Chapter 33 Chapter Thirty-Two

Yang Yizhi shook his head slowly: "No, I can't attack Seoul." Zhuo Wangsun was not surprised: "Why?" Yang Yizhi remained silent for a long time. Zhuo Wangsun's gaze gradually became sharper: "Is it because you have long been in collusion with the Kingdom of the Rising Sun?" "Shen Qi!" Shen Qi timidly turned from behind his horse. "I...I saw by the riverside that President Yang and Abe Jingming seemed to have made some kind of deal. After that, Abe Jingming came to attack Pyongyang, and...and President Yang took away the Flying Tiger Army."

Traitor.Such a word flashed in Yang Yizhi's mind. Shen Qi was right, he had indeed reached a deal with Abe Jingming, and what happened afterwards was indeed the result of this deal. Is he a traitor? Zhuo Wangsun stared at him coldly.Pyongyang City was also staring at him coldly. He was speechless. Zhuo Wangsun suddenly smiled. "I believe you are not." "You must have your reasons for doing this. Maybe I can't understand it today, but one day the truth will be revealed." Yang Yizhi suddenly raised his head. There was a ray of light in Zhuo Wangsun's eyes.That was the light that he had when he asked the question "Are we still friends" in front of Xusheng Baiyue Palace.

After he broke up and drew his sword to face each other, this ray of light still existed. Yang Yizhi knew that there was the same light in his eyes.Once upon a time, he could not understand Zhuo Wangsun, but he sincerely hoped that the truth would come to light one day. Today, he said the same thing to Yang Yizhi. "Then, I ask you another thing." "Please keep the Flying Tiger Army to guard the city of Pyongyang and contain the 100,000 Japanese troops. I will conquer Seoul myself and turn it into rubble within three days." Yang Yi was shocked. Zhuo Wangsun pulled up the rein of the horse and stepped to the south.Following his movements, the entire city of Pyongyang moved.The elite soldiers stored in it, after such a long period of recuperation, are ready for a bloody battle.Under the leadership of the best generals, they are about to go straight to Seoul, sprinkle all their blood, and return in triumph.

The booming drum sounded, which heralded that the glory in the sky would soon spread on this land with the blood. "No!" The horseshoe stopped suddenly.Yang Yizhi's white figure stood in front of the horse, standing still. Zhuo Wangsun's face turned cold again: "You want to stop me?" Yang Yizhi also stared at him: "Did you know that she is also in the city? If you attack Seoul, she will be destroyed." She is also in the city? Zhuo Wangsun suddenly understood. It turned out that the reason why Yang Yizhi gave up attacking Seoul and blocked his own banner was that she was also in Seoul.It turned out that after she rushed out of the wedding hall, she returned to Seoul.

Is this also the reason why he did not hesitate to deal with the devil and betray his own country? Zhuo Wangsun suddenly had a burning impulse in his chest, it was an impulse to tear him apart, trample him, and abuse him. Why should he protect her?What qualifications do you have to stand in front of yourself? Zhuo Wangsun said coldly: "Get out of the way!" Yang Yizhi stared at him, and was shocked to find that there was no tolerance or warmth in Zhuo Wangsun's eyes, only killing.He clearly knew that as long as Zhuo Wangsun stepped in front of him, Seoul would be flattened.

No matter what's in it, it's going to be the same ending.He will have no mercy. Could it be that Acacia doesn't have the slightest space in his heart?Can only be hurt again and again? Yang Yizhi's heart surged with blood. He suddenly felt that he could no longer be weak and compromise.What he wants to protect, he must fight hard here, blood splashing for five steps, and then he can protect it. Yang Yizhi raised his head, met Zhuo Wangsun's eyes, and said word by word: "Stand back!" These four characters are like thunder, shaking in front of the magnificent city wall.

No matter who, they have reached the point where they can no longer retreat, and will not make any further concessions.These four words heralded a bloody battle. Until death. Zhuo Wangsun raised his hand slowly. His hand stood upright in the air like a banner. A tide-like army poured out of the city, slowly spreading out, like an endless ocean, about to engulf everything. Yang Yizhi's army stood still, like a huge rock, no matter what kind of invasion, they could not make them retreat.What they insist on will be guarded with blood. The dull thunder exploded in mid-air. The war is about to begin.

An old voice sternly said: "Stop! Stop...stop!" A horse galloped out of the city. Yang Yizhi's expression changed immediately.At this moment, the last person he wants to see is his old father Yang Jisheng. Yang Jisheng whipped his mount vigorously, and with an angry face, he rushed to the front of the formation.When he passed by Zhuo Wangsun, he reined in the horse forcefully: "My lord, please wait for a moment, I...I will definitely persuade Nizi to surrender." Zhuo Wangsun stared at the battle clouds rising in front of the formation, and said expressionlessly: "Okay."

Yang Jisheng coughed, rolled off the horse, and walked towards Yang Yizhi step by step. Yang Yizhi couldn't help but also jumped off the horse and knelt down in front of his father. Yang Jisheng finally walked up to him: "Nizi! Do you have to piss me off?" His body was trembling: "How could the Yang family be so unfortunate that you, a traitorous son of the country, are born! Master Zhuo is so lenient, regardless of past suspicions, what else do you want? Why don't you follow me to make amends to Master Zhuo?" Yang Yizhi knelt on the ground, and he could imagine how much this incident hurt his father who had devoted his whole life to serving the country.

If he goes back with his old father, he will be the proud descendant of the Yang family, a high-ranking official with a generous salary, and a glorious ancestor.It made his father proud. Could it be that this was not the ending he had imagined, the only regret in his heart? Why did he feel so insurmountable when he was only one step away? He couldn't help crying. He kowtowed three times on the ground. That was the kindness of father and son, and it disappeared here. "Father, what do you want? Do you want my blood, or my flesh?" He picked up a long sword, and if he could repay the kindness of his father and son, he was willing to cut himself to pieces with the sword.

Yang Jisheng also knelt down, with gray hair.He grabbed Yang Yizhi's arm. "Son, I just want you back." He looked at him, and it was his bones, his flesh, and if he bleeds, he bleeds, and if he cries, he cries. He never hoped that he could glorify his ancestors for him, and he would be a general and a prime minister.He just wants him to be safe, to grow up like an ordinary person, to have a family, and to be happy. However, this ordinary wish is so difficult. He looked at him, tears streaming down his face. "No." "This time, I want to fight for myself." On the face like moonlight, there is an unshakable determination. That's when the bright moon shattered the gentle light, revealing the hard and majestic rock.After he has firmly established his belief in his heart, he will not back down one step further. Yang Jisheng slowly withdrew his hand. Will his son be safe?Will you be happy?Will he grow up like an ordinary child, start a family, and have a happy family? Would leaving him put a smile on your face? One day, the child will leave. He lowered his head, didn't see the sky, but only saw his own white hair. he is old. There was nothing he could do. I could only look at him, breaking Ruyue's tenderness and revealing a firm heart. He had asked him this, and he had asked him that.Although sometimes it seems stubborn and rigid, but that's just because he wants to use his decades of ups and downs to tell him that only in this way can he be safe and happy. That is a staid old man with a staid love that has never flown. will never be understood. He coughed up blood violently and fell on his back. Then, the drums of war sounded loudly. Thus, a brutal war began. Abe stared at the war with clear eyes, and remained silent for a long time. This was the most exciting and tragic battle he had ever seen. The tactics Yang Yizhi used almost brought the Flying Tiger Army's mobility to its fullest.This team was like a hawk, aiming at Zhuo Wangsun's weakness from time to time to make surprise attacks, but after a successful blow, they immediately flew away.It was a sharp bayonet, which caused Zhuo Wangsun's army to bleed everywhere. This was a one-sided massacre, but Zhuo Wangsun's defense was exquisite, which was beyond Abe Jingming's expectation.The weakness of a huge army is that it moves slowly and is not flexible enough.But Zhuo Wangsun has achieved the highest level of clumsiness and skill.Wherever the Flying Tigers attacked, his firearms were ready there.If the Flying Tiger Army were an eagle, then every time it swooped down, it would encounter a loaded musket. So Yang Yizhi's mobile tactics quickly failed.However, he made adjustments immediately.All kinds of tactics have been changed endlessly, and it has become the best model of the Thirty-Six Strategies. The golden cicada escapes its shell, throws bricks to attract jade, hides the truth, sneaks through the old warehouse, draws the bottom of the pot... A mere 3,000 people performed these thirty-six strategies vividly and vividly.Later, many unheard-of schemes appeared one after another, which was dazzling. Abe Jingming didn't know if he could defend against such a fierce attack if he was the commander in chief of the enemy.There was a trace of worry in his eyes. However, this ever-changing attack could not defeat Zhuo Wangsun's army. Zhuo Wangsun's strategy is very simple, to respond to all changes with the same. But this simplest strategy implies the most thorough observation and the most ingenious strategizing.Because as long as one is not well thought out, or if the enemy is half a step too late, the lightning-like offensive of the Flying Tiger Army will immediately tear a gap in his defense. Finally, all the strategies were exhausted, and only one remained. bloody battle. Zhuo Wangsun's army was like a dark cloud, pressing down on the Flying Tiger Army.The sound of heavy gunfire brightened the night. Everyone's face was splattered with blood, some of their own, some of their companions, and more of their enemies.With red eyes, they stared at the enemies who were getting closer. The hatred in their hearts is as deep as the sea, because they must defeat the enemy in front of them before they can survive. They roared wildly, burst out the last strength in their hearts, and rushed towards the enemy. To the wind, to the fire, to hell. When the light of dawn dyed the land red, the fierce battle finally came to an end. Zhuo Wangsun's army advanced for a full three miles, leaving corpses all over the place in the process of advancing, paying the sacrifice of 5,000 people, and at the same time getting 1,500 Flying Tigers to sleep forever. However, the Flying Tiger Army successfully contained Zhuo Wangsun's advance. In this war, there is no winning side, and both parties participating in the war have suffered disastrous defeats and scars. Yang Yizhi's white clothes were stained with blood. He had always been the first soldier in the fierce battle, so his body was covered with scars. Opposite him, Zhuo Wangsun was dressed in green, but was spotless. He was just directing for one night. He smiled coldly, swung his whip, drove the horse, and entered the city. Understand that his army will go to war again after a complete rest.He will be calmer and more ruthless. But what about the Flying Tiger Army?They have no provisions, no equipment, and can only spend a day in the wilderness. Will they still be able to hold out when they fight again for the second time? Everyone was silent, they gritted their teeth and bandaged their wounds.They looked at Yang Yizhi.The white clothes were still standing firmly on the horizon, and they immediately summoned courage in their hearts. They don't care about bloody battles, they only care about one thing, is their blood worth it? The answer is of course yes, because this white dress will never disappoint their expectations. In the city of Pyongyang. In the deep dusk, the princess knelt on the bed, surrounded by silence. On her hands is the unfinished Gu that is stained with blood.It seemed to still carry his temperature. This life is over.But her life completely collapsed the moment he turned and left. From this moment on, her life is nothing but ashes. In the huge Void Life White Moon Palace, there was no human voice, as if it had fallen into eternal silence.Only this ancient beetle watched her silently with its old eyes that knew thousands of years. After an unknown amount of time, there was a slight vibration in the air. She stopped crying and looked up. The back of the beetle shone like a mysterious light, as if it was the only comfort in the gray world. night.Land of the Rising Sun. Abe's eyes were bright and he was deep in thought, and the shadow of the lamp was red, and his thoughts remained undecided for a long time.The battle during the day kept replaying in his mind, and every time he felt a new shock. The curtain was lifted, and a person walked in. That person was covered in pitch black, and he was obviously Jizo.He clasped his fists and said, "Lord Guan Bai, I have a plan, I don't know if I should say it or not?" Abe nodded and said, "Please tell me." Dizang said: "Your Excellency entrusts 2,000 Iga Valley Ninjas to my subordinates and pretends to be a flying tiger army to attack the East China Sea at night. They will surely inflict heavy damage on Li Sunchen and even defeat Zhuo Wangsun's army. After the news of the defeated army spread to Pyongyang City, Zhuo Wangsun will definitely be furious and fight Yang Yizhi again. At that time, we can reap the benefits of fishing. Even if Zhuo and Yang are not fooled, after the defeat of the East China Sea army, Zhuo Wangsun will not be able to attack our army. What do you think? ?” Abe Jingming gently shook the feather fan, and a gleam of light burst into his eyes. He said coldly, "Ksitigarbha, have you forgotten the world?" Jizo's body shook. "I don't dare! I just hate Zhuo Wangsun and Yang Yizhi too much, and I will be willing to lose them. My lord is so kind to me, how dare I betray you?" Abe Jingming smiled coldly: "You should know that there is no place for you in the Central Plains, and only I am willing to take you in. If you betray me, you must consider your fate!" Ksitigarbha respectfully said, "Yes." Abe Jingming: "But what you said is indeed a good strategy. Only you can accomplish this. I will do what you say and hand over all the elite Iga Valley ninjas to you. Don't let me down." Dizang clasped his fists: "Yes!" Abe Jingming waved his hand, and a flag landed in Jizo's hand.Jizo held his hands, backed up step by step, and walked out of the tent, Abe stared at his back.There was a smile between the slender eyebrows.