The Rise of History’s Most Powerful Empire

Chapter 161: A tragic song of generosity

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Defeated, he was defeated like this, his army of tens of thousands disappeared in just a short moment, leaving only his few hundred people, still living in the world.

Yan Dan felt sad in her heart, fear couldn't help but surged into her heart, and she had nowhere to express her helplessness!

"Are things in this world really just so fun to play on people

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Yan Dan stood alone on the battlefield in embarrassment, with hundreds of remaining soldiers around him wrapping him tightly, using their bodies to block him from all harm as much as possible.

Hearing their coach's words at this moment, my heart was full of mixed emotions, and tears rarely flowed from these tough men.

"Your Highness, you cannot be blamed for all this. The only blame is that time has not waited for Yan State, and time has not waited for you. Yan State has lagged behind other countries in the world for too long, and the many stubborn nobles have taken root in Yan State like cancer. The country, the rotten system has imprisoned the Yan country, which should have been full of vitality." Beside Yan Dan, a somewhat delicate-looking general wearing a general's uniform cried and said.

"Yes, time waits for me, and time waits for me! God, I, Yan Dan, was sent to the State of Zhao as a hostage since I was a child. When I became an adult, I was sent to the State of Qin. I lived a life of fear and precarity."

"I finally returned to my country. I thought I could show off my talents and reform my country, which has been stagnant for a long time, so that it can regain its vitality and reverse its fate of being destroyed!"

"Unexpectedly, there are traitors and sycophants in power, and the whole hall is full of mediocre people, who only know how to enjoy themselves and don't know about sorrow. Now, most of Yan's territory has been lost, and its people have been displaced. I have the intention to kill the thieves, but I am unable to save myself. No matter what, today is destined to be my Yan state. The day Dan died!”

Yan Dan's tone was full of pathos.

"Your Highness, we will live and die with you. We will fight until the last moment. Even if the Yan Kingdom dies, we must die with dignity!" Many soldiers around Yan Dan heard that their master, Prince Dan, had this identity. A noble man with an unruly fate, when he uttered this sigh, he also expressed his determination in unison.

"You stubborn people are still fighting pointlessly for the so-called Yan Kingdom and the so-called glory. You are so ignorant!" Walking closer, Zhang Liao listened to the ridiculous loyalty of these people. It was ridiculous. With a sense of honor, he sneered.

"That's right, allegiance must also be to a person who is worthy of your allegiance. How can you easily entrust your loyalty to a person who is not worthy of your entrustment? Is this how you despise yourself?" Xu Huang said unbearably. , if these loyal and brave soldiers can serve their country and cooperate with a wise and decisive king and a court with clear politics, what a powerful force they will be.

"Being in the Yan Kingdom is God's decision, but choosing to become a soldier of the Yan Kingdom is our decision!" A general with a resolute face next to Yan Dan said this in a solemn tone.

"That's right, we are fighting not for the King of Yan, or for those high-ranking nobles, but for our country of Yan, for the honor of the country of Yan, and for the people of the country of Yan who have been robbed and bullied by you. We fight to the death!" A general nearby shouted in response.

"Guarding the land and defending the country is a soldier's duty. As a soldier of the Yan State, if you can't protect the people of the Yan State and defend the dignity of the Yan State, how can you live in shame in the world!" This last sentence was spoken by those around him. All the soldiers shouted out together, which represents their common aspirations.

"Very good, I appreciate your perseverance, but the goal you persevere makes me angry. How can this weak Yan country have mediocre people like you? This mediocre King of Yan? He has cultivated for many generations. I am blessed to have ministers like you, but I don't know how to cherish it!" When Zhao Yun heard the replies of those Yan soldiers, he admired for a while, but then he suddenly changed his words.

"However, since you have chosen to be enemies of my country, for the sake of my emperor, the dignity of the empire's soldiers, and the people of my country, our duty is to kill you to stabilize the overall situation of my country!"

"Please, accept your death obediently. I will give you a decent way to die, like a warrior, die with dignity!" Zhao Yun said to the end, his tone was still full of murderous intent, and he danced his silver spear towards these people. The soldiers of Yan State who were standing on foot rushed over

"Although I don't want to, I can't help it!" After saying this, Xu Huang also rushed over.

"Haha, I, Zhang Fei, am suffocated to death. You unreasonable fools, who don't understand the king's behavior and don't understand the general situation, just let me, Zhang Fei, and you guys go through the transparent holes!" Zhang Fei laughed loudly and rushed over.

When the other generals saw the situation in front of them, they did not hesitate at all and chose their responsibilities. As a soldier, orders are their highest obedience rule and they cannot choose to violate them for any reason.

"The Empire will be victorious, long live His Majesty the Emperor!" Tens of thousands of soldiers shouted these words in unison, sacredly and solemnly. The words have been deeply imprinted in their hearts, minds, and bones.

In a few moments, the last hundreds of soldiers of the Yan Kingdom disappeared under the siege of the generals of the Yu Kingdom. Only Prince Dan, a first-rate master, was left fighting alone.

Death was inevitable from the moment they chose to protrude from the city wall, stay away from the high defense protection, and face the hundreds of thousands of troops from the Imperial Kingdom.

Amidst the devastation, this originally beautiful plain has become a realm of death after being ravaged by tens of thousands of people.

Blood and corpses covered the ground, discarded and broken weapons were inserted everywhere, and in every era of destruction, there were always countless people with lofty ideals emerging. Although most of them could not save the defeat, their spirit , but it has been praised throughout the ages.

Even though this place is now in ruins, in the coming year, after so much nourishment of corpses and flesh, the water and grass will surely be more luxuriant and the land will be more fertile. If there are still people who dare to live here, the fields they cultivate will surely be There will be a good harvest!

The desolate figure who should be alone stands here quietly, surrounded by countless armies, but does not show the slightest fear, but is full of a generous and tragic spirit.

"Since ancient times, Yan and Zhao have many generous and tragic people, and heroes have emerged in large numbers. Don't deceive me!" Xu Huang, who was born in the south, couldn't help but sigh when he saw the scene in front of him of the soldiers of Yan State going to their deaths with emotion.

"I, Yan Dan, have I reached the end of my life now? My miserable and unsplendid life is over!" After sighing, Yan Dan pulled out the long sword and put it in his neck. The intention of committing suicide.

"No, Dan, as long as I'm here, you can't die, and you won't!" In the distance, a red shadow jumped quickly.

(End of chapter)