C56 Below the Three Gorges Pass

Facing the rising sun, the east gate of Three Gorges Pass opened.

A group of armored cavalry swiftly came out from the gate, followed by sword-shield soldiers, spearmen, archers, and others. The army followed the main road and meandered for dozens of kilometers.

On both sides of the road were endless paddy fields. During the 10th month of autumn, the paddy was about to ripen. The full rice ears hung low under the red sun. With a faint pink glow, the breeze blew. He nodded slightly, as if he was welcoming this Iron Blood Troop that came from afar.

This regiment was the Western Army that had rushed over from Tiger Pavilion Pass.

Suddenly, a loud and clear horn sounded from afar. On the horizon, two dark clouds slowly appeared, sticking close to the ground as they slowly floated toward the Western Army.

Zhong Wuli, who was on his warhorse, used his tongue to fight the spring thunder. His voice spread out for miles, "Cavalry, the tip. Set up the arrow formation!"

The messenger and flag soldiers received the order. In an instant, the snake spread out, and the warhorse neighed. The slogan sounded, and the hooves of the horse neighed.

Not long after, a massive arrow-shaped formation formed by three hundred thousand soldiers appeared on the plains of the vast desert, and two dark clouds slowly gathered on the ground in the distance.

Zhong Wuli sighed and said, "Ai, it's still too late. We can't pass through before they gather. We can't avoid this battle."

The soldiers of the Southern Army, Xiao Zhidong, and the defending troops of the various cities that they had recruited along the way numbered close to seven hundred thousand. The Northern Army, Wuzhong, has brought close to 500 thousand soldiers.

When the two armies merged, their numbers were four times that of the western army.

Zhong Wuli ordered, "Cavalry form a triangular formation and charge forward. Saber shield soldiers on the left and right, cross in front and spear soldiers at the back. Arrow soldiers on the back line, protect the two wings. All troops attack!"

The drums and horns of both sides sounded out, and the flags fluttered in the wind.

Finally, the million soldiers of both sides crashed into each other.

Like rumbling thunder, like a furious wave crashing against the shore. The long sword and the saber at the waist danced in the air, and the long spear and javelin whistled through the air. The concentrated arrows were like a violent storm, and the dull shouts of killing and short roars caused the plains, which had been peaceful for hundreds of years, to continuously tremble.

The ferocious face, the blood-stained swords, the deep roars, and the dust that filled the air made the entire plains of Three Gorges Pass seem to be enveloped by this kind of primitive killing intent. The originally full rice ears also fell into the blood cement ground and wept.

Zhong Wuli looked at the soldiers who were continuously falling from both sides, and his eyes almost split open.

These were all the disciples of the Great Liang, the backbone of Great Liang. They were all heroes who protected the country.

But now, they were killing each other. This made this iron-blooded man, who was used to seeing life and death, shed tears, and felt as if his heart was being twisted by a knife.

Zhong Wuli was very clear about the combat strength of the Western Army.

Even if the enemy had four times the number of soldiers, the Western Army could still penetrate their encirclement while bathed in blood. However, they would have to pay more than half of the casualties. The number of casualties on the enemy side would be several times more than the number on their side. That would be the lives of hundreds of thousands of people!

Even if they were to rush to the capital, they would still have to face the eastern army led by Xiao Zhiliang.

Thinking of this, Zhong Wuli roared furiously. He spurred his horse and charged toward the two 'colliding' chariots. He cut off the reins, sent the people on the chariots flying, and seized the chariots.

He did the same thing again. He took the second chariot, and with a wave of his arm, he stacked it on the first chariot.

Like this, more than ten war chariots were stacked on top of each other, forming a tall platform. Zhong Wuli jumped onto it.

"All of you stop!" Zhong Wuli gathered all of his power and let out a roar that shook the sky. The mountains on both sides of the Three Gorges Pass were also echoing in the distance.

Zhong Wuli's prestige in Liang Country's military was incomparable. Even in the southern and northern armies, there were still many soldiers who admired him.

The battlefield suddenly became silent. Only the neighing of horses could be heard occasionally. The soldiers looked up at Zhong Wuli who was on the high platform.

"We are all disciples of the Great Liang. We are all brothers. We joined the army to protect the country and to protect our parents and elders. And now, in order to accuse me of rebelling, we killed each other. My Zhong Family has been loyal for generations, and I, Zhong Wuli, have bathed in blood for ten years. I am doing this for the sake of the people of Liang Country not suffering from the war and not being disturbed by the enemy. It is for the people of Liang Country to be able to stand tall and upright! I will cut my heart and clear my mind. I, Zhong Wuli... My Zhong Family has a heart that can illuminate the sun and moon! All soldiers, please stop fighting. We will protect the great beam together!" Zhong Wuli's sonorous voice, which was full of true essence, spread across the entire battlefield.

Zhong Wuli circulated his true essence and tore his shirt into pieces, revealing his muscular upper body that was covered in scars. He took out the Hundred Battle Saber that had accompanied him for more than ten years and held the saber in his left hand on the high platform. His right hand, which had released sword energy, drew a line in front of his chest. He raised his head to the sky and let out a final roar, "The heart of a pill can illuminate the sun and moon!"

He reached his right hand into his chest and took out the blood-red heart. He raised it above his head, and the bleeding heart was still beating. Zhong Wuli's eyes widened in anger. He stood on the high platform and did not fall.

"A heart that can illuminate the sun and moon!" His roar echoed in the high mountains of Three Gorges Pass.

Millions of soldiers on the battlefield fell to their knees. Wei Zhong, the deputy general, was full of hot tears as he knelt and shouted, "General Zhong, a single heart can illuminate the sun and moon!"

"General Zhong's heart can illuminate the sun and moon!" The roars of the million soldiers soared into the sky, and the earth and mountains trembled.

Xiao Zhidong looked at the soldiers beside him kneeling down as well, and his embarrassment and anger turned into anger. "Get up! Zhong Wuli is a traitor! How can we kneel before him!?"

The soldiers simply ignored him, and there were even some who glared at him angrily.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Two arrows came from nowhere and shot at Xiao Zhidong. The furious him was distracted for a moment and could not dodge. One arrow pierced his throat and the other hit his chest. He fell to the ground and struggled to die.

Wei Zhong jumped onto the platform and carefully put Zhong Wuli's heart back into his chest. He gently placed him on the chariot.

"Send the general home!" He lifted the war chariot from the highest level and jumped off the platform.

The northern army commander, Wu Zhong, saw the situation clearly. He raised his arm, condensed true essence, and shouted, "Escort General Zhong home!"

"Escort General Zhong back home!"

These steely men on the battlefield, and even the millions of soldiers who did not know what tears were, were all filled with excitement and tears.

The legendary general of Liang Country fell in such a tragic and tragic way. The soldiers mourned for him, the world cried for him, and the soul of the army was forever cast. They mourned the death of their country.

The saber that was used to operate the battle was protected by the rhino armor.

The carriages were broken, and the soldiers picked them up.

It blocked the sun and blocked the sun, making the enemy look like a cloud.

When the arrows were exchanged, the soldiers would compete for the first.

The Ling Yu Formation moved to the Ling Yu, and the Ling Yu Formation moved to the Ling Yu.

The left Luo Huan's right blade was injured.

Two waves of smog, four horses,

supporting the jade, striking the drum.

The weather was against the might and the spirit was furious.

Kill all of them and abandon the wilderness.

The heavens were against the will and the spirit.

The plains were too far away.

With a long sword and a strong crossbow.

With his head and body separated from her heart, he would not punish her.

He was both brave and brave.

In the end, he would be strong, but he would not be able to defeat him.

When he died, he was like a god and a spirit.

The child's soul will be the hero of the ghost.

The eight generals of the western army carried a chariot and slowly moved forward.

On the war chariot lay Zhong Wuli, who was dressed in neat armor. He held the Hundred Battle Saber in his right hand and held it in his arms.

The million soldiers consciously opened up a path. When the war chariot passed by, all the soldiers lowered their heads and knelt on one knee to pay their respects to the general.

The million soldiers followed behind the war chariot in an orderly manner, silently escorting Zhong Wuli's body back to the capital.

Half a year later, outside the east gate of Three Gorges Pass, there was a huge statue that was a hundred meters tall - the soul of the army.

The statue was topless, holding a knife in its left hand and a heart in its right hand. It stared with its eyes wide open.

All the people who passed by this place, whether they were the peddlers or nobles, dismounted from their horses, and got off their carriages to pay their respects.