Chapter 370: Give me a coffin, a nice one
This battle has been going on for two days and it has been very difficult. If the soldiers from the Southern Kingdom who were hiding in the dark had not suddenly appeared and turned the tide of the battle, it would have been very difficult for Western Chu and the Southern Kingdom to win this battle.
At the moment the war was declared over, Jiujiu, holding the Liuguangqin and smiling with a dirty face, suddenly fainted on the ground.
“Ninety-nine…”
As soon as Dijiang announced the end of the war, he came to Jiujiu, and saw Jiujiu fainted.
He flew forward quickly and hugged Jiujiu.
The little girl was afraid of blood. Even though she had her eyes covered, her nostrils plugged, and she had been playing the Liuguangqin for two days, she was still somewhat affected by the bloodiness of the battlefield.
It's a miracle that she can hold on until now.
Di Jiang held Jiujiu in his arms and wanted to help wipe her dirty face, but his hands were also dirty and his body was covered in blood. He could only withdraw his hands regretfully and wait to go back and wash them.
He picked up Jiujiu and shuttled through the smoke. Behind him, the war was still burning. Many people were dead and injured, and the scene was in a mess.
At this moment, someone else came to report something to Jiujiu, but Jiujiu had fainted.
The man looked at Dijiang, hesitant to speak. Dijiang held Jiujiu and stopped, "Just say it if you want to."
"Yes, it was the soldiers from Mobei who suddenly attacked the capital of Western Chu. The princess's mother and the thirteenth prince, they, they..."
"What happened to Concubine Jia?" Di Jiang asked nervously.
He had also received favor from Concubine Jia in the past. Now that he heard that something might happen to Concubine Jia, how could he not be worried.
"Empress Jia is fine."
"However, the Third Prince and the Thirteenth Prince were abducted by several fierce Mobei people in order to protect Concubine Jia and the Thirteenth Prince's wife. Their whereabouts are unknown."
"What?"
Dijiang's good mood after winning the battle suddenly disappeared.
He looked at Jiujiu in his arms with an extremely heavy expression.
One of the two men was Jiujiu's biological brother, and the other treated Jiujiu very well. Now, both of them have been abducted by the people of Mobei, and their lives and deaths are uncertain.
If Jiujiu knew about this, she would definitely be very upset and anxious.
"Chu Yang..." Di Jiang ordered Chu Yang to check the whereabouts of the two men immediately, but not to make it public for the time being. Jiujiu was physically damaged after this battle, so he should wait until she recovers before doing anything else.
Chuyang went to do some work.
Dijiang carried Jiujiu to her tent to rest, and ordered people to find a woman from a nearby village to help her wash.
He went to help find people and deal with post-war matters.
If the dead bodies are not handled in time, they will cause plague and harm the surrounding people.
Deal with the body first.
On General Zhou Ye's side, he and the eldest prince were also busy dealing with the corpses.
The two of them had no time to rest for the time being, they just listened to the story that the Western Chu capital was attacked by the people from Mobei.
At this moment, General Zhou Ye finally understood why Jiujiu had tried every means to get him to transfer troops back to defend the imperial capital.
Jiujiu did nothing wrong.
This girl is thoughtful and intuitive, she is extraordinary.
At this moment, General Zhou Ye was watching people clearing the bodies on the battlefield while hesitatingly saying to the eldest prince, "Eldest Prince, the princess was right before. I admire her very much and I have a new respect for her."
"She is as good as any prince of Western Chu. She is great."
"I was wrong."
General Zhou Ye admitted his mistakes immediately, which was quite straightforward.
"But..." General Zhou Ye continued: "If it happens again, I will still do the same thing." He was still unwilling to dispatch troops back.
The eldest prince personally experienced how difficult this battle was to fight and how hard it was to win, so he understood why General Zhou Ye said this.
"General Zhou, I understand your position."
"You are the commander-in-chief and are responsible for the entire battle."
Western Chu had lost its imperial capital. As long as my father was still alive, this battle could be won, the imperial capital could be taken back, and Western Chu could make a comeback.
But if they lose this battle and the imperial capital, then Western Chu will be finished.
"I'm glad you understand." General Zhou Ye was still worried that the eldest prince didn't understand. Seeing that he understood, he nodded with relief and looked at Di Jiang again, "This young emperor is a ferocious wolf!"
After this war, Zhou finally understood that Di Jiang was not at all the same as when he was a hostage in Western Chu, when he was taciturn, lived in seclusion, did not get involved in anything, and had no interest in anything.
On the contrary, he was both brave and resourceful. If he had not concealed some of his strength in advance and then used it at the critical moment to catch Mobei off guard, it would have been really difficult to win this battle.
"In order to prevent him from becoming a strong enemy of Xi Chu, I want to kill him." Zhou Ye said, pressing the long sword at his waist.
The eldest prince: “…”
Dijiang found Wusun Jin's body at this moment. No, no, no, Wusun Jin was still breathing, he was not dead, so it was not considered a body.
But Dijiang did not hesitate. He held his sword and was ready to send him on his way immediately.
Wusun Jin stretched out his hand from among the dead bodies and weakly stopped them, "Don't, don't, don't..."
"Do you think it's possible?" To cut the grass, one must uproot it. Dijiang will not let Wusun Jin survive.
Wusun Jin was silent for a while, as if he had figured it out. He could no longer escape the dead end that was before him.
He sighed with his eyelids drooping, and said resignedly: "Then, then don't burn my body."
"Give me another coffin."
"From the one hundred that Your Majesty sent me before, pick a nice one for me and put me in it, or I will lie in it right now, and Your Majesty can kill me later."
Wusun Jin wanted to keep his body intact and not have it burned by the people who were cleaning up the battlefield, so he could only hold his hopes on those one hundred coffins.
If he is put in the coffin, his body should be able to remain intact and rest in peace!
When he saw the 100 coffins sent by Dijiang before, he still shouted that he would never use them and didn't need them. After his death, he wanted a golden coffin and a silver coffin to be buried on the dragon vein. Unexpectedly, he was slapped in the face in the end.
"You're still picking on me." A general next to Dijiang said disdainfully, "The defeated have no right to pick and choose."
"You have to accept whatever is given to you."
“We still have to be grateful!”
Wusun Jin: “…”
I'm not fucking stupid, thank you for nothing.
Di Jiang thought about it and said, "Just give it to him."
"Your Majesty, you can't be so kind!" The general was anxious. How could Your Majesty be kind to the enemy!
Wusun Jin showed a delighted expression, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
However, after a pause, Dijiang added: "Put it in a coffin and burn it, the result will be the same."
Wusun Jin: “…”
Why not bury it? Why? Why?
He was wrong.
Wusun Jin was stabbed in the heart with a sword. After he died, he was carried away and put into a coffin to be burned.
Di Jiang's biggest worry was resolved. He breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to discuss matters with General Zhou Ye and the eldest prince.
But suddenly he saw a shadow on the ground.
The shadow showed that there was a man behind him walking slowly towards him with a knife in his hand. He looked very unfriendly. Moreover, judging from his attire and figure, he looked like General Zhou Ye.
What is he going to do?