504 A Worthy Death (1/2)
The only sound from Dongxuan's army was that of intense sobbing.
Fu Baoguo and Yun Yang bowed respectfully at Han Sanhe's still standing body and then slowly retreated.
This continent's God of War had fought the world for all of his life, bringing immense pain to Yutang's people. But there was no definite sense of right or wrong for their parties both served different rulers and thus held different positions, not necessarily of their own will. His lifetime of merits and achievements were recognized by both Yun Yang and Fu Baoguo but they also felt a sense of loss.
Regardless of what had happened, this was a brilliant militant! A brilliant main marshal!
”Rest in peace.” Yun Yang said softly, ”For in the next life, we shall fight again.”
Fu Baoguo heaved a long sigh, his gaze towards Yun Yang tinged with gentleness. There were not many people who could understand a pure militant like Han Sanhe. Yun Yang's words were not just an acknowledgment to Han Sanhe but also an indication of his great understanding towards the continent's militants.
It was made obvious in the last few words he said… ”in the next life they would fight again!”
”Fu Baoguo!”
Zhan Ge shouted from the opposite side, springing up as if crazed; his eyes were bloodshot.
”It's you, it's you who has forced my teacher to his death! Are you just going to leave like this?
Fu Baoguo halted, turning around, he replied coldly, ”You and I both know why Marshal Han died today. Zhan Ge, I know you're in grief, but if you plan to disobey Marshal Han's dying wish and insist to continue this war, then Yutang's two hundred thousand brothers and I will suit your wish! Don't be absurd in your thinking!”
Zhan Ge trembled all over at Fu Baoguo words, yet he glared at the latter like he was about to devour him alive. After a prolonged time, his gaze returned to Han Sanhe.
The next moment Zhan Ge ordered his troops in an anguished but loud voice, ”Follow marshal's command! Withdraw! Dongxuan's army, withdraw!”
After he had given the command, Zhan Ge spat blood; his muscular body collapsed onto the ground facing the sky.
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Dongxuan's troop only lingered for half a day before they slowly retreated. The entire army was already wearing mourning attires as they withdrew – white cloths stretching as far as the eye could see.
All the soldiers were weeping quietly as they walked back. On the outside, the army was draped in a depressed atmosphere, but on the inside, their emotions were brewing and threatened to explode from the chests of the soldiers.
Before they left, Dongxuan army's gazed towards Yutang with absolute loathing. So strong was their hatred towards Yutang that in spite of being ardent soldiers, the Yutang army could not help but feel the chills from their gaze.
Thankfully, the Dongxuan army withdrew, regardless of their inner emotions. The war of the century between Yutang and Dongxuan finally drew to a close!
Yutang had won after all!
…
”Victory!”
”We've won!”
Every Yutang militant was yelling loudly; their ecstatic cheers were deafening.
Yun Yang and Fu Baoguo stood at the highest point, shoulder to shoulder, each atop his own horse. Watching the gradually retreating Dongxuan army, but there was no sense of joy on their faces; listening to the thunderous cheers from their own side, but they remained silent. They did not feel relaxed, instead, all they felt was an inexplicable sense of sadness.
The God of War of this time drew his finale just like this. Had he just beheaded himself right before two armies?
To use his life in exchange for the safe return of three hundred thousand soldiers and in exchange for the continuation of the Han Family's glory. He had also used his death to preserve a large number of resources for Dongxuan and an adequate amount of buffering time to recuperate!
In addition to that, he had even obtained the smooth expansion of authority for the current ruler!
Just like Fu Baoguo said, Han Sanhe did not lose to Yutang nor to Nine Supremes; he had only lost to Dongxuan's imperial court. The only thing worthy rejoicing for was perhaps that his passing was on the battlefield, untainted by those political clowns!
”The God of War of our generation has finally come to his end this way.” Fu Baoguo commented while feeling very heavyhearted.