When the holes in Li Xiaozong's body exceeded 200, it seemed that he was completely exhausted. But he could only wail in despair in despair, and could not even dodge. His body was fixed by an invisible force, as if he was pressed there by a powerful demon, without any ability to resist.

"Please..."

Li Xiaozong said with a twitching corner of his mouth.

He looked at Fang Jie with pleading and deep fear.

He should have been a promising new general of the Great Sui Dynasty. Although he was not ranked among the top three when he was performing martial arts academy, you should know that Zhou Banchuan’s evaluation of him was that if he had not died early, he might have become the youngest governor of the empire! This comment was so high that it was even above the top three.

Zhou Banchuan looked at people very accurately. Li Xiaozong's cultivation level may not be able to enter the top three, but his scheming and scheming were incomparable to the three-level people back then. How big an official is never measured by his cultivation level. His heart is calm and vicious enough, and he is born a politician in his bones.

If there was no rebellion in the Northwest, the Sui Dynasty would have taken over the Mandu Banner of the Mongol Yuan. As the vanguard, Li Xiaozong made an indelible contribution.

If it goes well, he will be transferred to the capital for a while. He will suppress his aspirations after his great achievements and then be appointed as an official in the local government. He will have two choices. One is to become a general among the First Guards. After more than ten or twenty years, he will have hope of becoming one of the generals of the Sixteen Guards, but it is very slim. Second, to become an official in the local government, with his contribution, he can completely make up for the real lack of a fourth-rank county magistrate. After a few years, he may have responded to Zhou Banchuan's prophecy and become the youngest chief official in the empire.

But now, he is so humble.

Before this, he never thought that one day he would be abused by one of his former subordinates. When Fang Jie was in Fan Gu, he was rewarded with the position of deputy scout team. In just three years later, when the person he ordered was standing in front of him again, he was so unattainable.

It was like a mountain rising from the ground, making him feel powerless.

When the holes on his body exceeded 1,500, he had become numb. At this time, he could not tell where the holes were. One of his arms and legs had been blown away bit by bit, and the demon was counting patiently. Each blow accurately tear off a piece of flesh on his body, no more or less. He was numb, and the person who killed him was already numb. But Fang Jie was still very serious about killing him. If he was serious, he would be slow.

How long does it take to kill someone?

Each time the bombardment hit Li Xiaozong, his body trembled. After two thousand and five hundred bombardments, one of his remaining legs disappeared without a trace.

Fang Jie is like a demon without emotions, and his cold and persistent are still rewarding.

At this time, the onlookers were even terrified and even felt a little sympathetic to Li Xiaozong. Most people didn't understand why this young general who looked pretty before had to treat a defeated enemy so cruelly. Someone started shouting, "Kill him, kill him." But Fang Jie still did his own way and ignored the shouting at all. He was like a machine, repeating his attacks.

Cui Zhongzhen beat the war drums and suppressed the shouts of the soldiers.

"No one is allowed to shout again! You cannot understand the wailing of the three thousand unjust souls!"

He shouted loudly and threw the drumstick aside: "If I were to change, I would do the same!"

In order not to let the soldiers misunderstand Fang Jie was too cruel, he stood on the platform and told Li Xiaozong about Fan Gu's story. The soldiers listened quietly, and the hatred that had disappeared in their eyes appeared again. Fan Gu died not only more than two thousand people, but also the 800 border troops.

Those soldiers were Li Xiaozong's subordinates. As soldiers, they empathized with the sadness and hatred that the other party understood. The soldiers hated the most and feared the most was betrayal by their comrades. The people of the Li family seemed to be good at doing such things. Li Yuanshan betrayed the 700,000 army, and Li Xiaozong betrayed the 800 comrades.

The scene gradually became quiet, and the soldiers surrounded Fang Jie and silently watched the young man who had too much hatred, using his way to vent his hatred. In the end, everyone began to count with Fang Jie, neatly and loudly.

"Two thousand nine hundred and sixty-six!"

"Two thousand nine hundred and sixty-seven!"

"Two thousand nine hundred and sixty-eight!"

"Two thousand nine hundred and sixty-nine!"

"oh!"

When the last blow smashed Li Xiaozong's heart, the soldiers burst into cheers. At this time, Li Xiaozong still had his last breath. Perhaps it was because Fang Jie could use internal energy to maintain his heart, so that he did not die too early.

The final meaning of his eyes was unwillingness, a strong unwillingness.

Maybe he can persist until now and never dies because of this unwillingness.

When Fang Jie's last blow blasted a hole in Li Xiaozong's chest, the red light in his eyes gradually faded. When his fist that had been clenched was released, the red light finally completely dissipated. Seeing this scene, Chen Qingfan, who had been holding his heart, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you can reincarnate, don't forget me."

Fang Jie stretched out his hand and opened it, and a flame slowly condensed out in his palm. However, the fire was very different from the golden flame before. It was almost normal in color, but it looked redder.

The flame floated out of Fang Jie's palm and fell on Li Xiaozong.

Suddenly, the flames rose up quickly as if they had encountered boiling oil. Li Xiaozong, who was wrapped in fire, slowly closed his eyes, and he seemed to be unable to feel the pain.

"Why?"

He asked before he died.

Fang Jie looked at the flame and said word by word: "Kill again."

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In the military tent, the generals looked at Fang Jie with fear and respect, which was a bit complicated. The fear was that the shocking terrifying strength that Fang Jie showed when he killed Li Xiaozong. They were all generals who had experienced many battles and knew what it meant to fight a Fu Shi master, especially Li Xiaozong or Fu Wu dual cultivation. But in front of Fang Jie, there was no room for fighting back from beginning to end.

As for respect, it is because of the hatred that Fang Jie bears. The soldiers value righteousness, especially the soldiers who have been on the battlefield together, they all regard their comrades around them as their brothers. For the companions who can hand over their backs to the battlefield, ordinary people cannot understand how deep their feelings are.

revenge

If any of them were replaced, they would have such thoughts.

Prince Xu died and Li Xiaozong died. At this time, the person sitting in the position of commander of the tent naturally became Mou Liangbi. This Minister of War, who had a lot of hardships, had not completely calmed down. Fang's method of killing Li Xiaozong was cruel, but Mou Liangbi did not feel that it was too much. He was just shocked by the process.

Fang Jie sat on his left, lowering his head slightly and looking at his hands without saying a word. Cui Zhongzhen sat on the right side of Mou Liangbi, looking at Fang Jie thoughtful from time to time.

"General Fang is the imperial envoy appointed by His Majesty to supervise the war. I think... If he is willing to stay, you will not object to him to accept this army."

Mou Liangbi said a tentative sentence, then looked at Fang Jie. It was not just him, but as soon as he said this, everyone present couldn't help but look at Fang Jie. But Fang Jie seemed to have not heard what Mou Liangbi said at all, and was still trapped in his own contemplation.

"General Fang"

Mou Liangbi called him.

"General Fang?"

After calling twice in a row, Fang Jie came out of that somewhat ethereal state. He glanced at Mou Liangbi and smiled apologetically: "Sorry, I'm actually distracted."

"Everyone is waiting for your opinion."

“What do you think?”

Fang answered the question.

"I mean, since you are the imperial envoy sent by His Majesty to supervise the war, then the current military affairs should be handed over to you to preside over the presidency. Prince Xu once mentioned to me more than once that you are the young general he admires the most. General Cui and you are a close friend, and he has no objection to you being the one who commands the army."

"No"

Fang Jie shook his head: "The purpose of my coming here has already shown that everyone knows the reason why I came out of the Left Front Guard. I can't see through Luo Yao's thoughts. I said it was the imperial envoy who supervised the battle, but the left Front Guard's troops were completely unaware of me. Speaking of which, I brought my men to the prince because I was afraid that Luo Yao would kill me. Unfortunately, the prince died. I could not bear this important task in terms of qualifications, prestige and I were familiar with the army. Before I left, my people and I were willing to obey the orders and would never shirk responsibility."

Fang Jie stood up and the generals in the reconciliation clasped their fists: "Li Xiaozong said I was here to seize power, and I know that the generals don't believe him. But if I really take this burden, can I lead the team to victory, and the soldiers are also dissatisfied. The combat power of an army is based on unity. If we do not trust each other and have many suspicions, even the elites in the battle will become fragile."

"For the sake of tens of thousands of soldiers, I definitely cannot accept the proposal of Lord Mou. I have never commanded so many people, so I am not as experienced as the generals. On the battlefield, experience can often play a decisive role. If the generals do not abandon me, I will stay here and be a vanguard. As long as I fight against the rebels and against the Mongols and Yuan Tartars, my men and I are willing to rush to the front."

The generals of the Sui army looked at each other and no one spoke. Although they were in awe of each other, they were not relieved to hand over the command of the team to Fang Jie. They did not understand Fang Jie. As Fang Jie said, a person who had no experience in leading troops suddenly led tens of thousands of troops, which was very likely to lead the team to destruction.

Fang Jie turned around and looked at Mou Liangbi and said, "Only Master Mou will follow the leader!"

The generals also stood up and clasped their fists and said, "Only the leader of the master of strategy is to follow!"

Mou Liangbi refused repeatedly, but the generals insisted on doing so, and he couldn't refuse. After leaving the tent, Cui Zhongzhen pulled Fang to the point where there was no one and said anxiously: "Mr. Mou and I have discussed it before and try to ensure that you are the commander of the three armies, but you refuse yourself. It is a good opportunity to seize this team in your hands. Why did you give up so easily!"

"Although I have this heart, I really don't have this power."

Fang Jie shook his head: "What I said in the big tent is not hypocritical, but to be honest. I don't know about this team. I can accept the army of tens of thousands of people, and I won't mention whether I can convince the public. Even if the soldiers are willing to follow me, as long as I make a mistake, the people's hearts will immediately disperse. Prince Xu died and Li Xiaozong died. The soldiers were already in a state of lordship. If I sit on the commander's chair at this time, the morale of the army will be difficult to settle!"

Choi Zhongzhen sighed: "But..."

Fang Jie waved his hand: "Nothing is true, now is the best situation, isn't it? Li Xiaozong died. As long as the people loyal to him are eliminated, this army will become unprecedentedly pure. Whether it is the command of the master, the command of you, or the command of me, isn't it the same?"

Cui Zhongzhen nodded: "Since that's the case, I won't persuade you. You are right. After fighting a few more beautiful battles, the soldiers will naturally convince you!"
Chapter completed!