The Demon Lords

Chapter 801 176: Tiger Talisman!

"Execute them all."

Zheng Fan raised his head somewhat surprised, looking at Prince Jingnan standing right in front of him.

The wind blowing at dusk carried a slight chill, mixed with moisture, occasionally brushing against his ear.

"Marquis... Prince."

Zheng Fan hesitated for a moment.

"Did you hear it?"

Tian Wujing extended his hand, pointing to the Wang River, which had thawed and resumed its flow.

"I heard it.

I heard tens of thousands of sons of Yan State crying out to me in the water, telling me they are not accustomed to swimming, saying the water is too cold, too lonely."

Zheng Fan suddenly remembered when Tian Wujing brought him to the imperial city, directly deposing the Third Prince.

When it comes to protection, this prince is the best.

Tian Wujing once told me,

"In Yan State,

our population density doesn't compare to Qian State,

our fertile land doesn't compare to Chu State,

our peaceful exterior doesn't compare to Jin State,

For hundreds of years, Yan State has relied on groups of our sons wielding sabers and charging into battle on horseback.

The court can fight as they please,

but within the army,

there must be no chaos,

and the sons' fighting spirit must not be extinguished!"

"Letting the Chu people leave, fine;

but letting them leave, who?"

If the Blue Luan Army returns home peacefully like this, then what about the revenge for the thousands of Yan Army sons killed by the Chu or drowned in the Wang River?

Some words are stuck in Zheng Fan's throat, unable to be said.

Killing captives is ominous,

breaking alliances is a major taboo,

The reason I haven't said it,

is because I know Tian Wujing doesn't care about these things.

When he swore before the two armies to the Chu Zhuguai, for him, it wasn't a threat from fate but rather a fate he had chosen for himself.

"Zheng Fan."

"Here, Your Highness."

"Go do it."

"I... accept the order!"

Zheng Fan slowly stood up;

"Blood will splatter on you, but the guilt remains with me."

This means that a soldier's honor, foundation, and qualifications all require the enemy's blood to forge;

Take it all;

This guilt, I, Tian Wujing, will bear it.

"My lord, that's not what I meant, I just don't want you in the end…"

Don't you see the miserable end White Qi met?

If Zheng Fan could choose, he truly wishes Tian Wujing would simply rebel. Despite unfavorable outcomes, at least it could be a straightforward decision.

If failing, it would at least be a mighty attempt. If nothing else, he could continue the inns selling human meat buns with the demons.

But he understands Tian Wujing would never rebel against Yan.

Soon,

Zheng Fan bowed his hands:

"Please issue Prince Jingnan's order!"

The Jingnan Army does not obey the imperial command, only the Southern Marquis' order, and now it is the Prince Jingnan's command.

This time Zheng Fan did not bring his own troops. To command the surrounding Jingnan Army, he needs this token, essentially the "Tiger Talisman."

Tian Wujing shook his head slightly,

said:

"No."

...

"Food! Food!"

"Food! Food!"

"We want food! Food!"

"Quickly give us food, food!"

The Chu army, almost all out of the city, sat on the ground, shouting for food from the surrounding Yan people.

This was agreed upon in the alliance; the Chu army would withdraw from Jade Plate City, but on returning home, the Yan people must provide necessary food.

These Chu soldiers had endured hunger for months inside the city. Now, laying down their weapons, they naturally couldn't started marching immediately, desperately longing for food to quell their hunger.

Qu TianNan rode his horse, standing at the front of the line; this horse between his legs was one of the few left in this Chu army, as the others had long been killed for meat.

The Chu State envoy Jingyang actively sought out Mao Mingcai,

"Master Mao, our Chu army is out of the city, where is the food?"

"This…"

Mao Mingcai hesitated a moment and then replied:

"I've already sent someone to hurry it."

"Master Mao, how long has it been? These soldiers have been starving for so long; if they don't eat soon, many will faint or even starve to death!"

This is not an exaggeration; while guarding within the city, many did endure hunger, maintaining only a fleeting vigor.

Now the alliance is complete, the soldiers relaxed outside, easily leading to problems.

"Chu envoy, don't worry, I'll send someone to hurry it again."

At this moment,

Zheng Fan rode his Pixiu over.

At this time, Lord Zheng appeared a bit disoriented.

While he was no longer the Wu Xia Ah Meng of the past and experienced many battles big and small, killing captives, especially on such a large scale, was indeed a first for him.

On the battlefield, it's either you die or I live. To be honest, killing and watching a large number of people being killed doesn't really bring psychological pressure.

Even,

I feel a slight thrill in my heart.

But as far as my eyes can reach, the Chu people sitting in patches on the ground, shouting for food, have already laid down their weapons.

At this moment,

Zheng Fan seemingly returned to that night on the outskirts of Yanjing in the Tian Residence.

Standing beside Lord Jingnan,

Lord Jingnan uttered:

"Not a chicken or dog shall survive."

Why,

when encountering such situations, am I always beside Tian Wujing?

These complex emotions are not Zheng Fan being pretentious. Human emotions and likings are truly a multi-faceted thing, never just a flat plane. If it were just a flat universe, things would be much simpler.