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Chapter 558 Pride (asking for monthly ticket)
The Qin Emperor personally beheaded Jiang Su.

It represents the strongest combat power of Ying State and the death of its supreme commander.

Even though the Ying State army still has a considerable amount of strength here, in the absence of top generals, the remaining Ying State army is unable to compete with the Qin Emperor.

Li Guanyi exhaled, and in the moment when his energy and spirit relaxed, a huge feeling of fatigue surged up and emerged. He lowered his head to look at the armor on his body. There were many cut scars on the top-notch armor.

The death of Grand Tutor Jiang Su on the battlefield was a huge blow to the morale of the entire Ying army. Gao Xiang was eventually defeated in the face of the siege of Qin Huang, Yue Pengwu, and the whale fishermen.

It would be better to say that although Gao Xiang stepped onto the battlefield, he did not have the determination to fight to the death for the Ying country.

After the battle in the center of the battlefield came to an end, Li Guanyi, Pojun, Yuanzhi and others gathered together. Wearing armor and a battlefield robe, he had a sharp and murderous aura. He walked into the central army camp and met Pojun and Yuanzhi.

But now, the faces of these two top counselors were a little pale.

These are all states that have consumed a huge amount of energy.

The confrontation and battle that lasted for more than twenty days was said to be an outbreak of more than twenty days, but in fact it was only the final decision. The real victory or defeat was laid out bit by bit over the previous four years, or even more than ten years.

Just like a big tree, it takes root, sprouts, blooms and bears fruit.

But you cannot just see the fruit but not see the growth that preceded it.

Li Guanyi rarely saw a feeling of fatigue on Pojun's face, but although tired, it was still difficult to conceal the pride. This was the final battle of eight hundred years of rule and three hundred years of chaos.

It seems that this top strategist is indeed extremely proud and complacent.

The Red Emperor defeated the overlord of Po Jun and established the world for 800 years.

Now Po Jun assists the King of Qin to defeat the four directions and put an end to the chaotic times.

Now that it has come to an end, it can be said that there is a beginning and an end.

Po Jun bowed slightly and said, "My lord, now that Jiang Su has been defeated, the situation of Ying State is over. However, even if a centipede dies, it will not die. Among the remaining Ying State troops, there must be some people with great ambitions."

"Throughout the history, there are experiences and lessons to be learned."

"It's easy to defeat the enemy's head, but after defeating the enemy's main general, the remaining soldiers and the defeated army are the biggest hidden dangers. Most of them will be led by powerful and famous generals and wander around. They have soldiers and armor, and become bandits. The common people can't stop them, and it's difficult for us to strangle them easily."

"Once these people become powerful, it will be very difficult to deal with them. It may take several years at the shortest, or more than ten or twenty years at the longest, and it may not be possible to eradicate them. My lord, please give the order to change the army formation and capture all these bandits!"

"can."

Li Guan nodded, but after giving the order, he found that all the troops had surrounded them, but there was no Li Zhaowen and General Xue from the east. They were ordered to lead the Mohist mechanical formation to intercept Yuwen Lie and the generals of the Yuwen family, but they never came back.

Li Guanyi's expression changed slightly and he said, "Mr. Pojun, Mr. Yuanzhi, follow my military orders and go and suppress all the defeated troops!"

"I'll go look for them."

Li Guanyi rode on a divine horse and rushed to the battlefield with a divine weapon in hand.

………………

And a few days ago.

On a local battlefield about a hundred miles away from the core of the war, a murderous aura was spreading, and bodies of those killed in the battle were lying all over the ground. General Xue and the mechanical man were confronting Yuwen Lie.

Fan Qing was gasping for breath, his right hand leaning on his weapon, his left arm was covered in blood, pierced by an arrow, and it was obvious that his arm was disabled. Several familiar generals were lying on the ground, obviously dead.

Old man Gongsun Huaizhi fell in the Mohist mechanism and his life or death was unknown.

There was a bullet hole in Qibi Li's abdomen, and the Golden Scimitar Cavalry had been crippled. If it weren't for the life-extending elixir stuffed into his mouth and Hou Zhongyu's hemostatic powder that he desperately poured into the wound, this brave general would have died.

Even so, with the Grandmaster's vitality, he could only linger on for a short while.

There were many cracks on Li Zhaowen's armor, and her helmet fell to one side. She still had the strength to fight, but it was also the biggest injury she had suffered since she stepped onto the battlefield. There were many cracks on the battlefield, and the roars of the two white tigers shook the four directions. For so many days, it made Fan Qing's ears buzz.

But at this moment, it has stopped.

General Xue, Yuwen Lie.

They only have each other in their eyes.

Like hunting beasts, they were wary of each other and paced slowly. Although they did not start fighting immediately, this sudden quietness and solemnity created a greater feeling of oppression and suppression than before.

It was like being soaked in water, as if everything in the world had fallen into an amber swamp, making it hard to breathe. Only the sound of the violently beating heart, the sound of breathing, and the bloody smell of blood set off such a solemn and murderous scene.

Yuwen Lie looked at the number one general in the world five hundred years ago.

The same is true for General Xue.

This once top general finally lost all his smiles.

With the ingenious strategy of breaking the army and the grand formation of Yuan, among all the legions, only in this one place, whether it was Ying or Qin, they failed to achieve the established strategic goals. Only Yuwen Lie blocked the offensive of the Qin army.

The battle lasted for more than 20 days, with neither side retreating a single step.

Therefore, this place has become the most tragic and brutal battlefield in the world.

Both sides knew the importance of this node, and therefore, neither side retreated.

Everyone has their own reasons.

It's just a fight to the death.

Li Zhaowen, Fan Qing, Qibili and others were all no match for Yuwen Lie. Here, only General Xue could stop the mighty general's edge. Yuwen Lie breathed slowly to stop the pain in his chest. He gripped his heavy spear and raised his weapon.

Yuwen Lie remained concise:

"Come on."

General Xue laughed loudly, raised his arm, and grasped the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd.

"Okay, come here, I want to see your little white cat."

"There is still some courage and some means!"

Yuwen Lie's tone was cold and disdainful: "Xue Qingcang, I will tell you."

"Your time has passed!"

Xue Qingcang and Chen Baxian, the two strongest pillars of the empire five hundred years ago, are now only the reflection of one of them. They have to rely on the last strength of the martial arts legend Zhang Ziyong to complete this battle.

Facing Yuwen Lie's determination and heroic spirit.

General Xue thought about it, then tucked the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd under his arm, stretched out his left hand, rubbed his thumb, index finger, and middle finger together, and smiled as if calling out, "Huhuhuhuhu."

"Come here, little raccoon."

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh."

Fan Qing: “…………”

General Xue's sudden turn was really too fast.

Fan Qing couldn't catch his breath.

Instead, it caused a terrible pain in my chest.

The solemn commander of the Qilin Army couldn't help but curse. He felt blood in his breath and saliva, and there was a bloody smell in his nose. However, in this situation, he felt speechless and wanted to smile bitterly.

Even in such a situation, even in the most brutal battle fronts and facing the most difficult enemies, General Xue's mouth was still like a poisoned blade.

He felt that if he were on Yuwen Lie's side, he might not be able to hold on.

Yuwen Lie's face was stern and indifferent, his armor was covered with scars of battle, his aura was no longer as powerful as it was at the beginning, but his will was still firm and resolute, and his back was still straight.

He held the heavy spear and turned his wrist. The spear rotated a circle in his palm, accompanied by bursts of low and murderous whistling sounds. The White Tiger Dharma Image became more and more flamboyant beside him.

In the battle before Qin Wuhou became king, his White Tiger Dharmakāya had been defeated head-on by Li Guanyi on the battlefield, thus losing the fate and spirit of the White Tiger Sect, and was transformed into a normal White Tiger Dharmakāya like Xue Daoyong.

But this moment is different.

The white tiger's claws and fangs were sharp, and its pair of light golden pupils were fixed on the world's number one general in the past five hundred years. It was sharp and fierce, and faint starlight appeared on its body again.

White Tiger Sect? !
General Xue's gaze narrowed slightly, and the white tiger statue behind him, which was as big as a small mountain, clenched its claws, showing its fangs, and let out a series of murderous and dangerous tiger roars, locking its eyes firmly on the enemy in front of it.

The atmosphere became increasingly oppressive and murderous, and it even reached a level where no one else was allowed to interfere in this war.

General Xue and Yuwen Lie moved at the same time.

Yuwen Lie's divine horse neighed, and the heavy spear in his hand continued to stab forward. The white tiger behind him roared proudly, bared its fangs, and pounced towards General Xue.

General Xue, with the might of the military spirit, swung his spear diagonally with the Roaring Tiger Halberd in his hand.

Rolling waves!!!

The unique fighting technique of the halberd that he taught to Li Guanyi appeared here again.

He tried to dissolve the domineering aura of Yuwen Lie's move.

The heavy spears and halberds collided fiercely with each other in an extremely mysterious posture, with determination and a turbulent military situation. The sound that burst out was like thunder, roaring and shaking.

The air wave exploded and spread in all directions.

Two white tiger statues roared into the sky.

Both were top generals of the time. The clash of military forces, the contest of heavy spears and halberds, and the determination of wills, the clash of their moves were no longer something that ordinary people could participate in. Fan Qing and Li Zhaowen could only watch their determination to fight to the death.

General Xue laughed out loud: "Hahaha, this move is quite interesting. Come on! Give it a try!"

Yuwen Lie had a cold and handsome demeanor. The heavy spear and halberd in his hands collided with each other for several moves, blocking each other, and then twisted them. The sharp directions of the weapons were deviated and they fell heavily to the ground, tearing huge grooves on the ground.

Then he started punching and kicking.

They collided hard.

Their moves are already top-notch in the world.

Their Dharma images have also reached a level above the Ninth Heaven. In this fight, the auras of Yuwen Lie and General Xue attracted each other and began to gradually break through and approach the level above the Ninth Heaven.

God Xue glanced at Fan Qing and Li Zhaowen.

Fan Qing's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt something was wrong and uneasy, and said:
"senior!!!"

"The fight here is not pleasant, Yuwen Lie, come here!"

Xue Shenjiang turned his halberd and led Yuwen Lie to the distance. Yuwen Lie lowered his eyes. The same thing happened to the two White Tiger clans. They fought and fought and fled, causing the ground to crack. Fan Qing and others wanted to chase them, but they could only stay here.

General Xue and Yuwen Lie fought fiercely and neither retreated nor withdrew.

They were both extremely proud people, and they kept fighting and strife until the sun set, the stars rose, the moon hung high in the sky, and the light of the seven stars of the White Tiger in the west became bright.

Then the sun rose up, and the fighting continued.

For several days, neither of them stopped. The two divine generals, leading a huge army, fought with all their might, almost changing the terrain of an area of ​​more than ten miles in radius, causing the earth to collapse and cracks to appear.

The water from the rivers seeped into such cracks, and was knocked down into the air by the divine general's powerful energy, turning into clouds and mist. The mist was broken into pieces by the halberds and heavy spears, and the divine weapons wrapped in powerful energy ignited the clouds with a scorching high temperature.

boom! ! !
Another day dawns, and another day of fighting begins.

The collision of spears and halberds exploded layer upon layer of thunder. The army's strength could no longer provide support for the two godly generals, so they went to fight to the death alone.

General Xue was just holding on with a breath of air. The mechanism had already covered the area with dense cracks. He could hardly hold the Tiger Roaring Halberd. When the heavy spear pressed down, Yuwen Lie's palm seemed to tremble slightly.

Compared to General Xue, who possessed the last aura and charm of the immortal Zhang Ziyong, and compared to General Xue's mechanical body, Yuwen Lie was a flesh and blood body. He first faced off against a large army, and then fought a sleepless battle for several days with the number one in the world five hundred years ago.

This kind of fighting consumes a lot of energy. When the Nine Heavens Grandmaster's aura is exhausted, then his flesh and blood will be consumed. When his flesh and blood dry up, then his marrow will be squeezed dry. The proud and powerful will that belongs only to humans controls this body, constantly moving forward, forward.

Yuwen Lie's breathing finally became heavy.

General Xue no longer had the mood to chat and laugh.

When the two weapons were wrestling fiercely.

Suddenly there was a sound like thunder.

Yuwen Lie, who was holding on tightly, was suddenly stunned. Even the power of his weapon dissipated a little. General Xue did not take this opportunity to attack him, but retreated instantly, and Yuwen Lie did not continue to move forward.

He just raised his head and looked at the sky, where the aura was soaring to the sky, the rolling and flowing clouds of evil spirit, and the huge golden-armored deity's image that was collapsing and disintegrating.

What that represents is Jiang Su's death in battle.

Jiang Su, dead.

The proud general was in a trance.

The collapse of the golden-armored deity's Dharma image was like a huge firework shattering, annihilating, and slowly falling down. If you watch it from such a long distance, it gives you an indescribable dreamy feeling.

Yuwen Lie, the godly general who was the only one who had risked everything and withstood the calculations of all the geniuses in the world, looked at this scene which was enough to be called hopeless for the generals of Ying State, and stopped talking.

To be right, to win.

There are basic rules in the battlefield of military strategists. When Jiang Su, who was in a joint battle position, died in battle, it represented the collapse of the entire battle line. Then, no matter how hard Yuwen Lie fought or how brave he was on the local battlefield, he could not change the overall situation.

This means that Yu Wenlie’s struggle and hard work over the past twenty days were ultimately meaningless.

Yuwen Lie realized very clearly that it was impossible for them to win.

It was impossible for Ying State to win.

Fan Qing held the knife and looked at Yuwen Lie over there. Even though his arm was almost necrotic, he still said, "Yuwen Lie, Jiang Su has died in the battle. The situation of Ying State is over. You should know that there is no point in continuing."

"Surrender."

"surrender?"

Yuwen Lie muttered to himself coldly, looking at General Xue in front of him, and looking at the Qilin Army that were still blocking him and his men. Then he grasped his own magic heavy spear and raised it without hesitation.

Yuwen Lie spoke word by word with a look of arrogance. He said:

"Daying Kingdom, the Tiger Cavalry are coming forward."

"Generals of the Yuwen family, step out."

boom! ! !
The depressed soldiers all marched forward, but they still had an indescribable spirit. Yuwen Hua, Yuwen Tianxian, and Yuwen Tianlei were all seriously injured, but they still held their weapons and stood out from the crowd. Then, the rest of the Ying State Legion soldiers also moved forward.

Yuwen Lie looked at the soldiers in front of him and saw that not a single one of them was retreating.

He was stunned, and then the expression on the face of this arrogant general finally softened. When his sharp cheeks softened, the sharp murderous intent and arrogance disappeared. He held the magic gun and said softly:

"Sixth brother, you have followed me for so many years. Thank you for your hard work."

Yuwen Tianxian asked: "What are you talking about, General?"

Yuwen Lie said: "My fellow comrades, I will apologize to you again in my nine springs..."

Yuwen Lie turned around.

Looking at the Qilin Army in front of him, which was also lined up in an unyielding manner, he said:
"Array up!"

Fan Qing gritted his teeth, pointed his long sword forward, took a deep breath, and said with red eyes: "Qilin Army, form a battle array!"

Fight to the last drop of blood and never retreat. Unlike the grand battlefield, where the situation, counselors, generals, and luck are fighting, in such a local battlefield, bravery and consciousness are brought to a more incisive level.

Yuwen Lie held his weapons and led his troops to charge.

The sound of the battlefield was like thunder, but it carried a sense of loneliness and tragedy.

General Xue took the lead. Li Zhaowen took a deep breath, endured the severe pain from his injuries, and walked forward with his weapon in hand.

Just as He Ruoqinhu said, Yuwen Lie did not understand the so-called overall situation from beginning to end. Just as Jiang Su said, Yuwen Lie was as arrogant as ever from beginning to end.

But, so what? !

The blood-stained battle robe fluttered violently in the wind.

Even if the country has no chance of victory, even if there is no reinforcement from the rear.

Still have the courage to draw your gun and fight to the death.

Who will this general be?

The name is - Lie!

The proud general suddenly laughed heartily. The roar of the white tiger resounded throughout the world. General Xue also laughed loudly, wantonly and arrogantly. That was the real Xue Qingcang.

In the end, both of them exploded and scored the winning goal.

The roar of the white tiger and the final momentum of the army showed all its strength.

Above the sky, the stars suddenly became brighter.

The light of the seven stars of the Western White Tiger flowed down from the sky.

A confrontation in which almost all the warriors and generals were at their limit.

When the body has reached its limit, when the weapon has been blunted, the arrows have been exhausted, and the crossbow bolts have all broken, the final weapon determines the final victory.

It's will.

The roar of the heavy spear overwhelmed the roar of the Tiger Roaring Halberd.

The heavy spear rushed past the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd with all its might, and pierced through General Xue's mechanism. Yuwen Lie grasped the magic weapon with both hands, let out a long roar, and suddenly his energy surged.

The mechanical man was broken into pieces, and General Xue sighed slightly.

Yuwen Lie gasped heavily.

The White Tiger Dharma Image holds its head high, bathing in the starlight.

The unique spirit of the White Tiger Sect reappeared.

He lost his will to fight, was defeated on the battlefield, and even his own destiny seemed to have fallen into the hands of others. However, he remained arrogant, and in the end, Yuwen Lie completed the search for himself.

Be pure and proud throughout.

The White Tiger Clan's decision does not have to be determined by the so-called destiny. Along with the roar of the unruly White Tiger, General Xue's body shattered and turned into powder, and the dark golden magic weapon, the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd, fell to the ground.

But Yuwen Lie still stood there, his body straight.

Fan Qing looked at Yuwen Lie over there and clenched his teeth. Li Zhaowen, who was seriously injured, clenched the weapon in his hand.

General Xue exhausted all his energy and was defeated head-on by Yuwen Lie.

Yuwen Lie held the heavy spear in his hand, stepped on the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd, the heavy spear in his hand was inserted into the ground, his eyes were cold, the energy above the Ninth Heaven seemed still terrifying, the white tiger was crawling there, looking down with the majesty and arrogance of the world's top general.

Even Fan Qing felt a chill and fear in his heart.

The morale of the Qilin Army suffered a huge blow in the face of this awe-inspiring force, but because the army's will was still there, they maintained their fighting spirit and did not retreat. Fan Qing gritted his teeth, determined to hold on to the end.

Even if we die under Yuwen Lie's gun, we must hold the front line here.

However, Yuwen Lie didn't know why.

From beginning to end, there was no further attack on them.

After several breaths, Li Zhaowen whispered, "He... is dead."

Fan Qing was stunned. He looked at Yuwen Lie who was standing there, holding a spear, leading the army to intercept the Qilin Army led by General Xue. They fought to the death for more than twenty days without retreating. After five days and five nights of fierce fighting, it was the last battle between the two White Tiger clans.

God Xue exhausted his spiritual energy and dissipated.

Yuwen Lie is also dead...

The only divine general who stood there holding his weapon even though he was about to die in battle. Above the sky, the stars were bright, and then in an instant, the light of the Seven White Tiger Stars became completely dim.

The wind was whistling, and everyone seemed to hear the proud roar of a white tiger.

Yuwen Lie's battle robe fluttered.

It seemed as if a white tiger shadow appeared above his body and then soared into the sky.

Never return to the human world again.

Ying: The White Tiger clan, the mighty general, Duke Jingwu Yuwen Lie.

Die in battle.

He died of exhaustion.

The Tiger Cavalry fought to the end. Fan Qing lost his arm, Gongsun Huaizhi, and seven other generals died in the battle. The casualties of the Qilin Army here reached three tenths, with a total of 50,000 casualties.

The casualties of the army led by Yuwen Lie were even more tragic. This was considered by later generations to be the most difficult battle. Both sides had the top fighting spirit and military spirit, and were determined not to retreat, and indeed neither side retreated.

However, even if Yuwen Lie died in battle.

The remaining Ying army did not choose to surrender.

Li Zhaowen and others had to complete the next military strategy. After General Xue's spirit fell asleep again, they took over the command of the battlefield. However, when the fighting reached this level, the bravery of the generals had surpassed the wisdom of the counselors, and there was no so-called command.

On this brutal and murderous battlefield.

Fan Qing with a broken arm, Yu Wenhua who was seriously injured, and Yu Wen Tianxian looked at each other in silence.

Fan Qing said softly: "Yuwen Hua, Teacher Yuwen Tianxian, admit defeat..."

Yuwen Hua, Yuwen Tianxian looked at him quietly.

Yuwen Tianxian's expressionless face remained solemn as he replied, "You did a good job, but, as I said before, there is no personal relationship on the battlefield."

"Fan Qing, this is a battlefield!"

"Have you forgotten what I taught you?"

Fan Qing burst into tears and finally kowtowed to thank him as a teacher.

Yuwen Tianxian held his weapon and refused to surrender.

He eventually died on the battlefield.

In that battle, the legion led by Yuwen Lie was almost wiped out, with nearly 40% of the troops killed and the rest seriously injured. After being exhausted in the fighting, they fainted on the bloody battlefield.

There are a total of thirty-seven generals from the Yuwen family.

From the age of 47 to the age of 20.

All died in battle for their country.

No one surrendered.

(End of this chapter)