501 In Front of Two Armies (1/2)

This was especially the case for the experts from the Ma-i Sect as they looked incredibly vexed.

They had disobeyed their ancestral teachings and descended the mountain once but were immediately given a warning. In the end, the stronger side that they had assisted had fallen.

They had lost!

They were defeated!

The Ma-i Sect members could not accept this unexpected result. Why would they lose? Why did they lose?

The general trend was irrefutable. Dongxuan would conquer the world. This was the prediction given by a reclusive unrivaled expert after seeing past the layers of destiny. This was also the only chance the Ma-i Sect could infringe upon God's will and be free of the ancestral curse, to finally become a noble school in itself!

The process had been smooth. The Fortress of Resilience that was deemed to be the world's indestructible fort was subjugated by their side! It was through witnessing this scene that they had decided to join the war.

Why had such a critical battle been turned around and lost, just like this?

They had the God of War as their marshal, close to two million men in the battalion, they had been winning all the way; why had they suddenly lost?

Who could explain this?

Han Sanhe suddenly laughed, and stepped out, urging his horse forward. He made his way to Yun Yang alone, not bringing any guards with him.

”Teacher!”

Zhan Ge could not help gasping. Han Sanhe's guards moved promptly as well, intending to follow and protect him.

”Don't come over!”

Han Sanhe was firm, shouting his command without even turning around, ”This marshal wishes to talk to Young Master Yun personally. I will wait for Fu Baoguo, Marshal Fu in the meantime. This is my command!”

When the last few words were uttered, his tone was stern. He meant every word he said with military authority. Zhan Ge halted his forward motion, his eyes rimmed red as he looked at Han Sanhe's back.

He suddenly understood the meaning of 'sacrifice' that Han Sanhe had mentioned just now.

Han Sanhe pulled his reins and sighed softly before he said in a low voice, ”This time, in the name of Dongxuan that is about to rule the world, I have consumed all the forces of Dongxuan's noble families. As long as His Majesty doesn't mess things up and actually administrates the nation well, Dongxuan can still maintain tens of years as an empire. If a gifted emperor were to appear in the future… there may still be hope for world hegemony.”

His voice was low but light-hearted, ”Yutang is a formidable opponent but after this war, its resources will suffer greatly and it won't be able to go on a western conquest. As long as we can hold our own before Yutang recovers, Dongxuan can stay secure for a long, long time.”

”I've mentioned this before; no matter what the result of this war is, I, Han Sanhe, won't be able to escape death. If so, do I still go back and hand my life over to unscrupulous politics? To say the least, I am a militant. If a militant were to have a good end to his life, his end will come in no place other than a battlefield.”

”Besides…” Han Sanhe's voice sounded forlorn then. ”If I can use this imminent death in exchange for some benefits… it would be worth it.”

Zhan Ge and the generals behind him were dumbfounded. They could not understand Han Sanhe last sentences. If he were to die, he would die; things would end there. What benefit would the marshal's death bring?

After Han Sanhe gave this speech, he did not wait for their reply nor did he turn around. He urged his horse out of the formation and went to Yun Yang.

It was one thing for Zhan Ge to be confused but there was also a sense of grief that surged from the bottom of his heart. He found it hard to suppress the strange emotion. He knew clearly that his teacher had been saying that he would die, no matter whether the war was won or lost.

The final result of this warfare was vastly different.

If this war was won and Yutang was subjugated, Han Sanhe would be protected by this immense merit. It did not matter how many casualties and damage he had made as no one in the whole country would dare lay a finger on him. That time, his teacher could advance or take a step, depending on his liking.

To advance, he could be king, conquering a part of the land; to take a step back, the remainder of his life would be safe and he could finally relax.

However, the battle had been unexpectedly lost. Even the last chance to turn the tables around was gone!

This announced the extinction of Han Sanhe's last chance of survival. It was only left with the why and how he made his choices.

Yun Yang watched Han Sanhe move closer with a cold gaze and said faintly, ”Han Sanhe, a God of War indeed. Your courage surpasses the rest.”

”Oh?” Han Sanhe hummed with a smile.