Chapter 322 I use my sword as a pen and my blood as ink to write my inscription (Part )

That was naturally Liu Bei's voice.

Because at this time, his eyes were completely red!
Cao Cao is dead. This hero that he had always feared is finally dead! Most importantly, the Wei Kingdom's highlands are more empty than ever before. There is only one hero left to guard them. The black soldiers have completely lost their fighting spirit because they have no leader. Now is a great opportunity to wipe out the Wei Kingdom in one fell swoop! !
Screw the morality and ethics, now, I just want to rule the world!

but
Just like before, Liu Bei's orders still did not receive an equal response. Or rather, the high ground at this moment suddenly became eerily quiet.

All the soldiers looked at Liu Bei with strange eyes, as if they were looking at a clown who was ruining the mood at a lively banquet.

Sun Shangxiang, who always did what she wanted, showed her disdain without any disguise: "Uncle, you only care about fame, wealth and status. Don't you have any sense of honor as a soldier?"

Liu Bei, who was extremely excited a second ago, was stunned on the spot, as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water on his head.

Still trying to play this? All he talks about is the glory of a warrior. Are you kidding me? He is here to conquer the world. He is the king of the empire who is destined to pacify the Three Kingdoms. Who has time to play a knight game with a group of you who are easily swayed by emotions? !

Glory? When you stand at the top, facing the worship of millions of subjects, what do you want? As long as you win, as long as you destroy the crystal of Wei, Shu will be able to annex Wei, then won't you have everything? !

But why did these soldiers and this girl look at me like this? How naive! Isn't the so-called glory just a means for those in power to rule? !
Liu Bei couldn't figure it out, and he didn't dare to explain it to them too clearly, but he also knew that he could no longer rely on his soldiers and Sun Shangxiang, and the enemy still had a hero alive, so -

"Brother Yao, the thief Cao is finally dead! You and I will join forces now to kill this enemy hero. As long as we can destroy the crystal of Wei, you will be the first hero of my Shu Kingdom in this battle!"

Liu Bei shifted his attention to Wang Yao. At least in his opinion, Wang Yao, who had the potential to become an emperor, would definitely be able to understand his current mood and thoughts.

result--

Looking up at the spinning Wei crystal, Wang Yao said without turning his head: "Brother Liu, I'm sorry, let's stop here. The soldiers are all innocent. What's more, our goal has been achieved, there is no need to kill them all."

"That's it?!" Liu Bei was stunned, and then the anger that had been suppressed deep in his heart finally broke out uncontrollably!
Since the moment he entered the Wei State's highlands, he has been suffering from mental "torture"!
What on earth is wrong with these people? It's ok that the soldiers are ignorant, but why is Wang Yao so ignorant when it comes to the right and wrong of things?!

At this critical moment, where is the time to talk about morality? !
Looking at the crystal of the Wei Kingdom exposed before his eyes, and the enemy man in ink-wash long gown who was obviously on guard, Liu Bei, who seemed to have been unable to bear it any longer, shouted: "We are willing to mobilize a large number of human resources to start this war, isn't it just to defeat the Wei Kingdom? You are standing here now, if not for victory, then for what? For sightseeing?!"

Liu Bei was really furious, and deep down in his heart, he felt extremely dissatisfied with Wang Yao for the first time.

In response, Wang Yao simply gave Liu Bei the same answer as Cao Cao: "In order to regain the dignity of my former comrades and subordinates."

"Dignity? Just for this?"

Liu Bei's eyes widened immediately, as if he had heard a huge joke. Just like Cao Cao when he first heard this answer, he also found it unbelievable.

After going through so much trouble to reach this enemy high ground, even risking being killed to challenge Cao Cao, he came here not for land resources but just for the word dignity? Who would believe it? Liu Bei didn't believe it anyway!
That’s why Liu Bei said, “For the so-called dignity of those nameless people, you dare to risk your life and fight against that Cao thief alone?!”

"Nobody?" Because of this sentence, Wang Yao finally turned around. He looked at Liu Bei with astonishment, as if he was seeing Liu Bei for the first time.

It has to be said that in Wang Yao's eyes, Liu Bei at this moment, to use a more vivid term, was just like those players in the game who were forced into a corner. He was so extreme and biased, which was not like Liu Bei's usual style at all.

Is the current Liu Bei the real Liu Bei? Perhaps desire and power are the best tools to reveal a person's true nature?

Of course, this is nothing. As the ruler of the Kingdom of Shu, Liu Bei is a man who is good at hiding and extremely cunning.

But, Brother Liu, for this cruel world, you may be a rare candidate for the emperor, but are you going further and further on this path to becoming an emperor?

After all, the elders are respected in name. In order to save Liu Bei's face, Wang Yao did not say what he was thinking. He just walked to the crystal of Wei State silently.

He looked up at the boundless and beautiful sky above his head, and his heart was filled with emotion——

Thinking about the faces of my deceased comrades, thinking about how in the past two years, for the sake of glory and peace, so many soldiers, whether enemies or friends, sacrificed their lives and shed their blood, and slept forever in this canyon, but in the end they were ruthlessly drowned in the torrent of time by history, and even their names could not be left behind, and in the end they just became unknown people in the mouths of heroes.
What is all this for? Do the weak deserve to die and not deserve the corresponding honor? Compared with the supreme heroes, aren't the soldiers who have been fighting on the front line the ones who deserve to be remembered by future generations?
Thinking of this, as if realizing something, Wang Yao slowly raised the Blade of Judgment in his hand.

He drew his sword again, not to destroy the crystal, but to——

Click, click!
In the clear sky, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Wang Yao used the tip of his sword as a pen and his blood as ink to carve an immortal blood-red epitaph on the crystal pillar of the Wei Kingdom.

"There are also great warriors in the valley, carrying a long sword and holding a Qin bow, their heads and bodies separated but not punished, they are both brave and martial, in the end they are strong and cannot be bullied!
However, the world is unfair, the strong prey on the weak, and all that is seen are corpses abandoned in the wilderness, but not their loyalty and bravery. As a result, after their death, they are nameless, unrecognized as heroes, and their successes and failures, honor, and glory, are unknown to anyone!

Alas, how sad! The great sound is silent, the great image is invisible, the body is dead and the spirit is alive, the soul is a ghost hero! The river is the throat, the green mountain is the witness; how can it be said to be nameless? The canyon is the name! "

After writing this epitaph, Wang Yao withdrew his sword expressionlessly, and then with a clang, he saluted silently towards the crystal in front of him, as if to his former comrades who would never see each other again. A light breeze blew, and the world was silent!
There are no excessive words, nor any unnecessary actions. All the sadness, remembrance, pain, and strength in the heart are contained in this standard salute!

This series of actions immediately left countless soldiers watching confused.

"Did he carve something into our crystal with his sword?"

"I'm curious too, why don't you go up and take a look?"

“I don’t want to die yet”

"Hey, what's the Overseer doing?"

"I think he's in mourning."

"For whom?"

"Who knows, but I think as the Overseers, they should be remarkable people."

Wang Yao ignored the discussions around him and turned to Liu Bei and said, "Brother Liu, since the war is over, I will go back to the highlands first."

After saying this, without waiting for Liu Bei's reply, Wang Yao dragged his exhausted and wounded body and walked alone out of the broken high ground.

Wherever they passed, the soldiers all respectfully made way for pedestrians. Even the black soldiers who numbered more than five figures did not dare to stop them!
No, there is one, but it's not a soldier, it's a hero.

With a click, a pair of ink-colored combat boots suddenly appeared at the end of the pedestrian walkway, blocking Wang Yao's way - Sima Yi!

However, unlike the confrontation that Liu Bei was wary of, although Sima Yi blocked the way, he did not seem to have any intention of taking action.

And Wang Yao did not stop moving forward because of this.

The two of them lowered their eyes and walked closer and closer until they were about to pass each other.
"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Sima Yi's voice came softly.

From an angle that no one else could see, blood quietly flowed from the corner of Wang Yao's mouth, as if his injuries had worsened due to his sudden emotional excess.

But he didn't even say a word. He just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth silently, and then replied in a trembling voice: "Why didn't you believe me at the beginning?"

This is not a rhetorical question, but it is not an accusation either. Perhaps only Wang Yao and Sima Yi can understand the feeling behind it.

This happened in just a moment, unnoticed by outsiders. Afterwards, Wang Yao continued to walk out of the high ground, but his swaying body looked so tired and weak that he seemed to be about to collapse from exhaustion in the next moment.

"Hey, is everything ok?"

At this moment, a familiar sweet smell of candy came, and Sun Shangxiang seemed to be planning to come up to support Wang Yao.

However, Wang Yao immediately rejected her offer: "Sorry, I want to walk back alone."

Because of these words, Sun Shangxiang's outstretched hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.

The girl's expression suddenly became a little bad, but when the words came to her lips, her voice was unexpectedly low: "Is it okay?"

"Yeah." Wang Yao nodded lightly, then limped out of the high ground.

Behind him, Sima Yi fell into a long silence.

No matter what, in the end, Wang Yao finally fulfilled his original promise and successfully avenged his former comrades. And what about him? Apart from his heart that became extremely dark under the influence of the world, what else has he done?
What has he been doing in the past six months?

Sima Yi looked up blankly, looking from afar at the epitaph that Wang Yao had engraved on his own crystal.

"The countless soldiers who died on the battlefield were not nameless. The rivers, green mountains, and clear waters can all testify to this. The canyon is their name! It is also the best proof that they existed!"

When he saw the inscription written by Wang Yao, Sima Yi's eyes finally became wet uncontrollably because he was moved from the bottom of his heart.

He gently closed his eyes, trying hard to hide the pain and heat that seemed to be about to burst out of his eyes, and stood there alone for a long, long time.
(End of this chapter)