After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 1216: 585 Divine Enthronement Again! [2 more] Chapter 1216: 585 Divine Enthronement Again! [2 more] Behind him lay a mountainside of corpses and a sea of blood.

Leading forty-thousand soldiers of the JIANG family army, he defended Yanmen to the very last.

JIANG Haiping had achieved it; he truly lived up to the name of the Grand Marshal.

When the reinforcements arrived, the barbarians finally retreated in terror, and the lingering sun, red as blood, illuminated the devastated land.

Yu Xiheng looked on and had already calmed down.

Truly, this segment was well-executed.

But in reality, the Northern State battlefield was more than ten times more severe than portrayed in the television series.

It was a path forged with the blood of forty thousand people.

Yet one man was missing.

Time had passed too long, but Yu Xiheng still remembered how he had just solved the troubles in the West Region, ignored the attempts of other soldiers to stop him, and rushed ceaselessly to the Northern State, only to miss JIANG Haiping’s final moments.

He couldn’t even preserve JIANG Haiping’s intact body.

It was then that he saw someone charge down from the city walls, rushing directly into the heart of the battlefield.

Such a frail figure daring to confront a two-meter-tall barbarian leader to retrieve JIANG Haiping’s corpse.

At that moment, his heart shook.

Fortunately, he arrived in time to save the young boy.

Otherwise, even if he killed those barbarians, he couldn’t stop JIANG Haiping from being dishonored posthumously.

He still remembered the young boy’s name.

Wuyi.

“How can one say without clothes, we share the same coat.”

It was a good name.

This young strategist had helped him a lot; he could see another heart of an emperor within him.

Unfortunately, there were too many heroes in history, and too many who went unnamed. The young strategist didn’t leave a name or even a few words in the history books.

So, he would occasionally write down this poem, reminding himself to remember the events of the past.

“Brother Nine?” Si Fuqing noticed a change in the man’s emotions.

She looked up, following Yu Xiheng’s gaze, and her eyes met the writing on the wall.

When she saw “How can one say without clothes, we share the same coat,” Si Fuqing’s expression turned vacant.

“How can one say without clothes,” was originally a poem about soldiers setting out for battle; having seen him write it often, she also remembered it by heart and even chose a name from it.

“I am fine,” Yu Xiheng sighed lightly. “I was just recalling something from a long time ago. Let’s continue watching.”

The plot that followed was familiar to both of them.

The latter half of the filming utilized parallel montage.

On one side, JIANG Haiping’s body was being escorted back to Yong’an, while inside Yong’an City, JIANG Xuanjin went to the Zhongyong Marquis residence early in the morning and presented Su Yunchu with a hairpin.

Both being martial artists, they sat under the high eaves, gazing toward the north.

Su Yunchu looked worried, “I wonder how Uncle JIANG is doing. The barbarians are so much bigger than us, we really have no advantage.”

JIANG Xuanjin raised his eyebrows, “Father is good at using military tactics. He once held back a hundred thousand enemies with just ten thousand elite troops. I am a bit more formidable than him.”

Su Yunchu glanced at him, “Shameless, Uncle JIANG is the Grand Marshal.”

JIANG Xuanjin just smiled, raised his hand signaling her to give him the hairpin, then stood up and walked behind her, placing it on her head.

“I have made an agreement with father; if you ever need to go to battle, I will go with you,” Su Yunchu touched the hairpin on her head and spoke softly. “I am now better at martial arts than him; he can’t stop me.”

“Oh?” JIANG Xuanjin lazily smiled, “If it comes to my turn to go to battle one day, don’t wait for me. There are so many good men in Great Xia, and I think the son from the Prime Minister’s Mansion is quite good.”

“I’m just a rough person, only good at fighting and killing, not as good as he is.”

Su Yunchu’s eyebrows shot up, her teeth gritted, “JIANG Xuanjin, you are courting death! If you die, I won’t even collect your corpse!”

She drew her sword without another word and swung it at JIANG Xuanjin.

Su Yunchu was indeed skilled; the two could fight evenly.

“Young miss, have mercy, have mercy,” JIANG Xuanjin pleaded, unarmed, “Alright, I know my mistake.”

Su Yunchu sheathed her sword, “I still stand by my words; if you die, I won’t attend your rites.”

JIANG Xuanjin smiled faintly, “And I repeat my earlier words; if I take over father’s position, don’t wait for me.”

The scene finally froze with both of them smiling at each other.

In that moment, only he knew he was speaking the truth.

Only she knew she was speaking a lie.

The first episode ended.

In the courtyard, Mr. Feng and a few grown men were sobbing.

The small white dog looked bewilderedly from one to another and finally chose to continue munching on the gold bars.