Heavens Myth Management System

Chapter 161 Great Qin Killing God

"General, general." In a daze, Bai Qi seemed to hear someone whispering in his ear, and wanted to open his eyes, but found that his eyelids were heavy as if filled with lead, and he remained in a stalemate for a long time without opening them.

"General?" The owner of the voice tried to call out twice, seeing that Bai Qi who was lying on the seat still hadn't opened his eyes, he sighed self-consciously.

"That's all, in order to win this war, the general has not closed his eyes for five days and five nights, let him sleep a little longer."

A hint of excitement could be heard from this man's tired voice. The three-year stalemate in the Battle of Changping finally came to an end. General Bai Qi did not disappoint them as always, and led the Great Qin Iron Cavalry to another victory.

Now Zhao Guo's 45 troops have been defeated by them, and Zhao Guo's vitality has been seriously injured, and he has lost the qualification to compete with Da Qin for hegemony.

After a long time, Bai Qi slowly woke up while holding his forehead. Several officials sitting aside correcting the copy reacted instantly.

Adjutant Jia Yong quickly came over, pushed Bai Qi back on the chair, and said: "General, the situation has been decided. You can have a good rest and leave the rest to us."

"Yes, General, just take a good rest for a while." Several other officials also begged, their eyes full of worry.

General Bai Qi has already paid too much for this war, so let them take care of these small matters, don't bother the general.

Sitting on the chair, Bai Qi felt dizzy in front of his eyes. He tried to stand up, but almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he was supported by the adjutant, otherwise he would definitely be ugly.

"Who am I?" Bai Qi, who was sitting on the chair, was in confusion. He sat quietly on the chair, which made several officials feel distressed. The general was only 30 years old. He led them to end this three-year-old war. Years of war, the pressure the generals have endured is probably unimaginable to ordinary people.

Bai Qi shook his head, a flood of memories flooded him, allowing him to understand his current identity and situation.

He is Bai Qi, the God of Killing Bai Qi, just yesterday, the Great Qin Iron Cavalry led by him finally took down the main army of Zhao State, 45 Zhao State troops were killed by them on the battlefield, 40 were killed, and the remaining [-] were all Become a prisoner of Daqin.

Zhao Guo, which lost these troops, is no longer a concern, and the unification of the six countries is just around the corner.

"What's wrong with me?" Bai Qi asked, rubbing his brows, his mind still not clear.

Adjutant Jia Yong took a step forward, grabbed Bai Qi's arm, and said excitedly: "General, we have won, we have won."

An official came up and broke Jia Yong's hand, dissatisfied: "Be careful, the general is overworked, don't cause trouble for the general."

Jia Yong withdrew his hand brilliantly, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, General, this subordinate is impatient, and I hope the General will forgive me."

Bai Qi shook his head, didn't care about this trivial matter, and turned to ask: "Have all the casualties been counted?"

When it comes to casualties, the mood of several officials suddenly became heavy. Whether it is a loss or a win, the word casualties cannot be escaped. The difference is that the number of casualties will be less if you win, and more casualties if you lose.

The atmosphere in the tent froze for a moment, seeing no one said anything, Jia Yong stepped forward and said: "General, the statistics have been calculated."

"In the Battle of Changping, our Great Qin lost a total of 32 soldiers, 3000 generals, two generals, and more than [-] people were seriously injured. Among them, more than [-] soldiers may never have the opportunity to touch the battlefield again in this life."

Bai Qi was silent for a while listening to Jia Yong's heart-pounding battle reports.

A trace of unbearableness flashed in Jia Yong's eyes, and he immediately became firm. There is no telling how many such wars there will be in the future. Even if they don't adapt, they have to adapt. In order to achieve real peace, all sacrifices are worthwhile.

Forcibly cheering up, Jia Yong temporarily forgot the heaviness and reported exciting good news one by one: "General, although we have suffered heavy losses this time, the gains are also huge. Zhao's 45 troops were completely defeated, of which 40 were defeated. They are all our prisoners."

"Even the enemy's chief general, Zhao Kuo, has fallen into our hands. With these people in our hands, we are not afraid that Zhao Guo will not surrender."

Bai Qi acted as a quiet listener, quietly waiting for Jia Yong to present the news one by one, no matter whether it was good or bad, his face never wavered.

"General? General?" Jia Yong's palm shook in front of Bai Qi. Normally, he would not dare to do this. Now that Qin has won a big victory, everyone is excited, so his movements unconsciously overstepped. However, General Bai Qi usually treats them very well, and never cares about them because of such a trivial matter.

Although the name of Bai Qi, the god of killing, has been circulating outside, these brothers in the Daqin Iron Cavalry don't take it seriously. Is killing someone on the battlefield called killing someone?How can there be any kindness in this ghost place?

People's hearts are fleshy, and they know who is good to them better than anyone else.

If it weren't for General Bai Qi, maybe they would have been ruined long ago, so how could they have the opportunity to sit here and talk about it?

Bai Qi gave Jia Yong a cold look, and said: "You should correct your recklessness, otherwise, after I die, who will be in charge of this great Qin cavalry?"

Jia Yong was stunned by Bai Qi's sudden words, he smiled heartlessly, and said: "The general is just kidding, I don't have any big ambitions, I just follow you to fight here and there."

"Besides, I am older than you, General. If I die, I will die first."

Bai Qi looked through the tent and saw the land outside that had been dyed blood red. He shook his head and said: "No, I have caused too much killing and cruelty, which will harm the peace of the world. Sooner or later, I will inevitably die."

Jia Yong didn't care: "The general still believes this? What's the difference between peace and harmony? The brothers only know that Da Qin has won. This time I will ask for a wife when I go back. Oh no, I want to marry two, marry together, and have more children." Baby, save yourself from dying on the battlefield someday, and your family doesn't even have a legacy of incense."

There are three kinds of unfilial piety, the biggest is to have no offspring. He Jia Yong is definitely not greedy for beauty. He is showing filial piety to his parents. Well, it is really like this, at least he thinks so.

There was a trace of disdain in the eyes of several civil servants, just you?Also marry two?Are you sure you can take it?Hundreds of thousands of Qin Tieqi who didn't know that the deputy commander Jia Yong was shot in the waist by Liu Ya a few days ago?It would be nice to survive, and I still want to marry two wives, bah, you will regret it in the future.

Jia Yong said slyly: "General, you are about to reach your thirties, should you ask for a wife?"

Bai Qi glared at him and said coldly: "My short-lived appearance cannot harm others."

Jia Yong wanted to say something more, but Bai Qi raised his hand to stop him.

"Let's go and meet Zhao Kuo, the general of the Zhao Kingdom. He is also an opponent worthy of respect for being able to confront me for so long."

(End of this chapter)