130 Brothers Drink the Liquor of the Warpath! (1/2)
Zuo Wuji twisted his lips and got out of the main hall embarrassedly.
He was extremely submissive though!
In fact, he didn’t dare not to be submissive!
He knew that these men were all those who was about to enter the war. If he stayed any longer messing up with them, it would be an easy and unaccountable thing for these men to beat him up and even make him a cripple…
They might hesitate to beat him up in the usual days, after all, he was the young lord of the House of the Minister, and they might give him a slight respect for it. However, since now was a time of war, he had suddenly become an insignificant fart to them; in fact, they saw him as even worse than a fart!
These murderous men feared nothing at this moment!
…
A long and loud clarion suddenly resounded through the night sky!
Everything became silent at the same time!
The next moment, thousands of clarions sounded everywhere loudly and abidingly at the same time!
The ponderous war drums began to sound too.
The drums carried the rhythm like the god of thunder befell, leaving a tremendous pressured inside everyone’s heart!
And then the unique and resonant voice of Prince Hua-Yang resounded along the wind in the air spreading away in the night!
“Tonight! With my brothers! We will drink the liquor of the warpath together!”
All the camps were silent!
Yet every man’s face turned red all of a sudden because of excitement!
“Liquor of the warpath is the liquor of men! Drink before the warpath!”
“Liquor of the warpath is the liquor of life and death! Alive or dead, drink it up!”
“Liquor of the warpath is the liquor of willingness! No grudge on the battlefield!”
“Liquor of the warpath is the liquor of trusts! We look after brother’s parents!”
“Liquor of the warpath is the liquor of parents! Don’t weep, dads and moms!”
“Liquor of the warpath is the liquor of wives! The old and the children are under their care!”
“Liquor of the warpath is the liquor of enemies! There is no mercy in the battlefield!”
“Liquor of the warpath is the liquor of homeland! Let our blood boil for it!
“Liquor of the warpath is the liquor of men! Warriors love the taste of it!” [1]
The voice of Prince Hua-Yang was loud and sonorous, resounding in the night sky!
Even the stars in the sky seemed to be shaking because of its fierceness!
Hundreds of thousands of warriors were all standing straight up!
Their eyes were all filled with a ferocious glow!
The same words reverberated in everyone’s hearts!
“Liquor of the warpath!”
That was the meaning of it!
“Liquor~ of~ the warpath!”
Prince Hua-Yang suddenly shouted loudly again!
After that, the shouts of the hundreds of thousands of warriors bursted out in the silence of the night!
“… The liquor of victory!!!”
All the soldiers shouted at the same time at the top of their lungs!
At the moment, the whole capital was covered by the dust that was aroused by the huge clamor!
Ye Xiao was shocked. He felt like there was something cold fleeting on his back. His blood was boiling and he couldn’t stop it!
That was pageantry!
That was men!
That was soldiers!
That was war!
The resounding and loud voice of Prince Hua-Yang appeared again, “Today~ we drink up the liquor~ of the warpath!”
“We march forward and never look back!”
All the soldiers shouted together!
“They day when we come back with victory!” Prince Hua-Yang shouted to the sky.
“We drink the liquor on the victory banquet!”
The soldiers shouted together!
“GOOD!”
Prince Hua-Yang shouted, “Brothers! Raise your cup! Let’s drink them up! For the blood we will splash together!”
All around the palace, everyone raised his drink at the same time and knocked it over!
Everybody’s face turned red!
Everybody’s blood was boiling with excitement!
“My drink is bottom-up! You?” Prince Hua-Yang stood up and yelled.
“We have drank up!” All the soldiers shouted.
“Drink your fills!” Prince Hua-Yang laughed.
And then his voice resounded loudly, “Men should drink up his liquor of the warpath. Men should cut off the enemies’ heads in the long battlefield. Men should die with a smile on his face while fighting in the battle. Live or die, men should never let the drink down!” [2]
It was the Palace of Hua-Yang!
It was the military camp!
It was like raging flames had suddenly exploded!
“Brothers! Bottoms up!”
…
After drinking with all his brothers, Prince Hua-Yang got down from his seat and entered the main hall!
Everyone was looking at him with profound respect! They had a fever for him! They were as though looking at the god of battlefield befalling!
Even Ye Xiao felt extremely respectful to him!
He realized that Prince Hua-Yang truly deserved the title, War God of the Kingdom!
Just his rallying was already the most powerful he had ever seen!
It was only about drinking the liquor, and it wasn’t even the formal departure ceremony. He had already made his men agglomerate like an iron plate!
They were like an invincible stream surging forward!
Who else in the world could do the same?