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Chapter 388 Phoenix Weeps Blood, Killing Star Draws Sword

A gentle breeze blew, and the black dragon flag of Qian Yuan fluttered in the wind on the city tower, guiding everyone's direction.

Xingtai Pass, its city walls are mottled and damaged, stained with countless lives.

Inside the pass, Ling Yu stood before the crowd, his face calm, looking at the soldiers below.

The Qian Yuan soldiers who followed her north to fight have gone through countless arduous battles, and now less than half of them remain.

The remaining people were either injured or disabled.

His face betrayed his exhaustion.

However, war can temper the spirit of soldiers.

These veterans can still fight, and can still unleash incredible power.

"Everyone!"

"We have won the battle in the south!"

"Hold on for another ten days, just ten more days until reinforcements arrive!"

Her ponytail fluttered in the wind as the strong female general stood before the crowd, loudly mobilizing them: "Defend this pass, and you will all be heroes who protect the nation."

She is beautiful, spirited, and possesses a unique charm that sets her apart from other gentle women.

However, at this moment, no one was looking at her with the same eyes that men and women have.

Their gazes were intense, filled with the soldiers' reverence for their general.

This great general could lead them to victory when advancing, and could also repel an enemy ten times his size when retreating, doing his utmost to preserve their lives.

Although she did not eat or live with the soldiers and established strict military discipline, the time they spent fighting together was enough to show their hearts and their silent love for the soldiers and civilians.

Treat everyone equally, reward and punish fairly, and possess outstanding abilities.

This is what a leader should be like.

Despite repeated fierce battles and nearly half of its troops being lost, the army's cohesion remained extremely strong, and it remained tenacious and unyielding. This is the general's talent.

In the end, war comes down to the will of the people.

We've now reached the final stage.

Good news has arrived from the south, and reinforcements will be here soon. Ling Yu wants to hold on.

"Behind us are the lights of thousands of homes; we must not retreat."

Beside her, Zheng Yong, now with a hideous scar across his face, raised his weapon and shouted, "Fight to the death! Defend our homeland!"

"Fight to the death, defend our homeland!"

"Fight to the death and never retreat, to protect our homeland and defend our country."

Zheng Yong started it, and the soldiers below him followed suit, raising their weapons and shouting.

Military morale is available.

Ling Yu lowered her eyes and quietly looked at the faces of the soldiers below.

Time flies by. During the time they fought together, she remembered the names of these soldiers, understood their personalities, and accepted their irreversible passing.

To march north and fight against the Northern Fierce was her lifelong ambition.

She wished she could slaughter countless people and destroy the kingdom of Beilie.

She did the same thing during her time in the North.

She was a great general, wielding immense power, commanding the entire army, and having a comprehensive view of the situation.

He was no longer the naive and clueless young man he was when he first came down the mountain.

She had no idea how many Northern Lie soldiers had perished under her command.

However, as time passed, the killings did not seem to dispel the resentment in her heart.

She finally arrived in the North and finally fought against the warriors she had hated for twenty years.

only……

The more people died, the more lost she felt.

How long is she going to keep killing?
How many people is she going to kill?

When Mingchen was around, this feeling wasn't quite clear.

Mingchen is gone.

She single-handedly supported the army.

They witnessed the endless slaughter and the constant sacrifice of their own soldiers.

She began to recall what Mingchen had told her, and began to truly think about the road ahead and the meaning of her existence.

This period of slaughtering the enemy, watching the lives of soldiers slip away from his hands...

It didn't seem as joyful as the carefree time he spent with Mingchen in Jiqu.

She was acutely aware that she had changed.

"Husband..."

Thinking of this, she unconsciously raised her head and looked eastward.

She usually calls Mingchen by his name, and only in a few intimate moments when they are alone will she involuntarily use those cloying nicknames.

Mingchen left in such a hurry that he must have encountered something.

However, the problem was probably solved, and she also received news that Mingchen would be coming from the east by sea.

She misses him.

People need something to support them in life.

No matter how strong you are, how high you climb, or how much power you have... the same applies.

Xiao Xinyue has it, Mingchen has it, and Lingyu has it too.

During this period, we have seen each other less and less.

She had something she wanted to say to Mingchen; she wanted to tell him how much she missed him.

After this battle, she didn't care about high-ranking positions or wealth, nor did she care about fame and fortune... She wanted to shed her identity as a general and give up her talents.

She wanted to be a stable woman, an ordinary woman, and stop fighting. She would stay at home with him, have children, and be a good wife and mother.

As she was lost in thought, beacon fires suddenly broke out on the city wall.

The defending soldiers shouted at the top of their lungs: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"General, a large number of enemy troops have attacked."

Ling Yu snapped back to her senses and unconsciously gripped the hilt of the sword at her waist.

The bewildered eyes regained their resilience and sharpness.

In any case, that's a matter for the future.

She is still a general.

……

On the city wall, under the shocked gaze of the defending soldiers.

Dust billowed, horses galloped, and a vast army roared in, their momentum thunderous and their presence magnificent.

This attack by the Northern Lie seems to be different from the previous ones.

There are too many people!

The aura was too strong, as if it wanted to swallow and crush everything.

It's just mind-numbing.

With a white horse and a silver spear, the young general who was facing off against Ling Yu took the lead and stood at the very front of the army, charging towards Xingtai Pass.

Bei Lie is going all out!

All forces are going all in, just for this one victory.

Ji Yuting, who had been strategizing behind the scenes, also personally took to the battlefield.

If you don’t succeed, you will succeed!
A mighty army roared in and stood before the weathered city gate.

At the same time, Ling Yu had also set up a defensive formation, donned armor and helmet, stood on the city wall, and looked down at the vast enemy army with a furrowed brow.

She knew that the enemy must have also received news of Qian Yuan's stability, and would surely launch a full-scale attack on the city thereafter.

She will face immense pressure in defending the city.

Even though she had anticipated it, seeing such an imposing army still made her sigh inwardly.

It’s over.

She could no longer withstand such power.

When an enemy is at the height of their power, one should try to weaken their momentum or avoid them.

To knowingly confront an impossible challenge head-on is foolish.

No matter how skilled a general is, he cannot stop the tide of battle on the front lines.

Seeing this, she began to consider abandoning the pass and retreating to avoid their sharp edge.

There are many ways to win.

However, just as she was pondering this, she seemed to realize something, her eyes widened in disbelief.

His body swayed, as if struck by lightning.

"impossible!"

This must be a scam!
"Fuyao..."

She instinctively called out to her side.

She was a mortal; she lacked the ability to distinguish truth from falsehood.

However, Mingchen kept Fuyao by his side to prevent those cultivators from getting in the way.

She wanted Fuyao to tell her that this was an unorthodox method, a treacherous plot by the enemy. However, before she could even finish speaking...
The next instant, a red shadow flashed by, faster than her, and transformed into a streak of light, darting away.

……

“Mingchen is causing trouble and chaos in the world, defying the will of Heaven.”

"He was killed by the Great Immortal in the East Sea."

"The Qian Yuan dynasty's fate has run its course; destiny lies in the north!"

"Destiny lies in the North!"

"The tide cannot be turned!"

"Why don't you open the city gates and surrender at once!"

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

Even after 'Mingchen' died, his body was not treated well.

With a hole punched in his chest, he was tied to a long pole and lifted high by a strongman, visible to countless people.

Ji Yuting selected several soldiers with loud voices and had them shout loudly.

Firstly, it undermines the enemy's morale; secondly, it bolsters our own morale.

"Heaven's mandate is in the north; surrender and you will not be killed!"

"Heaven's mandate is in the north; surrender and you will not be killed!"

"Heaven's mandate is in the north; surrender and you will not be killed!"

……

The soldiers were in high spirits and shouted loudly.

Inspiring and exhilarating, with boundless ambition.

In contrast, Qian Yuan's side had a completely opposite formation.

The sound came, like a heavy hammer hitting my heart.

Whose corpse was that tied to the flagpole?

Mingchen!

Those who saved the nation established countless legendary pillars.

Duke Anguo, as his name suggests, was a native of Anguo.

Only when he is alive can the country be at peace.

Without him, the country is in danger.

The enemy troops, who were already advancing with great force, were stunned upon hearing such devastating news, and forgot everything.

Lord Ming has been killed?
Lord Ming has been killed... What should they do?
"Dangdang!"

The weapon fell to the ground, and Zheng Yong stared blankly at it before collapsing to his knees.

He had excellent eyesight; he could tell what the corpse bound to the long pole looked like.

He knows it!
That young man was the person he admired and looked up to the most.

He also dreamed of being able to lead that man to repel the invading enemy and earn that glorious honor that would be recorded in history.

But now...

he died?
This...how is this possible? !
Why so suddenly?

……

Ji Yuting's insight was indeed very sharp; he clearly grasped a weakness of Qian Yuan that could not be ignored.

Qian Yuan's enemies have never used this move before.

Mingchen has done too much and has too much fame.

Supporting the nation is far more important than Tian Hong's role in Bei Lie.

In a sense, his status was not much different from Xiao Xinyue's; he was the hope of many people.

The power of such a pillar collapsing is unimaginable.

When the news arrived, all the soldiers at Xingtai Pass were devastated, their spirits were low, and they had even lost all hope.

Up to this point, everything seemed to be exactly as Ji Yuting had predicted.

Xingtai Pass, located in the northern border of Qian Yuan, is within easy reach!
No matter how miraculous Ling Yu was, he couldn't salvage the broken and dejected military force.

However, there is one thing he may have overlooked.

"Wow!"

A loud, blood-soaked cry pierced the sky.

A huge shadow loomed over the sky.

In an instant, the temperature soared, and it seemed as if two suns appeared in the sky.

Everyone felt an unbearable burning sensation in their hearts, as if a terrifying aura was pressing down from the sky.

"Then...what is that?!"

Before Xingtai Pass, all the soldiers, whether from Qianyuan or Beilie, raised their heads and looked up at the sky, their eyes wide with disbelief, fear, and despair.

The scene resembled an apocalyptic catastrophe.

Fire, fire, fire!
Flames filled the sky, making it bright and clear.

The sun's brilliance was obscured.

Fiery red flames, eerie green flames, mysterious purple flames, bright yellow flames... all sorts of divine flames floated in the sky, radiating intense power.

Its crest and feathers stand tall, fluttering in the wind.

Its magnificent red wings spread out and soared into the sky, stretching over a thousand feet long, blotting out the sun.

Its seven-colored tail feathers fall with auspicious light, adorned with flames of various colors, swaying in the wind, a sight of unparalleled beauty.

Phoenix!

Those were celestial spirits unseen for millions of years, auspicious omens that had absorbed the essence of heaven and earth.

Born from fire, the supreme ruler of the sky.

Aside from the time Xiao Xinyue ascended the throne, Fuyao basically never revealed her true form again.

When it carries Mingchen, it usually only takes the form of a large red bird, concealing all its power and supernatural abilities.

Now, she stands above the clouds and the heavens, her body bathed in flames, like a crimson sun.

His eyes were filled with tears of blood as he stared intently at the 100,000 people below.

There will always be someone stronger in the world. The more you show your strengths, the easier it is for others to exploit your weaknesses and for you to get hurt.

Mingchen couldn't bear to see his bird get hurt, so he took great care to protect her.

She's not allowed to show off, she's not allowed to fight, she's not allowed to kill ordinary people...

You should always hold back. If you can show one percent of your strength, then don't show two percent just to look good or show off.

However, now, intense anger and immense grief are constantly assaulting her mind.

She desperately hoped the other person was bluffing!

He desperately hoped the other party had used magic to create a convincing illusion!
But... that was a human corpse.

Flesh and blood, bones... those things can't be faked!
From a distance, that face looked exactly like the person she loved most.

Moreover, it was hung on a long pole in such a humiliating way, becoming an exhibit.

Is it fake?!
It must be fake!

Her son is unparalleled in the world, her son is exceptionally intelligent, her son is invincible.

how……

Will I die?
Since she gained her intelligence, Mingchen has been her world.

And now, her world seems to have collapsed.

Her mind was in complete chaos; she didn't know what to do and hadn't even taken another look to determine if it was real or fake.

It's when intense emotions overwhelm the mind, causing a loss of control.

Let's burn it, let's burn it all.

The shackles are gone, and we are no longer hindered.

The phoenix, unique in the world, is about to unleash its power without restraint.

……

The arrival of the phoenix was truly awe-inspiring.

While everyone's attention was drawn to the supremely noble celestial phoenix.

A figure flashed by in a direction no one was paying attention to.

"General..."

Only a few soldiers on the city wall who were close to Ling Yu kept exclaiming in surprise.

Their general actually jumped off the city wall.

Flames filled the sky above the dome, and beneath that blazing sky...

A man stood tall, his blood and tears flowing freely.

Ahead, dust billowed, lay the formidable force of thousands of troops.

The scorching wind blew the fine strands of hair on her face, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes.

Alone, he walked slowly, drawing his sword from his waist.

kill!kill!kill!

(End of this chapter)