Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

In a vast wilderness, Xie Yun stood alone between heaven and earth, his feet on the hard and desolate gravel, his red blood knife dragging heavily on the ground, and every step was filled with a sticky bloody smell.

All around them, the gradually cold bodies of their former comrades who had fought side by side, their reflections gradually distorted in the mist, as if telling of the final price they had paid for that unattainable "golden age".

When the news came that King Chen had used extremely cruel means to force Xie Ding to separate from his wife, this tragic news was like a bolt from the blue, striking people's hearts.

Xie Yun lowered his head. That was his own son, his bloodline, and the Black Stone Guard Xing Jun. In order to cover up the weakness of the court, Murong Chui agreed to submit to Xia in order to avoid death.

Your Majesty, the wise and powerful minister in the court, just wanted to make the generals withdraw their troops and force my son to death.

With anger burning in his chest, Xie Yun could hardly control his emotions.

He rode his horse wildly, rushing out of the north regardless of everything, but what he held in his hand was not a sword of revenge, but a heavy order of amnesty.

That should have been a symbol of peace and proof of Murong Chui's willingness to surrender, but for Xie Yun, the price of this peace was too heavy. It sacrificed too many innocent lives and complete families just to make Murong Chui bow his head and submit to Daxia.

Xie Yun was unwilling to accept this humiliation and sacrifice, and his heart was filled with grief and indignation.

Xie Yun turned his horse around and threw the imperial edict away like a worn-out shoe. The burning flames became a testimony to his determination.

Afterwards, he led three thousand Black Stone Guards out of the Bronze Pass to the west, and like a ghost in the night, he quietly approached the palace of Hou Yan.

That night, the sky over Jinkang City was dyed blood red. The Black Stone Guards were like a pack of vengeful wolves, invincible and unstoppable, wiping Jinkang City off the map.

However, when King Chen learned all this, he held the scepter symbolizing peace, and his trembling hands revealed his shock and anger.

Xie Yun's disobedience was an unbearable humiliation for him.

In the court, the accusations of the ministers came like a tide, as if by issuing an imperial decree of amnesty to Murong Chui, they could demonstrate their inherent grace and magnanimity.

Xie Yun became a figure at the center of public opinion. However, the Red Blood War God's achievements were obvious to all, and they were afraid of being cursed by the people, so they could only demote Xie Yun to a commoner.

In the end, this pillar of the country, who was once hailed as the "Red Blood God of War", was abandoned by the main branch along with his ethnic group and exiled to a distant frontier.

Imprisoned day and night within the cold stone walls of the Xie Family Ancestral Hall, he was cut off from the outside world. His story gradually faded from people's memory and became a legend.

The fragments of the dream gradually dissipated in Xie Yun's mind. He woke up from a deep dream, and the swaying lights in the night reflected his pale face.

Xie Yun coughed lightly, his slightly red eyes revealing a barely perceptible weariness and desolation.

Mr. Suo appeared silently from the darkness and handed over a cup of warm tea.

"Master, are you dreaming again?"

Xie Yun nodded habitually, looking past Suo Lao and towards the old blood-red iron knife hanging on the wall, the blade deeply hidden in the candlelight.

He sighed in his heart: I am old after all.

He knew clearly in his heart that he had been bound by the shackles of this ancestral hall for too long. Whenever he thought of his granddaughter, waves of guilt welled up in his heart.

As a grandfather, he was unable to protect Ah Xian from the storm and instead became a burden to her. The pain he felt was unspeakable.

His eyes swept across Suo Lao's face and said, "You old fellow, why are you still keeping watch at such an age? Just let the boys do it." There was a hint of complaint in his tone, but there was a smile on his face.

"I can't sleep if I don't get enough sleep." Suo Lao replied in a muffled voice.

"Oh, I often dream about my brothers at night recently!" Xie Yun sighed.

"Master, you are really depressed. Why don't you go out for a walk tomorrow?"

"Being trapped here was the order of the late emperor, so the current emperor doesn't care about it." There was hope in Suo Lao's eyes.

Xie Yun said nothing. He was not living comfortably and was unwilling to die. He still had Ah Xian and his brothers who he could not let go of.

He didn't dare to talk about life and death lightly, for fear of separation. He was afraid that his death would cause a deeper rift in the Xie family's bloodline and plunge the family into a bottomless abyss.

After Xie Ding and his wife were forced to death, Xie Xian seemed to be forgotten.

A little girl lived alone in the huge Kangjian. Although she was secretly looked after by the Black Stone Guards, she still had no elders around to teach her.

Although he was studying at the academy, he still had to rely on himself in all aspects of life. Xie Yun disobeyed the order. The emperor was furious, and then Prince Chen died. The current emperor initiated a palace coup to take the throne.

Kang Jian was in a period of great turmoil at that time. Out of consideration for the Xie family, the major forces in the court were reshuffled. Xie Xian spent three years in peace.

After that, the academy was closed. Xie Xian returned home and when she visited the graves of her relatives, she was so sad that she fell seriously ill.

It seemed that the Xie family members had just discovered that there was a girl from their family living outside.

When Xie Yun thought of this, he laughed sarcastically.

Fortunately, Ah Xian came back. Although he was incompetent, he was still able to protect his granddaughter.

In the past few years, most of the Black Stone Guard's money has been sent to Kang Jian, hoping that his granddaughter can live a better life outside.

He didn't dare to see Xie Xian, as he didn't want his beloved granddaughter to see Grandpa being imprisoned in a cage.

Hey!

"It's late, you should go to sleep!" Xie Yun whispered softly.

Old Suo knew that even if Xie Yun took a walk, he would only stroll around the sect at night and would not dare to make the slightest mistake for fear of bringing disaster to Madam Xian.

The present ruler is not in a legitimate position, and is very concerned about the principles of heaven and morality. Some things still follow the old rules. He did not even mention the matter of Xie Yun.

Moreover, the eldest branch was suppressed by the main line, and knowing that they had fallen out with Xie Yun, they naturally refused to help.

At that time, the only people who came to Chen County with their lord were the Black Stone Guards and their families, as well as some small families closely connected with Yu Xieyun.

They had no choice but to do so. King Chen was narrow-minded and vindictive. He could not touch Xie Yun, but the rest of the Black Stone Guards would not be let off.

Xie Yun had no choice but to take them with him. Even if he was demoted from a hereditary soldier family to a military household, it was better than being killed to vent his anger.

Xie Yun waved his hand, urging Old Man Suo to go and rest.

Don't want to cause any more trouble.

Old Suo quietly retreated, leaving Xie Yun sitting alone in the night, facing the knife shadow on the wall, in silence.