The last word in the Book of Life and Death had been written and it no longer shone. Zhang Mingtu could feel a sense of loss as he looked at it.
There was a huge regret and anger filling my chest.
Victory was at hand. If only Jinzhou nearby could spare a few troops, if only that Tianyuan cannon hadn't been captured, if only those captured people hadn't fired, or had deflected their cannons even slightly, if only...
There are countless ifs, but there are no ifs on the battlefield.
After a fierce battle, the enemy suffered tens of thousands of casualties, but they still gritted their teeth and persevered, annihilating this group of the most elite soldiers from Daxia.
Zhang Mingtu wanted to find an excuse for the border, but based on his understanding, all this was most likely done with the tacit consent of the commander who was the lord of the border, and the probability was very high.
Everyone knew that this group of the most elite soldiers was used to replace them.
Therefore, all the border guards had a reason to watch the dying person die without helping, not to mention that there were military orders from above, so they were more willing to obey and everything was legal.
Everyone is thinking about their own interests, and there is not a single problem to be found from beginning to end. Whether in terms of policy or behavior, everyone is fine.
"Damn!"
But Zhang Mingtu felt a huge oppression in his heart.
This time he died in battle outside the city of Jinzhou. Compared with his previous deaths, he could be said to have no regrets this time. He even felt a sense of honor and glory to die in battle with the more than 7,000 Qi family soldiers.
Beisu was surrounded by enemy troops and organized several counterattacks, even reaching the enemy's central army flag, forcing the enemy into firing at artillerymen who had just been captured and were not sure whether they had surrendered.
From any perspective, these more than 7,000 soldiers are the elite among the elite of Daxia, the aces among aces.
As a result, such an extremely elite army was watched to die because of the internal friction of Daxia.
Zhang Mingtu had no regrets about his own death, but he watched the situation of the battle being reversed at the most critical moment and watched this army being annihilated.
Seeing the northern barbarians sending troops at all costs and killing all the soldiers, he felt great regret and grief.
Even though he didn't know that group of top elite warriors from all over Daxia before, the coordinated actions between them on the battlefield was the best way to get familiar with them.
After reading the Book of Life and Death, it took Zhang Mingtu more than half an hour to come out of that intense emotion.
But whenever he thinks about it, he still has strong emotional fluctuations. This is because there are too many overly strong emotions that cannot be reflected on him through the Book of Life and Death.
"I have come to understand the role of the Book of Life and Death..."
Most of the messy and fragmented memories were erased by the Book of Life and Death, but at this moment Zhang Mingtu's body and mind still felt like they had experienced a severe shock, and his whole body was covered in sweat.
There is an extremely strong thought in my mind.
"The northern border..."
After a long time, Zhang Mingtu finally collected his thoughts and slowly uttered four words.
This time, this brother's experience was extremely eventful.
He successfully broke through the ceiling of being born in a poor family, and was promoted directly to a general in the army from a humble background.
His lifetime cultivation is also the highest among the many brothers who are brave enough to venture into the future. When he performs the Great Sutra of the Three Lives to Resolve Grievances and the Sutra of the Original Vow of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, he can fight against the top masters.
It can be said that this brother has the most glorious life among all the brothers.
But his life as a whole was quite frustrating. He tried his best to wipe out the Japanese pirates in the south and wiped out their base. However, the Japanese pirates came out on top and were treated as guests of honor by the government.
It's incredibly infuriating and frustrating.
He was not discouraged by such an environment. After in-depth study at Longxing Martial Arts Academy, he went to the northern border to serve Daxia.
But the situation at the northern border is even more distressing. After working diligently and fighting at the border for many years, there is still no way to get promoted.
The final promotion was due to a thousand-year-old ginseng. The brave warrior who was originally guarding the border was secretly making deals with the northern barbarians and nurturing the enemy to protect himself.
After taking great pains to inform the court of the relevant intelligence, he ended up having his border breached, and ultimately died at the hands of the northern barbarians along with the most elite soldiers from all over Daxia.
“It really makes me angry just thinking about it…”
Zhang Mingtu thought about it and felt a breath rushing straight to his head.
Such frustrating and infuriating things happened to him one after another.
The harder you try, the more disappointments you get.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of Rui Hai who retired and returned to his hometown.
Ruihai's experience is considered legendary by many brothers.
It is truly legendary that he could become the governor of a state despite being a juren. He was upright and honest time and time again, and refused to bribe his superiors, but still stepped into the forefront and became more courageous with each setback.
Over the years, Ruihai has suffered no less setbacks and stimulations than his brother who is making his way in the future.
"As expected, the man who can write the best memorial in the world has a breadth of mind and courage far beyond the reach of others."
Zhang Mingtu sighed, then collected his thoughts and stared at the Book of Life and Death.
In the Book of Life and Death, the most profound part of the future brother's memory in this round still appeared on the paper.
The first thing that emerged was the map of the Japanese pirate base in Jiujiang County and its internal personnel structure.
After the raid by the Embroidered Uniform Guard, the corresponding top-secret intelligence was exposed. Zhang Mingtu easily learned all of this when he visited Xue Cheng.
Zhang Mingtu hurriedly took note and continued reading.
The second round that emerged was a map of the unexplored northern barbarians outside the northern border.
The map is quite precise and detailed, and it also thoughtfully marks the migration of the northern barbarian tribes over the years.
Even at the end of the map, the future brother was very considerate and marked it.
"I've never spotted the last group of people who came out of the White Mountains and Black Waters before, but I've explored most areas of the White Mountains and Black Snows. I suspect they came from an island outside of the White Waters..."
There are also several overseas islands drawn in the corners of the map, which are the parts that the future brother has not fully explored.
"Finally, if you have time, you might as well go to Fuzhou in the south to visit Qi Guangji..."
Having written this, the writer paused slightly.
Although he didn't say much, an image of a middle-aged general covered in blood, wearing armor, with a bloody face and an unyielding look naturally appeared in Zhang Mingtu's eyes.
He was the leader of the most elite group of people who were transferred to the northern border more than ten years later. Like Zhang Mingtu, he died in battle at the border.
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