Chapter 1362 - 334: All-Out Attack! (Part 2)

Chapter 1362: Chapter 334: All-Out Attack! (Part 2)

On the other hand, at the most critical moments, the advance and retreat of the command vehicle often reflect the true will of the commander.

"If it really is just a final step away, I am willing to take the gamble."

Lord Zheng responded thus.

The Sword Saint nodded and said: "Not easy."

The implication is that, a person like you, who fears death so much, can come this far, surely it is quite extraordinary.

Subsequently,

The Sword Saint seemed to recall something else, pointed to the war drum lifted onto the command vehicle by the guards, and said:

"Shall I beat the drum?"

"It seems a bit of a waste." Lord Zheng laughed.

The Sword Saint didn’t mind, and said: "Anyway, pigs have been slaughtered, I’d quite like to try drumming."

"Can’t you just leap up and smash a path through?"

Now, the towers clinging to the city walls are numerous, wherever the Sword Saint is, to say he can directly change the situation entirely is impossible, but at least, that path can become more incisive.

"I only protect you." The Sword Saint paused, then added: "If you go up, I go up."

"Don’t provoke me."

"Not provoking you." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"I too got here by risking my life today." Lord Zheng said.

"Hahaha, in this world, everyone in high position, either risked their lives when young, or their ancestors did; you used to dare to risk your life, not sure if you do now."

"But I feel I’m still that young man from before."

"Teeth are getting a bit sour."

"What a pity." Lord Zheng lamented.

"What’s wrong?" the Sword Saint asked.

"This is the Yan and Chu battle, it’s a struggle for supremacy; there really isn’t any noble reason to trick you into risking your life for me."

"Thank you for your honesty."

"Oh, no, there still is."

Lord Zheng stepped on the command vehicle and said:

"This is eastern Jin."

The Sword Saint lowered his gaze slightly, he had already guessed what this man before him wanted to say.

"Once, here connected the Snow Sea to the north and supported Zhennan to the south, Jin, Snow Plains, and Chu, with trade caravans frequenting tirelessly; therefore, although it couldn’t be called Jiangnan, the common folks’ lives were still tolerable.

It’s just a shame that the frequent wars have left nine out of ten homes empty; it’s not that the people are struggling to survive, you can hardly see any people.

I’m thinking, if this war finishes sooner, I could likely take control over here, and by then, the refugees could return home, and here could be developed like the Snow Sea Pass, with farming, building homes, and setting up workshops.

Jin land,

Suffering ah,

Jin people,

Suffering ah."

After exclaiming, Lord Zheng looked towards the Sword Saint beside him.

The Sword Saint remained unmoved, even seemed to want to laugh.

Then,

Lord Zheng couldn’t help but laugh as well.

Gongsun Zhen looked at the two with some confusion, one of them was the Lord Pingye whom even his father revered and feared greatly, the other was the legendary Sword Saint of Jin land as his father told him.

Gongsun Zhen, new to this place, naturally approached things with caution, and tried to read the room, but right now, he really couldn’t understand.

Clearly, they were discussing the tragic suffering of the people, yet the two exuded hearty laughter.

Lord Zheng sighed and said: "People do change ah."

"It’s not change, just that after experiencing much, one becomes accustomed."

Lord Zheng nodded and said: "I’ve also pondered this question, because I realize I’m becoming more and more cold-blooded; you should know that, in my early years, I once was a laborer, back then, the princess of the Earl of North Border’s mansion used us, a team of laborers, as bait.

But now, when I look at them, I often feel a sense of similarity, they’re becoming fuzzy in my view, not individual vibrant lives anymore, but cards in my hand.

I can play them without hesitation, in varied ways, all for winning in the end."

The Sword Saint stood by, silent.

Lord Zheng continued: "These days, I’ve actually been constantly pondering, many people around me are also helping me think, because I can see some lines of thought in them."

"I heard, the scholars of Qian State and the great nobles of Chu State are fond of leisurely talks."

"That’s out of boredom; they enjoy that kind of atmosphere but I seek a conclusion that can comfort my inner mind, at least a system, and the word system equals a complete sword style in your swordsmanship."

"Understood."

Lord Zheng licked his lips,

and said:

"I’ve seen many things from Gou Moli, and also perceived many things from many subordinate generals; ultimately, what made me see clearly and enlightened me the most is actually you, Yu Huaping."

"Still managed to turn the topic to me." The Sword Saint showed a knowingly smile.

Lord Zheng shook his head, saying: "No, actually, if you exclude warfare, holding a weapon to kill personally, you’ve definitely killed far more than I have."

"Yes."

"Any act laden with guilt, when done too much, numbs us, gradually becomes commonplace.

An ordinary person, upon first seeing their parents slay a chicken or fish, would surely feel fearful and unwilling, yet not long after, they themselves will become adept, just for the sake of the next family meal."

"So, Lord Pingye, what is it exactly you wish to say?"

"What I want to say is, if this life, this pace, this pattern of relationships, is destined to make me increasingly numb to certain things, then let it numb me."