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Chapter 172: In my old days, I was armed with swords and spears, and was as fierce as a tiger!

Zhao Dabing waved a special long whip in his hand. The whip had layers of scales on it. Every time it hit the air, the scales would spread out one after another and then close, like a dragon or snake swimming in the void, making a low hissing sound.

The strange beast with thunder on its body became more and more obedient.

It was clear that a warrior who had not even entered the country, at this moment, grabbed two exotic beasts with Kuilong bloodline with one hand. The muscles on his arms were clearly bulging. Li Guanyi sat in the carriage, looking at the eldest lady who was sleeping quietly.

"Brother Li, I'll have to escort you out in the end."

"There are salt-baked peanuts and a pot of strong black tea in the carriage. You know the place, so help yourself. Don't be polite."

Zhao Dabing grinned, his eyes fixed straight ahead, and his speed was as fast as thunder.

Riding the strange beast, he rushed out of Jiangzhou City.

Then they arrived at the spacious flat ground. Zhao Dabing exhaled a sigh of relief, and thunder exploded from the bodies of the two strange beasts. Their speed suddenly soared. Li Guanyi was pressed against the carriage with his back by the sudden acceleration. The carriage was almost wrapped in thunder, running at a speed that exceeded what a vehicle like a carriage should be capable of.

Guanyi City and Jiangzhou City are hundreds of miles apart.

And if we take into account the twists and turns of the road, it may be nearly a thousand miles.

A normal day's ride on horseback.

Li Guanyi felt that the strange beast was pulling them, running fast in the storm, and might even go back before daybreak. In Jiangzhou City, he finally discovered that the imperial guards in Li Guanyi's direction had turned over and ridden their mounts. These mounts were able to travel a thousand miles a day and eight hundred miles at night, and had a trace of strange beast blood.

They drove their war horses, formed battle formations and galloped along the road.

Wearing armor, the rain fell on the armor, and the small splashes of water reflected the thunder and moonlight. The hooves of the war horse fell on the bluestone slabs, with a loud bang like thunder!

The leading general's expression suddenly changed. He pulled the reins abruptly and shouted:

"Stop!!!"

“Everyone stop!!!”

He pulled the reins in his hand so quickly that the warhorse turned while galloping. The general squeezed the horse's belly with his legs, and the horse neighed like thunder, suddenly stood up, and stepped on the air with its front feet.

The warhorse's hooves stomped heavily on the ground.

The imperial guards at the back almost collided with each other. To have such a situation happen while charging into the battle line was simply to seek death, and they would be punished by military law. However, the imperial guards general did not care about these at the moment. He held the reins tightly with his left hand and stared ahead with his tiger eyes.

It’s the people.

The common people were all wearing simple clothes.

It seemed that all the people who used to sell vegetables, live here, and live in remote areas had come out. The young man was sitting in the front of the carriage. When he was passing by Zhao Dabing, he was discovered by the teahouse owner who was awakened by the thunder.

The news spread like fire.

The common people also have their own way of conveying messages. These people stood in front in the rain, quietly looking at the imperial guards. They were silent, but they were like a ravine blocking the imperial guards and the young man.

The general of the imperial guards suddenly understood something and looked towards the city gate next to him.

"...the original gate of the ghost city, these people are..."

"Li Guanyi, destroyed the ghost market, killed nearly a hundred people, and saved nearly a thousand people..."

Thousands of people, how many people are there in each household?
He looked at these people and suddenly became speechless. Although he had a knife in his hand and armor on his body, he felt a suffocating and oppressive feeling, like a rainstorm coming over him.

It is not only those who are high and mighty who talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality. The common people standing here in the heavy rain do not understand what righteousness and benevolence are, but they also know the principle of repaying a favor. If a benefactor has something to do, they will pick up their clothes and come out to help, even if they have nothing to eat.

You saved my son and you avenged my grandson.

I have to help you, otherwise I won’t be able to sleep well lying there!

This is the same simple truth as killing someone means paying with your life, and paying off debts means paying back debts.

The imperial palace is in chaos today. If the imperial guards continue to trample on the people, the dignity of the Chen royal family will really be shaken. The leader of the imperial guards raised his knife several times, but put it down again. There are only one or two hundred people nearby, but in the distance, more people are walking slowly towards them with torches and lights.

The weak and tiny people who could be chopped to pieces by a single blow, swayed and gathered together, but it was like—

Like, red dragon!
The fire in the hands of those people and the light in their eyes were like the scales on the red dragon. Then they stood together, gathered into a ball, unarmed, standing in front of the imperial guards. The shopkeeper who poured tea for Li Guanyi stood in front.

He also remembered what he said to the young man that day.

"People like us are like weeds in troubled times. As long as we are not uprooted, we will survive no matter what, eating grass or tree bark. We have to survive, right?"

"To survive, even if it means getting stuck in the mud or being stepped on by people, I have to survive."

"As long as you live, you will see a peaceful and prosperous world one day."

'Isn't that right?'

He whispered, "But, Weed, doesn't want this either."

"You can also light a large area of ​​weeds on fire."

"We are human beings too."

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When Ji Yanzhong rushed into the palace, Yue Qianfeng had already retreated. When they first met, Yue Qianfeng was just a small bandit with a sense of heroism. He had failed in his attempts to rob the village several times, but instead helped with the work and even lost three chickens. He was so angry that he jumped up and down and screamed with hunger.

Ji Yanzhong found it funny and taught him basic martial arts, only to find that he had excellent aptitude.

Now, decades have passed, and the once wealthy Ji Yanzhong has become a white-haired old man. The young man who was full of vigor and vitality back then has become a famous general in the world. His strength is no weaker than his. But when he left at this moment, Ji Yanzhong was unable to catch any trace.

But, could it really be him?
Ji Yanzhong put the Chixiao Sword back into the new sword case with a conflicted look on his face.

Although Chidi was idle in the past and worked as a knight-errant when he was young, now he has ruled the world for 800 years. Who in the world doesn't know Chidi's heroic spirit? Chixiao Sword, Chixiao Sword, please don't really find a bandit.

He was conflicted, but he also hoped that Yue Qianfeng would be the one chosen by the Scarlet Sky Sword.

I don't want to cross thousands of peaks.

At this time, Xiao Wuliang had already stopped the fires everywhere in the palace. Yue Qianfeng and Yan Xuanji retreated. The palace guards and Jinwu guards began to count the wounded and deal with many matters.

During the banquet in the other palace, Ying's Crown Prince Jiang Gao did not mention the fire rising into the sky in the palace. He just drank and congratulated the Emperor of Chen as usual, and was as gentle as jade, trying to save face for the Emperor. However, Jiang Yuan was willful and said:
"I have always been curious about why His Majesty invited us to a banquet here and set off such a large fireworks display for us."

“Hahaha, it really looks good!”

“Wonderful, wonderful!”

Chen Dingye drank slowly and said calmly, "My dear nephew, I am happy to see you."

Jiang Yuan said: "Of course I am happy and happy."

“Great with wine.”

"It's just that after watching such a big fireworks display today, I don't know what the grand ceremony will be like tomorrow? If I remember correctly, the grand ceremony should start before sunrise."

"It seems that there are only a few hours left."

Chen Dingye said calmly: "Since my dear nephew is so interested, come with me to take a look."

Jiang Yuan was a little confused by his calmness. His mind raced, and he sat down, smiling, "I'm just worried about Your Majesty. It seems that everything is under Your Majesty's control. Let me toast to Your Majesty first."

"Then, we'll go together."

He toasted heartily.

Then the music of stringed instruments started again, and the singing and dancing continued as usual. The sound of the piano was clear and wonderful, the woman playing the piano was cool and beautiful, and the dancers also had their own special charm. At the same time, in the palace, the imperial guards and eunuchs came and went, carrying the injured imperial guards and carrying them to other places to settle down.

The scene just now was too big. Even though Yue Qianfeng and the others tried their best to rescue their own people when they left, there were always some martial artists who were trapped alone.

He was seriously injured but was not discovered by his companions.

When they spotted such a martial artist, three or five imperial guards would raise their halberds and thrust them forward simultaneously, then twist them suddenly. The sharp edge and hook of the halberds would directly pierce the internal organs and turn them into a large mass of flesh and blood.

There are also martial artists from the martial arts world and imperial guards who are loyal to each other.

All dead.

The blood on the corpse had dried up. One was for the loyalty of saving the country, and the other was for fulfilling his duty. Yet, these two groups of people had to fight each other in the palace, with swords pointing at each other. A eunuch shouted, "Be quick, be quick."

"Let's just throw all these corpses into the ditch first, and hold them down with wooden boards or something, so that nothing can be revealed."

One of the imperial guards gritted his teeth and said, "But these are our comrades who sacrificed their lives for our country."

"They have been treated so badly that I'm afraid their bodies won't be recognizable after the ceremony."

Before he could finish his words, he was hit on the head by the eunuch's whisk. The young eunuch yelled, "You stinking bastard, you dare to talk back here?"

"Why are you still pressing the knife?"

"We are following His Majesty's order. You must quickly clean up these corpses and blood. In two hours, it will be the Chen Kingdom's once-in-ten-years grand sacrifice. We don't care what your reasons are or whether they are the corpses of your comrades."

"You have delayed His Majesty's important business. You will have several heads chopped off."

The huge palace was brightly lit, and the fighting warriors retreated.

Then the eunuchs and attendants came forward, dragged away the still warm bodies of those killed in the fight, brought water from the rivers to wash away the blood, spread out thick silk to cover the place, and placed fragrant trees, flowers and plants in pots.

The broken palace was destroyed and then repaired using various magical powers and means.

The palace was quickly restored to its original appearance after being repaired at all costs. The imperial guards threw the bodies of the martial artists and their comrades into the ravine. Their bodies were covered in blood. They were enemies but now they were lying together, with their eyes open, reflecting the light of the sky.

The sun was about to rise in the sky, and the morning light fell into their eyes, reflecting a glow of fire.

The flame in the lantern flickered. Suddenly it spread and turned into the hem of the woman's spinning skirt and collar.

The sounds rose and fell, and suddenly became louder. The nobles drank, the beauties danced, the ribbons tucked in their arms spun like fire, the chimes rang, and the music of the piano was melodious. It was indeed the spirit of a prosperous age.

When finally a ray of light appeared in the sky, the Emperor of Chen put down the last glass of wine and led his ministers and princes on the carriage.

The carriage decorated with imperial guards was running on the imperial road, and the sky was bright and the clouds were clear.

It rained heavily yesterday and the air was refreshing. People had already started their daily lives. The palace gates were opened and people from all walks of life, including the common people, flocked to the palace to participate in the grand ceremony held once every ten years. When Jiang Yuan, the second prince of Ying State, arrived at the palace, what he saw was still the Chen State Palace as usual.

Majestic, silent, luxurious and gorgeous.

The imperial guards, eunuchs, and maids were all in good order.

Emperor Chen Dingye walked in it leisurely and calmly.

Jiang Yuan's eyes were filled with amazement and shock. He suddenly sighed and couldn't help but say, "Is this the power of the emperor? When he gets angry, the whole world dies. There is killing here, and there is a leisurely feast over there. After drinking, when he returns, everything is still as usual."

"It seems like he can do anything."

"A real man should do this."

At this time, Jiang Yuan suddenly saw Chen Wenmian, the Prince of Chen State, in front of the palace. He was wearing armor and covered with black marks, as if he had struggled out of a fire. Seeing this usually cold, arrogant, noble and brave prince of the enemy country, he seemed to be in a state of dismay.

Chen Dingye frowned slightly, then relaxed his brows: "Wen Mian, today is a big event. If you don't wear court robes and fancy clothes, and act like this, won't you lose the dignity of an emperor?"

"If this continues, how can I hand over the country to you?"

However, Chen Wenmian was still able to suppress his great grief.

He gritted his teeth and said yes, then when the emperor changed his crown, he said, "Father."

"Mother, she, is dead..."

When Chen Wenmian said this, it was as if a bone had been pulled out of his body.

The death of his parents was like the collapse of the sky for a boy of only seventeen years old. At this moment, he almost instinctively desired help from his father. The emperor did not change his movements, but just said: "She has always been superior to Buddha. Buddha said that she will ascend to heaven after death."

"Death in the Royal Family."

"Yes, I have nothing else to ask for."

The last glimmer of fire in Chen Wenmian's eyes went out.

Chen Dingye stood up, waved his sleeves, and said, "Go and change into court clothes quickly."

“Don’t miss out on the country’s great cause.”

"The Queen's affairs must be kept secret for now, so as not to bring shame to the family and the country."

Soon, the first part of the Chen State Grand Sacrifice was completed. The original imperial roads were cleared to allow the people to watch. Many people poured in, watching this grand scene that only happened once every ten years with caution but excitement.

People from the martial arts world also came, but this time they all took off their weapons. Some of them retreated, but some didn't care and came to watch the fun, for example, Tu Shengyuan, a guest of Tianxia Diyi Lou.

The gentleman came in with a pen in hand. Looking around, he keenly sensed the bloody smell. Thinking of the turbulent waves in the world, he just sighed, "The world, the world, is really in a mess."

The emperor of Chen State exchanged for court robes.

It is a twelve-chapter robe, with twelve tassels, a black robe, a yellow skirt, a white silk belt, a yellow knee-guard, a plain gauze middle layer, and red shoes. The shoulders of the black robe are woven with sun, moon, and dragon patterns, the back is woven with stars and mountains patterns, the sleeves are woven with fire, Hua insects, and Zong Yi patterns, and the collar and hems are all woven with many gorgeous patterns, highlighting the majesty of the emperor.

The magnificent things in the imperial palace illuminate the rivers and lands, and the imperial guards are holding their weapons.

Behind Chen Dingye alone, there were 36,000 soldiers and horses under the yellow banner, with flags covering the entire field, as well as chariots and carriages, the empress's procession, and the ceremonial robes of all officials, all of which were magnificent. The common people had never seen such a grand spectacle before, and they were all in a daze, as if they had seen gods from heaven.

But a feeling of timid fear rose in my heart.

Chen Dingye was very proud.

At this moment, one of his most trusted generals, Gu Daohui, came over with a box in his hand. He knelt respectfully, raised it, and said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty. I found something in the underground palace. It is the head of your most valued enemy."

"I have it for you."

"At this time of great national glory, the head of your enemy is the greatest gift you can give me. May you live forever!"

Chen Dingye smiled and nodded, then reached out to take it.

The box was opened and there was nothing inside.

Even Emperor Chen was stunned for a moment. The next moment, Gu Daohui's aura suddenly surged. A dagger suddenly appeared in his hand, which was cold and eerie. He pounced towards Emperor Chen like a mad tiger.

No one had expected such a change, and no one realized that Gu Daohui would do such a thing. He personally killed his three comrades and used their heads in exchange for the position of General of the Jinwu Guard.

The twenty-four generals under the command of Duke Taiping have gone through life and death together. Even such a person can betray them. Who dares to believe him?
He became an absolutely lonely minister.

That's why Chen Dingye could trust him.

Only then could he become the commander-in-chief of the Jinwu Guards. Now, the accumulation of the past ten years finally burst out in an instant. Gu Daohui charged forward desperately. Within five steps, the dagger pierced directly into the emperor's chest and abdomen. The scene that the famous general remembered all the time appeared before his eyes again.

"Only by becoming a lone minister can there be hope for revenge"

"Mr. Zhuge, do you want me to kill the emperor?"

“No, it’s not…”

The man said gently:
"I want you to kill him in front of all the people and tell everyone in the world."

'The Emperor is not a God!'

"This is how we avenge the Marshal. What we want to stir up is definitely not a fight between one family or one surname. The one we want to kill is the emperor in the hearts of the people of the world. But, Daohui, you will suffer..."

"Those who survived suffered more than those who died."

After drinking that day, Gu Daohui carried his brother's head and became a traitor cursed by everyone in the world. But now he held a sword and pierced the emperor's destiny and the armor on his body that could withstand all attacks.

The emperor was not on guard against him, and this was Baojia's only oversight.

He is just a disgusting dog that kills his brothers and elder brothers in order to wag his tail for glory. What is there to be wary of?

"You are a tyrant! You underestimate the people of this world!"

Gu Daohui pierced through with his sword, and then the armor took effect, his sword was broken, and then a royal master took action to suppress him. Gu Daohui was attacked by the emperor's powerful cultivation foundation, and blood spurted out of his mouth. Then he was suppressed by several masters and knelt on the ground.

However, Chen Dingye's solid foundation had been broken and his face turned pale.

Gu Daohui was forced to kneel on the ground.

Yet it seems to still be standing upright.

"Hahahaha, the emperor can get hurt too!"

"The emperor can also get hurt and vomit blood!"

He laughed out loud. Ten years of painful struggle and all the resentment he felt were finally released in an instant!

The people were in an uproar and panic, filled with fear. The imperial guards ran around, and someone shouted:
"Help! Help!"

"Where are the border troops? Come out, come out!"

Everyone was shocked by such a huge change, but the next moment, another momentum suddenly appeared. Amidst Gu Daohui's loud laughter, the sound of horse hooves rang out clearly, and the gate of the palace opened. A chestnut horse stepped forward, step by step.

Chen Dingye selected elite border troops to suppress the imperial palace. They immediately formed a battle formation and responded. However, this time, the expressions of these border troops who had experienced fighting changed. They held their spears and slowly retreated step by step with expressions of disbelief and excitement on their faces.

The border troops retreated slowly like mercury.

The man came here wearing heavy black armor and riding his old horse.

He was dressed in a calm and dark outfit, as dark as a black cloud that suppressed the world. He wore a cloak and climbed onto the back of the horse. He was an old lame man. He picked up his gun and carried a sword. He looked at these warriors and just said, "What's wrong? Don't you remember your king?"

So these elite border soldiers put down their weapons and half-knelt on the ground.

Like inky clouds dissipating, the collision of armors was solemn and fierce.

Chen Dingye stood up and looked at the man who came here alone on horseback.

It took him thirteen years, nearly five thousand days and nights of scheming and strategy, to subdue these extremely elite border troops, suppress them, win them over, and divide them. But now, that man appeared, and in just a moment, he had them half-kneeling on the ground, with their eyes and heads lowered.

When he came back, he had an army of thousands.

The old horse carried the old hero to the front of the magnificent palace. The old cripple, the old wolf king, pulled the reins. He raised his head, looked at the emperor, and laughed:
"Brother, you are not doing a good job as an emperor!"

Chen Dingye looked pale.

What is a hero.

He appeared at the most unlikely place at the most unlikely moment, with a courage that surpasses everything. Such a man is a hero in the world and should die on the battlefield. How could such an arrogant, violent and selfish man use such despicable tactics?

He will only appear when the enemy is at its strongest, and then defeat it head-on!

Don’t retreat or avoid!

The old lame man reached out his hand and patted the horse's mane. Then he sat up and pulled the reins. His eyes were calm, and the armor on his body still had a murderous and bloody smell.

He narrowed his eyes and whispered, "The world."

"I am back."

(End of this chapter)