An Jing frowned, "Suddenly appeared from the mountains?"
"Yes. Because they were masked, we don’t know what they look like, and as soon as the Chilin soldiers surrendered, they left."
Thinking about how Xiao Changyi was looking at Gong Juechen just now, An Jing frowned, "You suspect... it’s Gong Juechen’s people?"
Xiao Changyi nodded.
An Jing laughed softly, "How do you always manage to suspect him?"
Xiao Changyi sighed lightly, "Rather than suspecting it’s him, I worry it might be him."
An Jing understood what Xiao Changyi ant and instantly fell silent. If Gong Juechen has no power, it’s truly just like this; he could be at peace with Su Chengyu, but if he has power, the greater his power, the more Su Chengyu will fear him, and then peace would be hard to achieve.
...
In the evening, just as An Jing and Xiao Changyi were preparing to leave the posthouse for Jingye City, ng Zhuqing hurriedly ca to find them.
"Your Highness."
Xiao Changyi remained silent.
Instead, An Jing asked, "What’s the matter?"
ng Zhuqing did not speak imdiately.
An Jing and Xiao Changyi instantly understood, so they returned to their room again, with Qin Yi and Tobanya guarding the door to prevent eavesdropping.
Once the door was closed, ng Zhuqing walked up to Xiao Changyi and An Jing and respectfully reported, "When disposing of those bodies, I found that the wounds of the soldiers killed by the black-clad n are identical to the sword wounds found on the bandits at Everlasting Mountain back then."
The implication is that this group of black-clad n is likely the sa group who massacred the bandit den at Everlasting Mountain.
Upon hearing this, An Jing imdiately looked at Xiao Changyi.
Xiao Changyi first frowned tightly before he looked at An Jing. After exchanging a rather complex glance with An Jing, Xiao Changyi spoke, "This matter must not be disclosed to anyone."
ng Zhuqing imdiately clasped his fist, "Understood!"
After ng Zhuqing left, An Jing and Xiao Changyi said nothing about this issue. There was nothing left to say; now they only hoped those people were not Gong Juechen’s.
With this matter buried in their hearts, An Jing and Xiao Changyi went to Jingye City.
By the ti they reached Jingye City, night had fallen, but the city was quite bright due to the many bonfires and torches.
After winning a great victory, the soldiers who had fought in previous battles were very excited, already accustod to such scenes.
Ye Zhi and the female soldiers, however, were not able to get excited.
Initially, when they won, the female soldiers were quite happy and excited, but now, having cald down, though they were still happy, they felt uneasy, their mood quite oppressive.
They had seen too many dead bodies today.
Nearly four hundred thousand.
It truly felt like rivers of blood.
But they also understood that war is like this; it’s either you die or I perish. They did not sympathize with the deceased Chilin soldiers; they were just very unaccustod to such scenes.
After all, it was their first ti.
Today was Ye Zhi’s first experience on an ancient battlefield. In the past, she had seen dead people but never so many dead bodies. Outwardly she appeared calm and composed, but inwardly she also felt a bit oppressed.
An Jing noticed Ye Zhi and the female soldiers’ unease and first pursed her lips before walking over to them with a smile, saying, "I heard you were very brave today."
The female soldiers wanted to smile at An Jing, but their smiles were quite forced.
Ye Zhi steadied herself and then, with a carefree deanor, said with a smile, "We have to be brave, otherwise, we would only be slaughtered."
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