Xuanxia

Chapter 885: A benevolent plot? A vicious plot?
Fu Qingzhou was silent.

Vanquish the Northern Barbarians?

If this happened when Sangmen Village was just destroyed, he would support Hong Ruohai immensely. Barbarians? They are just a bunch of beasts. Kill them!
But now, his mind has undergone subtle changes.

It’s not because of the Flying Bear Tribe.

But it’s because of the Sand Scorpion Tribe.

Countless soldiers of the Northern Frontier Army and their families, as well as the people of the Yan State living near the Northern Frontier, were of course all victims of the war.

But people who struggle like the Sand Scorpion Tribe are, of course, victims too.

They did not want war, and the Northern Barbarian Army's conscription and tax collection were also greatly consuming the lives of these tribes.

Aren't these people innocent?
"What's up, Envoy Fu?"

Hong Ruohai saw through his thoughts at a glance and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you moved by compassion?"

"I guess so." Fu Qingzhou frowned and said, "And I always feel that this is not right."

Hong Ruohai curled his lips and said, "You are a knight, and you have seen the civilians of the Yi country. You think these people who are not involved in the war should be innocent. I can understand."

"But... you are not an ordinary knight, so I am willing to tell you my thoughts."

Fu Qingzhou said sternly: "Marshal Hong, please speak."

"The Ancestral Hall came first, and then the Northern Barbarian Kingdom. You should know this."

Hong Ruohai said calmly: "They believe in the ancestral spirits and believe that it was the ancestral spirits that created the beast spirits. And those beast spirits helped the ancestors of the people on the grassland survive the catastrophe thousands of years ago and establish tribes one after another, because, in their hearts, the ancestral hall is the supreme existence."

"And the Great Shaman in the Ancestral Hall, who is said to be able to communicate with the ancestral spirits, is the true emperor of the entire Northern Barbarians, with a higher status than the Great Khan."

"In the past few hundred years, there have been numerous coups and mutinies between the Great Khan and the Great Shaman."

"It's just that the Great Khan Tiele has amazing cultivation and a very good relationship with Huo Yaer, so they are like a piece of iron."

"This also means...they have a very high degree of control over the Yi Kingdom."

"The strength of the Northern Barbarians is incomparable to that of Dayan, but they have repeatedly invaded our territory. Our Northern Frontier Army has penetrated deep into the heart of the Northern Barbarians several times, but has always returned without success. Do you know why?"

“Because… they are really united.”

"You think the Beiyi civilians are innocent, but have you ever thought that they are also supporters and beneficiaries of the war?"

"Our Dayan's military expenses come from taxes and grain collected from farmers and merchants. Once the war is stalemate, we have to collect extra military rations. But in Beiyi, they don't need to collect any taxes and grain on weekdays!"

"Every year and every month, the people of Beiyi will spontaneously offer cattle, sheep and other treasures to the Ancestral Temple! No matter how poor and miserable they are, these offerings will never stop! All the money and food will become the rations of the Beiyi Army! Do you think you understand them just because you have seen some poor tribes? Have you ever thought that the money and property they offer will become swords and guns that chop down the men of the Beijiang Army!"

"You see how hard they are working, but have you ever known how excited and happy the young people from those small tribes were when Tiele was recruiting soldiers?"

"They can't wait to join the Northern Barbarian Army, to make achievements, to rob our Yan Kingdom of its gold, silver, and women, and to kill our Yan Kingdom's people, young and old!"

Hong Ruohai's eyes were like lightning, and his voice was like thunder: "We are the Northern Frontier Army! We have held on year after year! We have dragged the Northern Barbarians into an old wolf struggling to survive! What you saw was just the old wolf pretending to wail miserably! But if it gets the chance, it will bite you to death without hesitation!"

Fu Qingzhou was silent for a long time and did not answer.

"how?"

Hong Ruohai smiled coldly: "Do you still want to stop me from annihilating the Northern Barbarians?"

"Yes, I thought about it." Fu Qingzhou replied.

Hong Ruohai raised his brows.

"Marshal Hong, don't be impatient." Fu Qingzhou suddenly smiled and said, "What I am going to tell you next is not some empty words like benevolence and righteousness."

"Oh?"

Hong Ruohai also laughed: "Then I'd like to hear what Special Envoy Fu has to say."

Fu Qingzhou considered his words for a moment and said calmly, "You can't kill all of them."

He raised his head and said slowly, "The Northern Barbarians once annihilated the Great Yue Kingdom and massacred all the people in this country, but despite this, the royal family Murong siblings were still left behind, and Murong Xuan went deep into the Northern Barbarians countless times to attack and kill the Northern Barbarian soldiers." "Ning Baimei once annihilated the Demon Cult. There are no more people from the Demon Cult in the martial arts world. Even people like me who just entered the martial arts world a few years ago have never heard of them... But some of them still stayed and surrendered to King Xishuo and the lord behind him, and even offered the Styx Nine Transformations Divine Art, which led to the current chaos."

"Marshal Hong, we can't kill all the people."

"How many people are there in the Northern Barbarians? Millions? Tens of millions? No matter how powerful you are, you can't drop a meteorite and blow up the entire grassland into a meteorite crater, guaranteeing that no one will survive... As long as someone survives, they may come back with hatred in their heart."

Hearing what he said, Hong Ruohai couldn't help but asked with a smile: "But if we keep them, won't they feel resentful? If so, won't there be more hidden dangers left?"

"Do not……"

Fu Qingzhou cast his eyes at him: "I have a way."

Hong Ruohai was stunned.

He was not distracted by Fu Qingzhou's words, but by the other party's eyes.

The pupils of the young man in front of him were very ordinary, but for some reason, Hong Ruohai seemed to see a starry sky as deep as the sea, where there were endless mysteries hidden, and he even subconsciously wanted to immerse himself in it...

However, he came back to his senses so quickly that Fu Qingzhou didn't even realize it.

"What method?" Hong Ruohai asked calmly, "What kind of restrictions should be placed on them?"

"how is this possible?"

Fu Qingzhou laughed: "I don't have that ability, and no one in the world has this ability... But we can change them."

"Change?" Hong Ruohai was doubtful.

"Well, let them learn the writing and culture of the Kingdom of Yeonggu."

Fu Qingzhou said calmly, "Don't they believe in ancestral spirits? Just tear down their ancestral temples and let them learn Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism. Let them learn our skills, martial arts, and magic. People's memories are very short. One or two generations may not be able to change anything, but what about three or four generations?"

"Not only that, we also need to standardize the writing system, the wheel gauge, and the currency... We need to erase all traces of the Yi country's existence, but we don't need to kill these people."

"After a few decades, they will no longer remember the Yi Kingdom or their ancestors. They will only know... that they are the people of the Yan Kingdom."

After he said that, Hong Ruohai's eyes suddenly widened.

The most powerful old marshal in the world, at this moment, looked like an ordinary person who had seen a terrifying monster.

Fu Qingzhou smiled: "What's wrong?"

"Damn it, you are such a piece of shit!" Hong Ruohai couldn't help but blurt out, "I can't think of such a vicious plan like yours!"

Fu Qingzhou laughed: "How can this be a vicious plot? I just want to save lives."

"Whatever you say."

Hong Ruohai looked at him deeply: "...Ning Baimei's preference for you really makes sense."

After saying that, he turned his gaze towards the battlefield.

Of course, a large battlefield with hundreds of thousands of people fighting cannot end so quickly, but the current situation of the war is different from before.

"It's time for me to go back."

Hong Ruohai said in a deep voice: "You..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed and he turned his head to look towards the north.

From the heartland of Beiyi, an extremely powerful aura suddenly rose into the sky!

Even though they were hundreds of miles apart, one could still feel that incomparably pure aura, it was as if the light of heaven had descended to the earth, stirring people's hearts!

"What is that?!" Hong Ruohai was shocked.

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "That's the bait I threw."

(End of this chapter)