Chapter 424 They Can't Win
"Wow--!"
Just as everyone was stunned and almost unable to react, a scream suddenly came from the side.
Shang Ruyi hurriedly looked down and saw that it was Shan Tong'er. He looked at the tragic scene in front of him, his dark and bright eyes were shocked, his face turned pale, and he suddenly bent over and vomited up everything he had eaten.
"Good boy!"
Shang Ruyi quickly squatted down to help him up, and at the same time, she reached out with her other hand and gently patted his back.
It's Nie Chong.
He turned his gaze away from the mound of corpses, his face pale, but he couldn't care less about himself at this moment. He patted Shan Tong'er's back to help her catch her breath and said softly, "I told you, eat less."
"I, I..."
Shan Tong'er seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't say anything. His eyes were red and tears were streaming down his face. His body, which was originally as strong as a calf, was now trembling uncontrollably.
He was clearly terrified.
Although this child has experienced quite a bit, and even served as the ninth leader of Wanggang Village, he may have participated in the fighting and even witnessed killings. However, the true brutality of war is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. In fact, when Shang Ruyi recalled her first meeting with Yuwen Yuan, she praised him with the words "Divine bow shakes the Dragon Gate, corpses are built into a Jingguan," and it was these two sentences that won Yuwen Yuan's favor and allowed her marriage to be changed smoothly.
At that time, she only thought of such a great hero who quelled rebellions and killed enemies, brave and fearless, but she did not expect that behind those few words was such a tragic situation.
Jingguan (a mound of corpses), I never knew it was such a cruel thing.
A feeling of indescribable conflict and pain welled up in Shang Ruyi's heart. She couldn't help but raise her head and look at Yuwen Ye, who was standing at the front.
Compared to the shock of those around him, he remained remarkably calm. One hand rested on the wall, his gaze coldly fixed on the increasingly clear and terrifying mound of corpses in the sunlight. At this moment, one could even see streams of blood flowing down from the mountain of corpses, staining half the river red.
A gust of wind blew by, and the shimmering waves on the river seemed to be tinged with a deep crimson hue.
A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood—this is what a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood looks like!
And that gust of wind, carrying the stench of corpses, swept in once more.
Immediately, more people on the city wall began to gag. Several people, unable to contain themselves any longer, covered their mouths and rushed down the wall to vomit. The sounds of vomiting were amplified countless times between the city walls, echoing in everyone's ears like thunder.
Shang Ruyi raised her head again, and all around her were pale and lifeless faces. Although some people were still holding back from vomiting and crying, their eyes were completely broken, unable to hide the fear that arose from their hearts. That fear slowly spread on the city wall, and with the stench of corpses, it gradually swept through the entire Fufeng.
The people here have broken down.
At this moment, Shang Ruyi's heart sank—this was the even bigger blow that Yuwen Ye had mentioned before.
The annihilation of 80,000 troops was ultimately just a matter of words spoken by the messenger. These people only knew that 80,000 troops had died and could no longer participate in the battle, but once they heard the news, that was it.
But the scene before us is different.
This mound of corpses, built from the bodies of 80,000 soldiers, allows them to clearly see the cruelty of war and makes them truly understand what the outcome would be if Fufeng, having lost 80,000 men, were to confront Xue Xian again.
This is perhaps the fate of everyone standing here!
Shang Ruyi subconsciously stepped forward: "Feng Chen!"
Only then did Yuwen Ye slowly turn around. In the sunlight, his handsome face was devoid of any warmth as he calmly looked at the people around him.
He asked, "You saw everything clearly?"
...
No one could answer him.
Who else can't see clearly?
Those pale faces and pairs of desperate eyes pierced through the clouds and became even clearer under the sunlight illuminating the earth. They seemed like ghosts trapped in hell, utterly hopeless.
But there are still some people watching him.
If everyone is in despair and has fallen into hell, then this Grand General who assists the state should be their only hope, because the court has entrusted Fufeng to him and also entrusted him with the heavy responsibility of resisting Xue Xian. He should have a way to deal with it and the ability to save all the defeated hearts.
So, at this moment, more and more people looked up, their eyes sparkling as they looked at him.
What will he say?
What else can he do for the people here, for this Fufeng County?
Just as everyone's gaze reflected the sunlight, radiating intense heat as they looked at Yuwen Ye, Shang Ruyi also held her breath—she remembered Yuwen Ye saying that when he first heard the news of the annihilation of 80,000 troops, it wasn't time to boost morale, because there would be an even greater blow in Fufeng, and no matter how resilient a person is, they can't withstand such repeated blows.
Now, isn't it time for him to boost morale?
Thinking of this, Shang Ruyi clenched her fists, her palms almost entirely covered in cold sweat, and looked at him nervously.
But Yuwen Ye's face remained unchanged, cold and stern, and even his unfathomable eyes were devoid of any light. He looked at the soldiers around him, who were shrouded in a heavy aura of death, and said indifferently, "You've all seen clearly, so go down now."
"...!?"
Shang Ruyi's eyes widened suddenly!
What? !
He just lets the people here continue like this?
At this point, with everyone witnessing this horrific scene and morale so low it was on the verge of collapse, he still remained silent? Wouldn't this mean the entire force would lose its fighting capacity? How could he then lead these men, let alone win the war?
Not only her, but Mu Xian and Cheng Qiao, who were standing to the side, also looked surprised and stared at Yuwen Ye in disbelief.
But he still didn't take any other action, he just waved his hand.
This time, everyone seemed to sense something—it had come to this point, and perhaps even the great general had given up.
If that's the case, then what reason do they have not to give up?
Thinking of this, these people no longer hesitated. In fact, many of them couldn't stay on the city wall any longer and turned around to walk down the wall. They kept sighing, and the sighs that rose and fell together seemed like a heavy sigh, plunging this war that hadn't even started into the abyss of defeat.
They can't win.
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