Berserk God of War-Chapter 152: Million Battlefield Criminals

Seeing Fan Zhong and the others appear, the Su Zhenglong couple breathed a sigh of relief.

This time they weren’t surprised because they already knew what Sikong Jing had done on the battlefield of Yanyun City.

If he could conquer Mo Yang, naturally he could also conquer Fan Zhong...

Yan Ao, however, was stunned and stared fiercely at Fan Zhong, "Fan Zhong, are you really seeking death?"

He couldn’t believe that not only had Fan Zhong rescued Sikong Jing and Su Yue Immortal from his own residence, but he also led troops to confront him?

With his chest heaving, Yan Ao roared again, "You should know that it would be as easy as drinking a cup of water for the Zhenyun Royal Mansion to kill you."

Unfortunately for Yan Ao, Fan Zhong knew that among the rescued masters of Jin Sect was the Sui Family Heir.

Therefore, he was still very confident, and with a smirk that was not quite a smile, he said, "Heir Ao, what’s the point of this? With the current turmoil inside and outside Yunzhou, really, there should be no more nonsense."

"Are you teaching me a lesson, you dare teach the Princely Heir a lesson?" Yan Ao shouted furiously.

Shaking his head, Fan Zhong said, "I am merely advising. Some people are not as simple as you see."

Sikong Jing had become the lifesaver of the Sui Family Heir; he now had a powerful backer.

If anyone dared touch him, the Sui Family Heir would definitely not let Yan Ao off.

In this remote place, killing the son of a prince’s mansion was not a big deal.

"Not that simple? What’s so special about this son-in-law of the Su Family?"

Used to his arrogance, Yan Ao did not believe Fan Zhong’s words at all.

Even if this son-in-law of the Su Family really had some background, how could it compare with his imperial lineage? In the little state of Yunzhou, where could the son-in-law of the Su Family find a powerful supporter?

He had not connected Sikong Jing with the criminal who had been given in marriage, after all, Su Yuexi was so beautiful.

And the one given in marriage was the ugliest in Yunzhou.

Yan Ao, being the Heir of the royal mansion, certainly wouldn’t be focusing on the small Su Family in Yunye City all the time, nor would he know that Su Yuexi was the former ugliest in Yunzhou.

Fan Zhong furrowed his brow, unsure of how to explain that the affairs of Yanyun City really couldn’t be revealed.

Suddenly, a loud roar came from outside, "Commander Fan Zhong, what are you doing here? Have your soldiers retreat immediately and clear the way; a million war criminals are about to enter Yunzhou City."

At that statement, everyone was stunned. What big event had occurred?

A million war criminals?

Since when did Yunzhou have so many war criminals?

But Fan Zhong knew who the voice belonged to, it was the strategist beside the Lord of Yunzhou.

Fan Zhong quickly replied, "Nothing much, just dealing with a minor issue, I’ll have the War Mansion Soldiers step aside immediately."

He then hurriedly issued the order for the soldiers surrounding the residents of Yunye to withdraw into the alleys.

Afterward, the strategist of the Lord of Yunzhou added, "Everyone listen, don’t cause trouble, the matter of the million war criminals is of great importance."

Upon this order, Yan Ao, who wanted to make trouble, thought it over and could only sit back down in his chair. Then he scoffed at Sikong Jing and company, "You’re lucky, I’ll deal with you later."

As time trickled away, the million war criminals began to enter the city, their heavy footsteps and clanking chains echoing throughout Yunye City.

"Where did all these criminals come from?"

"War criminals, they must all be deserters, right?"

"Definitely, such despicable creatures. Under the overwhelming aura of the Invincible War God Yuwen Guan, there are still deserters."

"Throw them out..."

Voices arose one after another from around the streets, followed by thudding sounds as people began to throw various objects at the war criminals—rotten eggs, spoiled vegetable leaves, and more...

At this moment, however, Sikong Jing felt a sense of inexplicable trepidation in his heart, as if something horrific was about to happen. freewebnøvel.coɱ

His heart pounded as if thunder were exploding, growing louder and louder!

At that moment, the voice of Yunzhou’s strategist rang out again, "Throw! Throw until they die! These war criminals are deserters and traitors from the chaos of the Seven Countries. They don’t deserve to be called human."

The chaos of the Seven Countries...

Sikong Jing’s heartbeat grew more and more intense, as if his whole heart was about to burst out. The sound of footsteps and the clanking of chains drew near the entrance of their large courtyard. The so-called war criminals at the very front made their appearance.

Just like that, they came into Sikong Jing’s view!

Boom!

In that instant, Sikong Jing felt as though he had been struck by a thunderbolt from heaven, his eyes brimming densely with blood.

He recognized all those in the front row, and knew them very well...

Luu Ji, Guan Dadao, Yang Buzheng, Zhe Qiangwei, Lei Zizhen...

They were his Five Dragons Admirals, his closest brothers and sisters, companions whom he could depend on with his life.

Yet now, they had become war criminals, shackled and brought before him.

Their clothes were tattered; their faces and bodies were covered with scars, even the sole girl among them, Zhe Qiangwei, was no exception. They had once made outstanding military achievements, no less distinguished than any general of the Great Shang Dynasty.

But now they were reduced to prisoners, subjected to the humiliation of the unenlightened public...

Click, click, click...

Sikong Jing’s teeth chattered uncontrollably, and suddenly he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

His entire face turned ashen gray.

He had never dared to imagine, even after Sui Yu arrived, Sikong Jing had thought perhaps the Great Shang Dynasty would consider their past merits and not torture them too harshly.

But he had still underestimated the cruelty of Yang Tianmo and Yan Ruyu.

When his brothers and sisters truly appeared before him, enduring such humiliation, Sikong Jing felt as if the sky was collapsing.

Hate, anger, sorrow...

A plethora of negative emotions threatened to make Sikong Jing explode, his True Qi going completely awry.

"Brother Jing, are you alright?"

Su Yuexi sensed that something was off with Sikong Jing’s emotions, but she hadn’t expected him to suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. She quickly steadied him.

He felt so heavy in her arms, as if Brother Jing had sustained grave injuries...

And her shout of "Brother Jing" seemed to resonate with the Five Dragons Admirals slowly passing by. There used to be a person who also went by the name Jing alone, the most revered figure to them.

The Five Dragons Admirals stopped in their tracks, their eyes gazing somberly towards the center of the courtyard.

Boom!

Rumbling thunder struck all five directly. Their eyes turned red, and their bodies trembled violently.

The figure in the center of the courtyard, the one the woman was supporting, emitting only the aura of the Human Realm, wasn’t that the deity in their hearts?

The Divine Commander, Sikong God General!

He was still alive; he was indeed still living in this world, albeit his aura was now so weak.

"I—I’m fine."

Sikong Jing gradually came back to his senses, reassuring Su Yuexi with a word, and then looked straight into the eyes of the Five Dragons Admirals. That look seemed to pierce through all veils, conveying much he wished to say but couldn’t.

Tears fell from the eyes of the Five Dragons Admirals, tracing through the dirt on their faces.

With their mouths agape, the Five Dragons Admirals wanted to roar out, to howl at the heavens and cry out against the injustice.

But, Sikong Jing shook his head gravely at them.

In that moment of silent understanding, the Five Dragons Admirals knew their Divine Commander all too well. A single look conveyed it was not the time for recognition, nor was it possible to recognize each other.

But the pain was too much to bear. Two months of imprisonment, bearing unfounded accusations, they were truly in agony!