Chapter 101 "Even Fate Can't Suppress It?"

"Even Fate can't suppress it?"

Within Mingzhou City, as General Yin landed, leading three to five hundred Yin soldiers, he suppressed the entire battlefield. The altar set up with Mingzhou City as its base also saw its divine power plummet.

The three incense sticks on the altar were burning rapidly, taking on extremely ominous shapes. The oil lamp beside the person presiding over the altar seemed to be instantly enveloped by an icy aura, gradually dimming until only a bean-sized flame remained.

And behind the altar, on the upper floor, the clay sculpture of the Prefecture Lord of Guanzhou in the shrine retreated abruptly.

This was because the external forces were too heavy, directly pushing back all the power that the Prefecture Lord of Guanzhou had descended with.

In that instant, whether it was the two clan uncles guarding the clay sculpture of the Prefecture Lord of Guanzhou upstairs, or the altar keepers below, their expressions changed drastically. They stood up abruptly, their voices filled with panic and surprise: "How could such a thing happen? Where did that country bumpkin get this ability?"

"The one suppressing the battlefield outside… is General Yin?"

"How could General Yin fall into his hands? Could it be that he has been interfering in the struggle for Destiny since the very beginning?"

"..."

"..."

At the same time, within Mingzhou City, while everyone before the altar was terrified, Hu Ma had already turned around after releasing General Yin. Yang Gong had just struck the Destiny General with his saber.

Although he felt that something was changing, he couldn't worry about anything else for the time being. Just as he was preparing to swing his saber again to kill him, he heard Hu Ma laugh and say, "General Baoliang, please give me a bit of face and spare his life for now."

His words were polite, and Yang Gong had already guessed something. He blinked his eyes and didn't strike.

However, he was still uneasy, and the saber remained raised in his hand.

Hu Ma slowly walked past him, towards the Destiny General, and slowly, gave him a bow.

"You…"

The Destiny General looked at Hu Ma in confusion. He was filled with anger, unwillingness, disbelief, and other emotions. Now, suddenly seeing Hu Ma bow to him, he trembled and said, "When I was drunk on Destiny, you were high and mighty, refusing to even look at me."

"Now that my Destiny is destroyed, you come to bow to me? Is it to laugh at me?"

"..."

"No."

Hu Ma slightly bowed, then stood up, and looked at him with a serious expression.

Now, the entire battlefield was suppressed, and everything around was deathly silent. Some people couldn't bear the pressure and their minds stopped working, unable to see or hear.

Others were simply stunned by the fierce power and dared not move, but their hearts and eyes were focused on the mysterious nobleman who had emerged from the Yin soldiers. They saw him bow to the Destiny General, then stand up and say seriously:

"This bow is not to Destiny, but to you."

"I bow to your deep sense of righteousness, leading your subordinates to seek a way out. Although your actions are often what I despise, the fact that you have not abandoned the hungry ghosts and are willing to share life and death with them is worthy of this bow."

"Of course…"

Speaking of this, he slowly straightened up and said, "And this bow does not mean that you don't deserve to die."

"Despise?"

The Destiny General, Zhong Benyi, was clearly irritated by Hu Ma's words. Now that his Destiny was broken, his aura was suppressed by Yang Gong.

And this legendary nobleman, his prestige and bearing were not much higher than his own, as if his own little life was being held in the other's hands. But he seemed completely unaware of fear, and suddenly laughed loudly:

"What qualifications do you have to be high and mighty and say these things to us?"

"We brothers just want to live. We do these things just to survive. What's wrong with that?"

"Is it right that the people of Mingzhou have abundant food and fertile fields, and the people of my Guanzhou starve to death?"

"You have food to eat, so you consider yourselves human. We have no food to eat, so we are the hungry ghosts in your eyes?"

"..."

If one wanted to argue, there were actually many things to argue about. The mysterious man before him said that he despised his people's behavior. Zhong Benyi had heard such words countless times. He didn't even need the other party to speak, he understood in his heart.

They would only say that he shouldn't eat people, that he shouldn't let children starve to death, that he should yield to women and children, take on more moral responsibilities, that he was full of sins.

Zhong Benyi had argued with people too much along the way about similar words, and he was even too lazy to pay attention to them.

Now, this mysterious nobleman had only just opened his mouth slightly, and he had already guessed what the other party would say. He felt only endless annoyance in his heart.

Speak, speak, speak your ass.

There's never any reason to talk to people who are standing versus people who are sitting.

Then, in this endless resentment and annoyance, he suddenly heard Hu Ma say, "No, you are not wrong."

The Destiny General was immediately stunned, somewhat unable to react. Yang Gong next to him was also stunned.

Then, he heard Hu Ma say faintly, "It's just that you've chosen the wrong opponent."

If Hu Ma, or rather, the mysterious nobleman in the Destiny General's eyes, had said anything else, he would have spat all his resentment at him. But listening to Hu Ma's serious words, he fell silent.

Countless words that had welled up to his lips seemed to be flowing backward, and a hole appeared in his heart, swallowing all these words back.

And in this deathly silent, oppressive atmosphere, Hu Ma slowly put his hands behind his back and said faintly, "The people who are starving you, the people who are sending you to the battlefield to die, are in Mingzhou City."

"You can't get enough to eat, you cook your children, you are full of sins, you have nowhere to go, you are left with only a few bones."

"But you only dare to rob the grain of the poor people in the countryside of Mingzhou."

"..."

As he spoke, his voice seemed to sink a bit, and the look in his eyes at the Destiny General also became heavy, even angry: "If you had dared to attack the people in the city these past few days, dared to complain to them about injustice, dared to rob their grain, I would admire you a bit. But you didn't. All you can see are the few grains of rice in the hands of the poor."

"So you are not good enough."

"You have let down the people of Guanzhou, and you have let down these brothers who followed you to find food."

"You don't even have the right to hate us."

"..."

His voice became heavier with each word. When he said this, he paused slightly and said in a low voice, "Your Destiny…"

He glanced at Yang Gong, then slowly said, "Is far inferior to his."

"I…"

The Destiny General, Zhong Benyi, suddenly felt a little panicked.

He hated the mysterious nobleman before him, because since coming to Mingzhou, he knew that his burden was to force this person out.

It seemed that it was precisely because he had never shown his face that he had walked so hard, and it was also because he had just shown his face, raised the Mingzhou altar, raised the Red Lantern Prefecture Lord, and attracted monsters and strangers from all directions that he had lost so miserably.

He had a thousand reasons to hate him.

But after listening to his words, he couldn't help but think of the sadness of seeing only a few grains of rice being cooked in his subordinates' pots, and the despair of those who accused him but never gave him a full meal…

He couldn't refute it, he couldn't curse out the words in his stomach. These words were too clear, too heavy, and they suppressed him.

It wasn't just him. Yang Gong next to him was greatly shaken by Hu Ma's words.

He remembered that he had also heard similar words in the Qing Shi Town village.

This was the content of the heavenly book.

On the battlefield around them, countless people heard these words clearly, and there was a silent roar, impacting everyone's minds.

Some truths, you can't force into people's heads even if you crack them open, but some truths, once spoken, directly drill into people's heads.

"Huff…"

When he got to this point, Hu Ma paused, and then sighed towards the Destiny General, "Thirty thousand hungry ghosts, one hundred thousand refugees, one million wronged souls, are all innocent people, yet they are burdened with sins."

"Your desire to survive is not only not wrong, but also admirable, but their only mistake is that they trusted the wrong person. You call yourselves 'Truth', and you even put it on your banners, but you don't even know what you should do."

"Now that the way out for Guanzhou is cut off and the sins are difficult to eliminate, if you let them continue to follow you, die in battle, and be imprisoned for generations, is that what you want? Or is there another way to atone for your sins, which is to transform into Yin soldiers and seek out your true enemies."

"Innocent people can live, but you are no longer innocent."

"But I can ultimately give you the opportunity to vent that anger after death, the opportunity to atone for this sin!"

"..."

After saying these words, he waved his sleeve and shouted, "Hate me, or hate them, you have your own judgment, I don't need to tell you!"

"Think about it!"

"..."

He left the words there, and ignored them. He suddenly turned around, strode forward, looked towards Mingzhou City, and shouted, "You really have a good plan!"

His shout was full of anger, and the Evil Subduing Golden Mace in his hand trembled along with it.

Within Mingzhou City, the billowing incense smoke was stirred up all at once, like rolling waves.

"You…"

Facing his grim anger, there, borrowing the altar, a trembling voice sounded: "Now that you have shown yourself…"

"Could you, could you please, come into the city for a talk?"

"..."

"Enter the city?"

Hearing their words, Hu Ma paused slightly and said coldly, "Things have come to this, what else is there to talk about?"

"Let's first judge the crime, then reminisce about the old days!"

"..."

As he spoke, he raised the Evil Subduing Golden Mace, held it in both hands, and slowly raised it upwards.

Rumble!

The earth trembled. The Evil Subduing Golden Mace he held in his hand, the nine-section mace body, rotated and collided, its sound clear, ancient, and the滔天Yin aura, centered on him, intertwined.

The two golden-armored warriors who had carried the iron coffin over knelt on one knee at the same time when they heard the sound. In the next moment, all the soldiers in the formation could not open their eyes, and only felt a vast evil aura above their heads.

Vaguely, a misty high hall appeared above the army formation, stern and inviolable.

The pitch-black gate creaked open slowly, and the Yin officials and countless ghosts and gods shouted in unison:

"Please, Subduing Evil Prefecture!"

(End of this chapter)