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Mo Xi was startled for a moment. He understood what Gu Mang meant, but he didn't know what to say. At this moment, he heard Gu Mang ask in a low voice, "What about Princess Chen Tang? How did his spirit core … get destroyed in the end? "
Mo Xi answered, "It's because of Hua Poan."
Gu Mang asked again, "What did Hua Poan do?"
"After he established the Liao Kingdom, he used the demon's will as a basis and used strange methods to raise a Blood Scourge that had the power to destroy the world."
"Blood Scourge …"
"Yes." Mo Xi said, "That Blood Scourge's spirit was amazing. Once it grew up, it could devour the millions of people in Chong Hua in a very short time."
Gu Mang's blue eyes widened, "Then what should we do?"
"The mutation caught us off guard. Everyone else was helpless. " Mo Xi paused, "At that time, the only person in Chong Hua who understood Hua Poan's magic was Chen Tang. Chen Tang regretted teaching Hua Poan the magic and thought that Chong Hua suffered such a disaster because of his bad judgment. Therefore, in the final battle with Hua Poan, he chose to sacrifice himself. He used his spirit core and the power of his soul to seal and kill the Blood Scourge."
Gu Mang listened in a daze. He could almost imagine the scene of Palace Master Chen and the Blood Scourge colliding and the explosion of spells.
"Chen Tang's end was the destruction of his spirit core and his bones being eaten." Mo Xi said, "Not to mention becoming an immortal, his soul had already perished together with the Blood Scourge. He couldn't even be reincarnated."
"You can't have seen Gentleman Hui himself." Mo Xi met Gu Mang's blue eyes, "You should have met someone who looked like him."
Gu Mang lowered his head, "But …" But after a long time, he didn't say anything. After a while, he said uncertainly, "Then, probably …"
After listening to this story, Gu Mang was a little absent-minded for the next few days.
He always saw some fragmented reflections in his dreams. Sometimes it was something he had dreamed of before, sometimes it was a new scene.
There were even a few times when he dreamed of Palace Master Chen Tang. He couldn't see his face clearly, but he vaguely realized that it was Chen Tang..
Chen Tang was dressed's white's face's's's's's, but when he tried's's's's's, when he's't't's,'s's's's's's' '''s's' '''s's' '''s' '' ''s's
He's's' '' ''t' '' ''t' '' ''t't' ''t't' ''s's, he's
'' ''t
'' '''t't '' '' '' ''s 't't '' ''s's?' ''s't''s.
Every word shed tears of blood.
'' '.
''.
Gu Mang was in a daze. He didn't understand why he would dream of Chen Tang, and he didn't understand why Chen Tang would speak to him like that, but he was thinking … ''. Yes, why did I betray him? '
He struggled bitterly, his thoughts tangled. Under Chen Tang's interrogation, he knelt down in his dream, hugging his head … '.
Why did I betray him? '
Then, the scene suddenly shattered. Chen Tang and the rain of blood all disappeared. He slowly raised his head and saw himself kneeling in front of the throne room, sobbing with filth all over his body.
On the throne, Jun Shang's face was indifferent.
Inside the throne room, the officials had mocking expressions.
And he was like a person floating in a pool of lava in hell, constantly kowtowing, his forehead banging against the ground, "I beg you … let us build a monument …"
"I beg you, too many people have died … really too many people have died …"
'Jun Shang …'.
I beg you … '
This nightmare lingered for many days.
On the evening of the fourth day, the situation became worse. Even eating couldn't lift Gu Mang's spirits. He sat on his little stool, biting his chopsticks and silently staring blankly.
Speaking of which, ever since Princess Meng Ze came, Gu Mang was no longer willing to sit opposite Mo Xi. Later, Li Wei gave Gu Mang a small stool, a chair, and Gu Mang would sit on the stool and eat.
Every day, Mo Xi would order someone to give him the food on his table, with the reason being '' not good, don't want to eat ', or' 'can't eat anymore'. Gu Mang was happy to share Mo Xi's burden. Today, Mo Xi was no exception. After a few swings of his chopsticks, he ordered roast duck, sweet and sour crispy pork, and steamed mandarin fish. He said to Li Wei, "Give them to him."
Needless to say, 'him' was naturally referring to Gu Mang who was sitting on the stool.
Gu Mang used to be very obedient and had learned to say 'thank you' every time he was given food. However, today, Gu Mang didn't say anything. He stared blankly as the servants placed the delicious food in front of him. He didn't show any happiness.
Mo Xi asked the servants to leave. He drank a few mouthfuls of hot soup and said, "In the past, when I gave you a meat bun, your eyes would light up. Now, there's fish and meat, but you don't even know how to say something nice. "
Gu Mang turned around, holding a steamed bun with meat in his hand.
"I'm thinking about something."
"What is it?"
Gu Mang lowered his head and said sullenly, "I've been thinking about why I betrayed him today."
Mo Xi was silent for a moment. "I've told you before, Lu Zhanxing was the fuse, and your ambition was the sulfur gunpowder. Jun Shang stripped you of your power, but you weren't willing to submit to others. "
Gu Mang said softly, "But … but I remember, it seems like a lot of people died."
Mo Xi was shocked. He suddenly raised his eyes, his gaze slightly cold.
Gu Mang said, "I can only remember a little. I remember that I knelt in the main hall, and I kept kowtowing, begging you all to give me a way out …" He said softly, "No one listened to me."
Mo Xi was silent for a long time. Then, he asked in a low voice, "When did you remember this scene?"
Gu Mang said, "Just yesterday. What's wrong? "
Mo Xi's heart thumped, and his eyes flashed with an extremely complicated luster.
He didn't expect Gu Mang to have fragments of this memory. Although it was not clear now, this news was enough to shock the entire Chong Hua.
It should be known that the debate in the imperial court was the biggest reason for Gu Mang's despair. It was hard to tell who was right and who was wrong. If Gu Mang only remembered fragments of a memory, it was obviously easier for him to take revenge and be hostile to the Chong Hua nobles.
"Mo Xi?"
"…" After a moment of silence, Mo Xi decided to speak frankly and clearly. First, he was really not good at lying. Second, the sooner he spoke, the sooner Gu Mang would be prepared in advance.
So he said, "Listen, Gu Mang. This matter is not as simple as you think. No matter what related memories you have later, you have to ask me the reason first. Don't make inferences on your own. "
Gu Mang nodded. After a while, he raised his hand and said, "Then I have something to ask now."
"Go ahead."
"When I knelt in the main hall, was I pleading for Lu Zhanxing?"
Mo Xi said, "Not exactly."
In fact, Mo Xi didn't see this debate in the imperial court with his own eyes. When Gu Mang returned to the city to report, Mo Xi was still in the western battlefield and couldn't leave. He later saw this from the historian's mirror.
He only knew that when Lu Zhanxing, Gu Mang, and the Murong Lian went out of Fengming Mountain, Gu Mang and the other two divided into two groups. Gu Mang went straight to the hinterland of Liao Country, while Lu Zhanxing and the Murong Lian stayed in the middle of the army.
It was a flawless attack, but because of Lu Zhanxing's fierce temper, he impulsively killed the envoy of the third country who was still wavering. This caused the third country to directly lean towards Liao Country and attack the main camp from Fengming Mountain.
The Chong Hua army suffered heavy casualties.
At the time, Gu Mang had been fighting a bloody battle with his army at the front lines. Their original plan had been to enter the enemy ranks alone and break up the power of Liao Country's Iron Division. But this would not last for long. So Murong Lian's Imperial Division had to come within three days to coordinate with the reinforcements.
But because of Lu Zhanxing's momentary stupor, the Murong Lian army was in a predicament of fighting with the third country and couldn't rush to help. Gu Mang was waiting for the reinforcements at the front line, and the original plan of attack became a dead end. When Gu Mang was besieged, he knew that the reason why the third country suddenly formed an alliance with Liao Country was because Lu Zhanxing killed the envoy, he was extremely angry and angry.
"Lu Zhanxing, are you f * cking trying to kill me?! Why are you f * cking stupid! You are not selfish! You are not selfish!!! "
But what was the use of complaining?
A hundred thousand soldiers and Gu Mang had gone through fire and water together, from nothing to glory, but now they were about to be destroyed. Who knew how many of them could return.
Gu Mang didn't think much at that time. After scolding and hating, he wiped his tears, gritted his teeth and lit up his broken heart. He followed his hundred thousand brothers and went home.
If he could bring one back, he would bring one back.
If he could bring one back, he would bring one back.
He, Gu Mang, had fought so many battles to win. Only this battle, was to go home.
In fact, Gu Mang later thought that the fault of this battle was not Lu Zhanxing's fault, but his own. He knew Lu Zhanxing's fiery temperament, but still believed that this brother of his could take up the responsibility. He was the one who was wrong, so wrong that it was ridiculous.
Gu Mang didn't want to shirk the responsibility at that time. He was already prepared to die to thank Lu Zhanxing.
But he couldn't let his hundred thousand comrades be punished with him.
The fault was his alone. Those passionate lives, the spilled blood, were all innocent, worthy of respect, and should not be obliterated. He was willing to give up all his previous merits, just to exchange for a tomb with a name for his brothers who died unjustly.
He was the one who harmed them. When he closed his eyes, he could think of those humble names, those dirty smiling faces, the light in their eyes, and the unreserved trust in him. Some of the cultivators were even so young, only fifteen or sixteen years old. Their clothes were ragged, and they called him with respect and hope, "Marshal Gu."
Marshal Gu …
Marshal Gu.
His voice echoed, and every word was filled with blood.
Did he deserve it? He didn't deserve it! The Marshal Gu they admired was a good-for-nothing who only cared about his brothers' loyalty! He was so tired that they died on the battlefield, and he couldn't be so tired that they didn't even have a name after they died.
So he begged. He knelt in the throne room, his whole body covered in blood and mud, begging.
Give them a name.
I will bear all the blame alone.
Give them a tombstone.
The defeat was due to the general's incompetence, not the soldiers' fault.
I beg you … I beg you all …
But Jun Shang didn't agree. The whole hall only gave him a sad sneer. This destitute overlord had finally reached his limit. What did Liu Bang have to do with being surrounded by enemies and having no face to cross the river? They hated that they couldn't give him a sword. Their eyes were red, and they hated that they couldn't let him die immediately!
If he died, their hearts would be at ease.
Only then could they be sure that in the next hundred years, there wouldn't be any slaves who could overturn the sky and ride on the head of the old master.
Some people were even secretly ecstatic, and simply wanted to cheer for Lu Zhanxing's miscalculation. If it wasn't for this defeat, how could it be so easy for them to deal with Gu Mang and his slave army?
This defeat came at the right time.
"No tombstone, no state funeral. Deputy Marshal Lu Zhanxing will be executed after autumn, and Marshal Gu Mang's military rank will be removed. The remnants of the army will be temporarily detained to prevent riots. "
This was Jun Shang's final judgment and punishment for that battle.
In the battlefield, there was no invincible god of war. But the Murong Lian, Yue Chenqing, and Mo Xi could be defeated. Because they were all people who stood on the same side as the royal power, and the same blood flowed in their bones.
Only Gu Mang couldn't.
As long as he fell once, the nobles would swarm him, and trample him until he couldn't stand or raise his head.
So Jun Shang was right.
"Your life was given to you by this Monarch. What you have today is already the grace of the previous Monarch. Do you think your life can be exchanged for a dignified burial for this defeated army?" A cold voice floated down from the ninth level high seat, and became the last straw that broke Gu Mang's back. "You have no right to talk to Gu."
So this court debate, Gu Mang's last fight, his only request, was heartlessly rejected by Jun Shang. In the end, Gu Mang couldn't fulfill his promise. His dead were not remembered, his living were detained, and his brothers' bodies were separated, exposed in the East Market for three days and three nights.
In one night, there was nothing left.
Mo Xi wasn't in the capital at that time. When he held the historical mirror, he finally saw the past. He saw Gu Mang kowtowing until his head was covered in blood. He saw Gu Mang kneeling and crying. He saw Gu Mang go from being full of hope to despair, from fiercely refuting to being absent-minded and speechless … when he saw the past, Gu Mang was already gone. Everything was a foregone conclusion.
Maybe it was because his obsession was too deep.
For so many years, Mo Xi would dream of this scene in the middle of the night. He dreamed of Gu Mang howling in grief, banging his head on the ground, the mocking faces of all the civil and military officials in the court, and Jun Shang's merciless judgment.
And in Mo Xi's dreams, he was often in the court. Maybe it was because he always wondered if everything would be different if he was there at that time.
Or maybe, if he returned to the city and discovered Gu Mang's intention to rebel in time, would everything still be salvageable?
He was too stupid at that time. When he returned from the front lines, he clearly saw Gu Mang's fall, saw Gu Mang's sadness. But Gu Mang was idle at that time, and looked like he was passing his days in despair. So he always worried that Gu Mang wouldn't be able to recover from the setback, but he never thought that Gu Mang would rebel.
He never thought that Gu Mang would rebel.
Gu Mang was his god all the way, and he was still very young at that time. He didn't know that gods would collapse one day, and also collapse. It was because he had thought too highly of Gu Mang, so he didn't dare to believe in that righteous, passionate, and cheerful senior brother of his. That Gu Mang who seemed to be invulnerable, able to overcome all difficulties, was truly dead this time.
Broken into pieces, crushed into powder, and could never come back.
"Actually, I have nothing to say when you leave the state," Mo Xi said, "but out of the twenty-eight countries in Jiuzhou, why did you choose to go to the darkest place?"
Gu Mang didn't say anything immediately. After a long time, he murmured in a low voice, "… I don't know."
He listened to Mo Xi's narration, but he couldn't empathize with his own feelings in the story. His mind was in a mess. He could more or less understand his own desperation and motivation, but just like what Mo Xi said, he couldn't understand why he had to go to Liao Country.
What could he do in Liao Country? Even if he had to guess himself, he could only think that it was for revenge.
Only Liao Country could help him take revenge. Only by standing out in Liao Country could he take revenge on the Emperor who had once humiliated and ignored him.
But in this case, he would really be like what Mo Xi said, a person who would rather see more blood than to fight for his ideals and revenge.
Gu Mang almost buried his head in his palms in confusion. His fingers pulled at his hair, and he murmured, "I don't know … I can't think of any other reason …"
"I can't think of any other reason. Gu Mang, you have your brother's code of brotherhood, and I have mine. " Mo Xi said, "Since you chose revenge, then you and I, and you and Chong Hua, are destined to end up like this."
Gu Mang didn't say anything. He sat on the stool in a daze, and looked at the brick floor in front of him through the gaps between his fingers.
"Take two more doses of calming medicine today." Finally, Mo Xi stood up and said, "The Emperor wouldn't want you to remember too many details about the rebellion. If you want to live longer, don't think about it anymore."
The author has something to say: Wow! One more day and I can go home! The signal is too bad. Every time I turn on the Jinjiang editor, I have to wait for a long time.
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