NCCnovel Chapter 151 Ruthless Wang Bodang, Kills His Own Brother Without Blinking an Eye
Chapter 151 Ruthless Wang Bodang, Kills His Own Brother Without Blinking an Eye
In that instant, Wang Bodang suddenly understood everything.
It turns out that Lü Xiao spared Wang Junke's life not out of soft-heartedness or nostalgia.
Instead, we want him to live with hatred, to hate the brothers who fought alongside him.
This move is incredibly vicious; it doesn't kill, but it aims to destroy one's spirit and righteousness.
They were forced to become suspicious and hateful of each other.
"Lu Xiao spared your life so that you would hate us. You must not fall for his trap!"
Wang Bodang gripped Wang Junke's cold hand tightly, his tone earnest, each word seemingly forced from the depths of his heart.
However, Wang Junke's gaze remained unchanged throughout.
There was no anger, no sadness in it.
Of these brothers who once swore to live and die together, which one still retains even a shred of affection?
Those who truly value loyalty and righteousness had long since seen through the illusion of Wagang Village and had left.
But I am trapped here, and have ended up like this.
If he could survive this ordeal, if his injuries could be healed, Wang Junke had only one thought left in his hazy mind.
Leave, leave this heartless and cruel place, and never look back.
Seeing his blank expression and the cold rejection deep in his pupils, Wang Bodang knew that words were useless.
A chill crept up my spine. Since the friendship was beyond repair, we couldn't let any future troubles linger.
He immediately turned around and shouted to the soldiers around him, "Quickly! Carefully lift Brother Junke onto the carriage and send him back to Wagang for treatment! Be careful of his injuries!"
The soldiers responded and stepped forward, lifting Wang Junke as gently as possible.
"The road must be smooth and free of bumps."
Wang Bodang gave the driver some careful instructions, and then bent down and climbed into the carriage.
The interior of the car was dimly lit and filled with a mixture of blood and herbal odors.
Wang Junke sensed him coming in and slowly turned her face to the other side, not wanting to look at him even once more.
Such treacherous people, who call themselves brothers but harbor daggers in their hearts, are a disgrace to the soul.
Wang Bodang gazed at his pale profile in the flickering shadows, then suddenly leaned closer and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"It's not that I don't cherish old friendships or disregard righteousness."
Junke, I cannot let Lü Xiao's wicked scheme succeed, I cannot let him ruin the great cause that my brothers have worked so hard to build.
Wagang... cannot be dispersed.
Wang Junke was startled and turned around abruptly, his eyes widening in shock.
After decades of acquaintance and a bond forged before becoming sworn brothers, is it really going to end like this?
This person he'd known for half his life was actually going to kill him?
"I will avenge you in the future."
Wang Bodang's voice was extremely low, yet cruelly clear.
Before he could finish speaking, his left hand had already covered Wang Junke's mouth and nose tightly like an iron clamp.
His right hand precisely grasped the arrow shaft that had pierced Wang Junke's body.
Without hesitation, Wang Bodang pulled upwards with all his might!
"Hmm!"
A muffled scream was tightly suffocated in his chest.
Wang Junke's eyes instantly became bloodshot and bulged, and intense pain swept over his entire body like a tidal wave, overwhelming all consciousness.
His limbs convulsed, and he suddenly raised his hands, gripping Wang Bodang's arms tightly.
The light in his eyes was a mixture of extreme pain and unbelievable shock.
And finally, an overwhelming surge of hatred erupted.
Wang Bodang closed his eyes, unwilling to look at that distorted face any longer.
The struggle he felt in his hand grew weaker and weaker, and the ten fingers that were gripping his arm tightly gradually loosened their grip.
After a long while, Wang Junke's arms finally fell limply to his sides, crashing heavily onto the car floor.
His eyes remained wide open, staring intently at the ceiling of the carriage, but his pupils had already dilated.
The hollow ground reflected a constantly shifting shadow, its appearance utterly terrifying.
"Brother Junke!"
A heart-wrenching cry of pain suddenly erupted from inside the carriage, piercing and devastating.
When the carriage finally returned to Wagang Village, Wang Junke's body was already completely cold and lifeless.
The Wagang soldiers who gathered upon hearing the news were horrified and filled with grief and indignation when they saw the gruesome corpse in the carriage.
The general who was alive and well not long ago is now a dead man.
Lü Xiao!
It's Lü Xiao again!
The brothers Qu Tutong and Qu Tugai died tragically at his hands, Lu Mingxing and Lu Mingyue also perished on the battlefield, and now even Wang Junke has fallen victim to his cruelty!
New and old grudges were poured into everyone's hearts like boiling oil, and fear and anger burned fiercely.
Wang Bodang's eyes were red as he scanned the faces around him, each one filled with fear and hatred.
"Brothers, you've all seen it! Lü Xiao has returned not for any other reason than to wipe us out and vent his personal grievances!"
Today he killed Junke, tomorrow it could be any one of us!
If we do not wish to follow in Jun Ke's footsteps, we must unite as one and fight to the death! The survival of Wagang rests on our shoulders!
Fear is the best adhesive.
Lü Xiao's ruthlessness and domineering nature gave Wang Bodang an opportunity.
They reunited these anxious and self-serving soldiers into a single rope, determined to survive in this desperate situation.
Their hatred for Lü Xiao had now penetrated to the bone.
Their fear of Lü Xiao became the sole driving force that compelled them to rely closely on each other and obey his orders.
On the other side, after Xie Yingdeng parted ways with Wang Junke, he rode alone in the opposite direction from Wagang.
He dared not look back; the sound of hooves approached from afar, neither fast nor slow, gradually crushing his hopes of escape.
Pursuing him was Zuo Xiong, a former general of Goguryeo who now served under Lü Xiao.
Since surrendering, although he had been employed by Lü Xiao, he had no outstanding military achievements to secure his position, and he was often depressed.
On the battlefield today, when he spotted Xie Yingdeng's Wagang general's attire from afar, a burning killing intent ignited in his eyes.
This is a divinely granted achievement, and we must not let it escape!
If we can kill this enemy general and present his head to King Lü Xiao of Shuo, how can we not make a name for ourselves?
"Let's see where you can run to!"
Zuo Xiong, carrying a heavy fish-headed and phoenix-tailed axe, looked at the stumbling, increasingly weary figure ahead and a sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
Xie Yingdeng's warhorse was already drenched in sweat, and its steps became increasingly unsteady.
He fled for his life, and all his close followers had long since been lost.
Just when he was almost in despair, a group of people suddenly appeared in the shadows at the bend in the mountain road ahead.
As he drew closer, he stared intently, and his heart skipped a beat.
The leader was a burly man with a resolute face; he was none other than Shan Xiongxin, the former leader of the outlaws!
Originally, Shan Xiongxin, along with Cheng Yaojin, You Junda, and other former subordinates, had just gathered some lost weapons and equipment at the edge of the battlefield.
They were about to escort the goods back to the mountain when they unexpectedly ran into them here.
"Huh? Isn't that Xie Yingdeng?"
Cheng Yaojin, with his sharp eyes, immediately recognized the newcomer.
"Master Shan! Save me!" Xie Yingdeng cried out with all his might, as if he were a drowning man grabbing onto the last piece of driftwood.
At this moment, Zuo Xiong had already led more than a hundred elite Red Cavalrymen to catch up like a whirlwind.
Seeing that Xie Yingdeng had escaped into a group of people who looked like bandits from the mountains, he reined in his horse and frowned.