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Chapter 515: The Power of Dividing the World into Two (asking for monthly votes)

At this point in the fighting, the Great Khan on the grassland was killed. At this point, the Western Regions and the Southwest were all included under the command of Qilin. The Turks, who had been the biggest threat to the Central Plains for eight hundred years, either surrendered, died in battle, or split up, and were no longer able to pose any threat to the Central Plains.

At the moment when the greatest external enemy was killed, the suppressed hostility between the Central Plains generals who had originally joined forces with each other arose again.

There was almost no hesitation.

Li Guanyi drew out the Nine Li Divine Weapon and blocked the way.

The divine spear Jiemie swept across, slashing through the body of the Great Khan, and then struck fiercely in the direction of Li Guanyi, colliding with the halberd in Li Guanyi's hand. In an instant, ripples of vital energy aroused, sweeping in all directions like waves.

The sound was like bursts of muffled thunder.

After the Great Khan was beheaded, the briefly peaceful atmosphere on the battlefield was shattered, two auras rose up, stirring the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, and a wave of air suddenly swept in all directions with the place where the two people fought as the center.

Weapons and grass were blown up, and the blood that fell to the ground turned into rain.

The powerful energies collided, and the light that burst out was like thunder. The soldiers of the Qilin Army and the Ying State just breathed a sigh of relief, still thinking in a trance that they had finally settled the eight hundred years of grievances and defeated the Turks and the grasslands.

I and my companions have experienced this great battle that will go down in history.

As a general and a warrior, they can fight for the Central Plains, travel thousands of miles to attack foreign races, destroy the Turks, and survive the expedition. They have gained more or less military merit. For them, this is something they can brag about with their grandchildren over a drink decades later when their hair is white.

Then the whistling of weapons completely shattered the little fantasy that was left after the mental exhaustion from the battle.

The fierce general's roar sounded again: "Form a formation!"

Yue Qianfeng was already holding a weapon and heading forward.

The Ying State's Tiger Cavalry and the Qin State's Qilin Guard raised their weapons at the same time. In an instant, when the weapons were raised and collided, a murderous and sharp sound was made. The two sides, who had just been comrades in arms and joined forces with each other, pointed their weapons at their comrades.

The solemnity and helplessness of troubled times were vividly displayed at this moment.

Li Guanyi's halberd and Jiang Su's magic spear collided, but Jiang Su felt that the power of the boy in front of him was more turbulent than before. Faintly, he saw that behind the King of Qin, the original five Dharma images were gradually merging into one.

It transformed into the simple [Dragon] that the Great Khan saw during his final charge.

Unity of will...

Martial arts legend.

Has he gotten this far on his own?

Jiang Su and Li Guanyi fought for several rounds, but suddenly they withdrew their weapons. The Silent Spear in his hand exerted the yin and yang energies to the fullest extent. It was originally a move that relied on unparalleled power to attack, but in an instant it was restrained and transformed into a clever and soft force.

Then retreat in accordance with the situation, as if doing nothing, and leave the battlefield in a nonchalant manner.

Li Guan held the magic weapon in one hand, raised the blade and pointed it forward.

The Qilin on the shoulder was baring its fangs and claws, and its pupils had turned golden red.

Just wait for Jiang Su to come forward, and then you can eat him to death!
Jiang Su looked at the King of Qin holding the halberd in front of him and the army behind him, his eyes narrowed slightly. Three years had passed since the last war. During this time, the King of Qin defeated the State of Chen, attacked Jiangzhou, and fought against the Turks.

Waves of arrogance are like rainbows.

In the battle before the King of Qin was crowned king, he had already stepped half a foot into the legend of martial arts. In the fifteenth year of Tianqi, when Li Guanyi was fighting against the Great Khan of the Turks on the grassland, he used his own legendary martial arts spirit and the legendary martial arts spirit of the Wolf King at the same time.

Under the tremendous pressure brought by the Great Khan.

Just like fine gold and iron, forged by a heavy hammer, his control over the legendary spirit of martial arts became more and more calm and arbitrary. In the following two years, he went on expeditions to the east and the west, and hardly stayed at home for a long time. Under the conquests, that fierce momentum and the spirit of a founding emperor in his chest became more and more strong. Today, after the expedition to the Great Khan.

The arrogance of this upright monarch, the founding emperor of the Central Plains, is almost tangible.

At least.

Emperor Wu of Chen State, the founding monarch of Daying State, and Tuyuhun, a hero from the Western Regions.

Not as good as him.

Whether it is martial arts, hegemony, or the courage to conquer the world in an upright manner, he is truly unique in hundreds of years.

Jiang Su looked at Li Guanyi and wanted to fight bravely, but Yue Pengwu was still stationed in the central government of Chen State. He knew that fighting at this moment could only vent his anger but would not pacify the world.

How can a war between ordinary people bring order to the world and bring peace to the people?

"What a shame, what a shame. Now is not the time to decide who is the winner or the loser."

"The army is not big enough. We can defeat you, but it is difficult to kill you."

There was regret in Jiang Su's voice.

Even more regrettable was that he estimated that the troops present could not kill the King of Qin who was leading the army at the moment. Instead, there was a greater possibility that under the heavy pressure, the King of Qin would truly step over that thin yet difficult pass and truly become a martial arts legend.

It's a battle that is not worth the loss.

The same is true for Li Guanyi.

"It's a pity, it's a pity."

Jiang Su casually placed the weapon in his hand on the warhorse, without any hostility or murderous intent, and said, "Since it is meaningless, then let's put the fight between you and me aside. The battle that will determine the future of the world is no longer a fight between warriors."

"It was a war between two great powers. It was a war between nations."

"It's a battle of national strength and foundation. The battlefield here will not affect the overall situation."

"King Qin, this battle was satisfying. Let's meet again someday and decide who is better or worse. If we decide who is better here, it will only be a fight between two ordinary people. I'm sorry, but it is not worthy of the end of this magnificent world."

Li Guanyi looked at the god of war Jiang Su in front of him, and his hand holding the halberd instinctively tightened. The divine weapon whistled slightly in the wind, making a murderous hum.

He also felt Jiang Su's transformation and improvement.

Jiang Su's original Dharma image was simply a golden-armored divine general.

There would be no Canglong aura lingering around him. There was no doubt that the old and dying Jiang Wanxiang was holding on and refused to die. It was during these two years that he transferred the fortune of Ying State to Jiang Su.

The world's number one general is also transforming and improving in the true sense.

At this moment, Jiang Su has surpassed himself in the previous three hundred years.

Before the final battle in this world, step out of the pass and rise again.

Among the heroes of the world, in the turbulent times, there are always dragons riding the wind and clouds, rising into the sky, and transforming into divine dragons. Opportunities are endless, and those you have to face in the future are all heroes of the moment. How is it possible that only you can move forward while your opponents stop?
All advance, all kill, all fight.

The King of Qin held the halberd in his hand, looked at Jiang Su, and said calmly:

"At that time, I will chop off your head."

Jiang Su looked at Li Guanyi, and it seemed as if he saw the King of Qin who was only a teenager during the war in the Western Regions. In the end, he just said calmly: "If you have the ability to kill me, you can do whatever you want with me after I die. Anyway, I can't feel it anymore."

After a pause, he said, "But, Li Guanyi, you have been out there conquering all over the world for the past few years. Why don't you spend more time with your great-grandfather during this time?"

Li Guanyi frowned: "What?"

The God of War Jiang Su no longer had the will to fight. He pulled the reins and looked up into the distance. The divine general Gao Xiang had also gone far away. This top archer had shot an arrow that broke the combination of luck and Dharma, declaring the failure of the Great Khan's counterattack.

Then he disappeared silently and turned away.

Obviously, although Gao Xiang went to the battle because of the Central Plains' position, he was unwilling to get involved in the conflict between Jiang Su and Li Guanyi at this moment because of his past grudges with Jiang Wanxiang. Compared to a general, he was more like a ranger.

A horse, a bow, and a pot of wine.

Ride your horse freely, wherever you go is the end of the world.

Kings and knights, beauties and enmity, those things that happened decades ago, Jiang Su didn't want to judge who was right or wrong, but he had some feelings in his heart. The world of each generation was so wonderful, yet also unpredictable.

Jiang Su remained silent, retracted his gaze, and reminded concisely:
"The life-extending Gu of the Wu Gu lineage, even if practiced successfully, the theoretical maximum life extension period is only [seven years], and this kind of life extension is nothing more than living without thinking, not thinking, and not moving."

"The so-called limit is just to extend life, just like the life of plants, trees and stones."

"You know the nature of a sword maniac better than I do."

"He is arrogant and frivolous, wielding a sword. Not to mention that the martial arts legend consumes much more vitality than ordinary people. Even if he is so willful, the life-extending Gu is not something that can be overdrawn infinitely."

"If an ordinary person does not think, does not have any thoughts, he can extend his lifespan by seven years."

"With the willfulness of the sword maniac and the consumption of the martial arts legend, I'm afraid it's hard to say even three years."

"Since you obtained the life-extending Gu fifteen years ago, it has been almost three years now. The life span of the sword maniac has a limit. He should have died in the academy, but because of you, he has lived for six more years in this world."

Li Guanyi thought about the past few years, in which he had spent most of his time fighting outside.

Gamble your own life in the whirlpool of this chaotic world.

What his aunt hoped for was that he would return to Jiangnan and stay in Murong's house, watching the flowers bloom in spring and the leaves fall in autumn. The days of drinking wine and watching the snow in the snowy weather were ultimately few and far between.

They want everyone to have a day like this.

Instead, I cannot enjoy such days.

During these years of galloping across the world, the King of Qin, who had been separated from his family for a long time, was silent and felt lonely in his heart. There was no way to have the best of both worlds. He just said: "My great-grandfather is blessed with great fortune and a long life. He will definitely live longer than you."

Jiang Su said: "Then, before you die, spend more time with your family."

"King Qin."

The flags with the blue dragon pattern of Ying State waved, and the comrades who had previously stood shoulder to shoulder avoided the tragic situation of drawing swords against each other when defeating the enemy. Although it might not be in line with their position, they still felt a little relieved in their hearts.

There was no further conversation between them.

They just said goodbye with their eyes, and the flag with the blue dragon pattern fluttered and faded away in the vast sky and earth. Everyone knew that the next time they met again would be on the battlefield in Central Plains.

At that time, they will no longer be comrades who share the identity of Central Plains and fight side by side, but mortal enemies who point swords at each other.

But at this moment, I couldn't even say goodbye.

That feeling of regret is the result of troubled times.

Jiang Su rode on a dark dragon horse. He raised the divine spear in his hand and then retracted his hand. He knocked on his heart. The armor made a solemn sound that echoed on the battlefield, mixed with the sound of flags rolling in the wind. The old god of war suddenly spoke and said loudly:
"How can you say you have no clothes?"

The generals and warriors of Ying State were stunned. They strode forward and opened their mouths under the big banner of Canglong, and a desolate voice rang out.

"I share the same robe with you. When the king raises his army, I will sharpen my spear and sword, and share the same hatred with you!"

Li Guanyi held the halberd in his hand, and he reined in his divine horse to turn around. The Qilin Army followed the King of Qin and left here. He raised the halberd in his hand and just said:

"How can you say you have no clothes?"

Yue Qianfeng remained silent, then held his weapon and spoke loudly. His rough voice mixed with the voices of the Qilin Army soldiers, and was deep and murderous:

"I will share the same pond with you. When the king raises his army, I will sharpen my spears and halberds and work with you!"

The wind blew across the battlefield. The warriors from the Central Plains fought side by side, yet they were separated. The hanging parts of the flags made a sound like waves when they swayed in the wind. They turned their backs to each other and strode away.

They all raised their weapons and struck their chests. The sound of their armor was cold and sharp. Amid the wind, the sound of footsteps and armor, they spoke loudly in different accents, with not much order:

"Who says I have no clothes? I will share my clothes with you. When the king raises his army, prepare my armor and weapons!"

"I will go with you!"

They sang "Walking with the Son".

Then, on a battlefield filled with iron and blood, they turned their backs on each other and parted ways completely.

While waiting for the next battle, swords were drawn against each other.

Kill each other.

The God of War Jiang Su felt a sense of loneliness, but he did not like this feeling. He just held his weapon, thinking about the peaceful day when there would be no more disputes and wars in the Daying Kingdom. He raised his hand and looked at the dragon mark circling in his palm.

In response to the country's destiny, bless this body.

"But, Your Majesty..." "Such a thing."

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

Although the Turkic Khan is dead, there are still sporadic rebellions in various places, and both sides need to continue to quell these small-scale riots.

Yue Qianfeng happily enjoyed the feeling of fighting against ordinary generals.

He finally didn't have to vomit blood.

Vomiting blood is still vomiting blood, it's just moved.

This general, who was used to fighting against the top ten generals in the world, realized how powerful he was when he fought against an ordinary general.

The remaining elite troops of the State of Chen were all under the command of Chen Wenmian, or in other words, they were taken up by the Qilin Army. While suppressing the rebellions in all directions, Yue Qianfeng was very happy to defeat Chen Tianqi.

Invited to fight many times.

After the battle in the north, Chen Tianqi did not refuse.

This number one general of the Chen State 180 years ago defeated Yue Qianfeng with only skills and moves. However, during the confrontation, he would not use the final killing move and did not fight seriously, so although Yue Qianfeng lost many times, he did not vomit blood.

Not even a single spit of blood!
On this day, Yue Qianfeng went to see Chen Tianqi again and laughed:

"Old man, is the old man still here?"

"Hahaha!"

He kicked open the military tent, but didn't see Chen Tianqi. He raised his eyebrows and went out for a walk. He saw the white-haired old man in front of a stone tablet. Yue Qianfeng laughed and said, "Old man, what are you doing hiding here?"

"Are you afraid because you feel you are no match for me?"

Chen Tianqi stroked the stone tablet with his hand and just smiled arrogantly when he heard this:

"Yue Qianfeng, with your mediocre martial arts skills, you think you can beat me?"

“If it weren’t for the fact that my life span has exceeded its limit and I have been in a state of no thoughts, I would have only been able to keep my vitality by restraining my vitality in the library and not taking any action. My vitality would have been extremely weak.”

"The first time, I made you spit out all the blood!"

"Still farting here?"

Yue Qianfeng did not comment, but just curled his lips.

This old man has lived for too long, more than two hundred years old. Yue Qianfeng is just a junior among juniors in front of him. It is not shameful to be scolded by this old guy.

Moreover, Chen Tianqi's lifespan had already reached its limit, which meant that he had used special means to condense his vitality in advance and save his breath, so that he could go into battle when the State of Chen was destroyed.

But this state is just hanging on by a thread.

I can fight, but that’s all I can do.

If Chen Tianqi was still at his peak strength and fought against Yue Qianfeng.

At that time, as the eldest grandson of Emperor Wu of Chen, he truly supported the State of Chen to stand firm in the troubled times and continue the country's destiny. He held a spear, looked down on everyone, was heroic and courageous, and was known as a unparalleled person in the world.

At that time, Yue Qianfeng, who had not yet broken through the eighth level, might have been easily beaten to death by him, with all the blood spitting out of his body.

But time is the most cruel.

The top general was able to put on armor and go into battle with his last breath left. He was extremely tough, but even though he was so old and tried his best, he could not see his past.

Yue Qianfeng and Chen Tianqi had a fight.

Yue Qianfeng thought he could win, but in the end he was knocked down by the old man again. In the end, his face was bruised and swollen, and he lay on the ground with his arms spread out, gasping for breath. He had no strength left.

Chen Tianqi kicked Yue Qianfeng with his toes.

Yue Qianfeng was too lazy to pay attention.

Chen Tianqi just shook his head, and casually raised the spear in his hand to pick up the wine gourd on Yue Qianfeng's waist. He casually opened the gourd mouth and drank the wine. This wine was not a good wine, but just strong, just like a knife scraping the throat.

Chen Tianqi seemed to be able to accept this kind of wine more than Yue Qianfeng.

Drink strong liquor.

Yue Qianfeng looked at the sky and suddenly said, "Old man, you should stay here with His Majesty. Chen Dingye is your descendant in the next life, but you are over 200 years old. You may not have a deep relationship with him. Isn't it the same for King Shenwu?"

"They are brothers."

"So, isn't Wen Mian also your descendant?"

"Wen Mian is a good boy. He is a good person, has strong martial arts skills, is gentle and refined, and is very brave in battle. He is much better than Chen Dingye!"

Chen Tianqi laughed out loud: "So you want to surrender."

"No wonder you get beaten up every day but still come here to get beaten up!"

Yue Qianfeng shook his head and said:
"I'm wrong, I'm wrong. I came here just to fight you. When I was young, I was a not-so-competent bandit for a while, but when I was a kid, I listened to the storytellers telling your stories, and heard the scenes of the cavalry galloping in the snow and breaking through the enemy alone, my blood boiled."

Chen Tianqi was just drinking. He looked at the stone tablet in front of him and said:
"Then do you know where this place is?"

Yue Qianfeng sat up and said, "Fifty years after the founding of the State of Chen, the country was strong. At that time, the kings of various countries had not yet completely fallen out. In the spring of that year, you led your army all the way to the Turkic steppe, but due to insufficient logistics, you had to return to the court."

"You were all very unwilling at that time, so you slashed the ground with your spear."

"You erected a stone tablet and told your comrades who came here with you that you must lead them to fight deeper next time."

Chen Tianqi smiled and said softly: "Yes, but after so many years, I finally came here again." The old general shook the gourd in his hand, then fell silent.

The person reflected in the wine does not seem to be this old man.

But he was the famous general who was full of vigor and vitality back then.

Behind him are flags flying high, and behind him are his brothers and comrades.

He also has friends under his command who are willing to entrust their lives to each other.

But the wine was spilled and the dream ended. Those people, those who lived and died together, those who charged into the battle together, had long since become part of the past.

The strong liquor spilled onto the stone tablet. The tablet had long been destroyed, leaving only the base. Chen Tianqi poured out all the liquor in his hand, then gently stroked the cold broken end of the stone tablet with his palm, and whispered:
"Everyone, we are a little late."

"Don't blame me."

Yue Qianfeng looked at Chen Tianqi and felt a sense of desolation and loneliness.

Yue Qianfeng said: "Old man, let me tell you something happy. After the defeat of the Great Khan of the Turks, I, Yue, can finally make a further step forward."

"Now, I am already the tenth among the top ten generals in the world!"

Yue Qianfeng was proud and proud.

"Now, you can say that only those who beat me can be considered in the top ten in the world!"

“Justified!”

Chen Tianqi stood up and said, "Wrong, he is the ninth of the top ten generals in the world."

Yue Qianfeng was stunned: "What?"

"Why is it number nine? Who's going down?"

"Yuwen Lie, or He Ruo Qinhu..."

Yue Qianfeng didn't get an answer. His eyes suddenly narrowed, and he thought of something. He stood up suddenly, strode over, and said, "Old man, old man???"

Yue Qianfeng was stunned. He saw Chen Tianqi standing quietly beside the stone tablet, holding a wine jug in one hand and a spear in the other. He glanced at him and said unhappily:

"Why are you shouting? He's not dead yet."

Yue Qianfeng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You scared me."

Chen Tianqi suddenly shook his hand and threw the wine jug to him, with a teasing and joking look on his face, and said with a sly smile:

"Now, it's time to die."

Yue Qianfeng was stunned: "Huh?!"

He subconsciously grasped the wine gourd and watched Chen Tianqi take a step forward.

Just this one step seemed to have spanned a hundred years. After the grassland was pacified and after he rewarded his old friend with strong liquor, Chen Tianqi's last chance of survival slowly dissipated.

His eyes were peaceful and calm.

Chen Tianqi had no regrets at the end, just as he was willing to stay alive and become a weapon of the State of Chen.

In the end, he still thanked that unfilial descendant.

The last chance of survival can be spent on the battlefield on the grassland.

He died in the great war to pacify the Turks, rather than in the internal strife in the Central Plains.

That's true...

A worthy death.

"Happy, happy..."

Yue Qianfeng looked at the lifeless Chen Tianqi, with a complicated expression on his face.

There was a hint of smile on Chen Tianqi's lips.

In his last sight, he looked at the grassland ahead, and saw familiar faces in front of him, his era, his past, his brothers and comrades, looking at him under the flags flying.

"Thank you all for waiting for so long."

"I."

"came back……"

The spear with the inscription fell down heavily.

Chen Tianqi, grandson of Emperor Wu of Chen, was the most powerful general of the Chen State 180 years ago. He once fought in troubled times and supported the Chen State. He was known as an unparalleled general of the time. However, he was also a general who lingered on, broke his promises, and endured humiliation for more than a hundred years.

After the great battle on the grassland, its vitality was finally exhausted.

Died by destroying the enemy's stone tablet,

One step further north!
When the news of Chen Tianqi's death came, Li Guanyi was silent for a while, and his palm gently brushed across the weapon, and the casting of the Jiuli Divine Weapon of Gold and Iron was basically completed.

At the moment of stabbing the Turkic Khan, all the luck gathered and fell into the weapon. The stars in the sky, the fire on the earth, and the weapons in the world completed the last part of this magical weapon.

The tempering was completed with the blood and sweat of a king who fought on the battlefield and died in battle.

The status of this magical weapon is destined to be extraordinary.

Li Guanyi casually waved the Jiuli divine weapon of gold and iron, feeling the whistling sound of the weapon's blade tearing through the air. He gently stroked the blade with his palm and looked at the sky in the distance.

Chen Tianqi is dead and the grassland is pacified.

The war with Ying State will take time and require the full efforts of our country.

Now, when——

Destroy Chen.

kill!
(End of this chapter)