Chapter 1067: First Volume, Chapter 1067: Reunion with Chen Si

First Volume, Chapter 1067: Reunion with Chen Si

Qin Feng had seen what a true nation looked like!

It was the people's nation, the commoners' nation—not one belonging to any single individual.

Qin Feng felt sorrow, regret, and pity precisely because he could not change people's minds.

He slowly stopped walking, gazing at the enemy and dear friend about to be parted by life and death, his eyes filled only with reluctance.

But no matter how reluctant, Chen Si must die.

"Big Brother Chen, how wonderful it would be if your ideals could benefit everyone."

"Put on your armor, you belong to Beixi; take it off, you belong to your family."

"Let the grudges of the battlefield stay on the battlefield."

Chen Si returned the smile, one devoid of any pretense.

Feeling the sincerity and sorrow in Qin Feng's gaze, Chen Si sighed softly.

"No one in all of Heaven would ever believe that the ruthless Marquis Qin could also be such a sentimental, tender soul."

"Technically, I shouldn't ask you for anything."

"But now, my armor has been stripped away; as a member of the Chen Clan, I hope…"

Before Chen Si could finish, Qin Feng waved his hand to cut him off.

"You know I cannot do that—we each hold our own positions, representing those who stand behind us."

"Letting the Chen Clan go would be grossly irresponsible to the people of Liang and the Beixi People."

"I have seen Big Brother Chen's divine mastery of warfare, I have seen Chen Mou and Chen Li's valor, and I have seen Chen Ba's peerless might."

"As long as this root remains unbroken, the Chen Clan will always be the Chen Clan, and will produce more brave and skilled generals."

"And when that time comes, whether they become generals or merciless rebels, no one can say for certain."

Qin Feng could never let the Chen Clan go—it would be like releasing a tiger back into the wild.

But for Chen Si's sake, Qin Feng was willing to give the Chen Clan a chance.

"I will do everything in my power to rescue them from hatred."

Those words were enough. Chen Si nodded with a smile.

All feasts must end; no matter how reluctant Qin Feng was, he had to say goodbye.

For a general, dying on the battlefield is the finest fate.

Qin Feng turned slowly, his heart like a knife twisted, but he had no choice—he walked toward the carriage convoy.

On the pitch-black Huang Ye, only Chen Si remained standing, while twenty Tianji Camp Guards lined up in a row, each holding a Step Bow.

Chen Si looked up at the dark night sky—no stars, no moon tonight—but he felt no oppression; at least before death, he had done something for the Chen Clan.

Perhaps this could not make up for the debts he owed his family after a lifetime of warfare.

But for Chen Si himself, he had no regrets.

As Chen Si opened his arms, the twenty Tianji Camp Guards simultaneously released their Bow Strings—twenty arrows flew toward Chen Si…

An incense stick later, Liu Ming arrived beside the carriage.

"My Lord, it's time to go."

Hearing those words meant Chen Si no longer existed in this world.

Qin Feng nodded, boarded the carriage, and continued onward in silence, joining the waiting convoy ahead.

When he reached the convoy, Shen Qingci had already been waiting a long time.

Seeing Qin Feng, she stepped forward to ask about the situation, but Liu Ming stopped her.

Liu Ming shook his head, signaling Shen Qingci that now was not the time.

Only then did Shen Qingci notice Qin Feng's unusual expression—why, after eliminating a major threat, was he not joyful?

Only after Qin Feng had walked far away did Shen Qingci ask Liu Ming: "What's wrong with Feng'er?"

"Is it because too many died during the siege of Chen Si?"

Liu Ming didn't know how to explain; he couldn't help but sigh.

"Chen Si was indeed a master of warfare, but this time, returning was like Flock Like Moths to Flame—those three hundred hadn't even formed a proper DefensiveLine before they were scattered."

"To eliminate Chen Si's Confidants, we lost only ten-plus men."

"When the many attack the few, and the prepared strike the unprepared, it's always this easy."

Hearing Liu Ming's explanation, Shen Qingci grew even more confused—if victory was so effortless and Chen Si was dead, this should have been a moment of great joy, so why was Qin Feng's face so grim?

Something was definitely wrong here!

After relentless questioning from Shen Qingci, Liu Ming finally revealed the truth.

"Young Mistress, you've never been on a battlefield—you can't understand its deeper meaning, and I don't blame you."

"Marquis Qin and Grand General Chen have always admired each other; now that Grand General Chen is dead, Marquis Qin is naturally much more desolate."

This answer left Shen Qingci unable to comprehend.

Qin Feng and Chen Si were mortal enemies—this was clear from how the Chen Clan had hated Qin Feng with a burning fury.

Chen Ba led a Stealth attack on Qin Feng and threatened him with a Blood Feud until one side perished; Qin Feng had no choice but to massacre the Chen Clan, and their enmity had reached the level of "Blood Feud."

Logically, when Qin Feng met Chen Si, they should have been filled with hatred.

How, then, had it turned into heroes recognizing heroes?

Liu Ming, hands behind his back, gazed at Qin Feng's lonely silhouette and said: "Marquis Qin has always regarded Grand General Chen as an elder brother; Grand General Chen taught Marquis Qin countless truths."

"Marquis Qin often says that if Chen Si hadn't guided him on how to face hatred on the battlefield, he might now be no different from the Chen Clan."

"Do you remember how furious Marquis Qin was toward the Di people when Li Lang died?"

Hearing Li Lang's name, Shen Qingci faintly understood—her view of Chen Si was no longer purely that of an enemy, but became complex.

The military death of Young Master Li struck Qin Feng a tremendous blow, nearly turning him into a beast that knew only revenge and slaughter.

It turned out to be Chen Si… who taught Qin Feng how to face and adapt to hatred.

"Eldest Miss, the battlefield is very pure—each side fights for its own lord, and either you die or I live."

"I kill you, or you kill me—one of us has to fall in a pool of blood."

"But once you leave the battlefield, things get complicated."

"Marquis Qin and Grand General Chen are actually the same kind of people. They are extremely alike, and precisely because of this, Marquis Qin has always regarded Grand General Chen very highly."

"If not for bad luck, and the fact that Grand General Chen had no capable lieutenants by his side, who would have won in the end would still be unknown."

"Out of reason, Marquis Qin had to eliminate Grand General Chen in the simplest and most decisive way."

"But out of feeling, Marquis Qin also felt that his victory was not a fair one—using hostages to threaten Grand General Chen was too despicable."

Shen Qingci finally understood why the ever-undefeated Qin Feng had suddenly become so desolate.

As a woman, Shen Qingci feared she would never be able to truly empathize.

The only thing she could do was temporarily not disturb Qin Feng.

Time would soothe the sorrow and loneliness in his heart.

Qin Feng walked silently to the carriage holding the Chen Family, looked at Chen Ba's wife, and said in a low voice: "Grand General Chen is dead."