, there must be another reason for the Holy Flames …. "
When he said this, he glanced at the stranger beside Ming Hai.
He was even more unwilling to take action against someone he was familiar with in the past.
~ I wonder how Mu Zhi Xia is doing, ~ Jia Ya was worried.
Jia Ya persuaded him a few times, but did not persist. The soldiers of Mu Zhi Xia's army were more familiar with defense, and were more alert, and more responsible. They were the ones who discovered the attacks of the Savage Tribe in advance. They were already used to the cold and snow, and it was not the first time that the soldiers under him had complained about the harsh environment.
He tried to convince himself, but his voice trembled more and more, and eventually became choked with sobs, and in the end, he completely lost control of his emotions, and started to cry bitterly like Ming Hai and the rest.
The mystery of the Saint Continent had not dissipated, and many people were watching coldly from the sidelines, waiting for the dust to settle.
Seeing the familiar faces lying in a pool of blood at his feet, he felt that it was difficult for him to face the scene.
He recognized the few people in the lead, they were Mu Zhi Xia's capable generals, and with so many of Mu Zhi Xia's soldiers appearing at the same time, his first reaction was that Mu Zhi Xia had surrendered to the enemy. He felt that the thought was absurd, ~ Mu Zhi Xia surrendered to the enemy? How is that possible?
~ The Savage Tribe attacked at night?
"Surrender? Why would Master surrender? "Ming Hai laughed bitterly:" Master is dead. "
Jia Ya calmed down instead, he looked at the leader and spoke indifferently: "Ming Hai, I never thought that it would be you guys, Mu Zhi Xia surrendered to the Savage Tribe?"
He had never participated in any battles, and had stayed at the border for over 10 years. He was a simple and thrifty person, loved his soldiers like they were his sons, and shared the hardships with them. Regardless of how one looked at him, he was the model of a soldier.
The group of people surrounded him, their weapons pointed at him.
Old Tang and the Old Commander looked at Jia Ya, Ming Hai and the rest in sympathy, their faces were filled with sorrow, they did not know how to console them.
But regardless of anything, the last obstacle in their journey to the Saint Continent was gone.
He immediately sobered up and stood up. Before he could do anything, a group of strangers barged in. Jia Ya's face changed, ~ How can the enemy know where I sleep so clearly? ~ His first thought was that there was a traitor by his side, but when he saw the few people in the lead, his eyes constricted.
"Dead, they're all dead, our family members are all dead." Ming Hai cried bitterly, and spoke incoherently: "Master was burned to death by the Holy Flame, as long as anyone in the Saint Continent cultivates the Holy Flame, they will all die. Temple needs their Holy Flame …. "
Jia Ya could not help but admire Mu Zhi Xia's construction of the Wei Ye Guan Continent was like an iron bucket. Mu Zhi Xia had considered every single detail, and the painstaking work that he had put in over 10 years was truly shocking.
His voice trembled: "You said everyone in the Saint Continent? As long as they cultivate the Holy Flame? "
He was not addicted to alcohol, but would drink a little before sleeping, as a way to help him sleep. He had been in a bad mood recently, and thus drank more than usual. He did not need to worry about the defense, as the important positions were still guarded by the soldiers that stayed behind. This was their insistence, because they did not receive Mu Zhi Xia's order to change defenses.
Sounds of fighting could be faintly heard from outside, as well as the angry shouts of his subordinates.
~ That period of time was so beautiful. ~
~ Mu Zhi Xia said it himself? ~ Jia Ya frowned, the answer was out of his expectations, ~ What exactly happened? ~
"Temple killed them!" Ming Hai gritted his teeth, his expression was sinister, and tears flowed down his face. All of Mu Zhi Xia's old subordinates around him had tears streaming down their faces as they gritted their teeth.
Ming Hai suddenly asked: "What's the situation in the Saint Continent now?"
Gradually, Jia Ya became slightly tipsy, he thought about the times when they were young, when they were in high spirits. At that time, the Honorable Martial Continent was extremely united, everyone's mind was filled with the thought of expanding their territory and unifying the Sacred Saint Galaxy.
Jia Ya felt that the mood had died down, he picked up the wine cup in front of him and downed it in one gulp.
The Savage Army outside the pass was still clamoring, but everyone was already used to it. Even the soldiers here were frightened at first, but they soon got used to it. The Savage Army had attempted to attack a few times, and even found nearby tribes to be guides, but they were all defeated.
For some reason, even though they had successfully taken over the Wei Ye Guan Continent, the two of them did not feel any joy from victory when they saw the group of iron blooded men crying. Such a tragedy truly made them feel sorrowful.
~ Sigh, the Honorable Martial Continent has suddenly become unstable, I wonder if Mu Zhi Xia will be better? ~
~ Regardless of which camp we are in, who hasn't nodded their heads a few times? ~
There was a reason why Jia Ya was not so insistent, and that was because he felt that he would not stay in the Wei Ye Guan Continent for long. Mu Zhi Xia could return at any time, and he was just temporarily pulled over to stabilize the situation, there was no need for him to clash with Mu Zhi Xia's army over such matters.
He knew of Mu Zhi Xia's infiltration into the Savage Continent, and the conservative Jia Ya felt that it was too risky. But he also trusted Mu Zhi Xia's judgement, Mu Zhi Xia was decisive and resolute, steady and magnanimous, and had the most outstanding view of the big picture out of the five of them. And he had operated in the Wei Ye Guan Continent for over 10 years, and was more familiar with the situation in the Savage Continent than them. For Mu Zhi Xia to make such a judgement and decision, he definitely had his reasons, and had a certain degree of confidence.
Other people's soldiers were more trustworthy than his own soldiers, and that made Jia Ya unhappy for a period of time. Of course, the unhappiness was only towards himself.
Ming Hai shook his head: "No one can lie to us. Master died right in front of us, and that was what Master told us personally. "
If not for Ming Hai and the rest surrounding him, he would have felt that it was blasphemy against Mu Zhi Xia.
Gou Cheng WenDao who was far away in the Shang Continent felt the same way, and so did Jia Ya who was stationed in the Wei Ye Guan Continent. Jia Ya was even thankful to the Savage Army, if not for them, he would not be able to escape from the circle of right and wrong in the Saint Continent. Being a subordinate of the Emperor was undoubtedly glorious, but if he were to stand on the wrong side, he would be consigned to eternal damnation. The risks involved were unimaginable.
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