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Chapter 519 Chen Mie (asking for monthly ticket)

Chen Wenmian was beaten back by Chen Dingye and staggered to his feet, but he heard the loud sound of swords and knives inside, as if countless weapons were piercing into flesh and blood at the same time, and then it became quiet in a very short time.

Chen Wenmian's body trembled.

First, blood flowed out from the gap under the door. Then, the eunuch in charge of ceremonies who was closing the gate seemed to finally be unable to hold on. He fell back to the ground and the gate opened to the outside.

The tragic scene in the yard was clearly displayed.

Chen Wenmian looked at the scene in front of him, his face slightly pale.

Even if he made up his mind, he did launch a killing move towards Chen Dingye.

However, human hearts are like this. When people really see the final scene, they still can't help but feel sad. As for what happened in this small city that day, the historian recorded it in five words in the Chen History compiled later.

[The emperor died in battle].

Following the historians' principles in recording such things.

It is also a taboo for the respected person.

In other historical books, the records of this incident are much clearer, with many saying that [Chen Dingye died in the chaos of fighting], and his last words before his death, [Come, I will be the Duke of the Country with you], seem to have some mysterious power.

Those famous generals who participated in the battle to kill Emperor Chen in this courtyard will all be given titles and salaries in the future, just like when the overlord died, the famous generals under the Red Emperor fought for the overlord's body and divided it into five parts. The generals who grabbed a part of the body will be given titles and honored as dukes.

People in later generations read history books and sighed with regret.

Li Guanyi watched this scene quietly. The death of Chen Huang represented the completion of the first step in revenge against his parents. He personally destroyed the reason why Chen Dingye attacked his parents and destroyed everything that Chen Dingye valued.

In order to seize the throne and rule his own kingdom, Chen Dingye attacked the Duke of Taiping and his wife, whose fame had shaken the world. In ten years, the son of the Duke of Taiping led an army of thousands and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and flattened the State of Chen.

He did not take any action and let Chen Dingye die in the chaos.

Revenge from the inside out.

There are always people who think that this King of Qin is quite consistent with the joking evaluation made by Jiang Wanxiang, the overlord of Ying State in the same era, that he has great courage but a small mind.

However, some people think that such revenge is upright and in line with the Gongyang School of Confucianism, and it is satisfying.

The eunuch in charge of ceremonies, who was still breathing his last, looked at Chen Dingye's body.

He sat there in a daze, and suddenly seemed to come to his senses. His body trembled, and he supported himself on the ground with his hands, crawled forward on his knees, and finally walked in front of Chen Dingye, looking at the king sitting there in a white robe that was almost red.

Chen Dingye died of suffocation, wearing only a blood-stained robe, sitting on the bluestone in the courtyard of an ordinary small town, holding a sword, not falling down, with his eyes open. This posture of death was more dignified than the past when he was wearing a dragon robe and sitting under the hall.

Generals Fan Qing and others drew their weapons.

But he was stopped by the King of Qin.

The eunuch in charge of ceremonies knelt in front of Chen Dingye, looked up at the dead Chen Dingye, and reluctantly stood up. He stretched out his hand to close Chen Dingye's eyes. After closing them several times, the eunuch in charge of ceremonies said, "Your Majesty... the rain has stopped."

"You can rest now."

He raised his hand again and waved it away, and Chen Dingye's eyes closed.

The eunuch choked up and turned to look at the dignified Prince Qin. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed, saying, "Your Highness Prince Qin, it's been a long time."

Li Guanyi looked at the eunuch in charge of ceremonies and said, "Long time no see."

When he was young, he entered the palace as a Jinwu Guard. The eunuch in charge of ceremonies had actually guessed who his father was, but at that time, for some unknown reason, the eunuch chose to remain silent and did not report it.

He did not have much aversion to the eunuchs in charge of ceremonies.

Li Guanyi said: "Chen Dingye is dead. I don't have the character to mutilate his corpse. Everything is like flowing water. The Chen Kingdom is dead. You have come this far. From now on, you will guard Chen Dingye's tomb and spend the rest of your life there."

The eunuch in charge of ceremonies said respectfully, "Your Highness Prince Qin, please be merciful."

"But I am already your Majesty's servant. How can I betray my master and seek glory..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly jumped up, holding a dagger in his hand, and rushed towards the King of Qin in front of him. However, he was just a disabled person with no talent. Even if he had the opportunity to take various elixirs because of Chen Dingye, he was only at the third level fed by the elixirs.

Warriors in the third realm, even those with strong Qi and blood, can wear armor.

But he was just a young general who led hundreds of people to fight on the battlefield.

But how could he compare with the King of Qin who was so domineering at the moment? What's more, Li Guanyi was not alone. He stabbed the dagger with all his strength, but his wrist was grasped by a hand. The King of Qin did not make a move, as generals on his left and right had already stopped the eunuch in charge of ceremonies.

Fan Qing exerted force with his palm and the dagger fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

The King of Qin looked at the eunuch in charge of ceremonies and said, "...Take him away."

"Father-in-law, there is no hatred between you and me. Let's have a good beginning and a good end."

Fan Qing released the eunuch's hand. The eunuch looked at the King of Qin, tears streaming down his face. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, saying, "...I know what I said is absurd and bold, but, Your Highness, could you give me a corner of your battle robe?"

Yue Qianfeng was furious: "How dare you!"

"How dare a eunuch like you ask for the King of Qin's robe? Are you looking for death?!"

Li Guanyi raised his hand to stop Yue Qianfeng, looked at the pale-faced eunuch in front of him and said, "If you are talking about the King of Qin, I can't give it to you."

The eunuch in charge of ceremonies looked gloomy.

But the King of Qin suddenly drew his sword, and with the clear sound of the sword, he took off a corner of his robe, put the long sword back into the scabbard, and the corner of his robe rolled down. Li Guanyi said softly: "But he is an old friend after all."

The eunuch in charge of ceremonies grinned, not knowing whether he wanted to laugh or cry, and suddenly he thought of the past.

At that time, Chen Dingye was an idle and unpopular prince and had long left the palace.

He was just a small eunuch, without any support, living a very hard life, and could be bullied by anyone. Only the god would thank him. After he was helped onto the horse after getting drunk, he would raise his wine naan and invite him to drink with him, saying that they were brothers drinking together.

I am very nervous and timid to talk about my disabled people, not my brothers.

The young man just laughed out loud.

It is said that a man should be courageous, so why should he care about others?

The eunuch in charge of ceremonies said softly, "It is indeed your son. Your Highness and the Duke of Taiping have very similar personalities."

Surrounded by many famous generals, the eunuch with an arrow in his body held a dagger and kept stabbing the corner of his battle robe. He had no martial arts skills and could only use this to avenge his king. Then he threw down the dagger, gasping for breath, his face pale.

This eunuch, who once risked his life to rush into the fire and saw the divine general for the last time, had been servile all his life. This time, he finally straightened his back, staggered to the front of Chen Dingye's corpse, grinned, and bowed down.

And then he never got up again.

Men have courage.

Even if they are hostile, Duke Taiping.

We are like this.

Can he be considered a man?

........................

The death of the Emperor of Chen meant the end of the Chen Kingdom. His death dealt a huge blow to the aristocratic families and hidden forces within the entire Chen Kingdom who still had some resistance in their hearts.

Under this name, the Qilin Army under the King of Qin began to completely resolve and subdue the last part of the unconvinced forces in the State of Chen.

Chen State Imperial Tomb.

Chen Dingye was finally buried here.

Considering his final desperate action of tearing the grassland apart, it was at least worthwhile to come here. Li Guanyi buried the eunuch next to Chen Dingye, and gave a great burial to the Jinwu guards in the city who died in the last battle.

In the center of the royal tombs of the State of Chen, there is a particularly ancient and magnificent one.

There are two huge stone tablets next to it and an old tree outside.

This is where Emperor Wu of Chen, the founding emperor of the State of Chen, is buried.

The white-haired old Sima Ming stood here, looking at the big tree. It was spring again, and the willow tree had grown new leaves, but the people from that time were no longer around. Not only were the people gone, but even the dynasty that was founded by the people with swords and spears had perished.

Only this old willow turns green again when the spring breeze blows.

The old Siming patted the trunk of the old tree and said to the old black tortoise next to him: "Old buddy, back then, that bastard Emperor Wu of Chen broke up with me. Before I left, I said that after he died, I would definitely take a dump in front of the old tree in front of his tomb."

"I didn't expect that before he died, he would write an imperial decree to have his descendants plant this old tree. He is a man of his word. It's just that it would be interesting to do such a thing while the descendants of Emperor Wu of Chen are still around."

"Now that his kingdom is gone, I suddenly feel that there is no point in peeing in front of his tomb."

The old black tortoise rolled his eyes: "You are just asking for trouble."

"Why, do you think it's exciting only when someone finds you and chases you with a big knife?"

The old black turtle cursed.

As for why I remember what happened back then so clearly and have so many complaints about it.

But we have to guess, when the old Sima Ming got angry, during the heyday of the State of Chen, he ran to the tree in front of the tomb of Emperor Wu of Chen to urinate. He was finally discovered by the guards of the Chen State's Forbidden Palace. When they swung a big knife at his head, who blocked it?

Old Siming scratched his head and laughed heartily: "Hi!"

"Look at you. How many years have passed?"

"How come you still remember it so clearly?"

"We are no match for each other. How can you, a little turtle, hold a grudge?"

The old Sima Ming rubbed the black turtle's head angrily.

The latter wanted to take a bite out of the old guy.

The old Siming stroked the old tree gently, the smile on his lips gradually faded, his white hair fell, his eyes were peaceful and serene, with a sense of vicissitudes of life, he said: "Time passes, Chen Wu, your country is also destroyed."

"Now the whole world, the Western Regions, the grasslands, your Chen, and the southwest, have all been united under one country. The world is now divided into two. The unification of the world that we promised to pursue when we were young is about to be realized."

"However, on the road to pursuing this dream, your big dream was shattered. If you saw what happened today, would you feel unwilling and resentful, or would you just smile and have a drink?"

"What should people of my generation do?"

Old Siming sighed, it seemed that the weather was good, but it seemed to be drizzling again. The rain was cold and especially suitable for the scene. Old Siming stood in front of the white hair, stretched out his palm, and then the rain fell on the earth. Seeing the willow trees swaying, it was like seeing old friends.

The willow trees in front of me and the clear sky in the distance, aren’t they bleak, aren’t they…

Old Siming’s thoughts froze.

Ok?
Wait, there’s a clear sky in the distance.

Clear sky?!
Old Siming stared blankly at the clear, rainless sky about thirty steps away, then looked at the rain covering the area and his forehead twitched.

He seemed to realize something, stiffened for a moment, slowly turned around, and raised his head to look. High up in the mausoleum, a man with skin as hard as wood and stone was relieving himself, peeing into the wind.

Eyes facing each other.

General Xue said happily: "Isn't this Little Sima Ming?"

ha? ? ?
Old Siming's face turned visibly red and warm.

What sadness in spring and autumn, what desolation in old age.

It was thrown away in an instant.

The number one divine general five hundred years ago did not need to speak, only one movement was needed.

It would be able to shatter the Daoist aspirations of the Yin-Yang School, the largest sect in the past eight hundred years.

The old Siming lifted the black tortoise with one hand, blocking the rain in front of him, and said angrily:

"Mr. Xue, you are such a jerk!!!" General Xue was relieved and explained happily:
"This is a new function that Guan Twelve added for me."

"It looks like peeing, but it's just normal water discharge, like a water crossbow. Ah, I've been dead for many years, how can I be like you?"

“It’s just normal river water.”

"Even the river water is too unlucky."

Old Siming rushed over and knocked the guy down and beat him. He was so angry that his face turned red. He beat him angrily, but he hit the mechanism, and his fist turned red. He gritted his teeth and said, "What the hell are you doing to Guan Twelve? What functions are you adding to you?!"

General Xue said confidently: "It is the most important function."

Old Siming: “…………”

I don't know why, but this guy looks so righteous.

Old Sima Ming no longer had the energy to get angry.

Forget it. There's no need to get angry with this guy. It's not worth it.

General Xue easily captured the old Siming, then sat up and looked at the tomb of the Chen Kingdom. He was amazed and said, "I heard that the last emperor of the lineage of Chen Baxian died. According to the character of Li Guanyi, he returned soon."

"Before you start fighting with Jiang Su, come and take a look at Chen Baxian."

The old Siming asked, "Jiang Su... the final battle?"

The old man remained silent. He had a vague feeling that the final battle between Li Guanyi and Jiang Su would determine the trend and future of the world. However, there were too many forces and people involved in this battle.

In the absence of external enemies, the intensity and scale of this war are bound to be unprecedented, without precedent or repetition, and it can be regarded as the final battle among the world's famous generals.

Just thinking about that scene made Old Siming's heart tremble.

The old Siming was silent, and asked, "Who do you think will win in the end?"

General Xue laughed and said, "How should I know?"

Old Siming asked, "Aren't you the number one general five hundred years ago?"

General Xue said, "You also said it was five hundred years. During their heyday, Chen and Ying occupied the world, but they only lasted about three hundred years. When I was there, Chen Baxian, the ancestor of Chen, was only a duke, and he fought with me every day."

"Now the nations of his descendants rise and fall."

"Five hundred years is a really long time."

The old Siming said: "It is just a random statement."

General Xue thought for a moment and said, "If you want me to see it."

"In terms of foundation, Ying State is definitely stronger, but in terms of potential, Li Guanyi's side is definitely stronger. If Li Guanyi is given 30 years, although it cannot be said to be effortless, it will be easier for him to win."

"They own the future, and Yingguo Jiangsu holds the past."

“But we have to compete now.”

"To be honest, I can't tell who will win or lose. I have never experienced a battlefield of this level in my life. One of my greatest achievements was killing the Great Khan of the Turks, but this group of people has already made the Steppe Turks famous."

General Xue sat cross-legged on the upper floor of the Chen State Mausoleum Complex, propping his chin with one hand, and said:

"Since the battle of the Overlord Scarlet Emperor, this is the strongest battle in the past eight hundred years."

“It’s really exciting.”

The old Siming looked at General Xue, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "So who do you think is stronger now, Guan Yi or Jiang Su?"

General Xue said lazily, "Jiang Suqiang."

"The former number one general in the world, somehow, was blessed by the fortune of Ying State. To be honest, with such means and strength, I don't know how he can lose. Even though Li Guanyi is very talented, he also rose to prominence by luck."

"But it's too much to crush Jiang Su's three hundred years of heritage in ten years. At least, it seems that Jiang Su has made further progress. If the two of them lead the same force to fight, Jiang Su will win in a one-on-one duel."

"But on the battlefield, it's not just a simple competition of strength."

"In this final battle, we will have to fight for our national strength, our national heritage, the generals' grasp of the battlefield, our unity, the great fortune of the world, that little bit of luck, and most importantly..."

Old Siming asked: "The most important thing?"

General Xue smiled and said, "Let's fight."

Old Siming was puzzled: "Huh?"

"The final battle on the battlefield, the one that will decide the fate of the world, is not about famous ministers and generals, not about swords and armor, but about this?"

General Xue replied: "For a famous general with a large army, swords, spears and armor are of course important."

"But the will of this army is more important than them."

"In a war of this magnitude, the contradictions are exposed. No matter what strategy is used, it is useless. Both sides can guess the opponent's general tactics."

"Fighting to the end is the most brutal way of fighting. Both sides are crowded on the battlefield, fighting with swords and guns. Even if the blades are broken, they still have to chop down. It's a force, a fierce force, a force to win."

"Don't underestimate this spirit. If you have this spirit, even if you fail on the battlefield, you can still make a comeback. If you don't have this spirit, even if you have a million-strong army, it will only be an empty shell. A short-term victory will also collapse."

Old Siming seemed to be thinking about something.

General Xue patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Since this is a battle to bring peace to the world, how could it be just one battle? It will definitely be a protracted battle."

He seemed to be thinking about something again and said:
"Since we are here, why not go and see what is inside this mausoleum?"

Old Siming was still furious and asked subconsciously, "Huh?"

"You want to rob Chen's tomb?!"

General Xue said, "Of course not."

He said confidently, "We'll go in through the main entrance."

"Go get it with dignity!"

Old Siming was stunned: "Huh???"

Although General Xue's words were very illogical, he was very decisive when doing things, especially when it came to Chen Baxian. He was extremely fast and arrived at Chen Baxian's tomb.

Chen Baxian personally laid the foundation for the Chen State. Later generations had great admiration for this ancestor who was a top general of that era. The royal mausoleum complex of the Chen State was built around the tomb of Chen Baxian, the Duke of Chen.

Old Siming saw that between two huge and majestic tomb-guarding beasts, there was a stone tablet with a line of words engraved on it.

[Anyone who enters this tomb will be punished by our ancestor Baxian himself, and will have no place to be buried after death]!
General Xue looked down on the subject and pushed open the huge stone door above the mausoleum.

"Come if you have the guts, Chen Baxian."

"Who are you trying to scare, old man?"

We walked forward again, passed the corridor, and saw another monument.

The words above are sharp and seem to be written with a spear, exuding an overwhelming heroic spirit on the battlefield.

[People with the surname Xue and dogs are not allowed to enter]!
The old Siming was silent: "What did you do to Chen Guogong Baxian to make him so sure that you would come to his tomb, and even leave such words in his own tomb to curse you."

General Xue said confidently: "Who said I came in?"

"I died hundreds of years ago, and then the mechanical man came in."

"This old guy guessed wrong."

Looking at this big stone tablet, I walked forward:
"I care so much about you!"

General Xue walked in. There were obstacles along the way, but nothing could stop him. He walked all the way to the innermost part, and saw a stone tablet in front of the tomb with large characters written in sharp strokes.

【roll】!
General Xue laughed and didn't take it seriously.

Kick the door in.

Get out of here, uncle!

When he saw the place where the coffin was buried, he saw a pot of wine and two wine glasses in front of the huge tombstone. It was obvious that they were prepared long ago. They had been here for a long time and were already covered with dust. General Xue picked up the pot, poured two glasses of wine, and said:
"You still understand me!"

"At this time, I will definitely come to you for a drink, Chen Baxian."

General Xue held the wine cup in his hand. Although he was a mechanical being, he could still feel the slow and peaceful state of things. He said:

"You prepared everything and arranged everything. Your descendants did indeed establish a kingdom, but it was eventually destroyed. It was nothing more than an empty dream. I think I should at least tell you about it."

"What you ask for will never come true."

General Xue drank the wine with a smile on his face.

It's like chatting with an old friend.

But suddenly he spat out: "Hmm???"

He looked at the wine. It had a nice aroma, but it tasted like a mixture of vinegar and chili oil. Although Guan Twelve's mechanical skills were not that strong, General Xue was using his spiritual power, so he would be affected to a certain extent when he came into contact with the wine.

General Xue saw a line of small words under the wine pot, which were written by Chen Baxian.

【This time, I win】.

General Xue was stunned. He could imagine how his old friend, when he was old and dying five hundred years ago, had painstakingly thought out such a "winning move" in a relaxed and natural manner.

Then he made all the arrangements, closed his eyes and left the world with a cunning and calm attitude.

This is the last move against General Xue, and also the last gift from an old friend.

This gift came after five hundred years.

Chen Baxian fully expected that General Xue would come to his tomb, but he never thought that he was also General Xue's friend and close confidant. Even the latter, who had a free and easy personality, would not do such a thing.

It was not until more than 500 years later, when the State of Chen was destroyed, that he was told.

Both of them are so smart that they can see through people's hearts.

However, this also makes you look down on the other party's friendship.

The old friend is gone.

Old friends remain the same.

General Xue's heart seemed to be stabbed. He sat beside the tombstone in a daze. He raised his hand to touch the tombstone next to him. Suddenly he chuckled and laughed out loud. He was so unrestrained and arrogant, but he felt so refreshed and happy that he had not felt for a long time.

He drank the wine mixed with chili oil and vinegar, and laughed:
“Great wine!!!”

"Chen Baxian, ah Chen Baxian, you win!"

The king of Chen State has passed away, and the prosperity of Chen State has ended.

The death of a king of a country, a great country in the Central Plains, seemed to have a greater impact on the people of the world than the Qin King conquering most of the territory of the Chen State. However, in the midst of all the turmoil and changes.

Two things happened again.

First, when Emperor Chen Ding passed away, all the ministers and officials discussed his posthumous title.

Two things——

The new list of divine generals was spread throughout the world.

(End of this chapter)