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Chapter 259 Fu Deng died
The shark priest saw the spear in front of him that was deeply embedded in his chest.

Little bits of blue blood flowed from the wound, and were quickly swallowed up by the ominous black spear in front of him.

He saw that his chest was drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the thing living in the spear in front of him was like a shark smelling blood, constantly devouring his internal organs.

But the expected pain did not overwhelm him.

On the contrary, the shark priest's consciousness gradually began to fade.

The scenery in front of me changed drastically.

What appeared before him was the fertile wilderness in Guanzhong that he had never seen before.

But it is not like what he said in the poems and books he read in the warehouses of scholarly families along the coast. Relying on the natural dangers of the four fortresses, the land in Guanzhong is peaceful and peaceful, free from foreign enemies, the warehouses are rich, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. The glorious foundation of civilization for thousands of years has been a prosperous scene most of the time.

But now, perhaps we are facing a few of the "darkest moments" of the glorious Guanzhong civilization in history.

What you can see are ruins, corpses blocking the road, and human bones left over after the army crossed the border.

Looking at the remaining meat soup in the remaining broth, the two boulders that were temporarily used as stoves were covered with dull, dry blood.

The complete skeleton with only the head left was placed next to the pot, with a painful and ferocious expression on its face.

As for why most of those who were eaten were sergeants.

The shark looked at the pig skins that looked like they were peeled off during the slaughtering of pigs, but it was obvious that the chef had not processed them completely at this time, and there were still some fragments of armor remaining next to the skeletons.

And obviously, this is an ancient battlefield where a fierce battle just broke out.

The shark priest looked up and looked away from the devoured corpse in front of him.

But the scene before him made him almost horrified.

Broken spears and broken halberds were everywhere, and the corpses of dead horses were now covered with scavengers gnawing on the flesh that gradually rotted when exposed to the air.

There was no end to the gnawed bones, and each corpse had a black spear stuck on it. On the spear were the words he had just seen on the spear that penetrated the chest.

"Retire to death——"

Somehow, he realized the source of the power of the Ming army that killed him.

The royal flag in front of him was broken and casually discarded on the ground. The tip of the shark's nose seemed to smell the smell of the burned fabric.

He saw the flags that had been gathered and burned by the victors.

Perhaps the victory came too suddenly, and these soldiers were too happy to burn it seriously.

Or perhaps they encountered some unexpected incident and did not have time to completely burn the battle flags in front of them.

All in all, through the unburnt remains of those flags.

The shark priest relies on his accumulation of arduous study of ancient books taken from the coast for many years.

Recognizing the text in front of me.

"Qin—"

Is this the force to which those victims belonged?
he thought.

But before he could think about which Qin country in history was more suitable for the scene before him.

Not far away, the sound of horse hooves trampling corpses reached the ears of this fashionable shark priest who was immersed in extreme thinking.

He raised his head and saw those wearing black armor and black robes, riding horses with one hand and holding guns with the other. The words "Death Hugh" on the guns showed their identities as victors.The expression of the shark priest changed drastically.

He wanted to leave, but it was too late.

Those faces were shrouded in iron visors, their eyes were red from long-term cannibalism, and their beastly and wolf-like eyes looked at the sharks who suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

These knights galvanized their horses and ran toward him faster, holding their spears under their armpits like hungry wolves chasing their prey.

The speed of these knights in front of me is really too fast.

It was so fast that the shark priest couldn't even make any effective response.

The cavalry group that was far away in the wilderness just now came to him in an instant.

Looking at the word "Death" with a dazzling red light in front of him.

The shark priest subconsciously wanted to escape.

But looking at the black knights in front of him, whose armors were engraved with the words "die", he suddenly froze, as if falling into an ice cave. The biting cold that hit his face made it really difficult for him to move.

He could only watch helplessly as the galloping horses around him stretched out their spears and lifted him into the air.

Then he was torn into pieces by the swarm of spears.

Before the last trace of consciousness of the shark priest completely disappeared in the land in front of him that was the remnant of history.

He vaguely saw the flags of the victors and killers in front of him.

When he saw the bright "Qin" pattern behind those cavalrymen, which was the same as those of the defeated, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Then, he heard the compilers of the history books, those powerful human beings who wielded the terrible power to judge history and time. They were saying the last whisper and the final judgment before sealing this history that was not in line with the destiny of the emperor. .

The whisper reached his ears clearly, and he understood everything.

……

"Fu Pi inherited rebellion, plundering, and was defeated. This can be said to have been destroyed by heaven and could not be supported by humans. Fu Deng gathered scattered soldiers and was determined to die. Although he was outnumbered, it was difficult to achieve meritorious service, but he was righteous and generous. , it is worthy of mention..."

Looking at the other side of the river, Datong General Guiqian shot and killed the Sea Dragon King who was in charge of the battle on the north bank.

The morale of Jiubian's elite soldiers was greatly shaken. The frontmen behind Gui Qian were all carefully selected. At this time, they spread out their lines and connected in groups. Looking at the people in front of them, they were panic-stricken because of the death of the sacrifice. They fell into a trap. The shark soldiers in the chaos seized the opportunity to launch an attack.

The spear swept across, the evil spirit spread, and the sound of ghosts crying became louder and louder.

I saw pieces of sharks being sucked into mummies by the ghost shadows. The sharks retreated and swarmed, unable to advance or retreat, and suffered heavy casualties.

Guiqian took the lead, and he stepped forward with his gun and stabbed several shark priests who wanted to revive the front to death one by one.

Seeing that Jiangbei won the first battle.

Beside Zhu Houcong, he was a Jinshi in the 18th year of Hongzhi who was transferred from the Hanlin Academy to serve as his secretary to the army. He was an editor of the Hanlin Academy and a wine worshipper in the Imperial College. Yan Song followed the emperor's order and read the army books to answer questions for Zhu Houcong and everyone in the Qintian Prison of the Beijing Army. Confuse.

"After Fu Pi failed in his southern expedition, the former Qin Dynasty fell into great chaos. Soon, Fu Pi was killed by his subordinates, General Yao Chang."

"Fu Deng is a descendant of Fu Pi. Hearing this news, he was inexplicably sad and angry, and determined to avenge his grandfather."

"So in the second year of Tai'an, Fu Deng launched an army in Hezhou. Because Fu Pi was generous and kind to the soldiers and the people during his lifetime, he was very popular among the people. When they heard that he was killed by bandits and that his grandson Fu Deng was causing trouble in Hezhou, people defected to him one after another. In half a month, more than [-] Hu and Han troops were gathered, marching eastward into Guanzhong, vowing to attack Yao Chang."

(End of this chapter)