Chapter 438: World Chapter: Recruiting Nashun to Surrender
Two days later.

Hissing
Dark clouds covered the sky, and it rained continuously. The raindrops in the sky were like an endless and soft piece of silk slowly falling, then gently covering the earth, secretly moistening the battlefield covered with charred marks and dried blood.

If you look closely, you can find that there are countless Xuanyong soldiers, some with wounds or burns all over their bodies, gathered dejectedly under the ruins to shelter from the rain. From a distance, these soldiers appear depressed and lonely in the drizzle.

The once ambitious Xuanyong Army had lost its fighting spirit, and the solemn and neat Xuanyong Plateau was no longer the same as before. There were dejected defeated soldiers everywhere, and broken walls and ruins burned black by the flames. The originally flat ground was also full of huge pits left by the explosion, as well as various terrifying claw marks and grooves.
Even though the war had ended two days ago, the traces of battle left at the scene were still enough to make people feel creepy, as if the hellish scene had just ended.

"Shang Yang, you bastard! How long are you going to hesitate?!"

Suddenly, a sound that was almost a roar, like thunder, suddenly rang out in the dilapidated Xuanyong Plateau.

As the roar sounded, the Xuanyong soldiers gathered in the ruins at the edge also raised their heads and looked at the man sitting in the middle of the ruins in the rain.

The one who was glaring and roaring was a soldier covered in blood. He was Che Ying, one of the captains of the central route of the Xuanyong Army. The person being roared at was Shang Yang, who had brought brief glory to the entire legion.

All this started two days ago.
That incomparable decisive battle ended in the flames of a three-headed, four-legged flying dragon, and ended with the complete defeat of the Xuanyong Army. According to statistics afterwards, 8 Xuanyong soldiers died tragically under the dragon flames, 3545 were missing (vaporized on the spot by the dragon flames as high as 6 degrees Celsius), and 5247 people were unidentifiable! (Those who were burned beyond recognition by the flames)
This is enough data to make one's scalp tingle. With only three monsters, they easily slaughtered nearly 20 Xuanyong soldiers, and even deprived them of their lives in an extremely painful and abnormal way, that is, burning them to death!
It has to be said that this unilateral massacre that took place two days ago was not only a defeat for the Xuanyong Legion, but it also once again made the world deeply realize the cruelty and terror of monsters!
only.
What all the Xuanyong soldiers had not expected was that after the three four-legged flying dragons finally died down and left, the Xuanyong soldiers who survived the flames of the ruins were not waiting for the butcher knives of the federal soldiers, but instead received unexpected "good news". (For some soldiers, I guess)
"Warriors of foreign lands, I believe you have all seen that it is as easy for our Federation to defeat you as to crush an ant. However, our leader, out of kindness and compassion, also appreciates your bravery, so he specially ordered us to come and tell you that if you are willing to surrender and swear allegiance to our Federation from now on, then our Federation will forgive the past and give you a second chance to live! Since ancient times, those who know the current affairs are heroes. You have two days to make a choice. At the same time, I kindly remind you one thing, that is, after two days, all the remaining soldiers who remain in the highlands will be regarded as mortal enemies by our Federation!"

This was what a team sent by the Federal Legion said orally at the time. In short, it was: either lay down your arms and submit to the Federation, or die without a burial place!
This is understandable. Although the Xuanyong Corps suffered heavy losses in this battle, the number of Xuanyong soldiers who survived the war is still as high as about 29. This number is still a force that cannot be underestimated anywhere. As an enemy, the Federation, which also lost a large number of troops this time, wants to absorb the remaining Xuanyong Corps for its own use, which is understandable.

just
Faced with this only tempting opportunity to survive, Shang Yang hesitated, not for any other reason, but simply because of loyalty.

In fact, in the next two days, no less than 10 Xuanyong soldiers walked out of the highlands one after another, and under the introduction of the federal soldiers stationed outside the highlands, they turned to join the federal army.

For many people, a good death is worse than a miserable life.

But Shang Yang was different.

Shang Yang was not only a talented general who could lead troops to fight, but he also had noble sentiments and steadfast loyalty. He was born and raised in Xuanyong. Although he came from a poor family, he had read the Four Books and Five Classics. For him, surrendering to the enemy and treason was not only against his conscience, but also against the way of being a minister, and would leave a bad name in history!
He had sworn to be loyal to their emperor for life and had vowed to bring change to the country, but now he was going to defect to the enemy? How would people in his hometown view him? How would he face the condemnation of his conscience in the future?
No matter what others say, whether they say he is pedantic or foolishly loyal, at least for Shang Yang, if a person does not even have the bottom line, then what is the difference between him and an animal? !

Therefore, even though the deadline was approaching in two days, Shang Yang was still suffering from the torment of his conscience.

This led to the scene at the beginning; a scolding from Che Ying, a good friend and one of the centurions of the central legion.

However, despite his friend's scolding, Shang Yang just kept his head down and let the drizzle soak his whole body.

Seeing that Shang Yang was still indifferent, Che Ying, who was furious, immediately grabbed Shang Yang's collar and lifted him up, "Damn it! Why don't you say something?! I tell you, you can not think about yourself, you can even die for your own justice, but have you ever thought about the soldiers? Have you ever thought about Yingyu?! When you left us here, did you ever think about taking us back?!!"

These words made Shang Yang, who had been motionless for the past two days, tremble slightly for the first time. In fact, apart from the 10 Xuanyong soldiers who had surrendered to the enemy, there were still nearly 20 Xuanyong soldiers in the highlands at this time, and the reason why these soldiers stayed in the highlands and did not leave was because of Shang Yang.

They were all waiting for Shang Yang's orders. Perhaps for them, Shang Yang had become their recognized leader without them realizing it. They would obey Shang Yang's decisions unconditionally. Even if Shang Yang chose to resist and die in the end, they would follow him to the death!
Turning his head, Shang Yang's heart involuntarily tightened as he glanced at the countless pairs of eyes on the countless stained faces gathered under the ruins.

If it weren't for him, these soldiers could have escaped from the beginning. If they had chosen not to resist from the beginning, perhaps many of them would have been reunited with their families now? It was he who brought them into this hell, and it was he who harmed these soldiers. It was all his fault.
The more than 200,000 soldiers who died in the battle were not killed by the federal army, nor were they burned to death by Feilong, but were killed by him!
Shang Yang's breathing became heavier and heavier. He slowly raised the knife that had been clenched in his hand. The blade had been bent long ago, and the silver surface of the blade reflected his extremely painful eyes.

But just when Shang Yang was in extreme pain, a soft and cold touch suddenly came from his hand.

Shang Yang was stunned. He turned around and what caught his eyes was the face of the beautiful girl who was always by his side. Although her fair face was stained with some stains at the moment, it could not hide her beautiful appearance.

Looking at Shang Yang, Yingyu actually had a thousand words to say, but in the end, she just smiled gently, and then told Shang Yang in an extremely gentle voice: "No matter what, even if I go to hell, I will be with you."

Just three short sentences are the greatest comfort.

At that moment, Shang Yang, a soldier who had never been afraid even when facing powerful enemies several times stronger than himself or ferocious and cruel monsters, unconsciously had tears in his eyes.

During these two days, Shang Yang wanted to draw his sword and commit suicide many times to carry out his lifelong beliefs, but he never did so.

Because as Che Ying said, he can not consider himself, and even die for his own justice, but what about the 20 soldiers in the highlands? And the girl next to him, she almost gave him everything, but he couldn't even give her a happy life!
How should one choose between a person's righteousness, the most important girl in his life, and the lives of 20 soldiers?

Shang Yang raised his head slightly, looked at the sky which was gradually clearing up, and did not speak for a long, long time.

"Ah ah!!"

Suddenly, accompanied by a long hysterical shout and roar, Shang Yang exerted all his strength and threw the sword in his hand out fiercely.

The long sword spun dozens of times in the air, spinning and spinning until it lost its strength and slowly fell down. Finally, with a ding, it stuck upside down on the charred ground a hundred meters away.
finally.

Under the gazes of countless soldiers, Shang Yang slowly raised his clenched fist and gave the order solemnly and painfully.

"Everyone, surrender, and live together!"

(End of this chapter)