One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

Chapter 39 The Last Warrior
"Jingguo?" The expressions of the spies from various countries changed more or less when they heard this.

Song Yun could see the hidden fear in their eyes.

"Alas." The spy from Liang State sighed, "Jing State today is just like Tang State 30 years ago. Wars must be won, attacks must be taken, and there is a tendency to sweep the world. Worry about people."

The Chen Guo spy next to him also shook his head, "This group of Jing people are cold-blooded and warlike. Wherever they go, wars are everywhere, and they have become a disaster. It depends on whether the countries can stand it."

For a moment, everyone joined in, scolding Jing Guo in unison, and the atmosphere seemed a little harmonious.

Although they come from different countries and often fight with each other, they are all small fights.

Today you swallow my city, and tomorrow I will destroy your army. Everyone's strength is not too different, and they are still the same after decades of fighting.

Since the civil strife in the Tang Dynasty, the scuffle between the nations has been like this, it is difficult to change the pattern, and even many people are used to it.

Only the rise of Jingguo made people in other countries feel deep fear.

Jing Jun, who came out of blood and fire, has proved through victory after victory that they have the power to destroy the country!

This is also the reason why countries have sent spies to Anxi.

The invincible Jing army suffered a defeat inexplicably. If the reason can be known, countries will have a way to deal with Jing people.

At this moment, seeing that the spies were all excited, Song Yun shook his head helplessly, and said in a deep voice:
"Okay, Jing Guo is amazing, you don't need to emphasize this point, what I need is real information!"

Chen Guo's spy said: "Jing Guo's army was divided into two groups half a month ago, and the two fronts fought."

"Sikong Cuo suffered a defeat in Anxi on this route, but on the other route he wiped out [-] Liang soldiers and occupied another city."

"Hey, the one over there, isn't you from Liang Guo? Why didn't you say anything?"

Song Yun looked in the direction of Chen Guo's spy's finger, "Is this really the case?"

The Liang Guo spy on the other side had his scar exposed, and his face was not very good, but he said helplessly:

"That's right, but our army built a line of defense in time and stopped Jingren's offensive."

"Jingren didn't launch any more large-scale attacks. The situation in Liang Guo is fairly stable in the recent period."

"I estimate that Jing Guo will attack Tang Guo in the future. This is the easiest place to open up the situation."

The spies around listened and nodded in agreement, then turned to look at the cemetery where three thousand veterans were buried.

"Brother, your Beiting army is indeed powerful. You can hit Jing army hard if you fight too little, but after all, the entire army has been wiped out...you are the only one left."

"Other troops in the Tang Kingdom are not as capable as the Beiting Army. Next time they face the Shangjing Army, it will be more or less auspicious."

"Yes, yes, so this place is too dangerous, and it will become Jingren's territory at any time. I think it's better for Xiongtai to follow me back to the country of Lu."

Seeing that the painting style was back to recruiting himself, Song Yun hurriedly called to stop: "Stop, I'll just stay here and not go anywhere."

The spies asked curiously: "Aren't you leaving? Will the Tang Dynasty send troops to Anxi again?"

"No, the Tang court has long since abandoned this place, and there will be no more soldiers coming."

"Hiss - isn't that brother staying here waiting to die? You are not a martial arts saint, you can't resist thousands of troops by yourself!"

"Brother, think twice, this is not the time to be brave, why not follow me back to the country of Lu to avoid the limelight..."

"Okay, stop arguing." Song Yun put his hand on the hilt of his sword, looked northwest, and said coldly:
"Tang Guo gave up on Anxi, but I haven't given up yet."

"I'm staying here myself, waiting for Jing Jun to come over."

"When he comes, I'll kill the other until Jing Guo dares not commit another crime!"

The strong wind was blowing, making the white robe flutter. Song Yun's temple hair swayed with the wind, revealing a pair of firm eyes.

The spies were dumbfounded, it was the first time they saw this kind of person, and they didn't know what to say for a moment.

Sensing the high fighting spirit on the young man, they did not dissuade him anymore, but saluted with full respect.

Since the century-old war, all countries have worshiped the true brave, who dare to face the powerful enemy directly, regardless of life and death. Such talents are the pillars of every country.

These spies had never seen the old soldiers of the Beiting Army with their own eyes, but from Song Yun's body, they could already imagine the demeanor of the old soldiers.

"An army composed of such warriors may really be able to create miracles and severely damage the Jing Army."

"The young man said that Jing Jun was defeated by the Beiting Army. Maybe he really wasn't lying. This is the background of the prosperous Tang Dynasty."

"It's a pity that there is only the last person left, and he will be powerless in the end. It's a pity, a pity."

The spies were in complicated moods, and after silently helping Song Yun build the house, they prepared to leave.

This city has been burnt to ruins, there are no secrets to hide, and there is no need to inquire.

Everyone came here for the truth, and now they seem to see the truth in the young man in white, enough to go back and return to life.

The spies from various countries packed up their luggage and said to Song Yun:
"Haven't you asked your honorable name?"

"Song Yun."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Brother Song. If there is nothing else, I will leave first. If you don't mind, we plan to report your name and the deeds of the Beiting Army to the imperial court."

"Yes, the Beiting Army should not be completely forgotten by the world. It is good to leave some impressions on people."

Song Yun waved his hand, "Go ahead and tell your court that Anxi will be guarded by me, and all forces will never get their hands on it!"

"Let's let you go today, if you come to attack the city in the future, don't blame me for being cruel!"

This threat was issued by a young man who was about to die at the hands of Jing Jun, which made people feel very overwhelmed, so the spies didn't take it seriously, they just bowed their hands and rode out of the city.

Some of them came disguised as caravans and left all their goods to Song Yun before leaving.

Perhaps it was thanks to the kindness of Busha, or perhaps it was out of admiration for the Beiting Army, this is unknown.

Song Yun leaned on the long sword quietly, watching their backs disappear into the distance, still thinking about the information provided by these spies.

Standing behind Song Yun, Gao Hanqing couldn't help but said:

"Brother Song, let them go like this? These people are all spies from the enemy country."

Song Yun: "I don't care about any enemy country or our country. Those who attack Anxi are my enemies. I don't care about other people."

"Ah, this—" Gao Hanqing's eyes widened, and it was difficult to accept Song Yun's statement for a while.

He is a native of the Tang Dynasty, and the concept of the country has been deeply rooted in his heart. In his eyes, either a Tang person or an enemy is very simple.

But Song Yun was different. He traveled to Anxi, which was forgotten by the world and abandoned by the court, and he didn't have the slightest feeling for Tang.

Guarding Anxi is just guarding one's own home in this life.

(End of this chapter)