Chapter 1274: Unsheathing the sword and leaving the mountain (1)
Among those faces, some were familiar, some seemed to know, and some were unfamiliar faces that he had never met.
In the blizzard, they raised their torches and shouted persistently, ââWar god, please come out of the mountain!â
The world was in chaos, and the cool realm was in deep waters. Only Xia qingchen could save the people of the cool realm if he came out of the mountain.
Xia qingchen was silent. With a light tap of his toes, he returned to the ground.
âTell them that thereâs no war god in this world. Let them all leave.â Xia qingchen stepped into the thatched cottage, closed the door, and entered a state of meditation once more.
When the Prince of Liang had defied the heavens and was determined to execute him, the war god had already died.
The one who survived was Xia hou of the zhongyun territory.
âYes!â
The guard at the entrance sighed in his heart. He arrived at the foot of the mountain and passed on Xia qingchenâs words, ââEveryone, please disperse. His Excellency has retired to the mountains and forests and doesnât care about worldly matters. Why are you all so persistent?â
Jun Qiye bowed. please inform Xia hou that billions of people in the realm of Liang are in deep water and suffering. They are waiting for him to save them.
The guard was expressionless. Lord Xia has changed his mind, â he said. heâs not even a citizen of the cool land. What duty does he have to save the people of the cool land? â
âThis âŠâ
Jun Qiye and the others were silent.
Thatâs right, it had always been their one-sided wish to ask Xia qingchen to protect the cool realm. But did he have the obligation and responsibility to do so?
Not to mention, he had once been treated so badly by the Liang Prince that he had been disheartened and left to another realm.
Now that the cool territory was in trouble, they had to request for Xia qingchen to come back and save them. Didnât they feel that this was too much?
âAll of you should disperse. His Excellency has already retired to the mountains and forests, so why do you have to force him?â The guard said earnestly.
Jun Qiye was silent. He turned around and looked at the burning torches behind him. He felt conflicted.
He truly didnât wish to disturb Xia qingchen. But if Xia qingchen didnât appear, what could the common people do?
After a long time, he slowly bent his left knee and knelt down on one knee.âWar god, please come out of the mountain!â
Shi yanhuâs expression changed drastically, and he immediately went forward to support her.âPalace master, you canât!â
How old was the military Palaceâs Palace master, how could he easily kneel and bow to people?
The rest of the people stepped forward to help him up and shouted.
Jun Qiye was as steady as Mount Tai and didnât move an inch. âAs long as the God of War doesnât appear, I will kneel for a long time until the mountains and rivers of the cool realm are broken.â
Plop-
The sound of someone kneeling down could be heard. It was Zhou liufang and Yao buhui. They all knelt down on one knee.
âPlease, war god, come out!â Their expressions were equally determined.
In the world today, the only person who could fight against nu Tianyi was Xia qingchen!
If he didnât come out, the world would be hard to decide.
When Shi yanhu and the others saw this, they also knelt down and loudly shouted,âWe kneel and invite the God of War to come out of the mountain!â
Baili Liangâs men, with torches in their hands, knelt down on one knee.
The wind was getting stronger.
The snow was even heavier.
In the howling wind and heavy snow, they all knelt down and shouted, ââI kneel and invite the God of War to come out of the mountain!â
That scene shook the hearts of the people.
Tens of thousands of people kneeled and begged a reclusive God of War to come out and save the world!
Since ancient times, other than Xia qingchen, who else could it be?
However, Xia qingchenâs eyes were tightly shut, and he didnât hear anything that was happening outside the window.
He was determined to cut off his connection with the world.
Da da da-
Until several horses galloped over in the snow, staring at the strong wind.
âThe war Godâs former subordinates pay their respects to Lord Xia!â Sang Yu led a thousand soldiers and arrived late in the snow.âWar god, we are here on the orders of commander Bai to deliver this letter.â
Xia qingchen slowly opened his eyes. Bai zhantian?
It was unknown if he had distanced himself from the chaos in the southern border after being stripped of his position as commander.
As for his letter, he didnât need to think to know that it was to persuade him to leave the mountain and fight for the cool realm.
After all, Bai zhantian loved the southern border so much, and was loyal to the cool territory.
He closed his eyes again, unwilling to ask.
Until sang Yu knelt down in grief and shouted with tears in her eyes,âWar god, please take a look at commander Baiâs last words!â
The people present did not know that Bai zhantian had already requested for the Peopleâs permission to commit suicide in front of the 400000 soldiers of the lounan territory.
Sang Yu had also been on her way to the forgotten dust mound when she had heard from the commanderâs guards who had escaped from the southern heaven city that Bai zhantian had already fallen.
What?
Bai zhantian was dead?
Jun Qiye, Zhou liufang, Yao buhui, and the others âexpressions changed.
The commander who had intimidated lounan for many years had died on the battlefield?
A great sorrow swirled in their hearts.
Bai zhantianâs status in the southern border was equivalent to Xia qingchenâs status in the cool territory. He was the pillar of support for the southern border, an existence that was almost like a religion.
Was his death a sign of the decline of the cool realm?
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Sang Yu lowered her head, her tears falling like rain. Just as her vision was getting blurry, a cool breeze blew over.
The White snow in front of him flew up and blocked his vision.
In the blurriness, a figure in a blue brocade robe stood in the swirling snow with his hands behind his back.
âHe, how did he die?â The figureâs voice was a little hoarse, a little heavy, and also a little lonely.
Xia qingchen had finally shown himself.
It was hard for him to accept the fact that the old Commander-in-Chief, who was willing to be a palanquin bearer for the sake of the cool realm and lift his feet for him, had died for the country.
âThe commander used his own life in exchange for the lives of the 40000 city guards trapped in the southern heaven city. Then he reversed the star power and died in front of the enemy!â Sang Yu was excited, but even more sorrowful.
The wind and snow grew even more intense, completely blocking Xia qingchenâs figure and even blocking the expression on his face.
âWhereâs his letter?â
Sang Yu offered it with both hands, and the letter was immediately swept away by a gust of cold wind, landing in Xia qingchenâs hands.
After opening it, a letter with only a few lines came into view.
when you read this letter, perhaps I will already be dead.
âIâm sorry, this old manâs body is too weak to follow the war god and protect the southern Land. I can only stop here.â
Iâll return all the troops youâve trained to you. Theyâre all elites with potential, and only you can continue to train them!
finally, when the God of War is tired, forget the cool realm and rest well.
thatâs all I have to say. Iâm going âŠ
It turned out that Bai zhantian had already anticipated that he would perish along with the southern heaven city.
Therefore, before he died, he wrote a letter of his last words and even transferred all of sangyuâs troops back to Xia qingchenâs side, making arrangements for their funeral.
And at the end, Xia qingchenâs calm heart trembled slightly.
That old commanderâs last words werenât to ask Xia qingchen to save the mountains and rivers of the cool territory, nor to protect the millions and millions of people.
Instead, he wanted Xia qingchen to rest.
Sang Yuâs face was full of tears. my Lord, although commander Bai is dead, his body has been standing on the southern heaven city wall. He is facing the city of Liangzhou. He has not fallen.
âHe ⊠Itâs to use your back to block the enemy for the southern border!â
He said, but there was only the wind and snow in his ears, no more sound.
He raised his head and saw that Xia qingchenâs figure was nowhere to be seen in the swirling snow.
âWhereâs the God of War?â
âWhere did the Lord go?â
The crowd was filled with bewilderment. They searched in all directions, but they couldnât find Xia qingchenâs figure.
Including the thatched cottage, there was no one inside!
After a long time, they came to the peak of wangchen Hill, on the snow Peak.
In front of a snow stele, there was a clear sword mark.
The Dayan sword, which had once been frozen here, had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a faint sword cry that resounded in the sky.
In the eighth month of the Shen year, the God of War Xia qingchen drew his sword and came out of the mountain!
(Iâm busy today, one chapter, the remaining four chapters will be tomorrow)
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