Part Eight Chapter Five Hundred and Twelve The limelight has changed!
"Yes... and this. It would be superfluous to pursue and kill them after they were demobilized. Wouldn't it save a lot of effort to deal with them directly in the military camp? At that time, they were all surrounded by the army of the Emperor of Heaven. They were barely able to chase and kill them.
It is simply impossible for there to be many people without being noticed by the Emperor's army. If those people were killed by the Emperor's troops, then it might be possible... Haha, I mean it's possible, it's possible
It’s just a bit more sexual..."
"There are really too many doubts in this, too many things that are unreasonable, unreasonable and inconsistent with the facts."
"Yes, then why do you want to smear Mu Canglan like this? He has already been criticized by thousands of people, why do you want to step on him a few more times?"
"I'm afraid there's something weird about this."
"Yes, then, what's the weirdness?"
"These soldiers are really dead. If that's the case, if it wasn't Mu Canglan's hands and feet, whose hands were they most likely to die in?"
"What you're talking about is nonsense. Since it's not Mu Canglan's side? It must be His Majesty who ordered the execution..."
"Hush! Silence!"
"I'm just talking about a possibility, and I'm not necessarily saying that His Majesty did it, it's just that the possibility is relatively high!"
"The world is in such chaos, who should we believe?"
"This, this..."
In just five or six days, Mo Yuntian's public opinion had inexplicably evolved from everyone yelling at Mu Canglan in unison to a cloud of confusion.
Too many people are beginning to feel confused and at a loss...
There are also some thoughtful people who have also begun to think and pursue the so-called 'truth.
What is going on?
"If Mu Tianlan really wanted to rebel, he would have rebelled long ago! Why wait until now? He has always been at the pinnacle of power, okay?"
"Since rebellion was not Mu Canglan's original intention, then why did he do it? What was the reason why he had no hesitation? If it wasn't greed, then what could it be?"
"Those who were killed were all Mo Yuntian's soldiers. Since they had voluntarily left Mu Canglan, why were they still killed?"
"His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven has made a promise to never let things go by the wayside.
"Could it be that His Majesty, the Emperor of Heaven, broke his promise and gained weight? You are not joking, that is not the case!"
"That's millions of people..."
"What is this for? It's so confusing!"
"Furthermore, the current battle situation is also very strange. The Emperor of Heaven clearly has an overwhelming advantage and has the upper hand. However, it has been slow to use its superior troops to conduct large-scale decisive battles. Instead, it has allowed the sergeants to fight one after another.
If we fight against each other, it is simply a strategy that will lead to death..."
"I heard, just heard, that when a demon is injured, if you want to recover quickly, you need a lot of soul power..."
"What's the point of this? There have been similar rumors for a long time. I also heard that all advanced warriors know this ability of the demon!"
"Ahem, I mean... I actually mean... Didn't Mu Canglan say before... Didn't he say
"Ah, you are saying that His Majesty the Emperor needs a lot of soul power? That means..."
"Haha... I'm just guessing and talking, it's just possible..."
"It's really possible. I've also heard that the Demon Clan does have such evil abilities..."
"Then... doesn't it mean that His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven is really..."
"Devil?"
"This...how can you say this casually?"
"But so many things, everything points to... it makes no sense..."
As the saying goes, things must be reversed when they go to the extreme. Mo Tianji's methods were used to the extreme, and began to have a subtle influence on public opinion from the opposite direction.
Moreover, the armies of both sides that were fighting began to become suspicious. Each had its own concerns and its own plans. The number of casualties on both sides dropped sharply.
But Yuan Tianxian couldn't respond much to such a change in form; because... after Mo Tianji's big explosion, the little vitality Yuan Tianxian finally recovered was directly smashed to the freezing point.
Even the damage to the soul was more serious than that of the two kings of calligraphy and painting!
Eating a lot of heavenly materials and earthly treasures can only make up for the physical trauma and cultivation strength, but cannot make up for the trauma to the soul.
Therefore, Yuan Tianxian was also helpless. How could he make up for it quickly without killing a large number of people? So even though he knew that the direction of public opinion had turned somewhat, he could only bite the bullet and continue on.
I just hope that more people will die, so that the energy of the soul can be sufficient, and I can recover quickly. Then it will be relatively easy to wipe out Mu Canglan in one fell swoop and then turn around to deal with the mainland trend.
As the trend of public opinion rose again, other opinions slowly began to emerge.
"Hey, you know what?" whispered.
"What's up?"
"Come here with your ears..."
"Why is it so mysterious? What's going on?"
"I heard that during a certain battle over there, an unprecedentedly violent explosion occurred. His Majesty, the Emperor of Heaven, flew out of it, filled with black energy..."
"The air is filled with black air? Why is it like this?"
"Ah! Yes, black energy... it is said... that is the so-called qi! The energy of the devil..."!
"Hiss...how is this possible, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven..."
"Shut up! Damn it, you want to die...if you want to die, don't kill me..."
"This, this, this...this is so incredible, truly unexpected..."
"yes."
"Could it be that what Mu Shuai said is actually... true?"
"This...this, no comment."
If one person knows, then two people know, if two or three people know, then two hundred people know. Slowly, the entire Mo Yuntian Street is whispering to each other in mystery.
Ever since, such voices kept coming out.
“Hiss~~~”
"Fuck!"
"No way..."
"Holy shit, shit, shit, shit..."
At the same time, some of Mu Canglan's past achievements and attitudes were widely spread by interested people.
"Mushuai is actually a good person..."
"Yes, I still remember that Mushuai once wrote a poem called... Thousands of horses and thousands of troops emerge from the clouds, and the bones on the battlefield guard the loyal soul; I would rather put myself on the battlefield to live up to the sky and my heart!"
"Hey, Mu Shuai has protected Mo Yuntian for millions of years. He is really a good man who protects his family and country..."
"Have you heard that Yuan Tianxian is a demon? This matter has been confirmed, and the evidence is conclusive..."
"Ashamed, ashamed. I thought that I was just a bunch of idiots before. I have lived under the demon's power for so many years and still don't know the truth. If it weren't for Mu Shuai... I really would have been kept in the dark until death. That would be completely sad.
Woolen cloth……"
"Is this news reliable?"
"Fuck, you know nothing! Come on, I'll explain it to you in detail, and you'll understand after I finish..."
"Uuuu... So the truth is like this... We can't help Marshal Mu..."
"I deserve to die...I also scolded him the day before yesterday. I feel so sorry..."
"I should die too..."
"We want to clear up Mushuai's name!"
"Demon devil, get out of Mo Yuntian!"
"What you said is wrong. We should kill all these devil bastards!"
"What a fool! My unsatisfactory son is still serving in the Yuan Tianxian military camp. I immediately wrote a letter and scolded that little bastard for actually associating with the devil. He is simply a traitor..."
The atmosphere on the battlefield slowly became a little weird.
Seven or eight days passed, and Yu Chichi suddenly discovered that when he was giving orders, more and more eyes were looking at him with doubts, and they were getting denser and denser.
Moreover, the soldiers seemed to be a little out of spirits, and their morale was unprecedentedly low.
There were also some people who ran into a tent at every turn, where many people were whispering something... As soon as they entered, there was immediately silence.
When they started fighting, each one no longer howled like before, but became weak and powerless.
There are more and more complicated chirping sounds. Although they are only from all around, Yu Chichi has heard them more than once...
"Devil..."
"His Majesty……"
"have no idea……"
On Mu Canglan's side, it was a bit leisurely now. The daily battle between the two sides seemed to be just to deal with official business. Originally, in a big battle, both sides would have killed and injured hundreds of thousands of people in one day, but in the past few days,
Especially in the past day or two, there have been almost no casualties...
It's like two armies have agreed. On the battlefield, you fight yours, and I fight mine, and then we act out a show and deal with it like this.
The sword comes like the wind, but every move fails.
The sword comes out like electricity, and the sword cuts through the wind.
The punch comes out weak, the palm comes out like cotton...
Anyway, all the attacks do not have the most basic lethality. How could there be casualties?!
"This is also called fighting!"
Yu Chichi hurriedly summoned the generals and cursed: "Is this how you fucking fight? Such dereliction of duty, such treason! Such..."
What greeted him were the generals' peculiar looks that were full of doubts and some doubts.
One of the stunned generals finally couldn't help it and asked loudly: "Yu Shuai, brothers want an explanation... Is His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven a demon? You must know the truth, you are His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven.
My neighbor!"
Yu Chichi's nose became angry when he heard this: "What are you talking about? Do you believe such rebellious rumors? You even asked them, it's simply unreasonable."
"Why are you talking nonsense? If not, why doesn't His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven bring out evidence to prove himself? Let us have no doubts anymore?" The man frowned and retorted loudly.
"You bastard! Don't you want His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven to take off all his clothes and let you come and inspect him carefully?" Yu Chichi's face flushed with anger, and he spoke without hesitation.
The stunned young man was obviously still a little bit unwilling and resentful. Yu Chichi frowned and ordered: "Come here, drag this bastard down and beat him with two hundred military sticks!"