Distant Mountain Battle Song

Chapter 294 The First Blood of God
He Junnian's words are actually correct.

Speaking Han language, wearing Han clothing, and practicing Han etiquette are all ways to be considered a Han person. Since ancient times, people have had a special interpretation of their own people: China is known for its great etiquette, which is called Xia, and for its beautiful clothing, which is called Hua.

In other words, any barbarian who meets the above conditions is actually a Han Chinese.

Furthermore, for many, many years, the Guifang people have continuously intermarried with the Han people, and their appearance is now indistinguishable from that of the Han people. Their culture, etiquette, and customs are also identical to those of the Han people. Therefore, He Junnian's statement that the Guifang people are Han people is actually plausible.

If such a group of people were placed in the history of their ancestral land, no matter how deep their hatred was, over thousands of years, they might have long been assimilated into the Han Chinese community.

However, Yun Ce was unwilling. He felt that this planet was good. Not only was it rich in resources, but the Han people here also shared the same ancestry, making it the best second place for people from their ancestral land to settle down.

Resources are like a pie; if you take a bigger slice, others will take a smaller slice. As a representative from the ancestral land, he certainly wouldn't allow the Han Chinese community to accept others.

Even if we are to accept people, we can only accept those from our ancestral homeland.

After all, this place is so good that an acre of land can easily produce tens of thousands of kilograms of grain. Such a yield only appeared in that era when everyone was bragging. Now that there is a place that can perfectly realize the boasts they made back then, how can we easily give it to others?

With differing interests and stances, someone like He Junnian is naturally Yun Ce's mortal enemy!
Therefore, Yun Ce raised his giant shield and charged at He Junnian once again. This time, he really wanted to take He Junnian's life.

He Junnian's fair and jade-like hand pressed down on the giant shield again. The giant shield, which the dog had specially cast with lead, trembled once more from the force of He Junnian's hand. The lead on the surface of the giant shield was stimulated by the hand to create ripples. The stone slabs under Yun Ce's feet shattered, and his feet penetrated the stone slabs and sank into the ground.

The immense force transmitted from the giant shield to his body, making his throat feel as if it were filled with a red-hot saw blade, causing an unbearable itching and tingling sensation. His blood surged throughout his body, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, forcibly stabilizing himself and standing still.

He Junnian clicked his tongue and his palm reappeared. This time, it seemed like he only pressed down once, but the lead shield in Yun Ce's hand made three loud noises in succession, and three clear handprints appeared on the shield at the same time.

The soft lead shield, under the combined force of Yun Ce and He Junnian, rolled forward, but shattered halfway before flying to both sides.

Yun Ce could no longer hold on; his body felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer, and he flew backward. Blood gushed out of his body like it was free, and at the same time, some things he had hidden in his arms scattered, making a mess all over the ground.

Fortunately, the open space beside the mountain road was large enough. After flying seven or eight zhang, Yun Ce fell to the ground. He Junnian did not chase after him, but looked back at the Divine Dragon Palace.

Liu Changsheng, dressed in a black robe, walked out of the Dragon God Palace and came to the steps. He put his hands in his sleeves and said in a low voice, "Only you, He Junnian, would do something so cruel to a junior."

He Junnian laughed and said, "Don't underestimate this young man because of his age. He is very cunning. Although I don't know why he used heavy lead plates to make the giant shield, I think there must be a reason. I have to be careful."

Liu Changsheng craned his neck to look at He Junnian and said, "So, you're injured?"

He Junnian shook his head and said, "There is nothing wrong at the moment."

"Since there was nothing wrong with it, why did you use such a heavy hand?"

He Junnian's face darkened as he said, "A warning sign has set in."

Liu Changsheng said, "You can leave now."

He Junnian shook his head and said, "Tonight, there are so many people who want to kill me. If I don't deal with them properly, how will the world view me?"

Liu Changsheng sighed and said, "You have already spread the Shehuo to the Guifang and have been worshipped by the Shehuo yourself. He Junnian, you are a grandmaster of your generation. With such a deep desire for killing, are you not afraid that you will never be able to take another step in this life?"

He Junnian sneered and said, "Only an old tortoise like you would always think of settling things peacefully. I was born in the wilderness and have been with wild animals since I was a child. Only by running constantly can a deer avoid falling into the mouth of a dog skin dog, and only by going in groups can a dog skin dog scare away those wild animals that are stronger than it."

Such is the way of the world, and such is the way of people. Only by constantly honing oneself and becoming stronger can one achieve one's desired goals. If you prefer to be an old tortoise, willing to spend a long time accumulating your strength, that's your business. I am a ferocious beast in this wilderness, needing to constantly kill to establish my kingly status.

Liu Changsheng glanced at Yun Ce, who was still vomiting blood, raised his hand, and a thin chain of fire flew out from the wide sleeve of his robe, heading straight for He Junnian's chest.

He Junnian shouted angrily, "Liu Changsheng, just now in the Dragon God Palace, I didn't hold it against you for borrowing the power of the Ancestral Fire because I thought your cultivation was not easy. But you actually want to be my enemy, so I won't let you off the hook."

Having said that, he raised his hand and blocked the chain of fire. The chain landed on his palm and did not harm him in the slightest. Liu Changsheng laughed and said, "Although the Guifang also has Shehuo (a type of folk performance), it is still in its infancy and its roots are still immature. Your abuse of Shehuo power will probably bring disaster to your Guifang."

He Junnian chuckled and said, "The nascent fire is newly born, yet it is born with the power of nine dragons. Even the ancestral fire cannot harm it in the slightest. What can you do to me?"

Liu Changsheng chuckled and said, "I was wondering why the Han Dynasty seemed to have lost the protection of the divine dragons in the last hundred years. It turns out they all went to your side."

He Junnian laughed loudly: "Sixty-three years ago, it was the last time the Divine Dragon bestowed favor upon your Great Han. For so many years, those in power in your Great Han have treated the people like cattle and horses, wantonly slaughtering and killing them without any mercy. The rich and powerful are arrogant, extravagant, and licentious, exploiting others without restraint. They have more than enough delicacies for themselves, but they will not give half a bite to the hungry. The poor and lowly are full of selfishness. When they see others with surplus, they will have the desire to steal. They do not pity the weak, but only bully the weaker."

The powerful plunder with their authority, the wise exploit with their wisdom, and the warriors oppress with their strength. Each class only targets the weaker, yet dares not raise a fist against the powerful like Gui Fang.

How dare you, in such a shameless, cowardly, intolerant, and immoral place, pray for the protection of the dragon?
"Liu Changsheng, if you treat the people of the world this way, the people of the world will naturally treat you the same way. When my Guifang army finishes its final purge, it will be the time for your Han Dynasty to perish."

Yun Ce had stopped coughing up blood and happened to hear He Junnian reprimanding Liu Changsheng. He felt that what He Junnian said seemed to make a lot of sense. Based on what Yun Ce had seen and heard over the past three years, what He Junnian said was true. He had indeed seen many Venerables, Wise Men, and Martial Men in the Han Dynasty, and their behavior was exactly as He Junnian had described.

In those three years, he met few good people, but an endless stream of bad people.

If Yun Ce hadn't had his own principles to uphold, and if He Junnian hadn't treated human life like dirt, following He Junnian might have been more promising than following Liu Changsheng.

Yun Ce struggled to sit up. At this moment, his internal organs were in pain. He Junnian's last three blows had really hurt him. Now, he could only hope that the radioactive source he had applied to the meteor hammer, the lance, and the giant shield could harm He Junnian.

If not, he planned to detonate the bombs that had been placed around He Junnian beforehand and then run away.

A javelin pierced the night sky and suddenly appeared above He Junnian's head. He Junnian waved his sleeves, wrapped the javelin around, and threw it back the way it came. With a thud, a large bird fell from mid-air. At the same time, six warriors who fell from the sky launched an attack on He Junnian while still in the air. Six different weapons stabbed at He Junnian from all directions.

"Humph!"

He Junnian merely snorted coldly, causing the hearts of the group, including Yun Ce, to leap. As a result, the six people who were just able to maintain their balance in mid-air fell directly from the sky.

Fortunately, the weapons they threw still landed squarely on He Junnian, but they clattered and fell to the ground as soon as they got close to his body.

This was the first time Yun Ce had ever seen Wu Tong wield a knife. He jumped down from mid-air, and after his feet landed steadily, he transformed into a ball of knives and attacked He Junnian.

The fire chains in Liu Changsheng's hands also grew thicker, and a new fire chain wrapped around He Junnian's wrist.

Just as He Junnian lifted his foot to stomp on the ground, a dark iron ball suddenly flew out of Wu Tong's knife ball. The iron ball had barely landed when, before He Junnian's two right feet could touch the ground, it exploded with a loud bang.

The iron ball had a powerful explosion. It looked like it was one of the batches that Gouzi made himself. He gave it to Wu Tong so that they could protect themselves. He never expected that Wu Tong would use it at this time.

The violent explosion occurred right beneath He Junnian's feet, and the shockwave spread outwards. He Junnian covered his face with his robe sleeves, and the violent shockwave did not harm him. However, before the shockwave subsided, Wu Tong's knife ball landed on He Junnian, who was standing on the towering steps.

After a series of clanging and banging sounds, He Junnian's clothes had been slashed into rags by Wu Tong's knife. The twelve assassins from the Climbing Star Tower who were following closely behind Wu Tong also took the opportunity to follow.

Yun Ce slowly approached He Junnian. He Junnian looked disheveled, but so far, he hadn't shed a single drop of blood.

He wanted the first drop of blood shed by the god-like He Junnian to be caused by his own actions.

Since He Junnian was so badly injured by the bomb, there's no reason why the new, more powerful bomb that Gouzi made wouldn't hurt him.

It's dark!

He Junnian, dragging two chains of fire, tried to retreat, but Liu Changsheng shouted, stabilizing He Junnian's figure in place.

In an instant, Wu Tong and the others' weapons all fell on He Junnian. Among them, a spiked club caused the most damage to He Junnian. He Junnian staggered two steps after being hit, and when he regained his balance, a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)