Chapter 332: Great Warlord 8 (2/2)



Xiao Heng's eyes grew even more respectful. "Marshal Fang, the outside world has spread rumors that you robbed tombs, burned forests, and massacred innocent people. From my perspective today, these are all rumors! I will definitely clear your name!"

Even though Fang Zhiyi was thick-skinned, he kept waving his hands: "Hey, hey, hey, that's not necessary. What they said is indeed true."

The transfer of power was simple. Fang Zhiyi gave the order and encountered almost no resistance. The only ones who showed resistance were Wang Biao and the people of Anning. Xiao Heng even wanted to ask Fang Zhiyi to be the governor of Anning, but Fang Zhiyi refused. He said that he was old and tired and just wanted to enjoy his old age.

When Xiao Heng, led by Fang Yaozu, arrived at the arsenal outside Anning City, he was shocked again.

"Kiss him, we're making preparations. To be honest, even if you force us, we can still make you suffer heavy losses." Fang Yaozu said in a deep voice.

Xiao Heng nodded, his heart filled with joy and the other party's understanding admiration.

I didn't expect that Fang Zhiyi, the most difficult warlord rumored by the outside world, was actually such a person. I couldn't even imagine what kind of tyrant he would be in other eras!

The following year, Xiao Heng, who had unified the north, joined the Xia army. The Xia Kingdom launched a counterattack. An Ning, which had developed the best, provided countless logistical support to the Xia army. Later, many young generals of the Xia army also came out from here. They all respectfully called Fang Zhiyi their teacher.

The following year, Cao Wenjie was captured. He always took being aware of current events as his motto, but he died in prison without revealing any useful information.

In that year, Wang Biao died in battle. He led his subordinates to fight a battle of 10,000 to 50,000 to capture the city, and as a result, the army recaptured the key city.

Two years later, Zhao Dezhu was wounded and carried off the front line. As for Fang Yaozu, no one heard from him.

The war was a complete victory and the whole country of Xia was jubilant.

Zhao Dezhu returned to Fang Zhiyi's side. Fang Zhiyi had aged rapidly at this time. Looking at Zhao Dezhu who had lost an arm, Fang Zhiyi jokingly said, "Fortunately, you are left-handed."

Zhao Dezhu smiled innocently, but thinking of Fang Yaozu who had no news, Zhao Dezhu fell silent again.

Fang Zhiyi seemed to know everything and didn't care at all.

Xiao Heng arrived late after Fang Zhiyi passed away. He held a box of ashes and knelt in front of Fang Zhiyi's tombstone with a sad look on his face, his eyes full of grief.

Fang Yaozu led his troops to block the enemy at the three passes and launched a bitter battle that lasted for several months. During this period, the reinforcements were blocked. The troops led by Fang Yaozu (the troops under the command of Fang Zhiyi) held on for several months and fought until there were less than ten people left.

His subordinates advised Fang Yaozu to escape, but Fang Yaozu shouted that he had already let down Elder An Ning, and if he escaped this time, he would have no face to face his ancestors again, so he would rather die than retreat!

In the end, Fang Yaozu died in battle holding a military flag. According to the survivors, he kowtowed three times in the direction of An Ning before his death, then stood up, holding the military flag, and his body did not fall.

Before the enemy army occupied the city, the reinforcements rushed in and wiped out the remaining enemy troops in one fell swoop, thus securing victory.

Some people say that Fang Yaozu kowtowed to his own parents, after all, it was not a way to show filial piety.

Only Fang Zhiyi knew that it was not the case. The bastard finally realized how many lives he owed.

"What a pity that we can't kill him twice more." Fang Zhiyi shook his head.

Xiao Hei looked at the tombstone people had erected for Fang Yaozu: "He was a second-generation rich kid, but at least he was a qualified soldier in this life."

"Hmph." Fang Zhiyi snorted coldly, "A raw piece of barbecued pork is better than this thing."

But Xiao Hei still saw him take another sneak peek at the tombstone.

"Let's go."

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