When the number of holes in Li Xiaozong¡¯s body exceeded 200, it looked like he was completely disfigured. But he could only moan helplessly and desperately, unable even to dodge. His body was immobilized by an invisible force, as if he was being held down by a powerful demon, with no ability to resist at all.
"Please¡¡"
Li Xiaozong said with the corner of his mouth twitching.
He looked at Fang Jie with pleading and deep fear in his eyes.
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, Zhou Banchuan's evaluation of him was that if he had not died early, he might have become the youngest governor of the empire! This comment was so high that it was even higher than that of the top three teams.
Zhou Banchuan is very accurate in judging people. Li Xiaozong's cultivation level may not be among the top three, but his scheming is so deep that none of the top three in those days can compare with it. The level of officialdom is never measured by cultivation. His heart is calm and ruthless enough, and he is a born politician at heart.
If it were not for the rebellion in the northwest, the Sui Dynasty would have taken the Mongolian and Yuan Mandu banners by now. As a pioneer, Li Xiaozong made indispensable contributions.
If everything goes well, he will be transferred to the capital for a while. Suppress his determination after his great achievements, and then make him a local official. He will have two choices. One is to join the First Guards as a general. After ten or twenty years, he has the hope of becoming one of the Sixteenth Generals, but it is very slim. Secondly, if he serves as a local official, with his merits, he can completely fill the gap of a fourth-grade county governor. After a few more years, he might have fulfilled Zhou Banchuan's prediction and become the youngest feudal official in the empire.
But now, he is so humble.
Before this, he never thought that one day he would be abused like this by one of his former subordinates. When Fang Jie was in Fangu, he was still rewarded with the official position of deputy of the scout team. Just three years later, when the people he had commanded stood before him again, they were already so unattainable.
It was like a huge mountain rising from the ground, filling him with a sense of powerlessness.
When the number of holes in his body exceeded fifteen hundred, he had become numb. At this time, he couldn't actually tell where the holes were. One of his arms and legs had been blown off bit by bit, but the demon was still counting patiently. Every blow accurately tore off a piece of flesh from his body, no more, no less. He was numb, and the person who killed him was also numb. But Fang Jie is still very serious about killing him. If you are serious, you will be slow.
How long does it take to kill someone?
Every time a blow hit Li Xiaozong, his body trembled. After 2,500 bombardments, his only remaining leg disappeared without a trace.
Fang Jie is like an emotionless demon, coldly and persistently still reporting the numbers.
By this time, the onlookers were frightened and even sympathized with Li Xiaozong. Most people didn't understand why this young general who looked so handsome before would treat a defeated enemy so cruelly. Someone started chanting, kill him, kill him. But Fang Jie still went his own way and ignored those calls. He is like a machine, repeating attacks one after another.
Cui Zhongzhen beat the war drum and suppressed the soldiers' shouts.
"No one is allowed to shout anymore! You can't understand the wails of three thousand innocent souls!"
He shouted loudly, then threw the drumstick aside: "If it were me, I would do the same!"
In order to prevent the soldiers from misunderstanding that Fang Jie was too cruel, he stood on a high platform and told Li Xiaozong what happened in Fangu. The soldiers listened quietly, the hatred that had disappeared in their eyes reappeared. Fan Gu lost not only more than 2,000 civilians, but also 800 frontier troops.
Those soldiers were Li Xiaozong¡¯s men. As soldiers, the soldiers felt the same sadness and hatred towards Fang Xie at this time. What soldiers hate and fear most is being betrayed by their fellow soldiers. The people in 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, and the soldiers surrounded Fang Jie, silently watching this young man who had carried so much hatred, venting his hatred in his own way. In the end, everyone started counting 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 actually still had his last breath left. KBecause Fang Jie was able to maintain his heart pulse with his inner strength, he did not die prematurely.
The final meaning in his eyes was reluctance, strong reluctance.
He is able to persist until now, perhaps because he is unwilling to do so.
When Fang Jie blasted a hole in Li Xiaozong's chest with his final blow, the red light in his eyes gradually faded. When the fist that had been clenched was released, the red light finally completely dissipated. Seeing this scene, Shen Qingshan and others, who had been worried, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"If you can be reincarnated, never forget me."
Fang Jie stretched out his hand and opened it, and a flame slowly condensed in his palm. But this fire is very different from the previous golden flame. It is an almost normal color, but it looks redder.
The ball of flame floated out from Fang Jie's hand and landed on Li Xiaozong.
With a breath of air, the flames rose rapidly like boiling oil. Li Xiaozong, who was wrapped in fire, slowly closed his eyes. It seemed that he could no longer feel the pain.
"Why?"
He asked before he died.
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 Jie with fear and respect, which was a bit complicated. The fear lies in the shocking and terrifying strength that Fang Jie showed when he killed Li Xiaozong. They are all generals who have experienced hundreds of battles and know what it means to fight a talisman master, especially Li Xiaozong who is also a master of both talismans and martial arts. But in front of Fang Jie, there was no room to fight back from beginning to end.
As for respect, it¡¯s because of the hatred Fang Jie carries. Soldiers value loyalty, especially those who have been on the battlefield together. They all regard their comrades around them as their brothers. Ordinary people cannot understand how deep their feelings are for their companions who can trust their backs on the battlefield.
Revenge
If it were any one of them, they would have such thoughts.
King Xujun died, and Li Xiaozong died. At this time, the person sitting in the position of commander of the big account naturally became Mou Liangbi. This Minister of War, who had a difficult official career, has not completely calmed down. Fang Jie's method of killing Li Xiaozong was not without cruelty, but Mou Liangbi didn't feel it was excessive at all. He was just shocked by the process.
Fang Jie sat on his left, with his head slightly lowered and looking at his hands without saying a word. Cui Zhongzhen sat on the right side of Mou Liangbi, looking at Fang Jie thoughtfully from time to time.
"General Fang is the imperial envoy appointed by His Majesty to supervise the war. I thinkif he is willing to stay, you will not object to him accepting this army."
Mou Liangbi said tentatively, and then glanced at Fang Jie. Not just him, as soon as these words were spoken, everyone present looked at Fang Jie involuntarily. But Fang Jie didn't seem to hear what Mou Liangbi said at all, and was still stuck in his own thoughts.
"General Fang"
Mouliangbi called him.
"General Fang?"
After calling twice in succession, Fang Jie came out of the 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 explained the question.
"I mean, since you are the imperial envoy sent by His Majesty to supervise the war, you should be responsible for the current military affairs. Prince Xujun has mentioned to me more than once that you are the young general he admires most. General Cui and You are a close friend, and he has no objection to you commanding the army."
"No"
Fang Jie shook his head: "The purpose of my coming here has been explained. The reason why I came out from the left vanguard is already known to everyone. I can't understand Luo Yao's thoughts clearly. He said he was an imperial envoy supervising the battle, but the left vanguard's The mobilization of troops and horses is completely out of my hands. Speaking of which, I brought my troops to join the prince because I was afraid that Luo Yao would kill me. Unfortunately, the prince was killed. I don't have the qualifications, prestige, or familiarity with the army to take on this important task. Before leaving, my people and I are willing to obey Master Mou and will never hesitate."
Fang Jie stood up and clasped his fists at the generals in the tent: "Li Xiaozong said that I came to seize power. I know that the generals don't believe him. But if I really take over this burden, can I bring the team with me?" Not to mention the victory, there are many dissatisfactions among the soldiers. The combat effectiveness of an army is based on unity. If we don't trust each other and have suspicions, even the elites will become vulnerable. "
"For the sake of tens of thousands of soldiers, I absolutely cannot accept Master Mou's proposal. I have never commanded such aThe men and horses are not as experienced as the generals. On the battlefield, experience often plays a decisive role. If the generals do not give up, I will stay here and be willing to be the vanguard. As long as we fight against the rebels and the Mongolian and Yuan Tatars, my men 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 Jie, they were not very relieved if they really wanted to hand over the command of the team to Fang Jie. They didn't understand Fang Jie. As Fang Jie said, a person with no experience in leading troops suddenly led an army of tens of thousands, and it was very likely that he would lead this army to destruction.
Fang Jie turned around and looked at Mou Liangbi and said, "Master Mou is the only one who follows the lead!"
The generals also stood up and clasped their fists and said, "Master Wei Mou follows your lead!"
Mou Liangbi repeatedly declined, but he could not refuse if the generals insisted on doing so. 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 it before to ensure that you will be the commander-in-chief of the three armies, but you yourself refused. It is precisely to capture this team." What a great opportunity, why did you give up so easily?"
"Although I have the intention, I really don't have the power."
Fang Jie shook his head: "What I said in the big tent was not hypocrisy, but the truth. I don't know much about this army. If you accept an army of tens of thousands of people rashly, let's not mention whether it can convince the public. Even those The soldiers are all willing to follow me. As long as I make one mistake, the people's hearts will immediately disperse. King Xujun is dead, Li Xiaozong is dead, and the soldiers are at a loss. At this time, if I sit on the commander's chair, the morale of the army will be difficult. Determined!¡±
Cui Zhongzhen sighed: "But"
Fang Jie waved his hand: "There is nothing to be desired. Now is the best situation, isn't it? Li Xiaozong is dead. As long as the people who are loyal to him are eliminated, this army will become more pure than ever. Whether it is Mr. Mou Commanding, you commanding, or I commanding, isn¡¯t it the same?¡±
Cui Zhongzhen nodded: "In this case, I won't persuade you anymore. You are right. After fighting a few more beautiful battles, the soldiers will naturally be convinced by you!"
He patted Fang Jie on the shoulder and smiled: "The most important thing is that you and I can finally fight side by side!"