Yang Huaiyu sighed. "Even if my men hadn't told me, you would have guessed. Half a month ago, the Barbarian Army struck eastward, burning, killing, and plundering. With too little food in winter, they actually ate defeated soldiers, surrendered generals, and innocent civilians. They were like vicious ghosts. So many cities have become Hell!
Zhai Qianqian, this is all because of you. What do you think now? Since I dared come here today, I never intended to leave alive. I came to trade my life for yours!"
As soon as those words were spoken, the atmosphere grew tense again. Both sides were on the verge of fighting...
Zhai Qianqian did not back down. She shouted, "If I hadn't killed Zhao Jingkun, would the Barbarian Army not have come? Marshal Yang, tell me honestly: with the Barbarian Army besieging the city, could it have been defended without Zhao Yun and my brother Chen Wuwei?"
I thought as they did too. I believed the Great Jing Kingdom could still be saved, that even if we had to risk our lives, we had to preserve hope for the Human Race. But what about Zhao Jingkun? For his own interests, he murdered loyal ministers. The people of Changsheng City could not tell right from wrong either. My brother died because of it, leaving not even his bones behind. If it were you, should Zhao Jingkun have been killed or not?
"Even if the ruler was at fault, he should have been advised. How could you resort to violence? You ignored the proper order between ruler and subject and set a precedent for regicide. The Human Race will only grow more divided and become easier prey for foreign races. Have you still not realized how grave your sins are?"
"Hmph! Have you forgotten how the