In the Shaohua Mausoleum, a large fire was ignited.
The body of a man named He Baihe burned to ashes on the long street of stones where he fought.
In the Dongjing Mausoleum, Tang Zang folded two swords, and in the Shaohua Mausoleum, Yun Qin also folded a sword that was enough to represent the entire Yunqin people.
Zhou Shoufu and countless sergeants gathered in front of the fire that began to burn more and more vigorously, and then gradually extinguished, to send this person who was unknown in Xianyi Academy, but who could be called a true chivalrous master, a great grandmaster, to leave the world.
Many people are thinking about what made this powerful Saint Master, who was proud enough to laugh at the world and live a life of games, come here after being seriously injured, and finally die in order to inflict heavy damage on Wenren Cangyue and win this battle.
The sword was broken.
The Heavenly Sword has not been circulated, and it will become a masterpiece in the future.
However, all these Yunqin people who survived in Shaohua Mausoleum, they all deeply remembered He Baihe's name, and in their minds, they were deeply imprinted with this heavenly sword.
At the same time.
A Yun Qin general wearing black armor with a haggard but resolute expression was looking at the Qianxia Mountain looming in the distance.
Another Yunqin general beside him also looked at Qianxia Mountain in the distance, and sighed: "I heard from the brothers in Zhennanying that General Gu's strange army has crossed the Falling Star Lake, defeated the opponent's three fortresses, and seized an important granary of the opponent, presumably this time we can take advantage of the situation to recover Qianxia Mountain in one fell swoop." ” General Yun Qin, who looked haggard but resolute, shook his head, "I'm afraid not necessarily." ” "Why," the general beside him frowned.
"Wenren Cangyue is not dead after all, even if I deal with it, I will withdraw all the troops to the border passes in Qianxia as soon as possible, and I will choose to burn all the grain and grass that I can't take away."
The haggard general said silently: "Although our army has won a great victory, the rear support cannot keep up, and if the stamina is insufficient, if the country is stable, there is no problem with the supply as before.
But this big victory, has exhausted the strength of the rear provinces, such as the victory of the dry river and fishing, if the capture of Qianxia Mountain has no strategic significance of the essence, why is it necessary to forcibly recover the Qianxia border pass with great sacrifice in the case of our lack of preparation" "General Gu is not a person who is happy about his achievements.
Therefore, in this war, when we can really recover the Qianxia border pass, and when we can make Da Mang admit defeat, the main reason is that it is no longer in our military, but in the domestic situation.
The haggard Yun Qin general shook his head again, "There is more than internal strife, how can we calm the external enemy." ” "None of the cornerstones are broken, and even if the blade in his hand is smashed into the enemy's body, his body will fall immediately."
Most of them have broken feet, so naturally they can't stand firm and can no longer fight with people.
There was nothing wrong with the analogy of this ordinary Yun Qin general in a certain Nanling Province, but for a powerful Saint Rank cultivator in the world who had already transcended the realm of ordinary people, without feet, he could still walk, and he could still be unimaginably powerful.
In the Black Jade Hall of Purgatory Mountain, where Damang's true power is at its highest, the Purgatory Mountain Sect Leader who was bathed in red light looked at the page of secret advice in his hand, and issued an order to several purgatory mountain red-robed priests who were lying outside the hall with a slight irony: "Since this is the case, then don't let Shentu Zongxin go to the unknowable place behind Purgatory Mountain, let him go to Zhongzhou City."
Although it is a broken leg, at least it is stronger than those who have legs in Zhongzhou City now.
As for Purgatory Mountain, send more people every month after that. ” Several red-robed priests who had already attained a very high position in Purgatory Mountain all said yes and retreated in awe.
"Cut the three provinces of Nanling, Nanling, and Donglin to me in exchange for some help from me" In the main hall, the Purgatory Mountain Sect on the throne said to himself jokingly: "Wen Xuanshu, you are a little bold, dare to talk to me about such a price, and you are not afraid that I think you despise me too much But I am not interested in this kind of price, but I am somewhat interested in the emperor and Zhenlong Mountain, and now is also the time to let the Yunqin people know about Purgatory Mountain, even if it is just a fool with a broken leg." ” Zhantai Qiantang was thinking.
Every time he perceived, he seemed to feel a mountain in front of him.
This mountain is the distance between him and the Holy Master.
He could sense the strength of the Holy Order, but he knew that he was still a long way from this power, and this was the situation that a cultivator like him who had cultivated at the peak of a great master.
As I practiced, I didn't seem to feel the obvious shrinkage of the mountain in front of me, and it seemed that wherever I stood on the mountain, I still stood on the mountain.
However, in the number of miles he marched with these more than 50,000 reckless troops, he only practiced while resting every night, but he felt that he had made a big step forward on this mountain.
Zhantai Qiantang is one of the wisest people in the world.
He listened to the heavy footsteps behind him, and quickly figured out why.
It's because his JG god has never had such a great pressure before.
His teacher before, the old emperor Zhantai Mang, handed over the dynasty he had laid down with his own hands, but a dynasty was more often an illusory and empty phantom in his mind, not as real as the more than 50,000 Damang soldiers at this moment.
Behind these more than 50,000 lives, there are countless families.
He himself is also a reckless person, just like Lin Xi is a Yunqin person, and he can't bear to see the death of the Yunqin people, these people are reckless and the countless families and more people involved behind them, so that he is burdened with unprecedented real pressure.
JG God and will are the path of the practitioner.
The pressure of life and death of one person cannot be compared with the pressure of life and death of countless people.
However, you must really care about it first, and then there will be real pressure.
Therefore, there are often powerful cultivators in the army, not only because they have experienced more battles, but also because they will bear more lives and deaths than others.
In the footsteps of the tens of thousands of lives of the great reckless people who were in his hands behind him, he also had a deeper understanding of the path of cultivators.
Shi Qian walked beside him, watching him gradually loosen up, and finally frowned, Shi Qian couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Since the military controlled by Gu Yunjing really intended to give us a way to live, and emptied all the people in that fortress and left it to us, then why do we still want to leave?"
"If a person treats him with courtesy, I need to return it with courtesy.
This is what the private school in Zhongzhou City will say when teaching very young students.
Zhantai Qiantang explained: "Gu Yunjing left us a way to live, and we can't help but give him a way to live."
He is Yun Qin's general, if he does such a thing, if he doesn't do it openly, others will turn a blind eye, but if he does it openly and unscrupulously, it will bring him trouble, and he will not be able to explain.
So how can we occupy the guest land Gu Yunjing will treat it as a door, we will walk by, his army will help us hold there and block the army of Wenren Cangyue. ” Shi Qian nodded, "Then what are your plans Now that we are heading towards Qianxia Mountain, the possibility of encountering Wenren Cangyue's army is still very high, and it is even more difficult to find supplies." ” "I'm just waiting for someone."
Zhantai Qiantang looked at him and said, "Only when she arrives can we survive." ” "There is an army from the dragon snake side, which is trying to enter the southern part of Nanling Province, that army does not belong to the Yunqin military, do you want to let it pass" In a clean courtyard overgrown with osmanthus trees in the Falling Star Mausoleum, Gu Yunjing gently looked at Lin Xi, who was sitting on the cushion opposite, and asked.
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Lin Xi nodded, "Let it pass." ” Neither Gu Yunjing nor Lin Xi talked about the belonging and origin of this army, but the two of them just had two sentences of dialogue, and they no longer mentioned this army, but turned to talk about others.
"The nightingale is dead, and He Baihe is also dead."
Gu Yunjing looked at Lin Xi and said.
He didn't use any words to embellish it, just calmly stated the facts, life and death, he had already experienced too much, so there was no need to cover it up at all.
Lin Xi lowered his head slightly, silent.
"Tang Chuqing and Zhong Cheng have been hit hard, and Zhou Shoufu can no longer make a move Since Jiang Yanzhi died, our holy masters of Yun Qin have died too much, and there are not many left."
Gu Yunjing sighed, but her face slowly became solemn, "The eventful autumn Yunqin's real crisis, the real eventful, I'm afraid it starts from this autumn." ” "I received news that there will be a problem in Zhongzhou City."
After a slight pause, Gu Yunjing looked at Lin Xi, and then said: "Wen Xuanshu is about to do Yun Qin's holy master has died too much, and many of them are still in Nanling Province, and it is impossible for the army from here to Zhongzhou to catch up."
This was the time when there were the fewest holy teachers in Zhongzhou City.
This is his chance, and his only, best chance. ” Lin Xi took a deep breath and raised his head, he looked at Gu Yunjing, and said calmly and politely: "Wen Xuanshu will rebel, this is something I already knew when I encountered the Divine Elephant Army in Biluoling, sooner or later."
It's not surprising to me that he did it at this time, it's just strange why the emperor would give him so much time.
Senior, you specially met with me to talk about this matter alone, and I want to know what my seniors mean. ” Gu Yunjing smiled helplessly, looked at him, and said seriously: "I just want to know your attitude, which side you will help, or which opponent you will deal with first." ” "Are you worried that I will try to deal with the emperor first" Lin Xi thought for a while, looked at Gu Yunjing and shook his head, "Although the emperor is already one of the biggest enemies of Qingluan Academy, after experiencing the war here, I don't have a good impression of Wen Xuanshu who took advantage of this war to plot against Yun Qin.
If I had a choice, I wouldn't use some of Wen Xuanshu's power to deal with the emperor together.
I would choose to watch. ” After a slight pause, Lin Xi looked at Gu Yunjing and continued: "After all, the emperor is still the father of the eldest grandson Wujiang, after all, I don't want to be an enemy with you."
I still have a lot of things to do, and these things are more meaningful to me than the struggle for power. ” "I see tolerance and concession from you, and I see the real Qingluan Academy."
Gu Yunjing bowed slightly and saluted Lin Xi, he smiled, but he was sighing in his heart.
Because he knew that there was a limit to any tolerance, he knew that when Qingluan Academy waited until it was time to regain what it had lost, it would definitely make the enemy pay more price.
He also knows that tolerance and concession will not eliminate the ambition of some people.
He didn't have much confidence in himself for this faltering empire.
He is already as old as many people in this empire, and he will only be able to rely on these young people in the future. s: