I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 249 Soldier Tomb! The Tiger of Deep Tomb! From the dragon!

As if he was not afraid that Han Shao would not be able to keep up with him, Patriarch Gongsun took one step and disappeared into the ancestral temple.

From the beginning to the end, he never gave Gongsun Zhi an unnecessary glance.

This made Gongsun Zhi somewhat injured.

He glanced sadly at the direction where Patriarch Gongsun disappeared, and then looked at Han Shao with some worry.

"Speak to the ancestor properly and don't get angry."

Different from Gongsun Fu.

This ancestor has lived too long, and has not been very close to his direct lineage for so many years.

Therefore, Gongsun Zhi didn’t know Patriarch Gongsun very well.

It is natural to have worries in your heart.

Ancestor Gongsun didn't take it seriously. He walked a few more steps along the tombstones and introduced the stone tablets in front of Han Shao one after another.

He seemed to be recalling the vision and courage contained in these words.

Looking around without leaving any trace, it was difficult for a moment to connect the simple house in front of him with an eighth-level celestial being.

After Patriarch Gongsun finished speaking, he looked back at Han Shao and smiled.

"But it's still my pride!"

Who would have thought that underneath this seemingly ordinary, even simple tombstone, there would be a Seven Realm True Immortal buried under it?
Han Shao was obviously a little surprised.

"Grandpa is at ease, Shao has his own sense of measure."

But Han Shao's mind tightened slightly.

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you in the clan."

After a while, he looked at Han Shao and smiled.

After thinking about it, he responded.

"Of course...he is not as good as a latecomer like you..."

"These are all the heroes and martyrs of our past generations who died in battle..."

"Every generation has talented people, and a new generation is better than an old one. This is an eternal law."

"Han, a latecomer, will become an old person sooner or later."

Are there talented people from generation to generation?
Ancestor Gongsun's eyes brightened and he said nothing.

As he spoke, he walked up to the nearest tombstone, patted the stone tablet, and chuckled.

The body transforms into a golden rainbow, turning reality into emptiness.

"You are not modest."

During this trip to the Gongsun clan, the goal of the father-in-law and his son-in-law was achieved.

Han Shao met Gongsun Zhi's slightly worried eyes and felt helpless.

Han Shao couldn't tell for a while whether Grand Ancestor Gongsun's smile was filled with nostalgia or sadness.

"This is my third son. At the age of forty, he broke through the realm and became an immortal!"

"Don't be nervous, come down."

Hearing this, Han Shao nodded and followed the remaining trajectory in the void, taking one step forward.

During the silence, Patriarch Gongsun's voice came out faintly.

Han Shao was noncommittal.

Seeing that Han Shao did not speak immediately, Patriarch Gongsun smiled and stopped looking at him.

After it solidified again, the vision in front of me suddenly became clear.

The Grand Ancestor Gongsun who was speaking just stood there with his hands behind his back.

Han Shao fell down and appeared in front of Patriarch Gongsun.

No matter what Patriarch Gongsun wants to say to him.

His maternal grandfather was good at everything and devoted everything to his children and grandchildren.

"Congratulations, uncle, you got what you wanted."

But it's just too much.

After comforting Gongsun Zhi, Han Shao looked at Gongsun Du again and smiled.

Han Shao lowered his eyes and saw a simple thatched house built next to the forest of tombs and steles below.

Because wherever you look, there is a forest of tombs and steles that stretches as far as the eye can see!

He turned to look at the forest of tombs and steles beside him and sighed.

Gongsun Du pursed his lips, and his face showed no joy, but the slight raise of his eyebrows still revealed some hidden emotions.

"Extremely talented, he was the youngest Seven Realm True Immortal at that time!"

"This is my seventh son."

"This is my thirteenth son."

"This is the son of my seventh son and my twenty-second grandson."

"This is……"

Han Shao didn't know the purpose of Patriarch Gongsun introducing the origins of these tombs to him. He just followed him silently, listening to him talk about the past experiences of the people buried under the tombs like an ordinary old man. .

Until we came to the other side of the forest of tombs and steles.

When Han Shao heard the surnames other than Gongsun, he looked up at Patriarch Gongsun with some surprise.

Ancestor Gongsun looked back, shook his head and smiled.

"The whole family is dead, and there are no descendants to collect the bodies."

"We are of the same lineage as the military strategists, so we can't just watch them abandon their bodies in the wilderness, right?"

All the people are dead?

Soldiers and warriors fight on the battlefield, their bodies wrapped in horse leather.

He was the only one who died.

How come everyone is dead?
When his thoughts turned to this, Han Shao suddenly thought of something, and his brows furrowed deeply.

When Patriarch Gongsun saw this, the smile on his orange-skinned old face became even bigger.

"guessed?"

"Yes, it's just what you thought."

"None of them really died on the battlefield..."

"Even my useless children and grandchildren are not..."

"They killed him."

Patriarch Gongsun's tone could not be called sarcastic, but he still added another sentence with emotion.

"The same goes for my third son, who I regard as my lifelong pride."

When Han Shao heard this, he couldn't help but look startled.

Looking up at the forest of tombs and steles that appear to be connected but are actually distinct.

With my Dharma eyes open, I could see that in the sky above this forest of tombs and steles, a terrifying and evil energy unimaginable to the world was like endless dark clouds, densely packed in the sky.

Even though he has been dead for many years, he still gives people a shuddering feeling of coldness all over his body.

In this dense dark cloud filled with boundless evil energy, Han Shao vaguely saw figures wearing various armors and with ferocious faces, rushing back and forth, roaring and fighting.

It was like reenacting the brutal bloody battles he had experienced during his lifetime.

A tall, burly and fierce war horse!
The brave and invincible warrior!
A strong will to fight to the death!
The weapons and weapons that are constantly waved are accompanied by the terrifying power.

Even if it is just an illusory image left by the remnant soul and obsession, it still gives people a breathtaking feeling of passion and heroism.

But when Han Shao witnessed this scene with his own eyes, the blood in his body did not ignite, but became a little cold.

He just felt... it shouldn't be like this...

Such warriors on the battlefield should not be fighting each other endlessly and killing each other like this.

They should be running across the 100,000-mile grassland in the north!

Drive the barbarians to the distant Arctic, the North Sea, and the endless ice fields!
They should ride on the blue waves of the East China Sea!
The town has boundless sea territory, and wherever it passes, the waves are flat!

They should gallop through the mountains of southern Xinjiang.

Facing the remnants of the demon kingdom hiding in the mountains of southern Xinjiang, he shouted coldly and rebuked them.

'Don't move! If you move, the country will be destroyed! '

'Anyone who dares to offend will have his country destroyed, his species destroyed, and his descendants exterminated! '

They should show off their power in the West.

'All barbarians inside and outside who dare to call themselves soldiers will be killed! '

As if infected by the terrifying evil aura in the void, Han Shao's originally calm eyes gradually turned a layer of indifferent blood red.

The aura that uniquely belongs to the Seventh Realm True Immortal permeates the body and stirs up the wind and clouds.

It even in turn affected the dense dark clouds gathering evil spirits in the void.

Northern Border, Southern Border, East China Sea, and West Pole.

Shined by the sun and moon! They are all Yongtu!

People of all lands! All are concubines!
This is how a man should be born in this world!

I don’t know since when, the figures roaring and fighting in the dark clouds of boundless evil energy became inexplicably quiet.

Figures with torn armor and blood-stained robes lowered their weapons and relatives.

The fierce war horses under the seat no longer neighed or galloped.

They lowered their gaze from the void and looked into Han Shao's Dharma Eyes below. An indescribable look seemed to flash through the blood-red, empty eyes.

Then an unknown figure nodded slightly towards Han Shao.

The next moment, the sturdy shadow that had existed for who knows how many years suddenly collapsed.

Then came the second and third paths...

The expressions on the faces covered by masks could not be seen clearly.

But Han Shao still felt an emotion mixed with regret and relief.

Until the last special figure wearing silver armor and holding a silver gun.

Those red eyes looked at Han Shao, as if they were smiling, and seemed to be experiencing rare clarity.

"Junior, if you can be the leader of military strategists, our military strategist will be prosperous forever!"

A clear spiritual thought fell.

But he didn't give Han Shao a chance to answer the call.

Immediately, he looked down at Patriarch Gongsun.

"Father, my son is gone."

Just like back then, he was wearing armor and holding soldiers, saying goodbye to Patriarch Gongsun.

In the forest of tombs and steles under the void, the white-haired and orange-skinned Patriarch Gongsun smiled and waved his hands.

"My son, a hero of the world, will go as he should. Don't let your mother-in-law act like a child."

"Go! Go!"

Until the figure with the silver armor and the silver gun collapsed together with the tall white horse that was stained with blood.

The old figure of this majestic eighth-level heavenly being seemed to have suddenly become more rickety in one breath.

"My son, go slowly..."

Listening to Grand Ancestor Gongsun's farewell whisper, the blood-red mist stained by the overwhelming evil energy in Han Shao's eyes gradually dissipated.

Even though he knew that the rickety old man in front of him had the extraordinary cultivation level of an eighth-level celestial being, he still stepped forward to help him.

Grand Ancestor Gongsun glanced down at Han Shao's arm, shook his head and smiled.

"I'm old, I'm old, and I'm going to die."

A true immortal of the Seventh Realm, with a lifespan of eight hundred years.

Heavenly beings in the eight realms also have an end. Han Shao didn't know how long the ancestor Gongsun in front of him could live, but judging from the rotten aura on his body, he couldn't hide it.

What he said about "the sun is about to die" was not a lie.

The Five Declines of Heaven and Man.

It can be imagined that he has the same name as the Eight Realm Heavenly Beings.

However, from the words of Patriarch Gongsun, there was not much sadness or reluctance.

On the contrary, there is a sense of relief that I am about to be released.

Han Shao took another look at the forest of tombs and steles surrounding him as far as the eye could see, and suddenly he had some understanding.

Everything in front of you is gone, leaving only this body in the world.

Sometimes...life is worse than death.

But just when Han Shaowu was sighing in his heart, he saw Patriarch Gongsun breaking away from his support and waving his hand to indicate that he didn't need it.

Those turbid old eyes looked at Han Shao.

"You are good, very good."

Facing Patriarch Gongsun's approving eyes, Han Shao didn't feel much ups and downs in his heart.

After all, if you hear some words too much, it will be difficult to make any more waves.

But the change in his demeanor of being unfazed by humiliation made Grand Ancestor Gongsun even more satisfied when he saw it.

Mulan's wife has good vision. Finding such a good son-in-law will do a lot for my Gongsun family. '

The Gongsun family has flourished to this day and has many descendants.

The reason why Gongsun Xinyi can be remembered is not only because she is the legitimate daughter of this generation, but also because of the fate assigned to her by the old immortal of the Zhao family.

And this... was the real purpose of his meeting with Han Shao today.

But after all, people become better with age, and some things are not clarified in a hurry.

He looked at Han Shao with kind eyes, and talked about the past with Han Shao like an ordinary grandma.

There is the origin and glory of the Gongsun clan.

For example, the founder of the Liaodong Gongsun lineage existed in the Nine Realms.

How did he follow Taizu Dayong to determine the world and establish the Ji family for more than two thousand years?

There are also many secrets about military strategists.

Just like these people buried under the forest of tombs and steles in front of me.

Seizing heirs, fighting for power, kings rebelling...

There were great turmoils, and these soldiers and warriors died in batches in the civil strife.

Blood flowed drop by drop.

If you lose, your whole family will die.

And the winner is not much better.

The son of the family, the proud man of his life, suffered numerous casualties.

It will never regain its former glory and strength.

The once-famous military strategist naturally fell into decline as the blood drained away drop by drop.

So strictly speaking, there is never a winner among military strategists.

They are all losers.

Even the victims on the altar!

When Patriarch Gongsun said this, a hint of resentment and unwillingness flashed through his turbid old eyes.

"So...who am I, a warrior, a warrior?"

Han Shao was stunned for a moment when he heard the question suddenly raised by Patriarch Gongsun.

After thinking for a moment, he replied.

"It is the responsibility of our warriors to protect our hometown and expand our borders."

Facing Han Shao's extremely politically correct answer, Patriarch Gongsun laughed and cursed.

"You kid... you're not honest!"

Dishonest, this is a more implicit statement.

What Patriarch Gongsun actually wants to say is that Mao Zhongzhong is a traitor.

After all, a truly honest and honest person would not be able to do such an arrogant act as snatching away the future princess of Prince Ji.

To be angry for beauty?

It might be possible to leave this matter to others.

But judging from the experience of this kid who has been on the rise all the way and has never suffered any losses, this kid always just makes a decision and then acts!
Grand Ancestor Gongsun squinted his eyes and took a look at Han Shao's reaction, and saw that he looked calm and undisturbed in response to such a comment.

He immediately added another comment to him.

The dough is thick.

Seeing that Han Shao was unwilling to give the answer he wanted, Patriarch Gongsun sighed and said directly.

"It's a weapon."

"Weapons of those in power."

Military strategist takes up the word "soldier".

From the moment he was born, he seemed to be tainted with some kind of fate.

General, general.

Treat the soldiers under your command as weapons in your hands.

Those who are in power will general.

Therefore, military generals are also regarded as weapons in their hands.

On that bloody road to power, bones forged the road and built the ladder to heaven.

No one cares how many bones and blood of military strategists are spread underneath.

Except for the military strategist himself!

Just like the ancestor Gongsun in front of him.

Facing Han Shao's gaze, Patriarch Gongsun said bluntly.

"You guessed it right."

"In the Gongsun clan, the fight between direct descendants and concubines is my deliberate indulgence."

"Even the fact that the Karasuma tribe became powerful was done deliberately by me."

"The purpose is to prevent the Gongsun clan from falling into the hands of others as weapons again!"

With the hidden danger of the Karasuma tribe on the border, the Gongsun clan had the right to live in the small land of Liaodong.

Ignore the disturbances outside.

Raising bandits requires self-respect. Not only Li Chengliang from the other world understands this principle.

Ancestor Gongsun from this world also understands.

It's just that Han Shao, as an ordinary soldier in the army in the past, should have been angry about such an approach.

Because if it weren't for the frivolous mouth of the old man in front of me, "he did it on purpose".

The tragedies of Dingbei and Langju would never have happened.

If tens of thousands of people were killed last year, they would not die.

Go a little further.

The original body and Jiang Wan's father will not die either.

The suffering that has befallen the people of Youbei over the years will never happen.

But at this time, Han Shao found himself surprisingly calm.

Because he is no longer the ordinary pawn he used to be.

Chehou is in the throne.

As future in-laws, the Gongsun family has natural interests with him, sharing weal and woe.

The ancestor Gongsun's actions to preserve his strength were a pity for the Zhenliao Erlang who died on the grassland during the successive battles, and even more so for the people of Youbei who suffered many hardships.

But for the Gongsun family, and even the military family, there is nothing wrong.

Just like what ancestor Gongsun said to Gongsun Du before.

'The Gongsun clan can no longer stand the hardship. '

The same reason.

The line of military strategists can no longer withstand the torment.

So at this time, faced with the words of Patriarch Gongsun, Han Shao became a silent vested interest.

Han Shao, who had unknowingly changed his identity from a dragon slayer to an evil dragon, sighed and exhaled the turbid air trapped in his chest.

After a long time, he finally spoke.

"So...what do ancestors want to tell Han?"

When it comes to the art of inferring people's minds and the art of speaking, Han Shao is also an expert.

How could he not know that the forest of tombs and steles in front of him, as well as the past and secrets of the Gongsun family and military strategists, were just the foreshadowing for what Patriarch Gongsun was going to say next.

At this moment, he had even guessed what Patriarch Gongsun, an old bastard who had lived for a thousand years, wanted to say.

But he asked anyway.

It's not enough for some things to be known to each other.

It has to be said completely and honestly.

Because only by speaking out can he make conditions.

Seeing Han Shao finally say this, Patriarch Gongsun's cloudy old eyes said without changing his expression.

"What do you think is the best way to prevent a weapon from becoming a weapon?"

When Han Shao heard this, he suddenly felt a sense of clarity in his heart.

He raised his eyes to look at Patriarch Gongsun, then looked at the forest of tombs and steles in the distance. After a moment, he finally answered.

"Become a soldier yourself."

The words were no longer concealed.

The two of them were alone, and the already silent surroundings suddenly became silent.

But the next moment, I heard Patriarch Gongsun next to him suddenly burst into laughter.

"Wonderful! Very wonderful!"

"Good! Very good!"

As the words fell, the originally rickety and old figure became as tall and straight as a mountain reaching the sky.

In an instant, the terrifying power of the Eight Realm Heavenly Beings swept across.

Looking at the young and tall slender figure in front of him with burning eyes, Patriarch Gongsun asked.

"Do you want to be the soldier?"

Han Shao, who stood with his hands behind his back, looked back and responded with a smile.

"Ancestor, are you willing to help me lead the army?"

Under the terrifying power of the Eight Realms Heavenly Beings.

The aura of the Seventh Realm True Immortal is like the rising sun, showing its sharp edge.

At this moment, Patriarch Gongsun suddenly felt the comment that the younger generation of the Zhao family made about this boy, saying "Liaodong Tiger".

Not accurate!

It is clearly the 'ghost of wolves, the tiger of deep graves'!
……

(End of this chapter)