Nearly 500 Xuanwu soldiers, plus the previous 100, a total of about 600 Black Armored Xuanwu soldiers have committed suicide at this moment.
There was only one Xuanwu soldier left, the representative of this group of soldiers, trembling towards the front of the formation with a bundle in his hand.
Wu Zhe slightly bowed his hands to Shi Zi, and jumped forward.
"Miss Xiao..." Captain Xuanwu seemed to have aged more than ten years in an instant, and he was speechless.
In particular, there was no sharp light in his eyes anymore, he was filled with a sense of confusion like an old man who sees through the world.
Wu Zhe thinks that this chain reaction can be explained by science because of the nervous system. It is estimated that the control method of the Xuanwu female general is similar to a nerve control system. Due to the death of the Xuanwu female general who was the main controller, the terminals of the sub-controllers will continue to receive all kinds of noise interference, and people will naturally suffer.
Standing in front of this Xuanwu soldier commander, Wu Zhe could roughly guess what he wanted to order.
Just now, he was willing to be the first, risking the idea of being ridiculed by the other party to talk to Qi Jun as the leader. This Xuanwu soldier commander is definitely not a person who is afraid of death, but a person who is willing to sacrifice his life for the Xuanwu female general.
In fact, the death of Chu female general also touched Wu Zhe a lot. It was the first time for her to see the death of someone she knew so closely.
Even if he killed himself before, it was because the other party was on the opposite side. Now because of his actions, a familiar Chu girl will commit suicide, and Wu Zhe also has an uncomfortable feeling that is difficult to express.
Therefore, Wu Zhe was willing to listen closely to what the Xuanwu soldier had to say. Perhaps Miss Chu will have some unfulfilled wish, and I can consider helping her fulfill it as much as possible. Of course, it can't be too much, at most it is what kind of flowers she likes, so that she can help her to add a coffin for her funeral.
"Hmph, does Xiao Ruoyao have mercy on the enemy?" Wei Ling muttered behind her.
The Xuanwu soldiers directly under her control couldn't help feeling sad for a while.
How can they, who are in the same situation, not understand the insistence of this Xuanwu soldier
The Xuanwu female general is the beacon of their presence in the war. He is also a leader who lives on.
But how did we meet... such an unreasonable Xuanwu female general? ! Should it be our fate
Some Xuanwu soldiers were already dissatisfied and secretly stared behind Wei Ling.
It has to be said that Wei Ling's character is to die.
Straightforward, originally a neutral word, but once installed on narrow-minded people. But it immediately became synonymous with hurtful words.
This Wei female general was not talented enough to be a Xuanwu female general, and she was disturbed by some reason when she came in, and she was so unrestrained when she was bored.
Of course, this reason is not a woman's trouble, but because she feels that the ability of the recent Xuanwu female general seems to be a little unstable, and it seems to have a faint feeling of decline.
She didn't know that this was the reason for the second prince of Qi and General Huyi Qi.
The two of them urged her to become a Xuanwu female general, so how could they just let her abandon her camp? Naturally, it is because I know what I know.
She didn't know the depth of this situation, she was upset here, but it caused the Xuanwu soldiers under her to be a little bit dissatisfied.
In addition, she usually treats these Xuanwu soldiers with little virtue and kindness, which exacerbates the dissatisfaction of her subordinates. If it weren't for people in this era to pay attention to faith and loyalty. Maybe it will cause conflicts between some soldiers and her.
"If you have any request, just say it, and I will try my best to help you complete it." Wu Zhe said to Wu Guo's Xuanwu soldier seriously.
"I know that General Chu and Miss Xiao had some fate." Captain Xuanwu said slowly: "It's just that the two sides are in different positions, which led to the current result. It's no wonder Miss Xiao. It's just that the next representative is already walking on Huangquan Road. Brothers, I hope Miss Xiao will take good care of General Chu's body."
Wu Zhe clasped his hands and said, "The dead are the most important, so there is no need to worry. My son Qi Fang has already arranged for it. Give the daughter-general Chu a rich burial that matches her status."
Soldier Xuanwu showed a gratified smile on his face, and handed over the bundle in his hand: "This is the battle robe and armor that General Chu wears on the battlefield. I hope that Miss Xiao can be used as her funeral clothing."
Wu Zhe took it with both hands respectfully, put it on his chest to show respect, and nodded his head heavily: "Don't worry, some small things can be done."
Captain Xuanwu smiled, with a stiff expression on his face.
He slowly withdrew. With a click, he pulled out the steel knife from his waist.
Seeing the other party pull out the sharp knife, Wu Zhe didn't move, and didn't even blink his eyes.
Soldier Xuanwu turned around and looked to the south, silently slashed his sword and killed himself.
Wu Zhe stretched out his hand to help him, and let his corpse lie down slowly. Not to crash down.
Blood stained half of Wu Zhe's clothes, but she didn't run away.
The people in the distance watched, sighed in their hearts, and at the same time praised Wu Zhe's respect for each other.
Especially the Xuanwu soldiers under Wei Ling's command, seeing her actions, couldn't help feeling awe in their hearts.
They regarded the xuanwu soldiers who committed suicide on the other side as their own equal status, and seeing that they were heartbroken and committed suicide because of the loss of xuanwu female generals, they were naturally sad. Now seeing that Wu Zhe can earnestly agree to the other party's small request, and fully show understanding and respect with every gesture, they feel very cordial.
Some Xuanwu soldiers even thought in their hearts that if Xiao Ruoyao could become our Xuanwu female general, it would be a blessing from several lifetimes of cultivation...
It's a pity that in the past hundred years, there has never been a Xuanwu soldier who can replace a Xuanwu female general. Once the spar embedded in the forehead is recognized by the ceremony, there is no possibility of choosing another person.
"Come here, collect the corpses and clean up the battlefield." The prince sighed and arranged for Commander Yang and his men to clean up.
A few carts of gold and silver used to redeem General Chu, naturally became the spoils of victory without a fight.
Wu Zhe took the burden and walked slowly back to the gate of the camp.
"What did they send? Are they really clothes and battle armor? Open it and have a look." Wei Ling asked.
According to her previous performance, no one thought she was just curious when she said this, but felt that she was afraid that there was some ulterior secret hidden in this baggage.
Wu Zhe ignored her, nodded slightly to Shizi, and walked over without saying a word.
"This female general is talking to you! How dare you not answer!" Wei Ling was furious, and she was about to grab the bag in the hands of Wu Zhe who was passing by.
Wu Zhe turned his face abruptly, staring at Wei Ling with glowing eyes.
Do you dare to move? !
Wei Ling felt a sudden chill all over her body, her outstretched hand trembled, and she didn't dare to continue moving.
She was actually frightened by Wu Zhe's gaze and took half a step back.
Okay—although the soldiers behind Wei Ling stepped forward to protect him, they didn't really care about their master, and instead felt a little dark in their hearts. (To be continued..)
ps: Did you feel any sign of this chapter? It is actually impossible for General Chu to survive, at least it is impossible for Qi to release her, and it is impossible for her to surrender. So, sooner or later, the way to meet her who was captured is this road of suicide...
Monday, please praise! For something vaguely thought of in everyone's mind... Praise!