Chapter 1058: Bitter Battle

The morning light in the east appeared, and the fish-white sky broke at dawn.

The Ji State army suddenly poured out of the camp, divided into many routes, and killed toward the Qingming eastern defense line. In the camp, Xiao Jingyuan sat in the central army, closing his eyes to rest, his foster son standing behind him, his face filled with indignation.

Sitting in the main commander's seat at this moment was a fair-skinned Confucian scholar, who was talented and wore satin clothes, looking like he was in his middle age. But with his cultivation at the late stage of Dharma Form, sitting in this main commander's seat, it was eye-catching.

On the ground in the large tent, there were several pools of fresh blood.

Several soldiers were carrying a general out. The general was covered in blood, his skin torn and flesh ripped, and he was already breathing his last. There were also eight young eunuchs standing in the tent, each with the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Dao Foundation, holding vine sticks that could break the body, the tips of which were covered with flesh and blood.

This kind of vine stick was refined from thousand-year-old vines and was a special torture instrument, specifically designed to overcome sturdy Dharma bodies. Even if a Dharma Form of body refining encountered it, he would be beaten to death by several Dao Foundations.

The general had just been carried out of the tent when a burst of crying suddenly sounded. It turned out that the general couldn't take the beating and had actually died just after leaving the tent.

The Confucian scholar sighed lightly and said: "How stupid, to insist on bumping into this official, and not letting go even after being beaten into a coma. This official came here by imperial decree; bumping into me is bumping into the King. Such a rebellious person, beating him to death is just beating him to death. As for the people crying outside the camp, what exactly does it mean? Is it questioning this official's handling as unfair? Come, bring all the crying people in!"

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen captains and soldiers were dragged into the large tent and knelt on the ground. One of the young generals suddenly raised his head, gritted his teeth, and said: "General Yu was loyal to the country all his life! He didn't die on the battlefield, but I didn't expect him to die at the hands of you dog official! I'll fight you to the death!"

He suddenly jumped up and rushed toward the Confucian scholar!

The young general was also a Dharma Form cultivation, and this rush was done with all his might, with a fierce momentum, while many generals present were motionless, as if caught off guard.

The young general rushed halfway when his head suddenly flew up, and a cavity of hot blood shot onto the top of the tent. The headless corpse continued to fly forward, barely landing in front of the Confucian scholar, splashing a few drops of fresh blood on the hem of his official robe.

At this moment, in the large tent, the figure of the Embroidered Uniform Guard Superintendent slowly emerged. He sat on the side of the upper seat, but no general could detect him.

The Confucian scholar said coldly: "You all disturb the morale of the army, drag them all out and behead them."

These captains and generals were all dragged out by the eunuchs. Everyone present was angry but dared not speak.

But this Confucian scholar didn't feel cramped at all, looking at the many generals in heavy armor in the camp, not hiding his disdain in his eyes at all.

He shouted in a deep voice: "Left Army General Mao Xianzu!"

"The end general is here!"

"Your unit will immediately march north for forty li, as the rear support for the third route. After arriving, start the war immediately. Without a military order, you are not allowed to retreat. Do you understand?"

Mao Xianzu was a fat and strong man, with anger flashing in his eyes, but he still said: "The end general understands."

The Confucian scholar issued orders continuously. A moment later, the generals in the camp had left seven or eight-tenths, and the troops in the Ji Army camp were dispatched one after another, and there was almost nothing left.

Xiao Jingyuan's foster son's eyes were almost spitting fire. The troops finally dispatched were basically Xiao Jingyuan's direct descendants, and some were already somewhat similar to private armies. But they were all pushed onto the battlefield by this Confucian scholar's military order.

He couldn't help but say: "Sun Chaoen, Lord Sun! Many soldiers just came off the battlefield the day before, and they were thrown into the battle again without any rest. The casualties will be much higher! And the camp is empty. If Wei Yuan takes the opportunity to raid, can Lord Sun bear this responsibility?"

Sitting in the high position was Sun Chaoen. At this moment, he came with the imperial decree and had already taken over the power in Xiao Jingyuan's hands.

And as soon as he arrived, he immediately sidelined Xiao Jingyuan, then on the spot had several generals who dared to contradict him beaten to death. Sun Chaoen did not come alone either; he was accompanied by numerous eunuchs, specifically responsible for enforcing the law and carrying out punishments.

Although the generals were extremely angry, Sun Chaoen came with the imperial decree, which was justified, and the Embroidered Uniform Guard Superintendent was watching from the side. Therefore, although they reached the verge of explosion several times, in front of the bloody corpses, they could only choose to endure.

Facing the questioning of Xiao Jingyuan's foster son, Sun Chaoen sneered: "Little General Xiao, this official is looking at the face of the Great General, so I didn't send you out. But if you think this official dare not move you, that is a big mistake! If the little general has any dissatisfaction with this official, you can naturally impeach this official in the court in the future. But now... endure it!"

Xiao Jingyuan coughed at this moment, and the foster son could only endure this breath and retreated to the back sullenly.

At this moment, the ground trembled slightly. Xiao Jingyuan's originally half-closed eyes suddenly opened, and his divine sense swept outside the camp. He saw dust rising in the distance, and teams of iron cavalry appeared, running at the speed of a jogging march. And the army energy covered the sky and the sun, and there was clearly a large army in the rear.

Xiao Jingyuan was no stranger to the flags and armor of this unit. It was originally the army group defending against Southern Qi and Wu State in the north. He didn't expect that it would cross hundreds of thousands of li and suddenly appear in the west. ===== CHAPTER 1059 =====