The Emperor is Above

Chapter 224: Prince, Don’t Worry (130+ Subscriptions)

"Congratulations to the four of you for passing the selection. After a three-month observation period, you will become the patriarch of my Guqiu Fengtu and receive the initial training methods!"

"Wow—"

The four great wild dragon vultures were ecstatic. They stretched their necks to sing and waved their huge wings at the same time. They were just about to perform a dance to express their joy at the moment.

They had all witnessed the Battle of Solitary Hill and seen the terrifying power of the four second-grade dragon-claw locust tree spirits. Of course, they would feel extremely excited about the opportunity to be promoted to the second grade in the future.

Qing Yi smiled and said loudly to the 33 Great Wilderness Dragon Vultures that failed to be selected: "Don't be disappointed or sad because you have not passed the selection yet.

After all, we are all good friends. Even if you don’t become an elder of the Guqiu family, you can still come over to visit and play from time to time. If you are infected with rockworms again, or get other diseases, you are welcome to come to Guqiu for treatment at any time.

Guqiu not only has me, but also Jiang Ji and her disciples who are good at pharmacology and can clear rockworms and treat injuries for you. Many of you have received treatment from them. "

"Wow—"

"cry--"

Thirty-three great wild dragon eagles cried one after another.

The third-grade vicious birds possess intelligence that is not inferior to that of ordinary people. They were inevitably a little frustrated by not being selected this time, but they soon figured it out. If they come to visit from time to time in the future, maybe they will be able to pass the selection smoothly next time.

Even if they cannot become the elder of Guqiu family for a while, they can come here from time to time to make themselves familiar to the family. If they get sick or injured in the future, they will have a place to heal with peace of mind.

Although the Great Wilderness Dragon Vulture is a third-grade ferocious bird with a fearsome reputation, it is not without enemies in the endless forests.

There are also many powerful beasts and birds in the endless forest, which are enough to injure the Great Wilderness Dragon Eagle. At this time, the safe and friendly solitary hill burial mound becomes very important.

"Master, do you really have a way to make a third-grade fierce bird advance to the second grade, or even to the first grade?" Gongsun Wu asked in a low voice with a worried look on his face. "The Great Wilderness Dragon Vulture has a very hot temper. You can't joke with them casually. Otherwise, you won't be able to be friends with them, and you will become a group of terrifying enemies!"

Qing Yi smiled confidently and said, "Don't worry, Brother Gongsun. I'm not kidding, and I'm not trying to fool them. I do have a way, but it has to be kept secret for now."

Of course, the confidence that he has is also due to the support of the Temple of a Hundred Races. In the illusion of the ancient battlefield, Qing Yi also saw many figures of Great Wilderness Dragon Vultures.

The power of these ferocious birds from ancient times was far superior to that of the current Great Wilderness Dragon Vulture. Qing Yi remembered that there were figures of Dragon Vulture in countless murals outside the temple. The Temple of Hundred Races must also have records of the Dragon Vulture's cultivation methods.

It is a very pleasing thing to exchange something that originally belonged to the Great Wilderness Dragon Vulture for their sworn loyalty.

No, I am trying to let the Great Wilderness Dragon Eagle regain its former glory! Thinking of this, Qing Yi's face was filled with a holy light at this moment.

"Wow—"

"cry--"

Two old Great Wilderness Dragon Vultures looked at Qing Yi with gentleness and cried loudly, causing the other Dragon Vultures to cry continuously.

After resting in the solitary hill for more than a month and receiving good treatment, the dragon vultures' injuries have basically recovered. Now they are ready to leave, and reluctantly say goodbye to the four companions who stayed behind.

The young dragon vulture cubs were even more reluctant to say goodbye to the fat eagle, just like playful children saying goodbye to their friends.

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Forty miles west of Guqiu Fengtu.

The former Xiema Pavilion had long been reduced to ruins and ashes during the looting of the wild people in the Daze Lake.

Thousands of Chinese people living in this pavilion were forcibly concentrated in Luqiu City after the autumn harvest, and would return to continue farming after the beginning of next spring.

However, this land is not empty and desolate. There is an army of up to 50,000 people gathered here, preparing to go deep into Jiming Lake and completely wipe out the remaining wild people in Jiming Lake.

Taishu Bingxin rode a fourth-grade Ye horse, his four hooves blazing with fire, and galloped briskly with another black-armored cavalry commander who was dressed in the same manner. Dozens of black-armored cavalry followed closely behind him, moving closer to the central army's banner in the front.

The commander of the black armored cavalry, riding on a fourth-grade Ye horse, carefully looked at the 50,000 troops along the way, and nodded slightly, saying, "If you don't teach a scholar, you can't go to war. The words of the ancient sages are indeed reasonable. Over the years, the Chinese have maintained good martial arts training. After just a little training for more than a month, they have become a powerful army. Although this army is still inferior to the Third Division and the Border City Army, at least it will be no problem to use it to wipe out the wild people in Jiming Lake. This battle will definitely completely eliminate this century-old cancer in the capital."

Taishu Bingxin frowned slightly and said, "Commander Liangqiu, the tribes of Jiming Lake lost 200,000 young and strong main forces after the autumn harvest battle, which is doomed to be completely destroyed.

However, I am a little worried about the prince's recent change in mentality. As the eldest son of the monarch, he enjoys great honors, but now he is completely overshadowed by the senior vassal Guqiu Yi.

Ever since the Battle of Luqiu, the Crown Prince had been provoked to show off his military exploits everywhere. Once someone accidentally mentioned Sergeant Yi of Guqiu in front of him, he would immediately fly into a rage.

As the eldest son of the monarch, he is most likely to inherit the throne in the future, but he is so jealous of the young talents in the country. I am afraid it is not a blessing for the country of Xing."

Liangqiu Juzhong couldn't help but shook his head slightly and said, "I have also heard about the military exploits of Senior Sergeant Guqiu Yi. It is hard to believe that a senior sergeant could achieve such amazing results.

But since you and Captain Bai Ze both said so, and you have seen Sergeant Guqiu Yi with your own eyes, there shouldn't be too many problems. The prince is a little unbalanced about this matter.

The monarch is like a hunter, and his noble ministers and soldiers are his hawks and dogs. Even if the hawks and dogs catch a lot of prey, it is the glory earned by the hunter, enough to boast to other hunters.

But as the future king, the prince insists on treating himself as a hawk and dog, being jealous and resentful of other hawks and dogs for catching more prey. Isn't this a huge joke?"

"Ah, yes!" Taishu Bingxin couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, "Just like this time the army was going to attack from Luqiu to the northeast and directly into the area between the main body of Jiming Lake and the other lakes.

The various armies occupied several important mountains and islands in the swamp as quickly as possible, which could not only cut off the communication between the various tribes of the people in the swamp, but also deal a heavy blow to the strongest Golden Rooster tribe. However, the prince chose to march eastward from Xiema Pavilion.

Forty miles east of here is the Guqiu burial ground. If you say that the prince is not deliberately targeting Guqiu Yi Shangshi, I absolutely do not believe it. When you and I meet the prince later, we will have to persuade him more."

The two worried commanders of the Black Armor Cavalry quickly approached the central army's banner with a lot of things in their minds, and did not pay attention to the greetings from many captains and battalion commanders along the way.

At this time, beside the central army's banner, Bai Ze, the commander of the rear camp of the Central Division, was shouting, "Don't worry, my prince. The tribes of Jiming Lake had only about 400,000 people at their strongest. Last month, we wiped out 200,000 young and strong main forces. Their strength has been greatly reduced and they are unable to resist.

Now, there are only a little over 200,000 remaining wild folks in the swamp, most of them are the old, the weak, women and children, they are definitely no match for our armies.

Moreover, the king openly mobilized only 200,000 troops this time, and divided them into four routes to enter the Jiming Lake. However, on the south, east and north sides of the lake, there were city guards, many private armies of nobles and ministers, and young and strong people in the country ready for battle.

We'd better make a quick decision in this battle. The army should march straight into the heart of the great marsh. We can easily win by defeating the totems of the strange beasts worshipped by the various tribes of barbarians."

"Captain Bai Ze is right!" Tai Shu Bing Xin suddenly responded loudly, and said to Xing Boyun in a serious tone, "My Lord, the most important thing now is to wipe out the barbarians in Jiming Lake. Why bother to compete with Senior Sergeant Gu Qiu Yi for a little vanity and waste the opportunity?"

"General Taishu, I am the eldest son of the king and have the honor of the country. Why should I bother with a country boy?
Moreover, Commander Bai Ze and Commander Tai Shu also said that the strength of the tribes in Jiming Lake was greatly weakened, so how could they have the courage to resist the attack of the royal army?

Now the Central Division has two captains, Yu Beihai and Mu Cangwu, leading their troops to attack the northern route, the City Guard Captain Qiu Yuan is sweeping the southern route of Daze, and there are two commanders, Xing Shuming and Huan Taiyu, each leading the Black Armor Cavalry to cooperate, so there won't be any accidents."

Xing Boyun was wearing a luxurious armor inlaid with gold and silver, with a gold belt and jade pendant, a purple gold helmet on his head, and a gilded eight-treasure colored gold sword in his hand. His face was full of a faint sneer.
“The chief priest of the Black Wind Tribe has been planning for many years, and has also won over the Ghost Witch Tribe and the Cat Ghost Cult. Even with the strength of Gong Shuliao, the ministers, and the Worship Hall, they are bound to suffer serious injuries and lose many soldiers.

On the other hand, Sergeant Guqiu Yi was only fifteen years old, had no more than forty private soldiers, and had only a few hundred people under his command, yet he dared to boast that he could defeat an army of 50,000 wild folk and behead tens of thousands of them.

Unfortunately, the old man Shimen was old and confused, and was actually bewitched by this villain. He advocated for Guqiu Yi every day, even though any normal person could understand it. And the king and his father had special trust in this old man.

This time I will personally go to Guqiu to enfeoff myself, to show the true face of this villain on behalf of my father and king, and let him know that the honor of being a noble and a minister cannot be obtained by bragging, nor can one be promoted to a high official by inventing a few plows and farm tools. "

Under the worried gazes of Taishu Bingxin, Liangqiu Juzhong and Bai Ze, the 50,000-strong army, led by Xing Boyun, marched straight towards the Guqiu burial ground.

The ground in the wasteland in late autumn was hard and very suitable for the army to march. In just one morning, the solitary hill was in sight.

However, the 50,000-strong army was in an uproar. If it were not for the strict military orders, the army that was sent to suppress the various tribes of the wild people in Jiming Lake would have been defeated.

Xing Boyun had cold eyes, a pale face, and a long sword in his hand, staring at the eastern sky. A group of terrifying wild dragon vultures were flying towards him.

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