"Not only that!"
" Thousands of years later, when the future generations mention the history of the conflict we are in..."
" They might lament the brutality of Dong Zhuo of Xiliang, mock Yuan Benchu's incompetence in defeating Guandu, and lament the cunning methods of Cao Cao…"
"But…"
"When they talk about the White Horse General Gongsun Zan of the Han Dynasty, they will only call him a hero.”
"Even worse."
"Before the word 'hero', the word' nation 'will be added.”
"Inheriting the weight of the Han nation, shaping the unyielding character of our Han family, not afraid of the souls of the barbarians, holding a blade to attack the Hu bandits.”
"Fang Wei is a national hero!"
"I believe that this will be the fairest evaluation of Gongsun Bogui in the future!”
When he said this, Zhuge Yibei looked at the land of Youyan. It was as if he had seen a figure riding a white horse across endless time and space, galloping through the Great Han frontier fortress.
The figure turned around and smiled at him, the corners of his eyes revealing a sense of relief.
Then…
As he raised the whip in his hand, the deep sound of the war drum resounded inside and outside the frontier fortress…
His figure disappeared into the depths of the grassland and was difficult to find.
In the blink of an eye.
As the breeze on the river blew across his face, the scene in front of Zhuge Yi changed again.
He saw the scene of countless Han people setting up a shrine for the White Horse General Gongsun Zan on the border of Youzhou.
In the center of the ancestral hall.
A clay sculpture of a middle-aged general wearing silver armor and riding a white horse stood there.
The horse's hooves trod north and pointed its blade at the grassland.
Even though Gongsun Zan had died more than ten years ago.
However…
In the northernmost part of the Great Han Dynasty, in the Land of Serene Swallow, there was still a group of people who had been protected by General White Horse in the past, and they were thanking him.
How magnificent it is for a real man to enjoy the ancestral temple food after his death!!!
At this moment, Zhuge Yi felt that he had to vent his anger.
Therefore…
He pulled out the Green Melon Sword from the deck and placed it in front of him, examining it with a burning gaze.
"Uncle, just now you said that Yi should have the bearing of a Confucian general.”
"Here, nephew wants to correct you.”
"Actually, what I want to be is a killing general, a killing general like General White Horse who protects the border.”
"Kill the non-humankind until their corpses are all over the ground."
"Kill Rong Di until his blood flows."
"Kill the Hu Krupp until they are afraid to go south."
"We killed all the men who were not of our race, leaving only women and children.”
"Kill them so that they will leave behind an eternal infamy in the annals of history compiled by those hypocritical and pedantic scholars.”
" Hehe, if I can use the killing sword in my hand to kill my way to the glory of the Han clan, to kill my way to the borders of the Han…"
"Then,"
"Yi doesn't mind leading his troops to fight against the enemy for the rest of his life, and he doesn't care if he will be buried in a foreign land and end up wrapped in a horse's leather one day.”
"What I asked for!"
"Not much!"
"When future generations pass by my tomb, if they can stop and rest, and say…"
"Zhuge Yi of the Han Dynasty, what a great husband!"
"This life is enough!"
Zhao Yun was shocked!
He turned his head and stared at the seemingly harmless young man beside him, who did not hide his murderous nature at all…
Zhao Yun felt gratified, complicated, and tried to persuade him.
He was gratified that the words that this child had said to comfort him earlier were not false.
Through these words, Zhao Yun truly felt Zhuge Yi's respect for his former lord, the White Horse General Gongsun Zan.
The complicated thing was…
In front of him, Zhuge Yi's killing intent was a little too strong.
If he allowed it to continue developing like this, he would inevitably go astray in the future.
As an uncle, Zhao Yun was unwilling to see such a good seedling be ruined like this.
As for persuasion…
" My dear nephew," Zhao Yun said slowly," to become the killing general that you yearn for is undoubtedly just like what you told me before. For the sake of peace, I will silently carry a heavy burden in the darkness."”
"Living like that…"
"For you in the future, it's too tiring and too bitter!”
"So be it."
"Isn't it good to become a Confucian general praised by the world?”
"Look at Zhou Gongjin of River East. Even Cao Cao, his enemy, admires his ability.”
"In the future, those scholars and celebrities will definitely leave behind countless posthumous works for him.”
Hearing Zhao Yun's advice, Zhuge Yi did not object.
Instead, he chanted softly,"Thinking back to the time when Gongjin first married, Xiao Qiao was heroic and heroic, with a feather fan and a scarf."”
"In the midst of laughter, the oars were reduced to ashes.”
After he finished reciting, Zhuge Yi pointed at the river in front of him and said to Zhao Yun,"" It's good to be like a Confucian general like Duke Jin of Zhou, wearing a feather fan and a scarf, and killing enemies with a smile, but..."
"Compared to the feather fan that is so light and easy to break, Yi still feels safer holding the blood-stained killing sword.”
"Confucian generals are content with their own lives, while killing generals are outside.”
"Compared to the Confucian generals, who are all righteous soldiers and have to worry about whether their strategies are in line with righteousness.”
"Killing a general is pure. They don't care about the process, they only care about the result.”
"The strength of the Han people."
"It's not about how many heroes have emerged in the Central Plains, nor is it about the schemes and strategies of those heroes who kill each other with grudges.”
"It determines whether the Han people are strong or not.”
"It's about whether those heroes are willing to be like the former Marquis of Yiyang, Fu Meson, and Huo Piaoqi. In order to protect the Han family, they became bloodthirsty generals and marched to the north and south, drawing their swords in anger and cutting off the heads of the enemy leaders.”
"If there comes a day when the empire created by the Han people is full of famous people, but the people of that time regard martial arts as a disgrace and use the killing sword as a disgrace, then the Han people will probably be finished.”
Zhuge Yi thought of Zhao Song in the future.
What he lacked was the killing intent to fight to the death with the Hu Kou.
The song "The River Is Red" expressed Yue Wumu's unwillingness before his death.
However…
It also played the finale of Zhao Song's funeral song.
If Zhao Song was not destroyed, the heavens would not tolerate it!!!
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