The brother and sister captured over 19,000 soldiers in Huang Xin's camp. Mu Jin gave them two choices: surrender and be placed under Mu Weihou's command, or be buried alive. And less than a hundred meters away from her, a thousand Mu family soldiers were digging pits, the rising dust a sign of impending death!
Mu Jia said, "Although Southern Shu is wealthy and has abundant resources, the war is currently intense, and Southern Shu has no time to support idle people."
Mu Jin stood on the training platform, his gaze coldly looking down at the group of Dongyue soldiers kneeling and begging for mercy below.
Her voice was clear and resonant, carrying an undeniable authority: "Although Southern Shu is rich and vast, with abundant resources, the current war situation is tense, and Southern Shu has no time to support a group of useless people."
Mu Jin's words were like a cold wind blowing through the hearts of every soldier, making them shiver involuntarily.
"I'm only giving you half an hour to think it over. If you still haven't made up your minds by then, I will make a third option for you. And this option is a coveted position that many soldiers dream of!"
The soldiers kneeling at the front trembled slightly and tentatively asked, "What kind of good job is it?"
Mu Jin coldly glanced at the few soldiers, then stared intently at the densely packed Dongyue soldiers in front of him, and shouted in a loud voice.
"The so-called third option is that, once war breaks out, you will be regarded as the vanguard, charging to the front lines and leading the charge!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole place erupted in uproar. The faces of the East Vietnamese soldiers changed drastically, and cold sweat poured down their foreheads.
The vanguard force is composed mostly of people with strong combat experience, good physical fitness, and who will actively apply to the vanguard force in order to gain military merit.
In reality, this is hardly a good job; it's practically suicide!
On the battlefield, when two armies clash, they often rely on their formations to impact, squeeze, and collide with each other. Typically, soldiers in the front ranks bear a greater impact force, resulting in a much higher casualty rate than those in the rear ranks.
Especially when enemy cavalry launch a charge, it is highly likely that the soldiers in the first few rows will all perish in an instant.
Mu Jin is right. There are three choices, and the Dongyue soldiers all understand that there are only two: surrender and live, resist and die.
In that crucial quarter of an hour that determined life and death, some people remained steadfast in their clamor, shouting and cursing the Mu family as lackeys of Dongyue. As soon as these people opened their mouths, they were knocked unconscious by the Mu family soldiers who came forward and dragged directly to a pit that had just been dug nearby and buried.
Mu Jin continued, "Time is of the essence. Those who wish to insult my Mu family, please do so now! Those who wish to surrender, please do so as well! But before that, this general needs to remind everyone of one thing."
"Now, the new emperor of Southern Shu has another identity, namely Su Yi, the fifth king of your Eastern Yue. Your following him is not considered treason, but rather the will of the people."
"Su Yuntian is a treacherous and treacherous minister who deceived the emperor and plotted to usurp the throne. He not only poisoned your emperor, but also ascended the throne of Dongyue through despicable and shameless means."
Mu Jin's voice grew increasingly impassioned, "Now, when the Eastern Yue Kingdom is facing numerous difficulties and the people are suffering terribly, Su Yuntian, after ascending the throne, did not think about how to allow the country to recuperate. Instead, he ceded cities and territories to the Beiqi people and took the initiative to provoke a war."
"This is tantamount to putting you to death! Don't you think that this is no different from sending you to your deaths?"
Finally, Mu Jin asked again, "This general would like to ask, why do you support such an unrighteous, disloyal, and unfilial traitor as your ruler? Don't you want to follow a ruler who can make the country prosperous and the people live in peace and happiness?"
Mu Jin's words struck a chord like a sharp sword, deeply resonating with the hearts of many Dongyue soldiers. Indeed, what they yearned for was nothing more than a prosperous and strong nation, free from the ravages of war.
Mu Jin's words flowed like a clear spring into the hearts of every Dongyue soldier, awakening their longing for peace and stability.
They fought valiantly on the battlefield, all to protect their homeland from foreign invasion and to ensure their loved ones could live in peace.
War has torn countless families apart, turning fertile fields into ruins. The soldiers of East Vietnam witnessed far too many deaths and separations, and they understood the preciousness of peace more than anyone else.
Mu Jin's words were like a wake-up call for them, making them realize that their mission was not only to kill enemies on the battlefield, but also to protect the peace and prosperity of this land.
What they sought was a world without war, a future full of hope. In this future, children could run freely in the sunshine, the elderly could enjoy their twilight years, men could work diligently, and women could be devoted wives and mothers.
National prosperity is their most fervent dream. For this dream, they are willing to give everything, even their own lives. Because they know that only when the country is strong can it resist foreign invasion and provide its people with a peaceful life.
A round of applause rang out, and everyone turned to look. A man dressed in a black brocade robe embroidered with dragon patterns, exuding a heroic air, walked onto the training platform.
Seeing Su Yi's arrival, Mu Jin was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected Su Yi to appear here.
After Su Yi ascended the stage, the Dongyue soldiers below began to whisper among themselves. He had only recently ascended the throne in Nanshu, yet he naturally exuded an aura of supreme authority and dominance.
Su Yi said loudly, "I am the Shuntian Emperor of Southern Shu. Not long ago, I also had another identity, namely the Fifth King of Eastern Yue."
"My mother was the only daughter of Emperor Gaozong of Southern Shu, and my father was the Emperor of Eastern Yue. I inherited the throne of Southern Shu in accordance with the Mandate of Heaven, and in the near future, I will also be your monarch."
General Mu's words were true. Su Yi continued, "I know you are all battle-hardened warriors, but your battles should be to defend your homes and protect your loved ones, not to become tools for some people to fight for power and profit."
"I tell you, I will unify the three kingdoms of Southern Shu, Eastern Yue, and Northern Qi and establish a truly democratic, prosperous, and powerful nation. In this way, no one will dare to invade us again, there will be no more wars, and the people and you will all live a peaceful and prosperous life!"
"Now, I invite you to join my cause and overthrow Su Yuntian's tyranny. If you are willing to follow me, stand up and extend your hand to me."
Suddenly, a commotion erupted from the crowd. From the Dongyue soldiers who had stood up, voices rang out: "I am willing to follow His Majesty!" and "We are also willing to follow!"
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