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Chapter 534: Return (asking for monthly ticket)
Yue Pengwu's sudden appearance on the battlefield had a huge impact on the situation and morale of both sides. Needless to say, for the Jiangnan area, the morale of Yue Qianfeng and others was suddenly boosted.

Yue Qianfeng almost laughed out loud: "Hahaha, Guanyi, my lord."

"He's a martial arts legend?!"

"Hahahaha, I knew it, I knew it!"

"This threshold will definitely not be able to stop him. How old is he now? Only twenty-two years old. A twenty-two-year-old martial arts legend. Incredible, simply incredible!" Yue Qianfeng raised his hand and casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes burning with blood-red flames.

"Okay, keep going!"

There is almost no need for words to make arrangements, give orders, or change the battle formation.

When Yue Pengwu appeared on the battlefield, everything changed naturally. Yue Pengwu shook the Liquan magic spear in his hand, and the golden-winged Roc bird cried out, and he picked Yuwen Lie without hesitation.

Yuwen Lie originally wanted to compete with the number one divine general from five hundred years ago.

However, Yue Pengwu's spear was fierce and powerful. When the two spears collided with each other, one was as majestic as a tiger's roar, and the other was as sharp as a golden-winged roc. The sound of the Dharma's roar was so shocking that it seemed to disturb the entire battlefield.

Every time the spears collided, the vibrating energy was enough to break or repel the crossbow arrows shot at them, and the air was stirred up to create ripples visible to the naked eye, with a tremendous momentum.

He Ruoqinhu's eyes turned cold, and he wanted to turn his troops around and join forces with Yuwen Lie.

On the battlefield, he can always judge the situation and make the right choice.

He wielded a horse lance and grabbed a long sword in his left hand, then galloped on the battlefield, repelling Chen Wenmian and Xiao Wuliang, but was about to tear the battlefield forward to meet up with Yuwen Lie in order to quickly defeat Yue Pengwu.

He Ruoqinhu's eyes were fixed on Yue Pengwu on the battlefield.

This is the only person in his sight.

The dragon colt galloped like a dragon, cutting through the battlefield. His weapons were already raised, stirring up the charm and light of the Dharma image. But just when he was about to go for the fight and join forces with Yuwen Lie.

Ripples appeared in the air, and golden-red flames rose within the ripples.

A blazing flame exploded in the peripheral vision of He Ruoqinhu, and immediately, accompanied by a high-pitched dragon roar filled with unparalleled fighting spirit, a blazing fire rushed over.

The Red Dragon Dharma Image appeared again on the battlefield.'

Yue Qianfeng swung his halberd and axe, ready to press forward. He Ruoqinhu had to abandon the sword in his left hand and raised his lance to hold back this brave and incomparable general.

What courage!
The furious power that Yue Qianfeng burst out in an instant surprised He Ruoqinhu. With the power of the eighth heaven, he was able to barely withstand his edge, but that was all.

He Ruoqinhu planned to defeat Yue Qianfeng.

But he heard a sound of breaking air and instinctively avoided it.

The protective energy flowing and changing around the body suddenly shattered at a corner, and a golden-red flame swept across the line of sight, leaving an extremely clear mark in the field of vision, like a golden phoenix shaking its tail.

Li Zhaowen!
This arrow was unexpected. He Ruoqinhu avoided the arrow, and his helmet was hit off course. He sensed two powerful auras approaching rapidly from behind. They were Xiao Wuliang and Chen Wenmian, while Qin Yulong was held back by the other generals of the Qilin Army.

Four of them are in the top ten or have the potential to be in the top ten in the future.

Even if He Ruo from the Ninth Heaven could capture the tiger, it couldn't be said that the problem could be solved easily.

Yue Qianfeng used his weapons in both hands to block He Ruo's tiger-catching move.

But he suddenly smiled and locked the general with his weapon.

He knew that he was no match for He Ruoqinhu if he fought alone, but he did it anyway. He raised his head suddenly and hit He Ruoqinhu hard in the face.

It is incredible that such despicable tactics, which are similar to those used by hooligans and petty thieves in the mountains, appear on such a battlefield.

Even the divine general of the Ninth Heaven would not have a thicker face than the brave general of the Eighth Heaven.

Especially the arrow shot by Li Zhaowen that shot off his helmet.

Yue Qianfeng's headbutt caused stars to appear in front of He Ruoqinhu's eyes, his nose was slightly crooked, and blood flowed out. The damage of this move was almost non-existent for the divine general.

But the mental humiliation is enormous.

The anger in He Ruoqinhu's heart exploded in an instant.

"Yue Qianfeng?!!!"

Yue Qianfeng sneered, his forehead was a little blue, but he was still stubborn, and said: "I, Lao Yue, was just a bandit who was forced to become a bandit. In this life, I admire two people. General Yue pulled me out of the bandits."

"The other one is Mr. Ji Yanzhong."

"If it weren't for the old man teaching me martial arts, teaching me weapon techniques, and telling me that the world is not yet settled, how can a man be a bandit for the rest of his life? I'm afraid I would have died in that ravine long ago, and my body would have stank."

Yue Qianfeng's eyes were slightly red.

Like an angry beast, he angrily looked at the divine general in front of him: "No matter what, your arrow destroyed the old man's body. He died in your hands. Today, I want an explanation!"

Who exactly killed Ji Yanzhong?

He Ruoqinhu was thinking, was it him and Yuwen Lie, Ji Yanzhong himself, or the world, maybe it was all of them, or maybe it was none of them.

He doesn't care anymore.

On the battlefield, what bullshit!
"If you want to avenge this arrow, it depends on whether you have the ability!"

He Ruo shouted "Catch the tiger" and his horse spear shook violently. The terrifying internal energy burst out and forced Yue Qianfeng, who was fighting desperately with all his strength, to retreat along with his weapon and mount. Then he turned around and fired a gun, repelling Xiao Wuliang and Chen Wenmian.

Standing on the battlefield, he said:
"Come and kill!"

The core area of ​​the battlefield was divided into three parts in an instant.

Qin Yulong was held back by Ye Zhongdao, Zhou Xianping, Duan Qingyu and other seventh and eighth level warriors. Qin Yulong's level was similar to Yue Qianfeng. Although he firmly suppressed Duan Qingyu who was from the southwest, if he was flanked by two powerful generals, Ye Zhongdao and Zhou Xianping, he could only maintain his undefeated status and was difficult to support.

The four famous generals surrounded He Ruoqinhu and fought continuously.

The old general seemed to be still brave.

He refused to lose and fought very domineeringly.

On the other side are Yuwen Lie and Yue Pengwu.

They were both of similar age, and both of them mastered martial arts with a spear. They fought back and forth with vigor and vitality, reaching the highest level of the Ninth Heaven.

The appearance of Yue Pengwu greatly boosted the prestige of the entire Qilin Army.

However, a shadow was spreading in the hearts of the three generals of Ying State.

He said, King Qin proved the legend of martial arts?!

In other words, in Zhenbei City, at this moment, the King of Qin is alone, and at most with the help of the army of Zhenbei City, he can stop the God of War Jiang Su? !
Even for these divine generals who fought on the battlefields of the world, even though their minds were clear and upright, and any trace of distracting thoughts would be cut off instantly, there were still noises in their hearts.

Two armies set out.

Jiang Wanxiang's luck was shattered in a battle with the Sword God Murong Longtu.

After holding on for several days, he finally died.

This approach has already been considered a failure. Being able to kill someone with a borrowed knife, reducing the strength of the Qilin Army to a certain extent, and wiping out the power of the aristocratic families in Zhongzhou and Yingguo at the same time, is already the best thing.

The appearance of Yue Pengwu blocked Yuwen Lie and He Ruo from continuing to advance their strategic goals in this direction.

Defeat on this road is a foregone conclusion.

The King of Qin is not inferior to the God of War, so the road to Zhenbei City will probably be difficult.

Even the generals of Ying State knew that if they wanted to defeat the King of Qin and the Qilin Army, they could not delay and should fight quickly and decisively. However, even though they tried their best, it was still a mistake.

Where was the mistake?
It was when the King of Qin was so brave that he tried his best to intercept the Grand Tutor Jiang Su and broke the legend.

He is still that unbridled swordsman, his long sword expressing all the elegance of the martial arts world.

But on this battlefield, General Xue was silent for a while. He touched his nose, thinking about something, then carried the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd and the Cloud-Breaking Sky Bow, and climbed up the city again with a grunt.

Old Siming: “…………”

Guan Twelve: “…………”

The two tears that had just shed by the great master of the Yin-Yang School and the elder of the Mohist School were forcibly held back by General Xue as he climbed the stairs in a sprawling posture.

General Xue scratched his head, seeming to feel embarrassed, and said:

"Ahem, that's wonderful!"

General Xue spoke in a cheerful tone, as if nothing had just happened.

"Hey, I'm back again!"

Silence, absolute silence.

Perhaps because of the violent sound on the battlefield, which was like the roar of thunder, the silence here was particularly prominent. Even General Xue could not bear such silence and said in a negotiating tone:
"Well, this, the atmosphere has reached this point."

"How about I go down first, die first, and then come back up?!"

Guan Twelve's mouth twitched, and he said unhappily, "Die? If your body is broken, I, an old man, will have to rebuild it. It's better to talk about something serious. How should we resolve the situation on the battlefield?"

General Xue looked at the battlefield with bright eyes and said calmly: "Don't worry, the situation is clear. In this battle, our defense has already won. Isn't it obvious?"

Guan Twelve and Lao Siming looked at each other.

The great elder of the Mohist School, the number one in mechanical engineering, and the great master of the Yin-Yang School, all saw a trace of confusion in each other's eyes. General Xue lazily stretched out three fingers: "We have three wins, and he has three losses."

"The State of Ying is riding on the wave of momentum and is making every effort to win."

“However, Jiang Wanxiang’s collapse has broken this energy.”

"Even if these three people suppressed the news and kept it a secret, not wanting to affect the morale and momentum of the entire army, it is true. What happened is like a sharp sword that eventually cut off the anger in their hearts."

“There is no leader.”

"At this point, the Ying Kingdom's army has lost its backbone."

"It's impossible to fight to the death with us here."

"This is our victory, but Ying's defeat."

"What they are waiting for is just to pin their hopes on Zhenbei City, hoping that Jiang Su can drag down that kid Li Guanyi, and use Jiang Su alone to hold Li Guanyi and Yue Pengwu back, so that they can use the method of [Exchange] to gain some advantages here."

"But Yue Pengwu came to help, and Li Guanyi's breakthrough interrupted this second breath."

"This is it, decline after decline."

"At this point, no matter how unwilling they are, they can only finish the battle and retreat, but they will still fight in the end."

"They still have a spirit of bravery in their hearts, which supports them to fight here. It must be said that they are truly an elite and loyal army rarely seen in the world. In the current situation, they can still maintain the will to fight."

"But now it's the third time."

"Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted."

"The morale of the army is exhausted and low. Even if we are united, we can do nothing. Today, I will seize their [leader] and [spirit], and with this arrow, I will defeat these three armies!"

General Xue held the Cloud-breaking Sky-shattering Bow, and the White Tiger Dharma Image appeared.

He slowly pulled the trigger of the magic weapon, and the simple war bow whistled slightly, exuding the bravery of a tiger hunting. General Xue turned up his battle robe, his eyes were bright as fire, and he looked intently at the battlefield.

It was as if the gods and Buddhas were standing above, overlooking the grim world.

Only at this moment.

Only when I keep my mouth shut.

Only then did he reveal a hint of the unique spirit of being the best in the world.

When General Xue loosened his fingers, the bowstring vibrated and whistled, like countless birds flying over the earth. Then he let out a long whistle, the sound booming like a drum, and said: "Jiang Wanxiang has died under the sword of the sword maniac Murong Longtu!"

This sound was heard from far away amid the sound of arrows tearing through the air, and it swept across the battlefield in an instant.

If this sentence was said during the [One-shot] stage, at that time, the God of War Jiang Su would be invincible. He would not only stop the King of Qin Li Guanyi in Zhenbei City, but also hold back Yue Pengwu, one of the top ten generals in the world.

This sentence will only arouse the common hatred of the enemy among the Ying army.

It will only make this army, with its recognition of the past kings, turn into an invincible army of mourners.

But now, first, that group of vanguard troops composed of aristocratic families died outside the city of Jiangnan, and then Yue Pengwu came to support them, and they were in high spirits at first, but then they declined. If this sentence is spoken again now, it will have a completely different effect.

In particular, this sentence was not said during the mobilization before the station to boost morale.

Instead, it was the third heavy blow on the battlefield to suppress morale.

The momentum of the Ying State army stagnated for a moment. All the confusion and problems along the way, such as why Jiang Wanxiang did not show up, emerged in their minds, layer by layer, breaking the fighting spirit in their hearts.

An arrow from the Poyunzhentian bow pierced through the clouds and passed through the grim and cold battlefield.

Finally, it shot past Jiang Wanxiang's flag.

The light of General Xue's arrow slowly dissipated in the air, and with a loud bang, the dark blue flag with a dragon pattern, which had stood in the world and in the hearts of the people of Ying State for decades, fluttered and fell heavily into the waves of the battlefield.

It is just like the morale of the Ying State army.

General Xue threw away the magic weapon in his hand, strode to a huge war drum placed on the city wall, picked up the drumstick, and beat the war drum with all his might. The drum sounded loud and urged people to move forward. General Xue shouted loudly: "March!!!"

The opponent here at this moment is undoubtedly the most powerful opponent in the world.

But the Qilin Army standing here.

How could he be an ordinary person? !
They came from the Western Regions, the Southwest, the State of Chen, and the Turks, and have experienced many battles. The Qilin Army, which was only a wandering group of 3,000 in its infancy, has now been tempered by hundreds of battles and has long been a well-deserved top powerful army of the contemporary era.

The commander is also unparalleled in the contemporary era.

The battle lasted for several hours that day, and the sound of General Xue's war drums never stopped. The sound of the war drums, inspired by the fierceness of the military strategists and the bravery of the generals, seemed to resound in people's hearts, urging them to move forward.

After the war, it was not a great victory, but Yuwen Lie and others eventually led the army to retreat, leaving behind only corpses and blood-stained weapons on the ground. The wind blew past them, making a murderous sound.

Even the gods still have the desire to fight hard.

But something like military morale, once cracks appear and begin to collapse, it is like a dragon turning over or a snowy mountain collapsing. The momentum is continuous. One person can lead to the collapse of a squad of brave soldiers, and ten people can lead to the collapse of a hundred soldiers.

And their opponent was the godly general who was once the best at winning the hearts and minds of the troops.

After the war, even Old Siming felt his heart beating violently and he felt dazed. He looked at the grim battlefield and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Such a great war has ended.

Even in such a big battle, he still won.

On the battlefield, there was only the sound of breathing and a hint of silence. He originally thought that God General Xue would use his mouth to tell some jokes to liven up the atmosphere, but at this time, the god general who broke the three armies with a single arrow had a solemn temperament.

He held a heavy drumstick in each hand and raised them high.

Then, smash it down bravely.

boom!
The sound of war drums resounded in all directions, seeming to dispel the trance after the end of the battle and the solemnity of the battlefield, causing countless people to subconsciously withdraw their gazes and look at the divine general above the city.

Xue Shen held the drumsticks in both hands and raised them high, then looked solemnly and shouted:

"wind!"

Then there was a few breaths of silence.

Countless weapons were raised and pointed at the sky.

Then came the joy of victory, the determination of finally stopping the enemy's attack, the resolve and relief of being alive, the sorrow of losing a comrade, and the roar of countless complex emotions.

"wind!"

"Strong wind!!!"

Guan Twelve, the old Siming watched the God General Xue drop his drumsticks with both hands, with a solemn expression, crossed his hands in salute, bowed deeply, and said loudly:

"Gentlemen, it's magnificent!"

"Congratulations to you all."

"Big win, big prize!"

The wind was roaring loudly and murderous, and the elegance was just as it was back then. So he was the number one general five hundred years ago, the military god of that era.

It appeared here.

As for Guan Twelve, the old Sima Ming was as if he had seen a ghost.

No, this is an old ghost from five hundred years ago!
It was really because of walking too much at night that he had opened his eyes. However, this battle came to a brief end after both sides paid a sufficient price. After Yuwen Lie and others retreated for dozens of miles, they thought of the last words that Jiang Wanxiang said at that time and fell silent.

They never thought that, as Jiang Wanxiang said, this expedition might not be successful. And the three generals also knew that if they failed to accomplish their goal in one battle, Ying State would be at a disadvantage in the future.

After only two days of rest, urgent information suddenly arrived.

Just looking at the intelligence, we know that many bandits led by Dou De have penetrated into the interior of Ying State like a sharp blade. If it were normal times, if Jiang Wanxiang was still here, Jiang Wanxiang might choose to continue fighting.

But at this moment, Jiang Wanxiang was already dead.

Precisely because this man was almost a symbol of the entire Ying State when he was alive, his death had a huge impact on this army.

At this time, they could not let both of Jiang Wanxiang's sons die.

Dou De, that is the flame left by the Wolf King.

It was a hero from the Eighth Heaven who used the Wolf King's tactics to gather the knights in the martial arts world. In the end, Yuwen Lie, He Ruoqinhu and Qin Yulong had to retreat. But at this time, He Ruoqinhu suddenly understood the problem on the battlefield before.

Where did we fail?
He was defeated because he did not see the sword maniac's Jianghu, and he also did not see Qilin's determination.

No, Your Majesty...

The veteran looked at the intelligence in his hand, sighed softly, and said:

"We failed because we underestimated the people in this world."

The army returned and the Qilin Army stayed there. After the fierce conflict, the world finally returned to a brief calm. After the war in Jiangnan ended, the war outside Zhenbei City also gradually came to an end.

After the army below suffered a strategic defeat.

There was no point in Jiang Su continuing to fight to the death.

There is a city in Jiangnan.

There once was an old man in the city.

An old swordsman.

Now it is a zither and a woman.

Under the big tree, Murong Qiu Shui was holding her zither. She was not actually that sad. Yes, her heart was at peace playing the zither because she had long known what kind of temperament her grandfather had and what kind of swordsman he was.

For Murong Longtu, death is not the end.

It would be a pity if you died in bed.

Murong Qiu Shui has learned to respect her grandfather's choice. Because of the past few years of getting along with him, she knows that Murong Longtu has spent the leisure time he longed for the most. She has gradually let go of some of her obsessions. It is heartache and sadness, but also blessings and a certain peace.

In fact, many people were worried about her, but when they saw this amazing woman, she was still calm and not at all sad. They just asked, "Are you sad?"

"Grandpa got what he wanted. It's not a sad thing in a family of swordsmen."

"How can the children of the Murong family behave like weeping little children?"

"It's just to make people laugh."

So everyone admired him.

But she was still worried about the child.

She knew that the strategy in Jiangnan had been stabilized after Yue Pengwu returned. However, Yue Pengwu's return meant that the most dangerous part of the battlefield was handed over to one person.

The Qilin Army’s only military spirit that will never be replaced.

The only core of Tiance Mansion.

The King of Qin still stood at the most dangerous place as he did in the past.

As a sharp blade, Murong Qiu Shui was very happy and relieved when the front-line battlefield in Zhenbei City came to a halt. She was a person who did not believe in gods and Buddhas, but on that day she clasped her hands together and thanked all the gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas she knew.

Today, the troops stationed in Zhenbei City were rotated back and King Qin returned.

Murong Qiu Shui felt that he was very calm.

But when she knew that Li Guanyi had returned, and had already returned, the woman who was able to face Murong Longtu's departure calmly suddenly felt a crack in her heart.

It was as if the previous calm was just floating ice in spring.

However, when facing outsiders and the overall situation, she could not show her grief and sorrow, but just remained calm and froze her sadness.

Some emotions can only be seen by your closest relatives.

The strings of the zither did not play. She knew that the King of Qin had returned, so she went to greet him. However, when the door opened, Murong Qiu Shui opened her mouth, subconsciously raised her hand to cover her lips, and then her vision blurred.

The scarlet battle robe with unicorn pattern fluttered in the wind, and the young man in armor walked over. His brows were calm, but Murong Qiu Shui's tears fell. She stretched out her hand tremblingly and pressed it on Li Guanyi's cheek and his temples.

The legend of martial arts is unique throughout the ages.

But the young man's temples were already covered with gray hair.

He is the god of war, the god of war who controls the military forces and half of the country's destiny for three hundred years. If he wants to fight alone and seize opportunities for Jiangnan, he will eventually have to pay a sufficient price and show enough awareness.

Carrying the four words "Taiping".

It's not enough to just say it out loud.

When you understand responsibility and cost, you have grown up. When you know the price you have to pay but still move forward without hesitation, you are a hero.

After Zhang Ziyong single-handedly killed three thousand Iron Buddhas, even though he had the power of immortality, his temples turned white, just like the King of Qin today.

Murong Qiu Shui stretched out her hand and brushed Li Guanyi's white hair.

Li Guanyi pressed Murong Qiushui's hand, put it on his cheek, and said softly:
"Li Nuer is back, auntie."

That was the King of Qin who sent all his divine generals to the south of the Yangtze River, left the possibility of world peace and victory to his comrades, locked himself outside the Zhenbei Pass, and stayed in the front line.

He said he was in the same boat with me.

He said to fight together!

He said, I am the spearhead, he said, we shall have peace.

Li Guanyi, who had fought fiercely with the God of War outside Zhenbei City, exchanged injuries without retreating a single step, with a gentle smile on his face, and said softly:
"Auntie."

"Not afraid, not afraid."

He smiled warmly, then blinked his right eye and said proudly and easily:

"I have taken the elixir of life."

Murong Qiu Shui burst into tears.

(End of this chapter)