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Chapter 492 King Qin, Enter the Battlefield (asking for monthly tickets)
While the battle for Xiyi City was still in a stalemate, the army of the Southern Kingdom had already been divided into upper and lower forces. No one could have imagined that the four famous generals, with a total of nearly 200,000 troops, were actually just a small force.

The real main force is Yue Pengwu in his peak period.

No one knew what kind of battlefield the Chen army responsible for attacking Huanglong from the center encountered. The cry of the golden-winged Roc resounded throughout the battlefield. Among the Chen coalition forces, three generals were killed and many others surrendered.

This is a battlefield that should have had great significance in history.

There is only a brief record of the event in history, which records the time and location of the event. It says that the sky was overcast that day and Yue Gong attacked the disloyal ministers.

After thinking for a long time about the event, the historian, who held a great position in historiography, used only six words with a more legendary nature to describe this war that reversed the situation of the world.

After fighting for half a day, the enemy was defeated.

The military classics contain a more detailed description of Yue Pengwu's tactics. Some of those who had experienced this great battle and could even be called the elite of the battle eventually grew old, left the battlefield, and became military instructors in the Qilin Academy.

Regarding Yue Pengwu's fighting methods in this battle, the only evaluation in the end was [upright and upright, the king's army].

The army of the State of Chen had lost their will and fighting spirit. The temperature in the south in May had begun to become hot. They took off their armor that made their bodies stuffy, threw away their helmets, and retreated in all directions.

Yue Pengwu led his famous generals and advanced the battle line forward like a shot arrow with great momentum.

The State of Chen responded.

This time they put almost all the country's resources on the line.

Yue Pengwu, the famous general who was once abandoned by the imperial court, showed a frightening edge at this moment. He was able to inflict damage in every battle and conquer every attack. The army advanced at a very fast and stable speed.

Qibili, Fan Qing, Taibo Yong, and Chen Wenmian.

Four detachments of about 50,000 troops each gradually advanced and gradually joined Yue Pengwu's army, forming a combined army of 400,000, called the 500,000, to attack the heart of the State of Chen.

Chen Dingye was still unwilling to give in, so he issued an imperial decree allowing city lords and officials in various places to recruit soldiers and have military power in order to block Yue Pengwu's path.

Although it is effective, the effect is not strong.

After seeing the battle report, the right prime minister Feng Yuning almost felt dizzy and his eyes went dark. The current Chen State is not the Chen State in the era of Duke Taiping and King Shenwu. Even though it encountered a surprise attack by the god of war Jiang Su, it still failed to completely shake the foundation of the country and can still stand firm.

It is no longer the Chen State of the past. At that time, Lu Youxian was still there. The Chen State had a vast territory and the undoubted best city defender in this chaotic world. It could also stop the attack this time.

At this moment, the State of Chen had suffered a series of heavy losses.

It was like suffering a serious injury like a broken arm. Before he could recover, he fell seriously ill again. Just when he was about to recover a little, bad news came. This time, there was no possibility that he could recover.

The Right Prime Minister had guessed that this day would come.

But what he didn't expect was that this day would come so quickly, so violently, and so unexpectedly that he was caught off guard.

Feng Yuning looked at the battle report, tearing the Chen State geomancy map like a sharp sword. He took a deep breath and finally called his son, saying, "Send another secret envoy to Jiangnan to find the King of Qin."

"And give me a gift of two hundred for the coming-of-age ceremony..."

"No, three million taels!"

"Also, dismiss the farmhands and maids in the mansion, return all the land deeds and debts in the house to the peasants, give them ten taels of silver each, and let them go back quickly."

"Also, buy some colorful satin and have the women in the family embroider words like 'Welcome the Royal Instructor'."

Feng Yuning spoke very quickly as he arranged all these things. It was conceivable that these things had been spinning in his mind for more than a day or two. He must have been thinking about these things during this period of time.

Only in this way could he say all these words in one breath without hesitation when things changed. His son had a complicated expression, but in the end he bowed, said yes, and turned to leave.

But when the middle-aged man walked out, his steps were a little unsteady.

It seems completely unimaginable that his father's true appearance is like this. Aristocratic families, like martial arts sects, need two kinds of foundations, one is the face, the other is the substance.

The appearance of people in the martial arts world is the calm and composed demeanor of a grandmaster, but the inner self is the determination to act ruthlessly to eliminate dissidents.

The appearance of the court families is such an open and honest gentlemanly demeanor, but their inner thoughts are contrary to the worldly ideas of Confucian gentlemen.

The gentleman is a true gentleman, but such a true gentleman was born in a noble family and also absorbed the hidden wealth of the noble family. The eyes of the world are on Yue Pengwu's position. Before this, no one thought that Yue Pengwu could achieve this.

He marched straight in and showed extraordinary bravery.

But he did not harm anyone and was very popular among the people.

This is no longer just someone who is good at fighting.

This is a pillar of the country who is capable of conquering all directions and stabilizing the time, and can also provide relief to the common people and stabilize the people. The so-called pillar of the country is a person with such extraordinary demeanor who can take on this task. However, such a person was actually feared and murdered by his own king.

And now, the marshal's edge is directed at the State of Chen, and some people secretly applaud and praise him.

Just slowly moving forward, Ling Pingyang was puzzled and came to ask: "General, now our army is at its peak and the situation is on our side. Why don't we take advantage of the opportunity and lead the army to break through the capital and achieve an unprecedented feat."

At that time, Yue Pengwu was discussing military situation with Pang Shuiyun, and he laughed when he heard this.

Yue Pengwu said: "Mr. Pang, I'll trouble you to tell me."

Pang Shuiyun stroked his beard. This famous strategist and minister who had been famous since the Taiping Rebellion era, and who had always been in charge of the public opinion of the Tiance Mansion before this, smiled and said:
"Pingyang, I know you are ambitious and want to take this opportunity to establish the highest merit of a military general. However, as the saying goes, you can't get hot tofu if you are impatient. After all, this is a big country. If you are impatient and reckless, you will drag yourself into the whirlpool and die of exhaustion."

Ling Pingyang asked: "What's the meaning of this?"

Pang Shuiyun smiled and said, "Haven't you heard of the principle of surrounding three sides and leaving one side missing in the art of war?"

Ling Pingyang said: "That's on the battlefield. We can't leave the enemy no chance to survive. When facing the enemy, don't surround them on all sides. That will only inspire the enemy to be fearless and lead to a big fight between them and us, resulting in more casualties."

"If one is not good, it may cause a big loss at the strategic level."

"It's bad luck that the duck that's about to be eaten flies away. If the crab that's about to enter your mouth clamps your mouth with its claws, wouldn't that be even worse?"

"But does this have anything to do with our army not attacking Chen immediately?"

Pang Shuiyun stroked his beard and laughed: "You, Pingyang, you are also thirty-six years old. You have followed the king to fight for five or six years. Even your martial arts have reached the sixth level, not far from the master, but you still can't wake up."

"The best strategy in war is to attack the human heart."

"If I attack with such force, it will inevitably unite the people of Chen. If we move forward slowly, and add the seeds we have planted before, we can cause internal conflicts in the other side, and they will become enemies and collapse without any attack."

"If my guess is correct, the noble families, high officials, prime ministers, and generals in Chen State are already at odds with each other and are about to start a fight. Although Chen State is corrupt, if we attack it forcefully, it will inevitably unite with the outside world."

"As long as they can control each other internally, it will be much easier for us to attack them."

"Besides, Pingyang, don't forget what our strategic goal is."

Ling Pingyang was slightly startled after winning so many games, but soon he calmed down and said:
"It's to lure the enemy."

Yes, this was a chain of strategies, using the four partial armies as bait to lure the central army into confrontation, and Yue Pengwu's large army was actually just a bait, in order to lure out the enemy's large force and divert the troops near the capital of the State of Chen.

Create the most critical opportunity for His Royal Highness the King of Qin, for that real dagger and edge.

Pang Shuiyun said: "The best strategy is to attack the enemy's strategy. If you only pursue victory in one or two battles, you will miss the overall strategy. Although you win, it is actually a defeat and dereliction of duty."

"Heh... Your Majesty is young and brave, capable of tearing through this dark night with one sword."

"But, General Yue, you are one of the only two generals in Tiance Palace who are qualified to command the main camp and the central government. If even you come out, the defense in the rear will inevitably be empty. What if the God of War Jiang Su takes this opportunity to come back and attack our country?"

Yue Pengwu held a military book in his hand and said, "I have thought about this as well."

Pang Shuiyun asked: "What's the result?"

Yue Pengwu's eyes were filled with the light of the sky and the sea of ​​clouds. After a long while, he said:

"I am convinced."

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In Jiangnan, facing the border of Ying State, the eyes of the scouts from Ying State narrowed. Their scout vanguard had been dispatched, just as Pang Shuiyun worried—

Even Yue Pengwu went out and took with him hundreds of thousands of troops.

For any qualified general and counselor, this is an opportunity that cannot be missed.

People are not machines. They need to eat and can get hurt. When an army goes out to fight, it is like using gold and silver as firewood. With every breath, the silver and food are decreasing.

What's more, this time the King of Qin led an army of hundreds of thousands, divided into several routes.

It can be said that all the accumulation of Jiangnan’s resources over the past year or so was thrown out in one go.

He has the style of Xue Daoyong, the fierce tiger in troubled times. He either doesn't bet easily, or once he makes a sure bet, he bets hard and places a heavy bet!

According to the Qin King's policy of light taxes and levies, even with the support from the treasury of the leaders of the thirty-six tribes in the Western Regions, it would be difficult to support such an explosive military expedition.

The reason why the campaign was successfully launched was, on the one hand, the enthusiastic support of many noble families who shed tears and voluntarily donated their flesh and blood.

On the other hand, it comes from His Majesty Emperor Chen Dingye.

As well as the gift money support from the great scholars and celebrities who attended the conference.

Especially the one who gave out only five million taels of silver, the right prime minister Feng Yuning.

But even so, the logistics had already been empty and exhausted. Yan Daiqing had almost risked everything to maintain the situation in the rear and prevent people's livelihood from being greatly affected by such actions.

Under such circumstances, it would be absolutely difficult for the King of Qin to support another large army.

Just as Jiang Su and Yuwen Lie expected.

There is no large army at the border with Ying State.

Even, without any preparation.

The scout general watched from afar. As the wind from the south of the Yangtze River rose, the gate of the border fortress opened. From the outside, he could see people coming and going inside. They were defenseless, like a piece of fat meat. He only needed to gallop on horseback to capture the city.

But no one dared to move.

Because of one person.

Because, a sword. A wooden sword.

The scout general's Adam's apple rose and fell. He gripped his spear, soothed his warhorse, and looked at a wooden sword that was casually hung on the large plaque at the city gate, whistling softly with the wind, and the sword body lightly hit the mottled city wall, making a soft sound.

It's just like when it was just a tree.

An old man sat on the city gate, his green robe fluttering, drinking alone.

But these thousands of soldiers did not dare to move forward.

Sword maniac.

Murong Longtu.

The most romantic sword art in the past 800 years.

Come, come, come, I invite you to drink and fight with you.

I will drink from your golden cup, and I will not spare you any blows.

Come, let’s drink another three hundred cups!

The god of war Jiang Su had been here before, and he looked at the sword maniac from a long distance. Jiang Su had been blind in one eye, but he no longer had that kind of arrogant and conceited state of mind. He held the gun, and the Silent Divine Spear whistled in the air, and the murderous aura of a military strategist and the legendary passion rolled in his chest.

But, no gun was fired.

Even with the army, he was not sure that he could kill Murong Longtu without being seriously injured by Murong Longtu.

But at this moment, he can no longer be seriously injured.

At this moment, Ying State is in a precarious situation. Jiang Wanxiang is very old. Even if the life-extending items collected by the whole country are used, it is unknown how many years he can live.

The prince is kind and talented but too lenient, which is not the character of a king.

The Second Prince is tough and decisive, but he is unable to steer the carriage of this chaotic world.

Almost the entire Ying State rested on the shoulders of Grand Tutor Jiang Su.

He held the gun and closed his eyes, wanting to abandon his worldly identity and leave only the pure passion of a warrior, just like he did in the battle with the sword maniac in the academy four years ago. However, this time, he let the Silent Spear roar wildly, but did not draw his gun again.

"Let's go."

Jiang Su raised his glass and drank with Murong Longtu from a distance.

Then he turned around and left with his army.

He put aside his own dignity, the arrogance of the god of war, and the legend of the top general commander. What he wanted was complete victory, not his own momentary anger.

There were changes in the celestial phenomena. The bright lights of the stars representing military strategists appeared in large numbers. At the position of the star arch of the North Star, they encountered the Dipper and the Ox. They were so angry that their swords shone brightly, but then they retreated.

Dao Zong's sleeves were fluttering as he observed the celestial phenomena from a distant mountain. He sensed the general changes here. He looked at the sky for a long time, and finally sighed, his white hair flying, and he said to himself: "The sword maniac put down his sword and gave up his madness because he made a step forward, and became myself."

"The God of War should take a step back, put down his martial arts, abandon his god, and find his true self."

"One step forward and one step back, both are successful. Does it mean that there are thousands of ways to go forward and retreat, but we must not be restricted by the way? Could it be that the path I have taken is extreme and obsessive?"

Dao Zong closed his eyes, slightly affected, but eventually he calmed down.

People like them, even if they see others walking further forward, will just stare at them calmly, then retract their gazes, and also retract their hearts, and focus on their own steps.

I have my own way.

Regardless of this, inside this border, the whale fishermen also cast a formation, and with the ripples of starlight, within this formation, there was a bustling scene of people coming and going. Everything was so real and lifelike that even the legends of martial arts could not be seen from a long distance.

In fact, there are not so many civilians in the rear. The city is still the city, and the city gate is still open, but the civilians in the city have left, and what remains here is actually a simulation of the formation.

Even Murong Longtu was not so arrogant as to use the millions of people behind him as bargaining chips. The Whale Fisherman, Si Wei, Siming, and the swaying silver-haired girl were providing support from the rear.

Based on the Siwei Formation, the Whale Fisherman expanded the formation.

The silver-haired girl attracted the starlight, and Sima Ming took a photo of the formation.

The sword maniac blocks the way.

The whale fisherman watched the battle of energies.

Watching the sword maniac acting free and easy, and watching the God of War retreating on the battlefield, in the perception of the martial arts legend, the state of mind of these two people has obviously taken a step higher, clearly surpassing him and Dao Zong.

The sword maniac let go of his obsession with the sword, and the god of war restrained his desire for the battlefield.

Because of their persistence in their own path, they have overcome all difficulties along the way, defeated enemies one by one, passed through obstacles one by one, become grand masters, and even broke through the grand masters' levels to become martial arts legends.

In the end, we have to let go of this obsessive ego.

Go further ahead.

For them, the Tao is just a tool to find me. I am already here, so why should I lose myself in the Tao?
I am already here.

The Tao does not require seeking outside.

The whale fisherman had a complicated expression. He felt that the two old guys in front of him were so close to him, yet so far away from him. He sighed for a long time and couldn't help cursing, "What kind of world is this? What kind of world is this!"

It is a turbulent and vast era of great contention.

Only in this great era can we see heroes flocking to the world and emerging in large numbers.

It seems that he, the youngest martial arts legend, is actually ordinary.

It was only after the whale fisherman said this self-deprecatingly.

General Xue on the other side held out one finger, then another, and gestured with his middle and index fingers, saying, "He is the second youngest martial arts legend."

"It's the second one."

"You are no longer the youngest martial arts legend."

"You've been surpassed by the guy who has a close relationship with your daughter."

Whale Fisherman: “…………”

The old black tortoise and the old Sima Ming looked at each other and fell silent.

Then they all moved away in unison and very tacitly, away from the guy over there.

To avoid being splattered with blood.

Old Siming looked at the blue-shirted sword maniac over there and finally couldn't help but sigh:

"One person and one sword can frighten thousands of troops and even an entire empire. This old fellow is really very courageous. In the thousands of years of swordsmanship, is there anyone who can surpass him?"

"Just this one person."

"It seems as if he has drunk all the romantic spirit of the world for three thousand years."

The sword maniac drinks, the wooden sword makes a clear sound, the heroic spirit of the martial arts world reaches its peak.

The situation in this vast world has undergone tremendous changes in just over ten days. Yue Pengwu has revealed his true fangs, not as a divine general, but as a commander-in-chief who can coordinate and manage an army of 500,000.

The ranking on the God General List started to rise again from ninth place.

The armies in various regions of the State of Chen did not have much effect in blocking this large army, even when the Emperor of Chen almost suicidally delegated power to the local governments.

When describing such a great war in later history, it was mentioned that the resistance of different families of the State of Chen was very strong, but the will and strength of the resistance were not very good. It seemed that a certain poisonous person left them with a hope.

The King of Qin will take action against the aristocratic families.

However, those who surrender quickly will not be liquidated.

These two points became the gap in the hearts of the aristocratic families.

This made it difficult for them to completely trust each other. In different Chen army units, there were soldiers who were not paid for their work and had not had food or wages for three months. When facing the large army led by Yue Pengwu, they were unable to maintain sufficient combat effectiveness.

One has a burning wish, and the other can't even get enough to eat.

Under the contrast of the two situations, many soldiers of the State of Chen chose to surrender. Yue Fei's army, Fan Qing and Chen Wenmian accepted the surrender of these people, and the battle line moved forward.

But things often do not go as planned. Among these numerous towns, there are naturally cities that are loyal to the State of Chen. These cities and defenders, even when facing a large army like Yue Pengwu's, believe that Da Chen still exists.

Standing on their side, they put up a fierce resistance. Finally, after nearly twenty days of fighting, a stalemate occurred on the large front, which held back Yue Pengwu and the Qin army.

However, the price of such a stalemate was that the State of Chen was left with only more than 10,000 imperial guards and night guards around the capital.

Except for the border guards, the remaining troops were all dispatched, and only then was this situation formed. The whole country's strength was used to resist Yue Pengwu's northern expedition. It seemed that such a war was so murderous that even the gods in the sky were looking at it with awe.

There was a gloomy atmosphere between heaven and earth. The dark clouds lasted for several days and stretched for thousands of miles.

It was clearly May in the south, and it was no longer winter or early spring. On this day, it unexpectedly snowed. And it was not the fine snow powder of the past, but flakes as big as a mat, floating down among the mountains.

A huge eagle flapped its wings and flew through the dark clouds like an arrow. On May 23rd of the sixteenth year of Tianqi, when there were only six days left before the King of Qin's coming-of-age ceremony, there were wars in all directions and abnormally heavy snow in the south.

The snow fell all over the ground, landing on the ink-black cloak and armor. The young king stretched out his hand to catch the snow falling during the day. He blew out the breath, and his black hair hung down at his temples, tied up with a jade hairpin. He had a gentle expression and took the steps of a unicorn.

Behind him were 20,000 cavalrymen wearing ink-colored armor.

They tightened the reins, held their weapons, and followed behind him in unison. The horses' hooves stepped on the ground with a dull sound, and they rushed out of the Red Dragon Secret Realm like a torrent and set foot in such a world.

The sun was dim like the moon, and the sky and the earth were vast.

White snow falls in the south, and iron cavalry emerges from the mountains and rivers.

King Qin, enter the battle line.

(End of this chapter)