When Li Xiaozong had more than 200 holes on his body, it looked like he was completely bruised. But he could only howl helplessly and desperately, and he couldn't even dodge. His body was held in place by an invisible force, as if held there by a powerful demon, without any ability to resist.
"Please… "
The corner of Li Xiaozong's mouth twitched and said.
He looked at Fang Jie with pleading eyes and deep fear.
He was supposed to be a promising new general in the Sui Dynasty. Although he was not ranked among the top three in the Yanwu Academy, you must know that Zhou Banchuan's evaluation of him was that if he hadn't died early, he might have become the youngest governor of the empire! This comment is so high that it is even above the top three in that session.
Zhou Banchuan was very accurate in judging people. Li Xiaozong's cultivation might not be in the top three, but his scheming was so deep that none of the top three back then could compare with him. How big an official is has never been measured by his cultivation. His heart is calm and sinister enough, and he is a born politician in his bones.
If there was no rebellion in the northwest, the Great Sui would have taken the Mengyuan Mandu Banner by now. As a pioneer, Li Xiaozong has contributed a lot.
If all goes well, he will be transferred to the capital for a while. Suppress his determination after great achievements, and then seal him as an official in the local area. He will have two choices. One is to become a general in the First Guards. After more than ten or twenty years, he has the hope of becoming one of the Sixteen Guards Generals, but it is very slim. Second, when he became an official in the local area, with his merits, he could completely make up for the lack of a regular fourth-rank county guard. After a few more years, he might have fulfilled Zhou Banchuan's prophecy and became the youngest frontier official in the empire.
But now, he is so humble.
Before this, he never thought that one day he would be abused by one of his subordinates like this. When Fang Jie was in Fan Gu, he was the one who rewarded the scout team deputy. Three short years later, when the person he arbitrarily ordered stood in front of him again, it was already so unattainable.
It was like a mountain rising from the ground, filling him with a sense of powerlessness.
When the holes in his body exceeded fifteen hundred, he had become numb. At this time, it is actually hard to tell where the hole is, one of his arms and one leg has been blasted off little by little, and the demon is still counting the number with great patience. Each blow accurately tore off a piece of flesh from his body, no more, no less. He is numb, and the person who killed him has also been numb. But Fang Jie was still serious about killing him, and if he was serious, he would be slow.
How long does it take to kill a person
Every time a blow landed on Li Xiaozong's body, his body trembled accordingly. After 2,500 bombardments, his only remaining leg disappeared without a trace.
Fang Jie is like an emotionless demon, cold and persistent, still counting the number.
At this time, the soldiers who watched were terrified and even sympathized with Li Xiaozong. Most people don't understand why this handsome young general treats a defeated enemy so cruelly. Someone started shouting, kill him, kill him. But Fang Jie still went his own way, ignoring those shouts at all. He is like a machine, repeating attacks one after another.
Cui Zhongzhen beat the war drum to suppress the shouts of the soldiers.
"No one is allowed to shout anymore! You can't understand the wailing of three thousand innocent souls!"
He yelled loudly, and then threw the drumstick aside: "If it were me, I would do the same!"
In order not to let the soldiers misunderstand that Fang Jie was too cruel, he stood on the high platform and told the story of Li Xiaozong in Fan Gu. The soldiers listened quietly, the hatred that had disappeared in their eyes reappeared. Fan Gu not only died of more than 2,000 civilians, but also 800 frontier troops.
Those soldiers are Li Xiaozong's subordinates. As soldiers, the soldiers felt the sorrow and hatred of Fang Xie at this time. What soldiers hate and fear the most is being betrayed by their fellow soldiers. And the members of the Li family seem to be very good at doing this kind of thing. Li Yuanshan betrayed 700,000 troops, and Li Xiaozong betrayed 800 comrades.
The scene gradually became quiet. The soldiers gathered around Fang Jie, silently watching this young man who had carried too much hatred, using his methods to vent his hatred. In the end, everyone started to count together with Fang Jie, neatly and loudly.
"Two thousand nine hundred and sixty-six!"
"Two thousand nine hundred and sixty-seven!"
"Two thousand nine hundred and sixty-eight!"
"Two thousand nine hundred and sixty-nine!"
"oh!"
When the final blow shattered Li Xiaozong's heart, the soldiers burst into cheers. At this time, Li Xiaozong still had his last breath left. Perhaps it was because Fang Jie was able to maintain his heart pulse with internal strength, so that he did not die prematurely.
The last meaning in his eyes was unwillingness, strong unwillingness.
He can persevere until now, maybe because of this unwillingness.
After Fang Jie blasted a hole in Li Xiaozong's chest with his last blow, the red light in his eyes also gradually faded. When the fist that had been clenched all this time was released, the red light finally dissipated completely. Seeing this scene, Shen Qingfan and others who had been holding their hearts all the time finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"If you can reincarnate, don't forget me."
Fang Jie stretched out his hand and opened it, and a flame slowly condensed from the palm of his hand. It's just that this fire is very different from the previous golden flame. It is almost a normal color, but it looks redder.
The flame floated out from Fang Jie's palm and landed on Li Xiaozong's body.
All of a sudden, the flame rose up as quickly as if it encountered boiling oil. Li Xiaozong, who was wrapped in the flames, slowly closed his eyes, as if he could no longer feel the pain.
"Why?"
he asked before dying.
Fang Jie looked at the flame and said word by word: "Kill again."
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In the military tent, the generals looked at Fang Xie with fear and respect in their eyes, a little complicated. The fear lies in the shocking and terrifying strength that Fang Jie showed when he killed Li Xiaozong. They are all experienced generals and know what it means to fight a talisman master, especially Li Xiaozong is a talisman martial artist. But in front of Fang Jie, there was no room for retaliation from the beginning to the end.
As for the respect, it was because of the hatred that Fang Jie carried. Soldiers value righteousness, especially those who have been on the battlefield together. They all regard the comrades around them as their brothers. Ordinary people cannot comprehend how deep their feelings are for a companion who can trust their backs on the battlefield.
revenge
If it were any one of them, they would still have the same thoughts.
King Xu Jun died, and Li Xiaozong died. At this time, the person sitting in the position of commander-in-chief naturally became Mo Liangbi. This Minister of the Ministry of War, who had suffered a lot in his official career, has not completely calmed down. Fang Jie's method of killing Li Xiaozong was not cruel, but Mou Liangbi didn't think it was too much at all, he was just shocked by the process.
Fang Jie sat on his left, slightly lowered his head, looked at his hands without saying a word. Cui Zhongzhen sat on the right side of Mo Liangbi, looking at Fang Xie thoughtfully from time to time.
"General Fang is the imperial envoy appointed by His Majesty to supervise the battle. I think... If he is willing to stay, you will not object to him accepting this army."
Mou Liangbi tentatively said something, then glanced at Fang Xie. It wasn't just him, as soon as this sentence came out, everyone present couldn't help but look at Fang Xie. But Fang Jie didn't seem to hear what Mou Liangbi said at all, and was still lost in his own thoughts.
"General Fang."
Mou Liangbi called him.
"General Fang?"
After calling twice in a row, Fang Jie came out of that somewhat ethereal state. He glanced at Mou Liangbi and smiled apologetically: "Sorry, I was distracted."
"Everyone is waiting for your opinion."
"What do you think?"
Fang asked.
"What I mean is, since you are the imperial envoy sent by His Majesty to supervise the battle, the current military affairs should be handed over to you. King Xujun has mentioned to me more than once that you are the young general he admires the most. General Cui and You are a close friend, and he has no objection to letting you command the army."
"No."
Fang Jie shook his head: "The purpose of my coming here has already been explained. Everyone already knows the reason why I came from the left front. I can't understand Luo Yao's thoughts. He said that he was an imperial envoy to supervise the war, but the left front The mobilization of soldiers and horses is completely out of my control. Speaking of it, I brought troops to join the prince because I was afraid that Luo Yao would kill me. Unfortunately, the prince died, and I couldn’t take on this important task in terms of seniority, prestige, and familiarity with the army. Before we leave, my people and I are willing to obey Master Mou's orders and will never shirk."
Fang Jie stood up and clasped his fists to the generals in the account: "Li Xiaozong said that I came to seize power, and I know that the generals don't believe him. But if I really take on this burden, can I take the team with me?" Not to mention going to victory, the soldiers are also dissatisfied. The combat effectiveness of an army is based on unity. If we have no trust and suspicion between us, even the elite will become vulnerable."
"For the consideration of tens of thousands of soldiers, I absolutely cannot accept the proposal of seeking a master. I have never commanded so many troops, and I am not as experienced as the generals. When it comes to the battlefield, experience often plays a decisive role. If the generals do not give up, I stay here and I am willing to be the vanguard, as long as I fight against the rebels and the Mongol and Yuan Tartars, my troops and I are willing to be at the forefront."
The generals of the Sui army looked at each other, but no one spoke. Although they were in awe of Fang Xie, they were not at ease if they really wanted to hand over the command of the team to Fang Xie. They didn't understand Fang Jie. Just as Fang Jie said, a person who has no experience in leading troops suddenly leads an army of tens of thousands, and it is very likely that this team will be led to extinction.
Fang Jie turned around to look at Mou Liangbi and said, "Your Majesty is right!"
The generals also stood up and clasped their fists together, saying, "Your Majesty will follow suit!"
Mou Liangbi refused again and again, but the generals insisted on this, and he couldn't refuse. After leaving the big tent, Cui Zhongzhen took Fang Jie to a place where no one was around and said anxiously: "Master Mou and I have discussed before to ensure that you will be the commander of the three armies, but you yourself declined because you are holding this team in your hands." How could you give up such a good opportunity so easily!"
"Although I have the heart, I really don't have the strength."
Fang Jie shook his head: "What I said in the big tent was not hypocrisy, but telling the truth. I don't know this team. I don't want to talk about whether I can convince the crowd if I rashly accept an army of tens of thousands. The soldiers are all willing to follow me, as long as I make a mistake, the hearts of the soldiers will immediately disperse. King Xu is dead, Li Xiaozong is dead, and the soldiers are at a time when they are at a loss. Sure!"
Cui Zhongzhen sighed: "But..."
Fang Jie waved his hand: "There is nothing to worry about, now is the best situation, isn't it? Li Xiaozong is dead, as long as those who are loyal to him are removed, this army will become purer than ever. Command, you command, or I command, isn't it all the same?"
Cui Zhongzhen nodded: "In that case, I won't persuade you anymore, and you are right. After fighting a few more beautiful battles, the soldiers will naturally believe in you!"
He patted Fang Jie's shoulder and said with a smile: "The most important thing is that you and my brothers can finally fight side by side!"