Chapter 1290 Power Is Truth!

Chapter 1290

At that moment, like a thorn stabbing into his heart, Wang Chong's heart trembled violently. In the capital city, tens of thousands of people petitioned, demonstrated, marched, and even attacked him directly, which was not as good as a single word from this mother. On the side of the street, the little boy lowered his head and walked cowardly into the room behind him with empty hands, as if he had done something.

Seeing the lost, wronged, bewildered and confused eyes of the little boy at the last moment before entering the house, Wang Chong's heart suddenly twitched violently at that moment.

On the bustling and noisy streets, not many people noticed the little boy next to the pharmacy, and not many people noticed the mother. Their existence seemed humble and insignificant, but to Wang Chong, the entire capital, all protests The crowds are not as huge and dazzling as them.

The slander all over the sky, all the attacks and slanders, are more painful than the lost eyes of the little boy before entering the house.

The cornerstone of an empire is determined by the people, and the cornerstone of the people is precisely the "little boys". When the little boy was serious about doing something, when he wanted to protect the empire, his closest relatives told him that abandoning literature and pursuing martial arts, and those who like to fight are not good things, and there is no future. The future fate of the empire is also doomed!

If no one is willing to step forward to protect this empire, this piece of China and the people, and there are fewer and fewer generals in the Tang Dynasty, then the only thing waiting for this empire is the most tragic fate.

From rebirth to the present, there has never been a moment when he was not running at high speed. For a moment, he was not worried, thinking about how to save this empire, save the entire collapsed China, and countless people he loved in this land. Therefore, whether it was the battle of the Southwest, the battle of Talas, or the battle of Khorasan, he did his best, risking his life and going all out.

When the Dashi was defeated, hundreds of thousands of troops were turned into ice sculptures in the blizzard, and on the banks of the Tigris River, the mighty emperor Mutasim III of the Dashi Empire had to send more than one billion taels of gold, Wang Chong thought he had won. I thought that I had successfully changed the fate of this empire and this piece of China.

But when he saw the civil servants and generals in the court hall, the crowds parading in the streets and alleys of the capital, and the wronged little boy beside the street, Wang Chong suddenly felt that he was wrong.

The Tang Dynasty has been peaceful for too long. On the surface of the prosperous age, there are too many undercurrents and too many crises hidden. Forming Wushang cavalry, forming Modao team, searching overseas meteorites, forging Utz steel weapons, recruiting mercenaries... All along, he has been doing his best to increase the strength of this empire and strengthen its military strength.

But no matter how strong the strength is, no matter how many troops there are, they can only save a temporary crisis, but cannot change this piece of China forever.

The Battle of the Southwest, the Battle of Talas... These crises are far from the beginning, and they will never be the end. If you want to achieve eternal peace, you must permanently and completely change the thinking of this empire!

In this world, what really needs to be saved is not one or two disastrous wars, but the corrupt hearts! !

Wang Chong clenched his fists tightly, trembling all over his body.

At that moment, Wang Chong deeply felt that he had to do something.

Even if no one supports me, even if no one understands me, I must do something to lead this country, avoid the quagmire, and embark on the right path before the world is in turmoil.

"Go home!"

With the wheels of the carriage, finally passed through many streets and alleys, and drove into the deep mansion of the Wang family.

At that moment, no one in the entire capital, including Wang Chong himself, knew that the storm that would happen next would sweep across the entire Tang Dynasty and the entire world, and would completely change this ancient country in the east! The wheels of the whole history will also roll on another road.

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When Wang Chong entered the mansion, the entire capital also ushered in major changes. The development of things is far more intense than many people imagined. The anti-war demonstrations that swept across the capital did not show any sign of weakening, but intensified and began to spread from the capital to all parts of Kyushu. While the anti-war voices are getting louder, the voices for disarmament are also getting stronger.

Many letters from home flew to the frontier, hoping to recall their children in the army. All kinds of war-weary emotions have reached their peak.

However, under the pressure of the people, in less than two days, the imperial court had to make a decision not to send troops, and formally disarmed 300,000 troops. And one wave is not calm, another wave rises again, in just three days, another more shocking news came.

——Without the support of Datang, Khorasan was finally completely broken by Dashi after persevering for a long time!

Khorasan has completely fallen!

All these news were transferred to Wang Chong's mansion.

...

When the entire capital was full of noise, the gates of the Wang Family Mansion were closed.

"How is it? Is the food sent over still untouched?"

In the Wang's mansion, Su Shixuan looked at Xu Keyi beside him, his eyes full of worry. Since returning from that dispersal, Wang Chong locked himself in the study room, remained silent, and the lunch box he sent over was also intact.

Su Shixuan tried to listen secretly outside the door, but there was no sound in the study, which made Su Shixuan, including everyone in the mansion, extremely worried.

"No move! The prince's current situation is really worrying!"

Xu Keyi replied:

"This incident must have hit him hard."

Xu Keyi was no less worried than Su Shixuan.

For the court, Wang Chong has always placed great hopes, but this time, whether it is the court or the people, Wang Chong feels deeply disappointed. The Confucian students in the capital even started to directly attack Wang Chong. Xu Keyi could guess that Wang Chong must be very uncomfortable now, and even his subordinates felt deeply wronged by Wang Chong. However, in the face of this wave of anti-war, both he and Xu Keyi are very reticent, and there is really very little that can be done.

"well!"

The two glanced at Wang Chong's closed study door at the same time, and sighed deeply.

But at this moment, Wang Chong's study was quiet.

Looking carefully through the door, Wang Chong was sitting behind the desk, motionless. He had been in this state for five days. His desk was full of all kinds of letterheads, from Khorasan, from the court, and from the people. All the news were like insects and ants, biting his heart. Wang Chong's eyes were tightly closed, his face was pale, motionless, as if petrified, but under the calm surface, no one knew that at this moment, Wang Chong's heart was full of violent storms.

Since rebirth, the Battle of the Southwest, the Battle of Talas..., including the destruction of the Divine Land and the catastrophe of the Kyushu in his previous life, all of them came to Wang Chong's mind.

Today's Datang is strong and prosperous, but people only see its glory and victories, but never think about how much life and blood it has paid for today's strength and prosperity.

History is like a knife. People only see its sharp side, but not the blood stained on it. History is like a gem. People are often attracted by its brilliance and magnificence, but forget the painstaking efforts of the craftsmen behind it. .

When people in the entire capital lived in fantasy, demanding peace and opposing war, not many people noticed that the distant Khorasan also longed for peace, but there were corpses strewn all over the place, and blood flowed like a river .

The war is not as far away from Datang as everyone imagined. When Khorasan is bleeding like a river, Datang is still living in fantasy.

Everyone yearns for peace, but forgets that peace is not obtained by begging, but by hard work. If you seek peace through war, peace will survive; if you seek peace through peace, peace will perish.

Nature is cruel, and so is the world. Cicadas are caught by praying mantises, but praying mantises are eaten by orioles. How many times of bloodshed and sacrifices will it take to understand the simplicity of "a weak country without diplomacy, and backwardness will be beaten". reason.

In the Southwest War, Wang Chong saved nearly a million people. In the Talas War, Wang Chong saved the entire Anxi, Qixi, and Longxi. But this time, Wang Chong deeply felt that what he wanted to save was this Fallen Hearts of the Empire.

worried and indignant! anxiety! Sad!

All kinds of emotions, one after another, converge in the heart.

"It can't be like this again, it can't be like this again!"

Wang Chong's heart was incomparably agitated.

If everyone chooses to be silent, then I will never choose to be silent; if everyone chooses to turn a blind eye and give in, then let myself bear the burden alone and move forward, even if I am not understood, even if I am sacked and shattered. This empire must understand a truth.

Shua~!

Wang Chong picked up the pen from the pen stand and filled it with ink. At that moment, all kinds of things in the mortal world, all the experiences, gathered in his heart, and finally turned into a clear thought.

Wang Chong spread out a piece of paper, exhausted all his strength, and wrote five large characters on it:

"Strong! Power! Namely! Truth! Reason!"

Rumbling, when the first word fell, there was a sudden gust of wind between the sky and the earth, lightning and thunder, and when the second word fell, the thunder between the sky and the earth suddenly blazed countless times, and the torrential rain poured down from the sky. And when Wang Chong finished writing the last word, the entire capital changed dramatically, and endless thunder and lightning flew past the clouds.

That deafening sound resounded even more throughout the world. Even the torrential rain between heaven and earth has become countless times more intense, and the howling wind is like howling ghosts and gods, and it seems that they are also shocked by those five words.

"What's going on here? There are still several hours before dark, why did it get dark so soon?"

Almost at the same time, in the capital, countless people poked their heads out of the windows. Looking at the dark sky above his head, and the blazing thunder and lightning like a dragon and snake, his eyes were full of fear. Even the people in the streets and alleys, who had been marching and demonstrating for several days, hid in their rooms at this time, looking at the doomsday scene in the sky, all of them were in doubt and full of uneasiness.