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Chapter 809: The Gift of the Dragon Ji Legion


Snowflakes were falling between the sky and the earth, and there was no end as far as the eye could see on the snowy field.

The cold wind was howling, and the horses were snoring from the cold.

A group of tired Zhongnan cavalry took off their armor and hung it on the side of the horse's back.

Even the demons The battle flags were all tilted this way and that.

The group of people walked on the snowy field, trying to avoid ice caves and icebergs, otherwise the horses would be unable to pass.

Qianfeng seemed to be particularly cold.

He tightened his fox fur scarf tightly.

A thick layer of frost had already condensed on his sword eyebrows.

He frowned and felt something smell in his nose.

He couldn't help but trembled all over. , stayed in place.

"Marshal, what's wrong?"

asked a deputy general.

"It seems to smell of blood," Qianfeng frowned.

"The smell of blood" "Well, how far is His Majesty's station from us?

It can only be ten miles at most."

Qianfeng felt a little uneasy in his heart.

He suddenly raised his whip and whipped his horse, shouting loudly: "The cavalry in the front team will advance with me at full speed.

Hurry up, everyone drops their armor and marches at full speed."

A group of high-level demon cavalry were stunned, and then followed Qianfeng at a gallop.

The sound of horse hooves stepping on the ice made a squeaking sound.

Thousands of cavalry were marching together like an earthquake.

Even the ice had cracks, as if it would collapse at any time.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

When Qianfeng's war horse set foot on an unfrozen wasteland, the scene in front of him was unforgettable.

The endless wasteland was littered with corpses.

The corpses of demons, armored demons, winged men, and higher-level demons were mixed together.

Broken limbs were scattered everywhere.

The demon war flags were tottering and broken, and there were blazing flames all around.

The corpses of many armored demons were still burning, and the smell of burning and blood mixed together was very unbearable.

"Your Majesty Jing'er" Qian Feng slipped off his horse in a daze and stumbled forward.

His combat boots stepped into the mud puddle full of blood, splattering blood all over his body.

Behind them, a group of Central and Southern Cavalrymen were shocked.

Looking at the purgatory-like station, they were frightened out of their wits.

This was a nightmare day for the demons.

It was even more desolate than the tragic defeat in the Eight Wastelands.

On this day, the demons lost their last hope and became a slave on the mainland.

Masterless soul.

"Marshal Qianfeng," the deputy general said with a gloomy expression.

Qianfeng seemed not to have heard anything.

He held his long sword and walked step by step towards the distance.

There, countless armored demon corpses were piled up and burned, and in the center of the corpses were a group of high-level demon guards holding long swords.

They fell to the ground in various directions, some had their hearts pierced, some had their heads cut off, and their deaths were extremely tragic.

"Jinger" Qianfeng walked on the blood, and the cold wind blew his blood-stained cloak, making him look very embarrassed.

There were many corpses of high-level demon guards around him.

They were killed to protect their master, and the armored demons further out were more He died in order to protect the Demon Emperor.

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At the core of the battle circle, several headless corpses were lying there quietly.

“Why is this happening?”

Qian Feng sat in the blood with dim eyes, holding the cold palm of a corpse nearby.

The strong wind ruffled his long hair, and murmured: "Why on earth, what kind of crime did Jing'er and Ning'er commit?"

Wrong, why is this happening?”

He suddenly laughed, and his smile was extremely ferocious.

I laughed for a long time, until I burst into tears.

"marshal" In the air, a wing man shouted loudly: "There are people coming from the west.

They seem to be a group of people riding giant dragons.

They have launched an attack on us.

What should we do?"

Qianfeng picked up the body of Feng Jing'er who had lost his head, and said calmly: "Collect the bodies of His Majesty and the two Highnesses, leave the second battalion to resist the strong enemy, and the rest of the people will retreat with me.

We have no food, grass and weapons. will not be their opponent.”

"Who are they?"

asked the lieutenant.

"That's the emblem of the Tianji Empire."

Qianfeng looked into the distance and said, "Retreat."

The deputy general panicked: "Marshal, we have no way to retreat, where else can we go?"

"Eight Wastelands, we return to the mainland" "this" Two days later, Dongshuang City, the eastern capital.

Although it is already spring, the walls of Dongshuang City are still frozen with a thick layer of frost, just like the cold winter.

The soldiers guarding the city wall breathe into their palms to keep warm.

In the distance, two sides of the official road are frozen into ice.

A figure on horseback meandered over, carrying a golden flag on his shoulders.

It didn't look like a battle flag, but more like some kind of envoy's scepter.

"Stop whoever comes, otherwise the arrow will be released."

The general on duty was Zhang Wei.

He stepped on the battlement with his sword in his hand, and Yan shouted in a low voice, "Who dare to come to Dongdu without permission?

You don't look like people from the Broken Cauldron Realm. " One of the lean men in the city smiled: "Yes, we are envoys sent by Master Fang Lan, the commander of the Longji Corps of the Tianji Empire, and we are here to present gifts to His Highness the King of Qin in your country."

"People from the Dragon Ji Corps" Zhang Wei raised his eyebrows and said: "Aren't the Dragon Ji Corps eating meat and drinking wine in the Tianji Empire?

What are you doing in the Broken Cauldron Realm?

Let me capture it."

The small door opened, and dozens of Forbidden Army cavalry rushed out, easily capturing the two envoys.

"General Zhang Wei" A forbidden soldier said respectfully: "I found several brocade boxes from their horses.

Take a look."

"Open."

"yes" When the brocade box was opened, Zhang Wei couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

The arrogance and perverseness on his face were wiped away, and he said coldly: "Let's take them to Lingxi Palace."

"yes" The sound of horse hooves galloped through the city, and they soon arrived at the Dongdu Palace.

After several days of repairs, the hall had a new look and was engraved with gold inscriptions.

The three words "Ling Xi Palace" were engraved in large words above the palace gate, and the name was Lin Muyu. , Feng Jixing came up with it together.

As for why they chose this name, the two of them couldn't explain it clearly.

It was probably because of Tang Xiaoxi's relationship.

There was a morning meeting in the Lingxi Hall.

Since most of the commanders of the various legions and the officials of the 3, 4 and 6 departments lived in the Lingxi Hall, the morning meeting was held very early.

A huge sand table is placed in the center of the hall.

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It is filled with blue chips representing the strength of the major legions, but there are no red chips because no one knows where the strength of Tianji Continent is so far.

"Your Highness" Zhang Wei's voice came from outside: "Something bad is going to happen."

"What's the matter, Zhang Wei?

Are you in such a panic?"

Feng Jixing asked, raising his eyebrows.

Zhang Wei strode into the main hall on the red carpet and said: "Two envoys from outside the city who claimed to be from the Longji Corps of the Tianji Empire came and they brought gifts to present this gift to His Highness Yu."

"What's the matter?

You're hesitating."

Lin Muyu said, "What kind of gift is it?

Bring it up."

"yes" Zhang Wei waved his hand, and the three imperial guards entered the hall holding the brocade box and placed the gifts on the king's steps.

"What are you doing mysteriously?

Open it."

Tang Xiaoxi said.

"yes" The Forbidden Army soldiers reached out and opened the brocade box.

Tang Xiaoxi, Lin Muyu, Feng Jixing, Qin Yan and others were all shocked.

There were three heads in the brocade box, Feng Yuan, Feng Jing'er, Feng Ning'er and his daughter. head Tang Xiaoxi stumbled and fell to the ground, her mind went blank, and she murmured: "How could it be like this, Your Highness Ning'er?

Who could she kill His Highness Ning'er so cruelly?"

Tears burst into her eyes.

She had been trapped in the Demon Clan Tongtian Gorge for so long, but Feng Ning'er had always been with her.

Who was such a gentle and graceful girl, who killed her so cruelly?

"Your Highness Ning'er" Lin Muyu felt very bitter in his heart.

Feng Ning'er's voice and smile seemed to be still vivid in his mind.

He took a step forward and knelt on one knee in front of Feng Ning'er's head.

His voice trembled slightly and he whispered: "Rest in peace, Ning'er."

"Ayu, are you okay?"

Feng Jixing glanced at Lin Muyu worriedly, and then at Tang Xiaoxi.

He knew that Feng Ning'er showed his admiration for Lin Muyu when they were in Lanyan City.

This feeling was indescribable to a girl who admired him.

Although they were not destined to be together, Lin Muyu must have felt uncomfortable seeing her being killed so cruelly.

Reaching out to cover the brocade box, Lin Muyu couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

She hugged Tang Xiaoxi's shoulders and helped her up.

She said in a cold voice: "Zhang Wei, bring the two envoys in."

"yes" The two envoys walked in slowly, with arrogant expressions.

The thin one among them did not salute.

He looked up at Lin Muyu, looked at the rust gold cloak behind him and said: "You are His Highness Lin Muyu, King of Qin, right?"

"It's me."

Lin Muyu looked calmly and said, "When did the Dragon Ji Corps come to Broken Cauldron Realm?"

The envoy laughed: "While your Highness is sleeping."

Feng Jixing squinted his eyes: "Don't think about it.

You actually went to the territory of the demons first.

The Longji Corps must have come from the continental bridge in the far north.

But what I'm very surprised about is how you were able to survive among mortals."

Even the strong men from the Sanctuary will freeze to death when crossing the mainland bridge in the unbearable wind and snow, let alone you."

The envoy cupped his fists and said with a smile: "You must be trusting His Highness Wang Fengjixing.

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In fact, it is very simple.

The Dragon Clan is the race closest to gods.

The Dragon Clan can use Dragon Flame and Dragon Yu Douxuan to help our soldiers survive the severe cold.

Now , 400,000 Longji Corps and Liuji Corps have gathered in Mobei.

I heard that your country and the Demon Clan have been fighting for many years.

As soon as the war started, our commander, Mr.

Fang Lan, ordered the demons to be exterminated to avenge His Majesty's shame.

Well, I was ordered to send the heads of the Demon King and the two princesses as gifts, and I asked His Majesty to accept them. , the honorable merchant alliance of our Tianji Empire will be stationed in your country’s port.

I hope we can trade with each other and prosper together.”

"So I should thank you."

Lin Muyu sneered.

"No need to thank you."

The envoy smiled slightly and said, "As long as His Highness the King of Qin is happy."

"No, there's something else that would make me even happier."

King Qin suddenly raised his hand, and a sword light flashed past ten meters away.

The envoy was immediately speechless.

His head rolled off his neck, and his body crashed to the ground.

Blood spattered all over the envoy beside him.

"Come here, put his head in a brocade box, and let another envoy take his head back.

Just say this is a thank you gift from me, Lin Muyu, and I hope Commander Fang Lan will accept it."

Lin Muyu's voice was cold and unbearable.

"Finally, war has been declared."

Feng Jixing groaned leisurely and said with a smile: "Although it will be a matter of time."

Lin Muyu couldn't help feeling chilled, and finally understood the meaning of a poem given to him by Chen Yu, the second prince of the Tianjue Empire.

The mountains are high and the water is long, the road is long, and the light snow has stopped and the rain is continuous.

Warm wine and talk and laugh in the long pavilion, no matter how snowy it is elsewhere.

In fact, Chen Yu had long known that the Tianji Empire had sent elite troops to cross the northern polar continent bridge for a sneak attack, but why didn't he tell himself clearly that maybe Chen Yu didn't want the Tianji Empire to win, nor did he want the Broken Cauldron to win, The result he most wants to see is a lose-lose situation for both parties.

When I think of this, I feel indescribably chilly in my heart.

No matter how dangerous the world is, it cannot be more evil than the human heart It was decided that I would continue to maintain the schedule of three updates every four days and two updates every three days in November, and switch to the regular two updates a day in December.

Ye Zi was tired and really couldn’t hold on any longer

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