Chapter 110 The General Who Followed Him Until Death
Chapter 110 The General Who Followed Him Until Death
Zong Yanli smiled, put down the wine bowl in his hand, sat up straight and said, "Sir, just ask."
Gongsun Pu raised his hand and bowed to Zong Yanli before saying, "I have some doubts in my mind and have been thinking about them for a long time. I wonder if I could ask the general to answer one or two questions?"
Gongsun Pu talked about the battle between Zong Yanli and Long Feiguang, and said with a smile: "Today, the general and my elder brother are equally strong. However, the battle lasted for three days without a clear winner, and in the end my elder brother was defeated by the general's spear."
"Until now, Pu still feels frightened when he thinks of the battle between the general and my elder brother that day." Gongsun Pu's expression changed slightly, and it was obvious that he was telling the truth.
"Pu believes that the general wanted to recruit my elder brother, or he was reluctant to kill me because he valued my talent." Gongsun Pu said seriously, "If the general and my elder brother were mortal enemies, my elder brother would have been killed by the general's gun that day..."
When Gongsun Pu said this, he bowed to Zong Yanli with great gratitude and said, "I am very grateful for the general's kindness, but now that I am in your tent and thinking about this matter, I find it very strange."
Gongsun Pu pointed at the black wolf-shaped sword on Zong Yanli's waist and said, "General, you are used to using a sword and you cherish it very much. In the past few battles, you have used the sword as your main weapon. Why did you use a spear that day?"
"The general's spear was used with such force and fearlessness that it clearly showed his willingness to die."
"Pu dared to ask the reason. First, I have a question in my heart that I cannot answer. Second, the general is the commander that I am loyal to. If the commander wishes to die, Pu should seriously consider whether the path of assisting the general is the right path."
"General, are you willing to help Pu solve his puzzlement?"
Gongsun Pu bowed to Zong Yanli respectfully. His sincere and frank words made Zong Yanli feel extremely complicated.
If Gongsun Pu had noticed something was wrong but didn't speak out, Zong Yanli would have to keep an eye out for the White Eagle Army trying to escape...
Zong Yanli lowered her head and smiled slightly. The look in her eyes seemed to have expected Gongsun Pu to ask this question. Her eyes were clear and calm: "Sir, you are very observant and thoughtful. I am not surprised at all that you asked me this question."
"The art of spearmanship is a way to death. Sir, do you know where this martial art comes from?" Zong Yanli paused and looked at him.
"All my relatives and brothers are dead." Zong Yanli said word by word: "I realized this when I was isolated and helpless, and I made up my mind to fight when my life and death were at stake."
"Sir, the day when there is no one behind me, that will be the day I pick up my spear again."
"Wherever the sword points, it is to protect the people; where the spear stands in front of the battle formation, it is to kill!"
"Living towards death is my second martial art."
Gongsun Pu was shocked when he heard Zong Yanli's words. He had thought about many things, and even thought that if Zong Yanli was hiding something, he would not ask too many questions. He just wanted to ask what he wanted to ask.
He has only been with Zong Yanli for a short time, so how can he expect the commander-in-chief to accommodate him in everything?
What the counsellors seek is the wholehearted trust of their lord, but such trust is not easy to come by...
Gongsun Pu had made a lot of preparations, but he never expected that Zong Yanli would tell him the origin of his martial arts so openly. With Zong Yanli's words, it seemed that a bigger mystery was born.
“General…” Gongsun Pu felt that he should not ask the following questions. The Zong Yanli in front of him was still so young. He was definitely not the Zong Yanli as he said, whose relatives and brothers were all dead. Where did his martial arts come from?
Looking back on Zong Yanli's life, he was always on the road to victory without exception. Was there ever a time when he was isolated and helpless, or when his life was at stake?
Gongsun Pu opened his mouth in silence, then listened to Zong Yanli continue: "Sir, do you believe in the dream theory?"
Gongsun Pu pursed his lips and frowned: "The dream of the yellow millet showed that everything was about success and fame, and the words of being crowned king and appointed general. General, such a dream..."
Zong Yanli laughed and stared at Gongsun Pu and said, "Sir, how do you know that I was not crowned a king or a general in the dream?"
Gongsun Pu suddenly froze in place, watching Zong Yanli stand up. He looked down at him and said, "A general's success is the result of the sacrifice of thousands of men. This is the path I must take. Do you find it daunting, sir?"
Zong Yanli did not wait for Gongsun Pu's answer, but raised his hand to his forehead and turned to leave. Gongsun Pu bowed to see him off and watched Zong Yanli's figure walking away. Although the doubts in his heart were solved, he did not feel relieved at all, but became heavier.
"Mr. Gongsun, have you got the answer?" When Gongsun Pu was in a daze, Pei Liang, who had been listening on the side for a long time, came out. In fact, he had been listening on the side for a long time, and Zong Yanli obviously noticed it, but did not point it out.
"General Pei." Gongsun Pu came back to his senses and leaned slightly towards Pei Liang.
"Did General Pei also hear what the general said?" Gongsun Pu said with a slightly bitter smile.
Pei Liang nodded. Compared to Gongsun Pu's shocked and complicated mood, Pei Liang was in a good mood. Perhaps he no longer cared about what path Zong Yanli took. He was as firm as a rock and was determined to follow the general until death.
Perhaps one day he will become one of the 'brothers who will die' in the general's mouth. He will not feel panic or fear, but extremely proud!
He went to his death bravely, for his country, for the world, and for the general he swore to follow until his death.
worth!
Pei Liang smiled, his eyes sparkling with brilliance. He looked at Gongsun Pu and said, "My name should be mentioned in the history books of the world. This is enough for me to have lived up to my life."
Gongsun Pu seemed to understand Pei Liang's intention. He was even more shocked and bowed deeply to Pei Liang, saying, "Pu, respect to General Pei."
Pei Liang left with a laugh. Gongsun Pu stood there for a long time, turned around and looked at the many soldiers in the camp. He suddenly understood why Zong Yanli had so many generals following him. The complicated and exciting mood took a long time to calm down.
Perhaps what Gongsun Pu wanted in his heart before was just to find a wise and brave general to follow him, treat him with courtesy and protect him so that he could achieve success.
But today he suddenly felt a little shaken, perhaps he was infected by Pei Liang and other generals, or perhaps he was provoked by Zong Yanli's words. Gongsun Pu suddenly thought what would happen if he also took the same path as Pei Liang?
As the sun rises.
Zong Yanli has arrived at the training ground to practice martial arts. Even though he has become the commander-in-chief, Zong Yanli has never been negligent. His figure brandishing a sword facing the rising sun has been imprinted in the eyes of almost every patrolling soldier. They clenched the blades in their hands, and without exception, their eyes were full of admiration and respect for Zong Yanli!
With such a commander, how could there be incompetent and lazy soldiers under his command?
Wen Nian accompanied Zong Yanli for as long as he practiced. He never disturbed him and practiced with him until he was sweating profusely before putting down his gun and standing still.
"General, a letter from the Qin family." When the soldiers in Gaosheng Camp went out of their tents to practice martial arts, Gao Feilin hurried over with a letter.
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