Chapter 380 No one involved will be spared
When the news reached the Putan military camp, the atmosphere immediately became tense.
Even the most carefree Su Wu noticed something different and his eyes turned red with excitement.
There was no morning exercise as usual this morning.
All the camps gathered at the training ground. The general put on his armor and cloak, and at a command, the army immediately pressed towards the border.
The border between the two countries is divided only by a dug ditch, with vast shallow waters on both sides.
In March, spring comes and everything comes back to life and the ice and snow melt.
The ice that had frozen on the surface of the river in the shallows for the whole winter broke into pieces and melted away, being carried away into the distance by the gurgling water.
Fresh green grass grew on the river bank.
When the cavalry lined up on the river bank and faced each other, the greedy horses would always lower their necks and eat all the tender sprouts in front of them.
There was a ditch, and the armies of two countries, each commander leading 20,000 soldiers, were only a few miles apart.
Looking up, you can see the opposing army ready for battle.
This time, eight new recruits came along, and the old man who was supposed to be cooking in the kitchen also changed into a soldier's uniform and quietly followed the team to fish in troubled waters.
"Brothers and sisters, can you see what's ahead? I can't see anything!" Bing'er was not tall and was squeezed in the camp. The soldiers in front of her were all tall and strong. Even if she stood on tiptoe, she could only see the back of their heads.
Little Wheat Ear looked even more dejected, as she was the shortest among the eight people!
Even Bing'er couldn't see what was happening ahead, let alone her.
The old man was short, but he wasn't depressed. He had already jumped onto Bai Yu's back, and was half a head taller than the others. His field of vision was extremely broad. "Ouch! Ouch! That Broken Blade guy is heading over alone! There's also a man and a horse running over from the opposite side! Grandpa bets it's that bastard Wen Renjing coming! Don't panic, don't panic! Wen Renjing is no match for Broken Blade! During the fight in Yan Gu, Broken Blade chopped that bastard's Hongyuan Sword in two with one strike! He won't stand a chance!"
Bai Yu's facial features twitched slightly. "Grandpa Du, we're not nervous. Relax first and stop pinching my shoulders! I'm still injured!"
"Who pinched you? You are so young that you can't even bear the pain! Your wound has healed a long time ago, do you think grandpa doesn't know? You just pretend to be pitiful to Tianbao!" The old man's mind was all on the two commanders of the army who might fight, and he ruthlessly exposed the white wolf dog's disguise.
Bai Yu tilted his head and explained to the girl beside him, "Tianbao, my wound is not fully healed."
Tian Bao glanced at him sideways and said, "It was all right on the first day of training with the veterans."
"..." The young man blinked, "I can still explain."
"Don't make trouble, I will be distracted."
"oh."
Tianbao quickly returned his gaze to the front, paying close attention to the two people who were meeting.
This distance is not very good. It is beyond the range of her space, so she cannot use pear needles or hidden weapons.
If the two of them really fought, she would have to fly over to help immediately.
Uncle Duan Dao is skilled in martial arts, but he is too upright and may not be able to avoid Wen Ren Jing's schemes.
The two commanders faced each other, each riding on a fine horse.
The wind on the riverbank in early spring was still strong, blowing up the cloaks of the two generals. Amid the fierce wind, the atmosphere remained tense and stiff.
"Broken Dao?" Wen Renjing held the reins and his sharp eyes fell on Broken Dao.
After changing out of his casual clothes and putting on military uniform, the general looked even more cold-blooded and inviolable.
Broken Blade met his opponent's gaze and opened his mouth, "I am Yuan Yao, King of Mobei. Dai Viet and Beixiang have lived in peace for many years. Are you suddenly sending troops here to cause trouble and disturb the peace of the people at the border? Have you, King of Mobei, forgotten the border treaty between the two countries?"
"No, I have absolutely no intention of offending Daiyue and starting a rebellion this time. However, a few months ago, some thieves escaped from my Beixiang Shu Road and hid in Daiyue Putan. I want to bring them back to Beixiang. General Yuan, can you please lend me a passage?"
"The Yuan army has been camped here for several months, but hasn't seen the little thief Your Highness mentioned. Perhaps you've missed him. Your Highness should return to Beixiang to investigate. We will not allow the armies of other countries to set foot on the border of Dai Viet."
"General, are you going to protect those people?"
"Yuan, I don't know what Your Highness is talking about. I only see the Beixiang army intending to draw swords. Your Highness, have you thought it through? Do you really want to start a war?"
The two horses kicked their hooves back and forth in front of the ditch, but never crossed the line.
Wen Renjing stared at the broken blade for a moment, his eyes fell on the Yuan family army who were waiting for orders and their morale was high. After a moment, his thin lips raised and he smiled lightly twice.
"I never act rashly. I conducted a thorough investigation before leading my troops here. A border resident reported seeing eight thieves sneaking into the Dai Viet border." He paused, then continued, "After the general's words, I've considered it. I certainly wouldn't have missed anything. So, the ones who missed it were the border residents who reported it."
He looked at the broken knife, raised his right hand and made a slight gesture.
A few dozen feet behind him, the Beixiang Army immediately made a small movement.
Soon, a column of armored Beixiang soldiers, accompanied by dozens of civilians in coarse linen clothes, came forward and stopped ten feet behind the commander.
"You dare to report false information to me and mislead my dynasty to send troops to the border of Daiyue. This is intended to provoke disputes between the two countries. You are undoubtedly a spy. You deserve to be killed." The voice of the King of Mobei was low and indifferent, and he made another gesture.
The Beixiang Army immediately raised their swords and swung them down.
More than twenty people were arrested, and half of them died with just one gesture.
The remaining people screamed and cried for mercy.
Around them, silver armor gleamed in the early spring sunshine, but the reflected silver light was colder and more indifferent than the ice frozen in the cold winter of December.
The sky was filled with shrill and desperate cries and shouts.
The veins on the back of Broken Blade's hand that was holding the reins were bulging, and his black eyes were extremely dark.
Everyone in Yuan Jiajun's army had already turned red-eyed.
The people being slaughtered like animals in front of their eyes were innocent and unarmed civilians!
No matter whether those people are from Dai Viet, Beixiang, or relocated from other countries, they are all ordinary people!
If two armies want to fight, they should fight. It is shameless for the King of Mobei to use the people as a pretext to achieve his goals!
The King of Mobei had a calm expression. The cries and pleas for mercy, the grief and despair did not move him in the slightest.
He looked at the broken knife, his eyebrows slightly raised, and asked, "General Yuan, did they really miss it?"
Duan Dao's lips were almost pursed into a straight line, his tall and straight body became stiff due to excessive repression, and murderous aura emanated from his body.
"It seems like I really missed it. Damn it then."
As soon as the commander gave the order, the soldiers raised their swords and slashed, and blood spurted out in the sunlight again.
The water in the shallow and clear river was stained with blood, turning into a rich red, which was gradually diluted by the water flow.
The King of Mobei tilted his head and glanced back, as if surprised to see someone still alive. "A bunch of spies with ill intentions, why keep them alive? Kill them, and then send someone to investigate their backgrounds. No one will be spared!"
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