Star Trace Gate

The door to the secret room.

Ren Ye, Baihuaxian, Dujiuhu, and even Guitoudao were all stunned with shock in their eyes after seeing the faces of the thirteen generals sitting in the room.

They were none other than the twelve generals who had "died" in the hall earlier, and Niu Xi who had been beheaded.

However, at this moment, they were sitting alive in the secret room without any external injuries on their bodies.

Apart from the shocked foursome, Weng Sanren and Big Fat Dragon were more calm, and their expressions were different.

After the former came to his senses, there was a hint of admiration in his eyes when he looked at Wu Yuanjun's back; while in the eyes of the latter, there was a stronger sense of age, as if he had seen the end of the story.

After a brief silence, Weng Sanren turned his head to look at the housekeeper and asked softly, "Is it... the terracotta warrior who died in place of him?!"

"Yes, my master sent you to the spiritual tunnel to retrieve the terracotta figurines. They are to be used in the main hall." The butler nodded without denying.

"What a good move." Upon hearing this, Weng Sanren muttered in his heart, "A famous general of his generation. This move...even I didn't see it before."

He only thought about it for a moment and his thoughts suddenly became clear and he figured out the whole thing.

Similarly, after hearing the butler's answer, Ren Ye, who was standing nearby, had countless details emerge in his mind and instantly connected together.

If you think about it carefully, when the five of them entered the tunnel together that day, they encountered a "fake body" that looked exactly like themselves on the periphery. For this, Fatty Dragon was almost blackmailed by Ren Ye...

At that time, no one thought that these fake bodies would be related to the terracotta warriors, and they just thought it was a test deliberately set by the Heavenly Dao. But now thinking about it, the combat power of the fake bodies at that time was not strong, and it did not bring too difficult obstacles to everyone. If it is said that this is an SSS-level test of the Heavenly Dao evolution, it is a bit far-fetched and too simple.

Moreover, after Ren Ye and the other four entered the secret room of the terracotta warriors, the fake body never appeared again.

At that time, when people saw the appearance of the terracotta figurine, they all thought it was too strange, because it was "formless" and could neither be considered a sculpture nor a work of art.

Later, Ren also discovered that this object might be used to suppress evil spirits, so he did not make any other associations and just thought that it was an object to suppress evil spirits, which is why its shape was so special.

But now that I think about it carefully, this faceless appearance actually has a deeper meaning. It should refer to the fact that this terracotta figurine has the ability to change into thousands of faces, so it itself has no face.

But why did this pottery figurine become like everyone else? What are the conditions for using this magic weapon?

Could it be that it can be used at will? As long as it senses a stranger around, it will randomly change into the other person's appearance...

Isn’t this too far-fetched?

If this is the case, then how did the witch master use this magical power to conceal his true intentions?

No, there must be some information somewhere...Oh, shit, shit!

When Ren Ye thought of this, he stood there with a numb feeling as if he had been electrocuted, and shouted wildly in his heart: "Blood, it's blood!! The terracotta warriors must have blood to be activated...!"

He suddenly remembered that when they first entered the spiritual tunnel, after several people pushed open the door, they encountered a gust of wind as sharp as a knife, and everyone was slightly injured and bleeding...

At the time, no one thought much about it, but after the bloodshed, they only moved forward for a short while before encountering the terracotta warriors.

This thing must be transformed into its own appearance using one's own blood.

Thinking of this, he looked up at Niu Xi and the Twelve Generals in the room.

Sure enough, several of them had some dried blood on their fingers.

Oh my God! Boss, I really misunderstood you earlier.

I never expected that you are not only extremely brave and powerful, but also extremely intelligent.

They captured Niu Xi, stole the terracotta figurines, and started a massacre in the main hall...

The relationships among the three errands are closely linked.

That’s why Wu Yuanjun just said, “A lot of things happened tonight. You may be confused, angry, or even hate me… but you are all participants in these bloody events, haha.”

He was right, all six of them were participants, but they didn't figure everything out until the door here was opened.

in the secret room.

The third oldest general among the brothers, who was also a strong and straightforward one, asked in confusion after seeing Wu Yuanjun: "Big... Big brother... what do you mean by this?"

"Yes, you gathered us here under the pretext of discussing military affairs, and you refused to let us out, and you wanted to draw blood... What on earth is going on?"

"To be honest, if the housekeeper hadn't sent a message and repeatedly comforted me, I would have rushed out to find out what was going on. I am just an ordinary person and I really can't guess what you are thinking."

"..."

When everyone saw Wu Yuanjun come in, they all asked questions.

These twelve generals received the secret order from the witch master after dusk, and came to the Bulao Mountain in a very low-key manner. Even their trusted generals in the camp did not know where they were. Only the people accompanying them knew where they were.

After arriving here, everyone was invited into the secret room and met Niu Xi.

Of course, after the two sides met, Niu Xi was almost eaten by these twelve people. In the end, it was the housekeeper who stopped him, and he was able to survive until now.

Wu Yuanjun did this because he knew that after these brothers learned of his plan, they would definitely not agree, let alone cooperate in acting.

They will definitely choose to live and die with me.

"Brother, what did you mean by that?" Niu Xi, who was sitting on the inside, asked in confusion, "What do you mean by the sky is high and the sea is vast, and you can travel freely?"

"liquor!"

Wu Yuanjun turned around and greeted.

Upon hearing this, the butler immediately took out two jars of fine wine and fourteen large bowls that had been prepared in advance at the door of the secret room.

Wu Yuanjun entered, bent down, and sat opposite the thirteen brothers.

With smooth movements, he opened the wine jars that had been sealed for years and poured out fourteen full bowls of wine one by one.

In the secret room, the aroma of wine filled the air and the lights were dim.

Wu Yuanjun sat there with a smile on his face, and said very concisely: "The emperor and the treacherous ministers and political parties in the court all want us to die. You ask me why? I can't tell you... because the Golden Palace is too dirty, someone may bear a grudge against me because of a word; someone may hate me to the bone because they can't get an official position; someone may want to kill me because the White Python Clan has occupied too much military funds and food, and the benefits have been divided up."

"When the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked. That is just the reason on the table. It is only the emperor who is uneasy. What really wants to kill us is those sharp knives stabbing in the dark, and each knife has its own reason."

When the generals heard this, they were all silent.

"I have three reasons for doing this. First, the imperial army is surrounding Mount Bulao. We seem to have two choices, but no matter which one we choose, the whole tribe will be killed and our bodies will be left exposed in the wilderness." Wu Yuanjun said slowly, "Raise an army to rebel? With only 80,000 troops, how can we cope with the continuous encirclement and suppression of the imperial army? Even if the Tianlong tribe is defeated, there are other tribes that will come...!"

"When the war started, it seemed that our army could retreat to Lingnan, use the three counties to establish a frontier defense, and thus establish its own country!" Wu Yuanjun continued, "But in practice, this is absolutely not feasible. Lingnan has been devastated by the war, and nine out of ten houses are empty. Soldiers, money, and food are all difficult to sustain... Without external forces, the army will be completely defeated within a year. And all we can leave behind are piles of fallen corpses. This is the first reason."

After that, he paused for a moment and continued, "Secondly, if we want to gain a foothold in Lingnan and not be wiped out, the only way out is to unite with Daqian, form an alliance with it, and exist as a vassal state. Then the Emperor Wu of Daqian will give us food and money, and even send troops to protect our territory. But I want to ask you, turn your heads and look at the white hair and scars of the brothers beside you, and then think about what we did in the first half of our lives."

When the generals heard this, hot tears flowed uncontrollably from their eyes.

"We have fought against Daqian for a lifetime! You and I have fought from a young general on horseback to an old man with gray hair. Could it be that... the final outcome is to surrender to the one who killed your tribe's relatives and invaded your hometown just for a living word?!" Wu Yuanjun said word by word, "I... can't do it. In this life, the next life, even if I reincarnate for a hundred generations, my head may one day be hung on the gate of the country, but I will never kneel down and surrender to the Emperor! You are all my brothers, and I know your character. You can't do it either."

"A real man is born in this world, and his integrity is more important than his life. Today we are in such a situation. A hundred years later, some people will scold the emperor for being cruel, but they will not scold me, Wu Yuanjun and my thirteen brothers, for collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country!"

"...Brother, please stop talking. I said I was collaborating with the enemy Daqian just because I was angry."

The thirteen generals all had tears on their faces. They lowered their heads and looked at their feet, crying like children.

Wu Yuanjun slowly raised his head and said again: "The third reason is justice. The war in my southern border has lasted for who knows how many years. Until today, who knows how many generations have been killed and injured. Generation after generation of old men, looking at the north, have been saying... When the flags are not unfurled and the horses are let loose on the barren mountains, the world will be peaceful. Now... If you can injustice us and bring peace to the world, then we should do so. Not for the imperial power, but for the people."

At this point, he picked up the wine bowl and said, "Just now, all the brothers died in the hall. Lord Rat saw it, and the confidant sent by the emperor also saw it. In a quarter of an hour, the six gentlemen will send you and your families away."

"The Immortal Mountain has been heavily surrounded by soldiers. It will be difficult to escape by ordinary means." Wu Yuanjun turned his head and looked at Ren Ye and said, "So, you cleared out the evil spirits in the spiritual tunnel in advance and found the exit, just for this moment. Go from there quietly and secretly... The families of my sworn brothers will not be disturbed."

Ren Ye looked at him and nodded slightly, with only admiration in his eyes.

He had thought of everything...

Wu Yuanjun held the wine bowl and looked at his brothers: "Now, I only need you to do one thing. Hand over the military seal of the army, and write a personal letter. I will send someone to take it to your respective camps and circulate it to your trusted generals, asking them to accept the takeover of the Tianlong Department. In this way, if you die, these generals will not have to worry about it. At most, they will be dismissed from office. The military funds saved over the years can allow them to live the rest of their lives in peace."

After hearing this, Niu Xi was silent for a long time, then burst into tears and said, "Brother, I was wrong... I'm sorry for you."

"When we were young, you and I were on military horses together. We had highly compatible thoughts. You are like a vice commander given to me by God. We have fought in many battles over the years... We have a tacit understanding and have won countless victories. Fortunately, today... we still have this tacit understanding." Wu Yuanjun looked at him; "I have never blamed you, and I know what you are thinking... Even the decision I made today is related to what you said that day."

He looked at Niu Xi and nodded slightly: "It's time to return peace and prosperity to southern Xinjiang."

When Niu Xi heard this, he felt even more guilty and speechless.

He buried his old face in his hands: "You have arranged a way out for everyone, but what about you... Your Majesty, he...!"

"After the Tianlong tribe takes over the major camps, I will leave the Bulao Mountain and return to the capital to meet the emperor under the escort of Lord Shu." Wu Yuanjun said calmly: "On the way, I will commit suicide by taking poison with the four guards, and there will be human, material and corpse evidence. And...the five people who died for me will naturally be pottery figurines. Everything has been arranged, don't worry, brothers."

When Niu Xi heard this, he did not respond, but cried even more sadly.

The twelve generals were slightly stunned, and several of them wanted to dissuade them.

"I have given up on this matter. Brothers, please do not persuade me." Wu Yuanjun interrupted with a smile, stood up and raised his glass: "Today we are parting, and I don't know when we will meet again. Brothers, stand up with me, let us toast to the righteousness of this half-life, and to the cold pond that we swore to when we were young... Today, it is still as clear as ever."

After the voice fell, the thirteen people stood up, picked up the big bowls together, and drank the wine in the glasses.

After drinking heavily, Wu Yuanjun said nothing more, but walked out and ordered: "Six gentlemen, in a quarter of an hour, you will rush to the family courtyard, pick up the families of the thirteen brothers who secretly came, and then go into the mountain and enter the spiritual tunnel."

"If family members come here, will Lord Rat be suspicious...!" Ren Ye now only wants to help Wu Yuanjun and fulfill the righteousness in his heart, so he reminded him.

"If you were the general's family member, would you stay there and wait to be killed if you knew that the general was dead?" Wu Yuanjun said softly, "When they came out, there was a little confusion in the camp, which would not arouse suspicion."

"I obey your command." Ren nodded.

"After you send the thirteen brothers out, come back and report." Wu Yuanjun paused for a moment and said, "Master Fo will be in charge of this trip. The rest of you must obey my orders!"

"Yes!"

The other five people clasped their fists and replied.

"Goodbye, brothers!"

Wu Yuanjun turned around and tried to leave.

“Gudong, gudong…!”

At this moment, the thirteen veterans who were crying like tearful people all knelt on the ground, clasped their fists and shouted, "Marshal, brother!! We brothers have shared honor and disgrace for so many years, but why... can't we walk the last journey together?!"

Wu Yuanjun looked at them and said, "…It's peaceful now. You should take a break."

He smiled and left, alone.

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