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Chapter 382: Boundless Heroes, the End of the Wolf King (asking for monthly tickets)
The halberd in Li Guanyi's hand was against the wolf king's throat. Although he was breathing heavily, his palm holding the weapon was extremely steady without the slightest shaking. There was a strong smell of blood at the corner of the wolf king's mouth, and his eyes were looking at the general in front of him.

At the age of eighteen, he has already become famous all over the world.

Really, he was defeated head-on, being a famous general who was known all over the world.

Even if he underestimated the enemy and advanced rashly, he ended up like this, there was nothing he could do. He commanded an army of one million and wanted to advance deep into the enemy's territory alone and easily capture Anxi City, but he fell into a series of schemes, including the State of Chen, the State of Ying, the Western Regions, Lu Youxian, He Ruo's capture of the tiger, and even the problems left by Chen Dingye in the past.

All kinds of forces and powers are intertwined on this battlefield.

But when it comes down to it, what matters in the end is the bravery of the generals.

The Wolf King leaned against the rock. Li Guanyi moved his weapon a step further and pressed it against the Wolf King's throat. The bloody aura on the weapon caused goose bumps to appear on the Wolf King's neck. The Wolf King laughed:
"Qin Wuhou, you are so brave, but this thing against my neck is very uncomfortable."

Li Guanyi replied: "The King of Puyang is famous throughout the world."

"How can I let my guard down in the face of an opponent like you?"

Although many of the 30,000 Canglang Riders suffered injuries, it was not so easy for such a top-notch corps clad in heavy armor to suffer large-scale casualties. At this moment, they stared at Li Guanyi with cold eyes. Li Guanyi's weapon was pointed forward with a raised brow.

Thirty thousand people dare not move.

The sharpshooter general Wang Shunchen has led the powerful and brave men of the Western Region Army to approach here.

Li Guanyi said: "The world is so vast, and heroes are competing for the top spot. King Puyang, the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is beautiful, so please retire and go to the south of the Yangtze River, play chess and watch flowers with my great-grandfather, and spend the rest of your life there."

"As for Brother Wen Mian, I will take care of him."

The Wolf King smiled and said, "Oh? If I leave, the hundreds of thousands of troops behind me will surely be defeated. I am not afraid to tell you that most of those troops are evil followers I have gathered together. Except for me, they will not obey anyone. If I am defeated, they will surely cause chaos."

"And the khans of various tribes that I have appointed."

"Besides, if I fail, He Ruo, the fifth best soldier in the world, will have to rely on you. And there's also Lu Youxian. Li Guanyi, Li Guanyi, even though you defeated me, you only defeated me."

"Can the great Qin Wu defeat an entire country?"

Li Guanyi replied: "What I am doing today is to gain the throne of a country."

Wolf King Chen Fubi looked at Li Guanyi, the young warrior among thousands of troops. He had a fierce aura and a calm brow, but also an indescribable sharpness. This was a sharp sword, and now, it was completely forged successfully.

Really, no one could say there was any problem with it. He defeated the top general of the previous era fairly and squarely, and used the Wolf King's half-life of fighting as a stepping stone to become the world's top general.

High spirits.

Who in the world doesn’t know my name?
Within the Wolf King's body, Duke Chen's martial arts were flowing and changing, to a level beyond that of his ancestors. As long as he was willing, he could take that step, like a raging flame, and at least die together with the young man in front of him.

But the Wolf King lowered his eyes.

He just smiled and sighed: "You are stronger than your father."

"Regardless of martial arts or courage, how could he give birth to someone like you?"

"My martial arts skills are no worse than his, and I don't know where my skills in the government lag behind his. But he is more respected than me, and my son is..."

After a pause, the Wolf King said: "But my child is no worse than you."

The old wolf suddenly sighed and said, "Marquis Qin Wu, when the world is stable in the future, if Wenmian is still under your command, then I hope you..." After a pause, King Puyang was silent for a long time. He seemed to be about to say that he hoped to give Chen Wenmian the title of duke.

But in the end, the old general just said: "Then, when the time comes, you can let him do whatever he wants. He lived in Chen Dingye's calculations before, but in the next three years, he will follow me to fight."

"From beginning to end, he couldn't do what he wanted to do."

Li Guanyi felt that the wolf king was entrusting him with his care.

Suddenly, the Wolf King stretched out his hand, grabbed the Tiger Roaring Halberd, and then stabbed it towards his throat. Li Guanyi's pupils contracted and he subconsciously withdrew his weapon, but at this moment, the Wolf King had already jumped up.

The old wolf bounced up like a bullet and crashed into Li Guanyi's arms.

Li Guanyi's pupils contracted violently, and his Dharma image suddenly appeared.

The arrogance exploded.

At such a short distance, the Tiger Roaring Halberd was clamped. Li Guanyi raised his hand and the wooden sword Longtu appeared. He used Murong Longtu's sword moves and fought fiercely with the Wolf King. A powerful force made Li Guanyi retreat several steps.

But at this moment, Li Guanyi was full of fighting spirit, holding a halberd in his right hand and a sword in his left hand.

But suddenly he stopped.

The expression on his face fluctuated as he felt the changes in his body. A mysterious aura separated from the Wolf King and fell into his body. It was so wonderful and mysterious that it was beyond words.

That is completely superior to the orthodox path of cultivation.

It is even a mysterious state above the ninth heaven.

Although that kind of charm is somewhat different, its quality and height are clearly comparable to the formation of the Formation Master and the method of the Taoist Sect.

The breath of martial arts legend.

Li Guanyi wanted to attack and he could have, but at this moment the mystery of the martial arts legend was unfolding before his eyes, causing him to restrain himself instinctively. In just that instant, the Wolf King had already escaped and retreated.

Although his hair is white, his heroic spirit remains unchanged. He laughs triumphantly, his demeanor is arrogant, and his heroic spirit remains unchanged until his death. He says, "What your father said is really true!"

"Croton and aphrodisiacs are not poisons."

"But who says croton and aphrodisiac can't stop people?"

"I am convinced of my defeat today and feel very happy. Today, I will give you everything I have gained from fighting and killing in my life!" The Wolf King's divine horse was running over. Qilin was about to attack, but the Wolf King had already grasped the weapon.

Even in such a desperate situation, the old wolf still did not give up. Using a method similar to [transmitting power], he created a flaw for Li Guanyi that was not really a flaw.

Li Guanyi was about to curse out loud with gritted teeth.

Any military general or warrior who comes from a military background.

Being forced to learn the mysterious martial arts legends that conform to the military tactics, everyone was stunned for a moment.

The wolf king laughed loudly as he reunited with the soldiers in the battle formation. He was full of courage and boldness. He sighed and said to himself, "What a pity! What a pity! This was originally meant for my child."

"But a few days ago, I realized that giving him the so-called legendary martial arts path would only harm him. He would definitely not be able to follow my path. But even though he can't, because of my entrustment, he will definitely force himself to follow it."

"I originally planned to go to another world with this realization."

"Now you come and defeat me, very good."

"Well, I suffered a lot in the battle with that Zhen Kui."

"But thanks to him, I finally saw the direction of the final road."

The Wolf King looked at Li Guanyi, smiled, and flew into the air, sitting on his mount. His aura had been greatly damaged, but he was still very brave. He glanced at the Western Region army coming over there, his eyes were calm, and said:
"Just consider it as your reward."

"If my son wants to give up his position as a general and do his own thing someday,

"Please don't stop me."

Li Guanyi looked at the wolf king and suddenly asked, "What are you going to do?"

The wolf king had his back to Li Guanyi. These words reminded him of an old friend. He smiled and said, "Me? I am just your defeated opponent. However, as a man, I always have things to do and promises to fulfill."

"Li Guanyi, you defeated me today, but you can't keep me."

"Unless you kill me."

"If you have the ability one day, come and fight me again. I'll be waiting for you to defeat me completely—"

The wolf king left these words stubbornly.

When Li Guanyi was about to spur his warhorse to do something, he heard the Wolf King laughing. So the 30,000 top soldiers were silent for a long time, and the leading general dismounted from his horse. Then, the 30,000 Cang Wolf Guards all turned over and half-knelt on the ground.

When the sharpshooter general Wang Shunchen led the Western Regions Army here, this was all he saw.

There was a moment of silence, and Li Guanyi sighed, knowing that he could not catch up.

Unless he killed those tens of thousands of people.

Although he won a fair victory on the battlefield, he was also tricked by the old wolf in his behavior. Li Guanyi felt that he might be able to empathize with the father who made a shallow impression on him.

This general of the older generation, even though he was defeated, was experienced and always found a way to escape. He held his weapon in his hand, looking calmly at the departing old wolf king, and vaguely felt that this wolf king was really going to let go of something completely.

Or in other words, it is really picking up something.

This battle was thrilling. All parties involved had their own competition and stance. Ying State hoped that the Wolf King's troops would be in chaos, but Cheng did not want the old wolf to die at this time. He also did not want Qin Wuhou of Anxi City to take this opportunity to rise completely.

The State of Chen hoped that the Wolf King could escape and thus achieve a great victory.

The young generals are eager to escape the fate of being abandoned, the suppressed Crown Prince Jiang Gao hopes to gain military merit again, old friends are eager to charge, famous generals are fighting, counselors are confronting each other, and there are more strategies than just strategies.

Temple, battlefield, fighting, struggle, passion, ambition, conspiracy, stealth.

But there are only a few sentences about it in history.

Today——

Qin Wuhou Guanyi, the general Lu Youxian, led his army to fight against the Wolf King.

Long battle.

Duke Wu of Qin defeated the Wolf King, captured the Wolf Prince Wenmian, more than ten generals, and more than 40,000 prisoners.

The wolf king, Chen Fu-bi, barely escaped with his life.

Qin Wuhou then became famous throughout the world.

Hundreds of cities, big and small, outside the Great Wall received his seal from afar.

————"Chen·Lu Ye Zhou Wang Liebi"

At that time, and even everyone who came later, regarded this great battle as the key turning point in which Qin Wuhou truly became the top figure in the eyes of the world.

Before this, he was the leader of the younger generation and a respected young prince.

After this battle, he defeated the Wolf King head-on, which gave him the deterrent power to threaten the two kings.

The Wolf King, who had roamed the world and experienced many ups and downs, suffered his greatest defeat at the hands of his old friend's son. This is also a matter of great talk. The story of the Wolf King's defeat at the hands of a father and son was made into a storytelling, which was extremely popular in teahouses and restaurants.

Occasionally one day, the protagonist in the story heard about this incident and, for personal reasons, ordered the story to stop. Everyone just felt that [the Lord] did not want to use such a thing to boast about his former power, and they admired him even more.

However, when the later historian discussed this matter with Qin Wuhou at that time, Qin Wuhou remained silent for a long time and only replied: "I can't see through him."

"I defeated him, but from him, I truly understood that sometimes victory or defeat on the battlefield is not necessarily the most absolute. Even an unexpected failure can be used to your advantage."

"The truth in this world has never been so simple."

"He taught me a lot..." Qin Wuhou, who was a completely different person at that time, stretched out his hand to warm himself by the fire. He had golden hair and wore a large cloak with dark gold patterns. Snow was falling in the sky, and his eyes were gentle and calm. He said softly:
"No wolf king."

“I didn’t know that the heroes of the world could be so heroic and treacherous.”

"Invincible to this point."

........................

The Wolf King Chen Fubi returned to his base camp alone. Xiao Wuliang and others remained silent, but they felt relieved when they saw that the Wolf King was in high spirits despite being seriously injured. The Living Buddha from the Western Regions came over and treated the Wolf King's wounds, which was a shocking sight.

With the old Wolf King's current physical condition and such serious injuries, it is possible that he would die on the road, but he dragged himself back like this. After returning, he drank several cups of wine to calm the troops, and then fainted, and did not wake up until several days later.

The old Living Buddha treated his wounds and changed his medicine. The wolf king squinted his eyes and remained silent for a long time. Suddenly he spoke and said, "You are defeated."

This remark frightened the skinny old monk. He turned around and looked at the old wolf king who was almost half dead, sitting there quietly and thinking seriously. The wolf king smiled and said, "Qin Wuhou is much harder to deal with than his father."

The old living Buddha said: "Why didn't you say it was Lord Taiping and his son?"

The old wolf king laughed and added, “That’s right.”

"But in my eyes now."

"It was the cunning and difficult Qin Wuhou, and his kind and gullible old father."

The old monk said, "When Lord Taiping was alive, you would never say that."

The old wolf king said proudly: "Isn't he dead?"

"A dead person should shut up and let the next person smear him. No matter what, he can only hold it in and not speak. Besides, even if he is unwilling to do something, he has to wait until I go down before he can blame me."

The old monk was silent for a long time, and then said, "Your Majesty, if you disregard everything and take that step, Qin Wuhou will not be able to defeat you."

The old wolf king said: "At this age, it is shameful enough to underestimate the enemy and rush forward to defeat that boy. But you are risking your life to fight with your friend's son. That is not what a general should do."

"Too petty, this move is not meant for him."

"This kid is still young, but there is nothing I can do. His father died a long time ago. There are many things, both on and off the battlefield, that only I can 'teach' him."

The old monk sighed and said, "You call that teaching?"

"In real battles, the king wants to capture Qin Wuhou and make him the Duke of Taiping every time, right?"

The wolf king laughed loudly: "There are disputes in the world, swords and swords are fighting, there is no room for letting go. If he can't even beat me, what's the point of talking about setting foot in the world? Come back honestly and be a Taiping Duke, and enjoy wealth and glory."

"Now I am defeated."

"I was planning on waiting for him to take care of my son."

The old monk was surprised and asked, "Are you not going to send Master Wenmian back to the State of Chen?"

The old wolf king rarely calmed down, his white hair hanging down, like an old man. He squinted his eyes and said, "No, with my defeat, the Chen Kingdom will no longer have a top general..."

"Although Chen Dingye and I have a mortal feud, we are on the same side in terms of the general trend. Now that our fighting spirit has been dampened, what's the point of sending Wen Mian back? Let him sit on the throne full of petty intrigues and suffer for the rest of his life?"

"The past ages are all rotten, and only with the sword can peace be restored."

The Wolf King mentioned Chen Dingye and said disdainfully:
"To force your desires on others is nothing but weakness. A real man should fight for what he wants. If he can't fight for it, then grab it. If he still can't grab it, then become stronger and try again!"

"If I lose today, the overall situation of the Chen Kingdom will be damaged."

"If he dies one day, the Chen Kingdom will basically only have the last breath left, and there will be no hope for the world. This is the general trend, and no matter how brave the generals are or how clever the counselors are, it cannot change the general trend."

The old monk paused and looked at the old wolf king.

The old wolf king sat on the bed, quietly looking outside. The sunlight flowed into the room, and the dust rose and fell with a layer of light gold. After taking off his armor, the old wolf king mentioned his own death with a calm and calm attitude.

The old monk twitched his nose.

Then he suddenly stood up and strode forward.

Without any hesitation, he slapped the old wolf king on the head.

He lifted the quilt and took out a wine-soaked naan from the old wolf king's hand. It smelled of alcohol. The old monk's mouth twitched, and his dark face turned pale with anger. He shouted:
"You're almost dead, and you're still drinking?"

The old wolf king said: "Monk, you have violated the taboo of speaking."

The old monk cursed, "Fuck it, give me the stuff!" The contemporary master has improved again. The old monk from the Western Regions, who is ranked first, tries his best to get the wine.

But the old wolf refused to let go, and the old monk, with his glass body that was no less than the legendary Vajra Bodhisattva, snatched the wine from the half-dead old wolf's mouth, turned around, and slammed the door shut.

The old wolf king yelled inside, "I don't have many days left to live!"

The old monk cursed.

The old wolf king shouted again: "I wish I had split your head open back then."

So the old living Buddha from the Western Regions just rolled his eyes.

He sat outside the door, looking at the vast sky. Finally, he just sighed and looked at the wine-filled naan. While there was no one around, the old monk raised his head and quietly drank two sips of wine. All his features were wrinkled on his face, and his face, which was already full of bitterness, became even more bitter.

The old living Buddha sighed silently, looking at the world, the mortal world, thinking about the past, and said softly:

“It’s so hard.”

………………

In just a few days, the Wolf King recovered from Li Guanyi's brutal hands. At that time, the young general did not hold back at all. He was determined to drag the old wolf back to Jiangnan to play chess even if he had to break his legs.

Without his soldiers and horses, my great-grandfather could suppress him with just a sword.

But Old Wolf had recovered from this injury and rewarded the three armies. Among the remaining 400,000 troops, half of them were logistics personnel and 230,000 were combat soldiers, all of whom drank and sang wildly.

The old monk had no choice but to tell the wolf king not to act rashly. He hesitated for a moment and said:

"You gave him your son and the 50,000-man frontline corps that were enough for him to gain a foothold. Would you still go back and fight them?"

The old wolf king said: "If the monk can't speak, then don't speak."

The old living Buddha said: "It seems not."

The old Living Buddha was very smart and whispered, "Who will your troops attack then..."

Chen Fubi smiled and said, "I have lived a life of wealth and glory, and everything is bliss. Even if my martial arts are abolished, I will still get up and walk the world again. A long life is meaningless to me."

"I am afraid I only have sixty years to live, but I am much happier than those who are so-called long-lived."

"In this life, I have a life-and-death friend, a kind child, and a woman with whom I have met with regret. I have experienced the most depressing things in the world, and I have also experienced the most exhilarating things in the world. I have no other desire but to fight to the fullest."

"For my son, for his son, for everyone's son."

“Make way.”

"If I said that, would you think I was hypocritical?"

The old living Buddha looked at him and said softly, "No."

"The wolf king who used to be cunning and murderous has been left there by Qin Wuhou, without regrets and contentedly. The one who stayed here was not the wolf king Chen Fubi, but the Shenwu King who, together with the Duke of Taiping, rushed to the world with great aspirations."

The old wolf king laughed out loud. He was drunk and rubbed the monk's bald head vigorously:

"Otherwise how can you say you can speak!"

"Look at this, this is what a living Buddha should be like!"

He said: "My defeat today is actually the same as Chen Dingye's. Although I don't want to admit it, we both have the same blood and similar problems. Didn't I also underestimate the heroes of the world?"

"All the famous generals in the world have been defeated because of arrogance."

"But there's something different about him and me."

The Wolf King stood up, raised his glass, and invited his comrades in arms to drink. He lowered his eyes and smiled, with white hair and a bold demeanor:
"I never treat anyone as an outcast. This last scene was a big one."

"I am one of them, we live and die together."

"Old monk, after this drinking, you can go anywhere, go to your temple, look for my son, or somewhere else, or look for my uncle. Aren't you good friends? You don't have to accompany me."

The old monk sighed, took a sip of wine, and said, "I'm not leaving."

The wolf king was dumbfounded.

The old monk replied shyly:

"Aren't you going to use my relics to gamble with King Yama?"

"If I leave, who will accompany you to hell?"

"I'll go and witness your victory or defeat."

The Wolf King laughed out loud, happily and freely, completely letting go. When he was drinking to his heart's content, he stretched out his hand and said subconsciously: "Wen Mian, you too..." He paused, and stretched out his hand. The handsome and peaceful young man in white robe was no longer beside him.

What you hold in your hands is nothing but empty space, a piece of wind.

The wolf king lowered his eyes, calm and peaceful.

I don't know why, but I felt a slight pain in my heart and let out a sigh.

His father died when he was young, he fought against his elder brother, abandoned the emperor, his most precious relatives, his most valued friends, and that one woman who met him by chance. So far in his life, he has been constantly gaining and losing. It is also -

"happy!"

The Wolf King drank and sang loudly, and the army waved their weapons to celebrate.

"The four barbarians have been annihilated, and the Chinese people are at peace."

"When the country is at peace, there is endless joy."

"Weapons are laid aside, bows and arrows are hidden."

"The Qilin is coming, the Phoenix is ​​flying!"

What a pity, what a pity, I can’t see it.

On the second day, the Wolf King led his army out.

To attack Ying Guohe is like capturing a tiger.

Destroy it greatly.

(End of this chapter)