Su Sheng was tall and strong, and as a general who had fought on the battlefield for many years, he was highly skilled in martial arts. Logically speaking, he should not have been killed by a mere soldier.
The problem lies in his arrogance and self-importance; he believed that the Southern Dynasty would not kill him but would instead rely on him greatly.
Having fought against them for many years, he knew the details of their military formations and understood what a capable military leader like himself meant to the Southern Dynasty.
Not to mention that the emperors of the Southern Dynasty had repeatedly written letters to him, earnestly trying to recruit him.
Therefore, he was extremely certain that this surrender would not only be safe but would also bring him great wealth and honor.
In fact, the attitude of the soldiers in the city towards Wang Wen before his return proved this point.
Even those who hated him to the core dared not do anything.
Su Sheng thoroughly enjoyed this environment where others disliked him but couldn't get rid of him.
Who knows!
There will be an unreasonable, reckless young soldier who doesn't care about the big picture and wants to trade his life for his.
There was also a foolish "immortal" who had no martial ethics or morality; he surrendered but was still killed.
Su Sheng died a very unjust death.
He held onto hope until his head was chopped off, waiting to see the rebellious, rule-breaking soldier in front of him be pulled away and punished by his own men.
This kind of performance was his favorite.
He had only been stabbed once; he had been wounded countless times during his many years of fighting.
A minor penetrating sword wound is nothing to worry about.
The Southern Dynasty would absolutely not let him die; they would definitely find the best doctors and imperial physicians to treat his injuries.
Then severely punish that hot-headed soldier.
He had even decided that once his injuries had healed a little, he would cut off pieces of the soldier's flesh and roast them in front of him.
Although men's flesh is a bit tougher and more likely to get stuck in your teeth, it's not as palatable as women's or children's flesh.
But its strength lies in the atmosphere.
That kind of atmosphere would be perfect for drinking!
The moment I was struck by the sword.
Su Sheng had already imagined all the plot points for the next ten days or so.
My heart is filled with pride and anticipation.
Unexpectedly, the longsword inside his body turned out to be a divine weapon.
Damn it, how come a sword can be so efficient at beheading, even faster than a broadsword?
It happened so fast there wasn't even time to react or regret it!
This was Su Sheng's last thought as he saw his headless body as his head fell to the ground.
And so he died.
He died a very unjust death.
He was killed by an unknown person.
There wasn't a single decent counterattack or resistance throughout the entire process.
Like a stupid pig, it died easily under the "sword".
After the soldiers in the city celebrated...
Calm down.
The atmosphere became heavy.
Because they knew they were about to do something even more against their conscience.
Killing prisoners without permission is a serious crime.
To put it bluntly, this could be considered disobeying military orders.
A crime punishable by death!
What's more, the one who died was Su Sheng, a renowned general from the Northern Kingdom whom the royal family had always cherished.
No one dares to cover up such a crime.
When the emperor gets angry, he may not name the culprit, but a large number of people may be implicated.
The soldiers looked at the corpse lying in a pool of blood and the soldiers beside it who were crying gleefully, their expressions filled with complex emotions.
for a long time.
The soldiers laughed and cried their fill.
He stopped speaking and looked at the complicated expressions on the faces of his colleagues around him.
He knew he was doomed this time.
He smiled nonchalantly.
He wiped the bloodstains off the fine steel longsword in his hand with his sleeve, and looked enviously at the intact blade and body that looked brand new.
He first clasped his hands in apology to his fallen colleagues, then waved to his concerned comrades in the distance.
Finally, he turned around and bowed in a distant gesture towards Wang Wen.
He raised his longsword and forcefully slashed his neck, committing suicide.
He knew.
Once he dies, all the blame can be placed on him.
Others will bear far less responsibility.
This was the only thing he could do for everyone.
The steel longsword is extremely sharp.
It only took half a breath to pierce Su Sheng's body.
His head was severed in less than half a breath.
Now that he has committed suicide, he probably won't suffer too much pain from the dull blade.
The soldier closed his eyes.
Quietly waiting for the actions in my hands to take me to a world without war and conflict, to reunite with my family.
But his palm rubbed his neck for quite a while.
The expected cutting sensation did not occur.
I didn't feel any coldness or stinging on my neck.
He opened his eyes in confusion.
Where has the longsword gone from his hand?
The soldier quickly looked down and searched around, thinking he had accidentally dropped it.
But what else was on the ground besides blood?
The soldiers were confused.
He didn't know that there was something called the Five-Fold Enlightenment. The seemingly incomparably sharp steel longsword was actually created by invisible energy, and its existence depended solely on Wang Wen's single thought.
He watched helplessly as Wang Wen approached and asked him, "What's your name?"
The soldier replied blankly, "This humble Xue Chong, courtesy name Bo Ru."
" Xue Bo Ru? Is it appropriate for a common soldier like you to have such an artistic name?" Wang Wen turned to the young man and said, "I've taken a liking to this man. Give him an official position, and let him choose some men. I want to take them with me on the road to continue our work."
The young man gasped, "It's not that Xiao Wang is unwilling, it's just that... he barely survived this time, how can he be expected to be promoted?"
Wang Wen frowned. "What do you mean? Killing the enemy's commander-in-chief isn't enough for a promotion? Is this how you treat those who have rendered meritorious service?"
"How could such a thing be!" The young man's forehead was beaded with sweat. "You are wise and discerning, Su Sheng has already surrendered to our dynasty. To kill him now would be to cause His Majesty to lose a great general!"
"Who said he surrendered?" Wang Wen smiled mysteriously, "It was clearly a battle on the battlefield. Swords and spears have no eyes, and it was this young Xue who cut down the enemy's entire army with one stroke, which is a great achievement!"
The words had barely left his mouth.
The entire room fell into a deathly silence.
All the soldiers who heard the sound were stunned.
Was it possible to do it this way?
Can immortals be this shameless?
The main characters Xue Chong and Xue Bo Ru, were heartbroken to see the "immortal" shamelessly trying to save them.
He dared not trouble the prince, nor did he want to humiliate the "immortal" who had been kind to him, so he took the initiative to say, "Gentlemen, there is no need to trouble me any further. I am willing to accept any punishment without complaint."
Young people are conflicted.
Wang Wen nonchalantly pulled Xue Chong aside and said, "Why be punished for doing nothing wrong? Come on, pick a few people you trust, let's do something big!"
Without waiting for the young man to respond, he grabbed Xue Chong and left.
Xue Chong hesitated before turning back to look at the young man.
The young man sighed helplessly and waved to him, indicating that he should listen to the expert's advice.
The middle-aged man leaned close to the young man and whispered, "Your Highness, with the skill of this expert, he is actually worth ten Su Sheng. There's no need to worry so much."
The young man watched Wang Wen leave to select people, then turned to the middle-aged man and smiled mysteriously, "Of course I know. Otherwise, how could this matter seem so troublesome, and how could it appear that I've gone to great lengths to help him solve this problem?"
"This..." The middle-aged man was somewhat taken aback. He wanted to say that a master might not care about such things, but considering his status, he held back and simply said, "Your Highness is wise."
The two of them were whispering awkwardly to each other.
Over there, Wang Wen and Xue Chong had already chosen their men.
These are ten of Xue Chong's closest friends.
Upon learning that they were going to do something important with an immortal, the ten people were very excited and quietly inquired about the details from Xue Chong.
Xue Chong had no idea the specifics.
I could only ask Wang Wen cautiously.
But Wang Wen thought for a moment, then asked him in return, "Among you and your friends, who knows where the Emperor of the Northern Kingdom is?"