The old man grimaced, having no desire to say anything more.
He had fought for forty years, was it really to protect people like this?
Unable to suppress his sorrow, he burst into tears.
In battle, charging into the fray, the people suffer, while the soldiers bravely lay down their lives.
Yet soone, at this ti, sneaks into the city’s treasury, taking gold and silver, chatting and laughing, leisurely and serene. Compared to the grim situation outside, Li Guanyi felt a surge of anger.
The state of affairs has co to this!
Such a critical mont!
And there are still people like this? Such people dare to profit in this manner?!
After all, it was Erlang’s domain, suppressing this fire within, he spoke slowly word by word:
"The people’s goods taken by the army, I shall provide relief to the civilians."
"Additionally, this city now belongs to , what do you intend to do?"
"Drop everything imdiately and withdraw, and you may still escape punishnt."
The attendant laughed and said: "Punishnt?"
"My young master can be considered a cousin to Lord Duke if spoken of, with a high status, even if Mr. Yuwen himself cos, he must show respect of an uncle to you..."
He glanced at Li Guanyi, sneering slightly: "Just a fierce general under Mr. Yuwen’s command, how can you be so disrespectful as this? In regard to your rits, without knowing this Daying’s noble distinction, it’s better for you to withdraw quickly..."
Li Guanyi’s right hand dropped, grasping the knife at his waist.
The attendant snorted coldly, saying: "Just a martial man, do you know of a thousand-year-old noble family, giving these things to these commoners, what are you thinking? What, do you dare to draw your blade? Co, here is my neck, if you have the guts then..."
Before he finished speaking, a flash of the blade, the head already shot into the sky, spurred by blood.
Li Guanyi’s blade was stained with blood, the surrounding soldiers were all shocked, the bloody stench and aura surged, and Li Guanyi only felt a clarity of mind, all those thoughts of Duke’s sches, all those deep concerns, ambitions of family, all smoothed over.
To hell with their alliance, to hell with playing to their tune!
I am not fighting for the aristocrats!
Duke Li, old bastard, do you still wish to bind with your tricks?
Li Guanyi called out: "Xuanjia Army."
"Subdue these people!"
"Yes!"
Already these valiant n drew their swords to suppress, these n, with high martial skill yet lacking matching Military rit, made it clear they were precisely the thorns in the side from the border troops, who themselves were symbols of bravery and stubbornness.
These Xuanjia Army were the most thorny of thorns, long displeased with the noble families’ troops, having twice charged the line to save lives, all of the Xuanjia were sincerely convinced by Li Guanyi, who imdiately acted to suppress.
Li Guanyi turned and asked the squad leader: "Whose young master is this man?"
The squad leader’s face was pale, his body trembling: "He, he... is the young master Li Xuanye..."
Li Guanyi gave a nod, stooped partially to kneel, tying a bandage on the knee of the old man who was knocked down in the earlier conflict, saying: "Old man, wait a mont, I’ll seek justice."
The old man grasped Li Guanyi’s sleeve, saying: "It’s enough, enough..."
Li Guanyi replied: "Not enough."
He arose when a voice suddenly called out: "General, where are you going?"
Li Guanyi replied: "To seek justice, you stay here." The man, however, grinned, thirty-so years of age, a body like a steel fortress, wielding a heavy horse spear, a border rogue soldier of the fifth level.
Having several tis held the position of Thousand-man Commander but removed for quarreling with superiors, he was precisely that Yuchi Xiong, who said: "Where the General goes, I will accompany and protect."
Li Guanyi replied: "Good!"
Only the two of them, seizing horses, charged straight towards where the Duke and clansn were, Yuchi Xiong laughed heartily, wielding a heavy weapon like a wolf fang club to push everyone aside as Li Guanyi rushed directly at this Li Xuanye.
Li Xuanye was holding a glass of fine grape wine, contemplating his departure with all this city’s gold and silver, thinking it not a loss. After all, afterwards the city would surely be plundered by the chaotic Western Regions, and no one would know of these matters.
There was also military rit from the victorious campaign, though it involved so hardship, still worthwhile.
While thinking, he heard the commotion outside, and was stunned when he saw a fierce general, clad in mountain pattern armor, riding towards him, before Li Xuanye could greet him, he saw the man’s hand raise a spear and thrust directly without hesitation!
Li Xuanye wanted to dodge, how could he escape?!
Already skewered through the throat, the spearhead piercing the wall behind, grape wine cup fell to the ground, shattered to pieces, Li Xuanye, unbelieving, reached out his hands, fumbling at the spear in his neck, feeling only dread.
With such a commotion, people outside had already arrived and seeing this scene, all turned pale, Xiahou Duan said: "What are you doing?!"
He, cunning and deep, said: "What cri has Li Xuanye committed?"
Li Guanyi, his battle spear pressing on, nearly pinning Li Xuanye there, said: "Illegally seized goods from the city’s warehouse during war, privately plundered gold and silver, disturbing the military’s morale during battle."
Xiahou Duan was silent for a long while, then said: "If it’s disturbing the military’s morale, he naturally deserves to die. But what thing was done to disturb the military’s morale?"
Li Guanyi understood.
The first few were cris, but in the eyes of these aristocratic clann, none of this was particularly serious.
Li Xuanye seed to see Duke Li’s silhouette, reaching out, blood gushing from his wound, murmuring: "Brother, save ..."
Brother has arrived, with spirit pills, he could still live!
He could live!
Duke Li’s contrivances, the conflict between the Western Regions and the Central Plains, the abandoned people, soldiers, and even at this ti, still thinking of looting gold and silver, the shenanigans of the aristocratic clans, nurous matters burned in Li Guanyi’s chest like fire.
Exploded.
Want to live?
Dreaming!
Li Guanyi’s wrist moved.
The spear swept, directly slicing open half the neck!
Blood spilled to the ground, scarlet and grim, shocking everyone, Li Guanyi turned, his body clad in dark mountain pattern armor, his spear planted into the earth, looking at the generals before him, lowering his gaze, he said: "What kind of military morale?"
"It’s not in line with my heart."
"So what?"
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