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Chapter 208: List of Divine Generals, name on it!

Siming sighed when he saw that Sword Maniac reached the battle formation in just a moment.

The old man sat on the back of the black turtle.

When the Black Turtle Dharma Image flew over slowly, it saw a sword maniac in a green robe standing in the camp on the mountain. The people around him seemed not to see him and were still doing their own things.

The green-shirted sword maniac stood in front of the simple main tent, watching Murong Qiu Shui treating Li Guanyi's injuries. The old man was absent-minded, with his hands behind his back, trembling slightly. He just watched deeply, but his steps seemed so heavy that he couldn't move forward.

Siming stood beside Jian Kuang and sighed.

He knew how the sword maniac felt at the moment. When he met Li Guanyi before, he did not reveal his identity, and the old man could barely maintain his emotions. Now seeing Murong Qiu Shui chatting with Li Guanyi, the young man put on his battle robe and felt a little annoyed. The woman smiled and reached out to rub his hair.

Such things that happen in an ordinary family are out of reach for a sword maniac who has been unruly and invincible all his life.

The Sword Maniac's aura is so strong that it can shield its own existence. Siming said:

"Why, now that you've come to this point, you don't dare to take a step forward?"

The sword maniac simply said, "I'm just considering it."

Siming asked: "What?"

Sword maniac Murong Longtu said: "Guan Yi, should I stay in the martial arts world or on the battlefield?"

Siming paused slightly. He looked at the sword maniac in green and knew that this swordsman who dominated the world was really thinking about this matter seriously. The world is so big, and it is fun to say it, but the fighting among nations is so dangerous.

The Great Khan of the Turks, the uncrowned king outside the Great Wall, and the Grand Tutor of Ying State, these three are the divine generals.

It is said that he has a million armored soldiers under his command, who can launch large-scale group battles involving hundreds of thousands of people.

The aura gathered together, as terrifying as a dragon. As soon as Li Guan set foot in the world, he would definitely face these powerful enemies. Apart from these, there are too many complicated things in the world. The old Murong Longtu has experienced the death of his most beloved granddaughter and granddaughter, and the most promising young generation Li Wanli, in this world.

Siming smiled gently and patted Murong Longtu on the shoulder.

Even if he was a sword maniac who held a three-foot-high green peak and dared to turn the world upside down, at this time, he was just an old man who hoped that his descendants could live well and safely.

In the eyes of this blue-shirted swordsman, holding a three-foot-high sword in his hand, roaming the world, he feels so happy.

The right way is to not be bound by the princes of the world.

After seeing the hideous wound under Li Guanyi's armor, Murong Longtu naturally had such thoughts in his mind. He had already seen the endings of Li Wanli and Su Changqing. Was he still willing to let his only remaining bloodline embark on this chaotic era?

Siming thought for a moment and said, "Why not see what he decides?"

"Ok?"

The sword maniac turned sideways and looked at the Grand Master of the Yin-Yang School next to him. The latter was sitting cross-legged on the Dharma Image, and others could not notice him. Siming smiled carefreely and said, "You are struggling at this moment only because you see Li Guanyi galloping across the world, but you are worried that he will also die in this chaotic world."

"But although you have an arrogant personality, you are not the kind of old-fashioned guy who forces the younger generation to do anything, so you are struggling. In this case, the two of us will stay here and see what he is going to do, right?"

"You should also sort out your emotions. You are two hundred years old. Don't want to see the child. If Qiu Shui cries, your eyes will also turn red. If that happens, won't the reputation of Sword Maniac be ruined?"

But Murong Longtu said, "So what if I'm a sword maniac?"

The old man said casually:

"It's not shameful for Murong Longtu to cry in front of his descendants."

Siming pointed at himself: "What about me?"

Murong Longtu sneered, so Xuangui directly knocked Siming over.

The old man sat on the ground, just laughing. The green-shirted sword maniac looked at Li Guanyi and Murong Qiu Shui calmly, and just took a step back and sat cross-legged next to Siming. After all, the older generation wanted to see how the younger generation would choose and whether they had the ability to step into this world.

as well as--

The sword maniac felt a pain in his heart just by looking at his two children quietly.

Siming sighed.

The sword maniac is invincible in the world. He stands at the pinnacle of swordsmanship and the martial arts world, but the top of the mountain is too cold. Looking around, there are no enemies, but there are no friends either. Siming took off a wine gourd from his waist and threw it to the sword maniac. The sword maniac picked up the wine gourd and drank.

Jianghu, or, the world!

No one knew what the sword maniac was thinking. In this camp that had just won a victory, there was a buzz of excitement. People were coming and going, each with their own things to do.

Especially Lei Laomeng and others.

The five brothers looked at the war horses with the blood of exotic beasts with great pleasure.

His eyes were straight.

Originally, the injured war horses would most likely be killed, but they continued to use the secret methods of the Divine Beast Villa to repair the injuries of these war horses and then tame these extremely violent horse mounts.

Even if he was knocked to the ground by the horse, he was still happy.

For the disciples of the Divine Beast Villa, having so many exotic beasts around is like coming home.

wrong.

Even at the Divine Beast Villa, with their level, it is impossible for them to come into contact with so many exotic beasts, and those doctors are following the requirements given by Li Guanyi - fast, quick, standardized, and beauty is not the only consideration.

I gathered a group of people and started making hemostatic powder using traditional methods.

Huh? Beautiful, good-looking, and convenient?

what is that?
There are so many people here, and they are so anxious, why should we care?
One doctor just spit on it, then used a clean leaf, applied the powder dissolved in water on it, and smeared it directly on the wound of a wounded man. The man's face was distorted and he almost screamed, so someone stuffed a shoe into his mouth to prevent him from biting off his tongue.

The hemostatic powder developed by this group of doctors is extremely powerful.

But the effect was incredibly good, and the wound healed quickly.

The pain is so severe that people are almost exhausted.

Shi Dalin wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Next one, come here!"

"Don't run!"

"Damn it, someone come and hold him down. I've been hit by knives before. It's just a little bit of hemostatic powder. What are you afraid of? I'm not a demon from hell in Fengdu."

"Aa ...

Another doctor who had inherited his tradition of bone setting was adjusting bones there with a click, click sound.

Sweat broke out on his forehead. While adjusting the bones, he turned his head and gritted his teeth, "I think my ancestors who passed down the art of bone setting have never adjusted as many bones in their lifetime as I have in just one day."

"I feel that my bone-setting skills are getting better and better."

At the same time, the remaining group of warriors finally discovered that internal energy was growing in their bodies. This was because a warrior's internal energy was catalyzed by the power of physical energy and blood when their energy and blood were abundant and their minds were highly concentrated.

Therefore, you need a quiet room, burn incense and concentrate your mind, and use your internal strength to stimulate your body's muscles to exceed their limits.

When facing a battle, one's mind is highly concentrated, without any distractions; muscle restrictions are released, the heart beats beyond the normal limit, and with the effects of the "Taiping Book", bear meat soup and elixirs, after one has endured the battle, internal energy is generated naturally.

Finally, after internal energy was generated in this group of people, this army, which consisted of only more than 1,600 people, finally entered the stage where all the soldiers possessed internal energy, and barely reached the final passing line of the world's army at this time.

Everyone is entering the country within a few steps of the front-line troops.

As for the Ace Corps, everyone has three major cavalrymen at the second level of the sky, and the gap is huge.

But they don't care about these, they are just happy about their small progress.

And they began to secretly call the seven doctors old ghosts.

Changsun Wuchou finally finished counting the things, and the captives were handed over to Pang Shuiyun for handling. In addition, the captives were taken to bury the bodies of the Yuwen army who died in the battle, which made Yuwen Tianxian, Yuwen Hua and others look complicated.

Li Guanyi also asked the seven doctors to find a way to prepare a potion with common herbs for curing the plague, and then make it into a spray and sprinkle it on the battlefield, so as to prevent the corpses and blood from bringing about the plague after the summer battlefield.

After Pang Shuiyun asked Nangong Wumeng to call Li Guanyi, he began to discuss the future destination of the army with Ling Pingyang and Changsun Wuchou. Pang Shuiyun presented his plan, which was then recognized by Li Guanyi, Ling Pingyang and Changsun Wuchou.

Li Guanyi said: "Although it is dangerous, this is the most possible method at the moment."

"Thank you, Mr. Pang."

On the second day, Li Guanyi gathered more than 1,600 soldiers, including 500 heavy cavalrymen and the 30 caravan guard rangers. The young men changed their iron pagoda armor and wore the Central Plains general armor that Yue Qianfeng asked Ling Pingyang to bring.

His black hair was a little messy. This morning, Murong Qiu Shui took off his wooden hairpin, and his black hair fell down. After washing, he made his hair into a military general's bun. Li Guanyi put the jade pendant given by the eldest lady on the battle robe outside his armor, and walked up to the platform in combat boots.

Ling Pingyang looked at Pang Shuiyun beside him and asked doubtfully:
"What is General Lee going to do?"

Pang Shuiyun said: "It's probably a reward based on merit..."

Ling Pingyang was even more puzzled and said, "Since ancient times, the commander-in-chief would review the troops on the high platform before going to war, and after the victory of the war, the officials and lieutenants would pass on the rewards layer by layer. How could this happen?"

Li Guanyi follows his own habits, the habits that are imprinted in his mind.

He clearly analyzed each node of the war and told this group of former bandits and private soldiers, then asked Fan Qing to carry a large stone slab and carve traces on it with a chisel.

Then he broke off a straight branch and started talking directly.

"Why can we win here, and why must the opponent rush over at this time..."

He shared his reflections on the battle.

Ling Pingyang paused: "Are you teaching them battle formations, momentum, and attack nodes?"

Pang Shuiyun almost pulled his beard off.

The old man's eyes twitched wildly. He raised his left hand and pressed it down with his right hand.

"Young Master, he is the real Young Master, the Lord's biological son, his biological son."

Such a bold act made the old man's heart beat wildly.

Since ancient times, the knowledge of military strategists has been a secret!
What is this? What is this?
Are they planning to train these people as military officers?
There are more than 1,600 warriors. Even if they have internal energy, they are only the tail end of the second-line army. If you teach them these things, will they be able to understand them?

Even if you understand, what are you going to do?
Pang Shuiyun was a top strategist. A picture suddenly popped up in his mind. The army was charging, the general was holding him back, and then the lieutenant-general would continue to lead the army to complete the formation. The lieutenant-general would be the captain, and if the captain-general was beheaded, he would be an ordinary soldier, walking down layer by layer.

Everyone knows what they are going to do.

This is different from the formations led by famous generals in this era. It requires everyone to take the initiative to form the formation.

Such power!
Pang Shuiyun shuddered.

However, contrary to the expectations of these two classical generals and advisers, these warriors who had experienced fighting actually understood it. Although they did not understand the professional terms, they cleverly figured out the core, just like hunting rabbits, knowing when to attack and when to outflank.

The young general was so excited that he was willing to speak out his thoughts. Instead of feeling that his speech was interrupted, he invited the soldiers to come forward and let them speak out their thoughts boldly. Another day later, Li Guanyi took the stage again and asked the troops to be quiet.

The young man put on his armor, took a deep breath, and then sank his qi into his dantian. He recounted his achievements such as being the first to ascend the mountain.

Then he shouted, "Those whose names are called, come up to the stage."

Fan Qing's name was also among them. He didn't quite understand what this was for, but he went up anyway. On the simple high platform made of sand, the young general in heavy armor recounted their merits, including killing heavy cavalry and actively charging into the battle line, and he praised them one by one.

Although Fan Qing didn't understand, he still had an indescribable feeling. He straightened his back and looked at the people below with eyes that became more solemn.

The corners of the mouth are raised and then pressed down.

I can't control it and it becomes more and more aroused.

Then people from Changfeng Tower came up holding weapons.

Li Guanyi handed a set of heavy armor to Fan Qing, and then handed him a sword.

He took out another strip of red cloth, which was no different, except that it had a golden thread embroidered on it.

"Stretch out your left arm."

Li Guanyi tied it on Fan Qing's arm himself.

Fan Qing held up the armor and looked at his fellow soldiers below. Then the young man said:
"All of you have made great contributions, everyone!"

"Step forward and salute!"

More than a thousand brave men who had experienced fighting took a step forward together, raised their palms and knocked on their hearts. They were not in unison, but they bowed their heads to show respect. There was still an indescribable passion of blood rushing to Fan Qing's heart, making him feel as if his whole body was burning.

Ling Pingyang's smile began to disappear.

As an outstanding general of the time, he vaguely realized something.

Li Guan completed all the merits that could be counted one by one, and those whose names were called went forward and were all rewarded. Then he led all the soldiers to the top of the mountain. The dead were buried on this mountain. Fan Qing and others, who had been solemn just now, became silent.

Li Guanyi held weapons, a long sword and a spear, and stuck them upside down on the mountain.

Then he tied the red cloth strips of the dead soldiers on the weapons and slowly withdrew his hand. At first, it was just to allow these people to distinguish between friend and foe, but at this moment, more than a hundred weapons were stuck here upside down, and the red silk cloth was flying.

Li Guan half-knelt on the ground, with his head bowed for a long time.

He stood up, and the second group of people stepped forward, all half-kneeling on the ground.

They raised their palms, clenched their fists, and knocked them on their hearts.

He looked solemnly at the forest of swords.

Silent and solemn.

Lei Laomeng, who has strong internal strength, used a hammer and chisel to carve the names one by one on the stone tablet. This stone tablet will stand here.

Ling Pingyang's expression calmed down. He felt that the sullen thing was awakening in these people's bodies. He was a little doubtful and whispered:

"In life, there is glory; in death, there is sorrow; the upper and the lower are one."

"...Military soul?"

This is clearly just the individual quality of a third-line corps. Even if he really takes the newly generated internal energy seriously, he can only be barely a second-line corps. However, he vaguely feels a kind of cohesion unique to a first-line corps, with everyone from top to bottom sharing the same honor, sorrow, and disgrace.

Pang Shuiyun stroked his beard and said calmly, "You are my young master."

On this day, after everyone had a full meal, Li Guanyi finally reorganized his army.

He finished explaining his strategy again, then issued a military order, and more than a thousand people went down the mountain.

The horse meat that could not be taken away was given to the civilians who were held hostage by Yu Wenhua and others. They were given money to go back. Then the captives who had been stripped of their weapons and armor and were under control were used as labor to transport food and other things.

At the foot of the mountain, Fan Qing and others were wearing armor, looking at the mountains and vaguely seeing the swords stuck upside down there. They had clearly stayed here for more than a month, but they actually felt reluctant to leave such a place.

Zhenbeicheng——

Finally, he won the battle among the three generals. Shen Xinshu, the former general of Zhenbei City who also served as the city lord, enjoyed the hard-earned victory. However, there was one thing that lingered in his mind recently——

That was the disappeared Yuwen army.

Obviously, he was going to fight against that Ji Kuang, but he actually led the army there. This meant that he wanted to crush that Ji Kuang with his large army. He had no doubt that Yuwen Tianxian could win, so he acquiesced to Yuwen Tianxian's conquest of the people.

But for some unknown reason, Yuwen Tianxian's army stopped moving five days ago.

It’s not good for scouts to get too close.

How could three thousand infantry, five hundred cavalry, and more than two thousand civilians suddenly disappear? Even if they encountered a conflict and lost the battle, at least some of the defeated soldiers would escape, but no.

There was no news of victory, nor of any desertion.

It was as if he was swallowed up by some existence, making Shin Shin-uncle feel a little uneasy.

Could it be that——

【War of Annihilation】?
Shen Xinshu immediately threw this idea out of his mind. Even if it was noticed before, it would be impossible for Ling Pingyang and his 500 heavy cavalry to fight an annihilation battle by directly attacking 500 cavalry and 3,000 infantry.

The Art of War says to surround the enemy with ten of them.

Normally, to fight an annihilation war against 3,500 people, you would need an army of 30,000.

He can't be a mediocre general.

A mediocre person cannot control 30,000 people.

If that fifteen-year-old fellow Li Guanyi had launched an annihilation war... Shen Xinshu shook his head violently, throwing away this nightmare-like scene. At this moment, his confidant suddenly rushed over like a flying master, shouting: "General, General, something terrible is happening!"

Uncle Shen Xin said: "Yuwen Tianxian is here?!"

"No, no, it's Li Guanyi who gathered a group of people here!"

Shen Xinshu was furious: "Where are your crossbows? Where are your weapons? Can't you shoot the enemy?" But the deputy general turned pale and said, "You, you will know when you come and see!"

Shen Xinshu strode out in his battle robe, and when he reached the Cliff Pass, he took a look and his face turned pale. Layer upon layer of the Cliff Pass had mechanisms activated and bows and crossbows drawn. In front of the Cliff Pass, on the road where Yue's army's 8,000 armed cavalry were rushing past, an army appeared.

Yes, that is a war group, not a mob!
Uncle Shen Xin stared at the cliff in front of him.

Thousands of people, including 2,400 prisoners, plus the remaining 2,000 heavy armored personnel.

Gathered into a large area.

The five hundred cavalrymen were wearing heavy armored helmets. In the middle, there was a young warrior riding a Qilin and holding a halberd. Behind him, more than 1,400 people were wearing heavy armor, wearing helmets, with swords on their waists, holding spears in one hand and crossbows on the other.

They were solemn and murderous, and they did not look around as they moved forward. There was a bloody smell that came from a real bloody battle, and they were majestic and murderous. There were even a dozen giant bear-like beasts walking slowly forward, and on their backs were heavy crossbows.

The Lei Laomeng and his five-member team were reluctant to part with the crossbows that they had made.

It’s nothing, just poverty!
Lei Laomeng gritted his teeth and led his men to capture the blind bear all over the mountains.

They managed to create this thing with a giant crossbow on its back, and drove it with the means of the Divine Beast Villa; there were 1,400 armored heavy infantry, 500 heavy cavalry, and there were also people who knew how to ride the war horses rescued by the Divine Beast Villa, making up a total of 200 light cavalry.

This is already an army.

An army exuding a sinister aura.

But when he drew his bow and was about to lead his army to shoot them, a laugh came from the other side: "General Shen Xinshu, long time no see!" Shen Xinshu looked and saw a carriage stopped. An old man on the carriage was drinking tea. It was Pang Shuiyun.

And the tied-up Yuwen Tianxian and Yuwen Hua.

Shin Shin-suk aimed his bow and arrow over there.

Pang Lao forced the two men to sit at the gate of the city, and they did not follow the army. Shen Xinshu shouted, "You two generals from Ying State want to hold me hostage?"

Pang Shuiyun said: "You have already let Yue's army go, and imprisoned the city lord under the emperor. You are not tolerated by the State of Chen. Now, are you going to kill Yuwen Lie's brother and nephew?"

"The State of Chen and the State of Ying will not tolerate you. General, how will you cope with this?"

Discuss the remaining strategies of kingship and hegemony, and look at the key points of reliance.

Shen Xinshu was a smart man, and therefore, the old man's words were like a dagger that pierced his heart. Shen Xinshu's chest heaved violently, and Pang Shuiyun looked at him calmly, with a calm and composed manner. This was not a gamble, he saw everything very clearly.

Shen Xinshu suddenly became furious and broke the bow and arrow in his hand.

On this day, the most secure pass in the world welcomed the second army that crossed over from in front of the pass. The army was awe-inspiring, and was a mixture of heavy infantry, light cavalry, heavy cavalry, ferocious beasts, chariots and crossbows that had experienced bloody combat. With a unicorn roaring in front, they calmly crossed the insurmountable barrier.

This was exactly Pang Shuiyun’s strategy.

Li Guanyi, crossing the State of Chen!
The next day, when the army was stationed fifty miles outside Xiongcheng, the young man suddenly thought of something and said, "I still have one thing to deal with." Then he changed his aura and appearance, put on a Taoist robe, and returned to Zhenbei City with Yaoguang.

And on this day, Xue Zhaoji of the Xue family saw a brand new secret scroll.

With a solemn expression, he slowly unfolded the secret scroll and read the words written inside. Finally, he saw the ranking changes of the God General List.

[God General List No. 83]

【Li Guanyi】

The battle record was very simple. In the simple one-line battle record introduction, there were two words in red: [Total Annihilation], and leading the crowd across Zhenbei City.

【title--】

Xue Zhaoji recited the name and said softly:
"Qilin in troubled times."

At this time, on the street, the former Tong City Lord sighed. He was no longer the city lord and only hoped to live out his days in peace. At the moment, the street was in a mess. Suddenly, someone called him. He looked up and saw a young Taoist priest striding towards him.

Suddenly, there was a flash of sword light, and I felt my vision reversed.

The smell of blood came out.

The people around were shouting in fear, and the young man walked away laughing in the busy city with a sword in hand.

Thus, the head of Zhao Huarui, the mastermind behind all the affairs at Zhenbei City and Zhenbei branch of Yin Yang Rotating Sect, was chopped off by the young man.

The Kirin of troubled times, the newly rising famous general returns to the camp.

He saw an old man in green sitting quietly in his main camp.

The old man's eyes were filled with admiration.

(End of this chapter)