It doesn't matter what the lord is.

On the wall of the main city of Nanyue, Huang Yan swung her sword and the sword in her hand naturally stuck into the bricks of the wall. She used her bloody hands to brush away the hair stuck on her face. After realizing that doing so would only make things worse, Huang Yan lowered her hands and looked at the corpses scattered all over the ground.

Beside her, the second-in-command of the rebel army, Bicas, was reporting the latest news:

"Yunyang conquered Tiancheng, and the coalition army formed by the Huaiwang Territory was completely wiped out. Yunhai, who escaped the disaster, rented 20 cities in the southern part of Tiancheng and began to expand outward. Currently, the Huaiwang Territory has fallen out with Yunhai because of this matter, accusing Yunhai of abandoning the coalition army, which is despicable."

"The Lingwu Lord is almost at Luofeng Mountain, but the current general of the royal family, Fan Qing, is also waiting for her there with his troops. The outcome of the war is hard to predict, after all, it is difficult for us to judge the strength of both sides."

"Also, shortly after Prince Ying Bai of Xi Qin returned to Xi Qin from Nan Chu, he was locked up in a solitary confinement room by the Lord of Xi Qin. The reason is currently unknown, and our people cannot find out more information. However, I heard that the Lord of Xi Qin even expressed the idea of ​​replacing the prince. Perhaps Ying Bai angered him on something very important. This incident may have a significant impact on Xi Qin. If Xi Qin is in civil strife because of this, it will be a good thing for us..."

Today, Yongtian Kingdom mainly includes four battlefields. In the northeast, Lingwu fights against the royal family; in the southeast, there is a game between Western Qin, Southern Chu and the rebels; in the northwest, Wanze begins to swallow up other territories; and in the southwest, Yunyang turns the world upside down. As for the central region, it is currently a chaotic scene with demons dancing one after another, and it is hard to see who the winner is for the time being.

Huang Yan listened to Bicas's report silently, and said while flexing his wrist:

"At the moment, it seems that we still have to wait for Lingwu and the royal family to decide the winner first."

Bicas nodded and analyzed:

"Yes, the current situation looks very chaotic, but the most important thing is the war between Lingwu and the royal family. The royal family and Xi Qin are in an alliance. Once the royal family falls into a disadvantage, the army of Xi Qin will inevitably go north, and the war between Xi Qin and Nan Chu will be delayed. We will have to face the first and second ranked territories. If the situation remains deadlocked, or the lord of Lingwu is defeated, it means that the north will be stable, and the war between Xi Qin and Nan Chu will most likely break out."

Huang Yan shook his head, pulled out the knife that had just been stuck in the ground, and said to Bicas:

"Lord Lingwu will not lose to Lord Fan. We will first take over the entire territory of Nanyue, temporarily replenish supplies, and then liberate the surrounding territories."

Bicas asked:

"Is there any basis for this?"

Huang Yan looked at Bicas with his blue eyes and said seriously:

"Because my brother praised Lord Lingwu, but never praised Fan Qing."

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Lingwu Lord Yu Qingzhao actually doesn't like the name Luofengpo.

She had heard the story of Luofengpo before. At that time, she was not yet the Lord of Lingwu, but just one of the many generals who rebelled against Yongyuan. At that time, she was planning how to conquer the capital of Yongyuan, and one of her subordinates suggested that she could take a detour, pass through Luofengpo, and attack the capital of Yongyuan from behind.

So the Lingwu Lord asked him, "Luofengpo, why is it called this name?"

The subordinate replied, just like the story of the Dragon Abyss in the southernmost Great Wilderness Mountain, these are all stories passed down from ancient times. It is said that an injured phoenix flew all the way with difficulty, and finally died of exhaustion and fell here. The body of the phoenix turned into a tall mountain, and the feathers of the phoenix turned into a dense forest. So this place is a blessed place for most people, but it is a dangerous place of death for women with the phoenix fate.

Lingwu Lord had also deduced that if the royal family ambushed her, this would be the best place, but she still came. On the one hand, it was because she was confident in her army, and on the other hand, this place was already some distance away from Lingwu territory. She did not have the time and energy to move step by step. She went south to attack the royal capital, so due to the limited food and grass, she could only take the shortest route to fight quickly.

After receiving the last supply, Lord Lingwu led his army into Luofeng Mountain.

The mountain road was rugged, so the Lingwu cavalry naturally chose to dismount and walk. The road was easy to walk at first, but soon the steep slope slowed down the army's march. The Lingwu lord looked around with his phoenix eyes, and suddenly raised his hand. The golden flame turned into a sharp sword blade and cut a heavy crossbow arrow from the side into two halves.

"Enemy attack——"

The general in charge of delivering the message shouted loudly, but in an instant the crossbow arrows were like a dense rainstorm, and many soldiers were turned into candied haws before they could react. The Lingwu lord stepped into the air, his bright red dress fluttering in the wind, and the flames turned into a wall that instantly blocked many crossbow arrows; and the Lingwu army also stopped and lined up in the direction of the crossbow arrows, with heavy iron shields forming a torrent of steel.

In the distance, Fan Qing stood solemnly on the top of the mountain, watching this scene silently, and asked:

"Has the Jinyiwei commander Xige arrived?"

The adjutant replied:

"arrive."

Fan Qing waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Then let's fight to the end. Everything will go according to plan. Don't be afraid. You are no worse than the other side."

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I wish you all a Happy New Year! !

I caught a cold on the first day of the Lunar New Year. To be honest, I was a little panicked during the epidemic... If my physical condition allows, I will give you an update tomorrow. I wish you all academic success, career advancement, ten consecutive payouts, and everything goes well in the new year.

34. Ten levels against ten levels

The super-large crossbows built to shoot dragons and giants rumbled and operated, bringing the first trouble to the Lingwu army since they went south. If this was a flat and open area, the Lingwu cavalry could have rushed into the enemy formation after setting up their formation, despite the threat of the crossbows, but now it was impossible. They could only judge the enemy's position first and then fight back with a rain of arrows.

However, the trees were lush and green, and most of the iron arrows were eventually nailed into the strong tree trunks. The crossbows fired by the royal soldiers would cause small-scale casualties one after another. The Lingwu army formation, which was restricted by the mountain road, could not exert its full strength, but the royal family, which had the geographical advantage, could shoot wherever they pointed without thinking.

If it was a normal battle between two armies, the winner would have been decided by now. The disadvantaged army would most likely shout "there is an ambush" and then desperately flee in the direction they came from. If they don't have time to flee, they would shout "then let this young man become famous" before they die, to show that their level is actually higher than the other side, but they can't do anything about it because they were ambushed.

But an army of Lingwu’s level is different.

What arrows cannot reach can be made up for by personal bravery.

The Lingwu lord walked on the wind, with flames swirling around him. Balls of golden flames condensed into slender swords, instantly blasting many crossbows into wreckage. The Lingwu army roared in unison, and the soldiers seized this opportunity and began to rush madly towards the top of the mountain.

After all, the number of crossbows was limited, and the people who operated the crossbows were outside the army and had no way to benefit from the army formation. These crossbows were designed to deal with large creatures, and facing the spiritual warrior lords who were so fast that they left afterimages, the powerful mechanisms seemed useless.

If there were no obstacles, Lord Lingwu would be able to dismantle all the crossbows by himself, but it was obvious that Fan Qing had taken this into consideration when designing this plan. A strange sword energy was heading straight for Lord Lingwu, and a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes and a serious expression stood in front of her.

Lord Lingwu raised his hand and knocked the sword energy away, but the remaining sword energy still cut off a two-story high rock.

Lord Lingwu looked coldly at the person in front of him with his beautiful eyes, stopped destroying the crossbow, and stood solemnly in the wind.

The middle-aged man clasped his fists together and pushed forward, then held his right hand in the air, as if he had drawn a sharp blade from the wind, and stood up to stab the Lingwu lord. The two sides exchanged moves in the air, and the golden sparks and invisible wind blades were like dense high-altitude bombs, destroying the peaceful Luofeng Mountain. At this critical juncture where the Lingwu lord was held up, all the crossbows once again became a terrible threat. The Lingwu army rushed to the high ground regardless of life and death, but was beaten back hundreds of meters.

Lord Lingwu raised his hand, and the flames on his body seemed to sense some kind of resonance and were constantly leaping.

"…Commander of the Royal Guards, Xige."

She told the other person's name and said no more.

The leader of the Jinyiwei among the "one palace and two guards" of the royal family, and one of the top fighters of the royal family. Before the two kings fought for the throne, he was only at the ninth level. After Qingyun's death, half of the sword energy spread into the royal capital, and he successfully ascended to the tenth level. After the tenth level, Xige did not appear in the eyes of the world at the first time. He slowly digested Qingyun's sword intent and consolidated his realm, just to be qualified to stand in front of the Lingwu Lord at this moment.

Facing the Lingwu Lord, Xige loosened his hand, and a pine needle fell from his palm. Just now, he used this pine needle to exchange a move with the Lingwu Lord. This was also what he realized from Qingyun's sword energy: if there is a sword in the heart, then everything in the world can be a sword. This sword is the way of heaven, and this sword is everything.

"The founding king raised a tiger to cause trouble, and finally a monster like you appeared. You have no respect for the royal authority, no respect for hierarchy, no compliance with orders, and no regard for the people's livelihood. In compliance with the decree of the current king, the Lingwu lord is executed at Luofeng Mountain, and all his power in the Lingwu territory is stripped away, and he is returned to Yongtian."

Xige's voice suddenly rose a few notches, and he spoke to all the spiritual warriors present:

"In addition, all Lingwu generals who are willing to serve the royal family can come and surrender. The one with the highest position will become the new Lingwu lord!"

Yu Qingzhao was still wearing her veil, so no one could see the sarcastic smile on her lips.

The Lingwu army ignored Xige's words and continued to charge forward desperately. Many people were seriously injured but still refused to fall down, wanting to block another round of arrows for the people behind them, leaving behind only a corpse full of holes.

The Lingwu Lord raised her hand, and the flames gathered in her palm, condensing into a long sword.

She spoke calmly and slowly:

"This is a scheme devised by the descendants of the Ji family, just as clumsy as their ancestors. It's a pity that the person who was fooled by this trick is already dead, having died in the frozen soil of the Far North a long time ago."

Seemingly unmoved, Sig responded calmly:

"My duty is to announce His Majesty's will, whether it is right or wrong. My mission is to eliminate all those who threaten His Majesty's rule, no matter who they are... Jinyiwei is doing business. Your Majesty gives me a name, and I give you a result."

Strictly speaking, Lingwu Lord is not at the tenth level, but like Lid, she is only one thunderbolt away from the tenth level, so it doesn't matter whether it is counted or not. She can kill a tenth-level giant with a single move. In the move she just exchanged with Sig, Lingwu Lord had no visible scars on her body, but most of Sig's sleeve on his right arm was burned off, and there were many burnt brown wrinkles on his skin.

Even so, Sig did not back down, because his mission was to delay the Lingwu Lord.

The Yongtian army, which had been lying in ambush for a long time, had already begun to throw down a large number of rocks and logs, and with the attack of the super-large crossbow, a large number of Lingwu soldiers were thrown down into the mountain stream. Those soldiers who survived the giants were unmatched in bravery and fighting skills, but now they died in the human civil strife. This might also be a kind of sadness. But at this moment, no one would think about these things. Fan Qing was doing his best to force the Lingwu army into the abyss, and the Lingwu army was also looking for a glimmer of hope in the abyss.

The Lingwu Lord finally moved. She swung her sword and fire rained down from the sky like meteors.

Sig casually broke off a branch and chopped it diagonally with a surging sword energy, causing the golden flame to stagnate for a moment.

If Alayya were present, she would naturally understand that this sword is called Broken Sea.

Mountains have shape, and those who can cut tangible things are splitting mountains.

The sea is invisible; those who can destroy the invisible can cut off the sea.

This was the first two moves that Qingyun had taught Alayya. Perhaps because half of Qingyun's sword energy was distributed to all the warriors in the capital, Xige now also used this move. Unfortunately, compared to Qingyun, his move was still far behind, and he did not break the flame of the spiritual warrior lord, but only made the flame stagnate a little.

The next moment, he suddenly turned around and slashed at the Lingwu army behind him, or more precisely, at the foothold under their feet. The protection of the military formation needs to be set up in order to take effect. In other words, once the foothold is taken away, they will be nothing more than ordinary people with some fighting power.

This sword was named Kaishan, and now it was slashing towards Luofeng Mountain as its name suggested.

Xige's goal was to force Lingwu Lord to rescue her soldiers. The first two sword moves were just what he learned from Qingyun's sword energy, and they were not real killing moves. He had been practicing killing swords all along. Although it was not as sharp as the one that Lid taught Alaiya, it was also a sword technique passed down by successive Jinyiwei and created to protect the royal power. But Lingwu Lord was still too strong, and he needed to wait for an opportunity to attack, otherwise if he failed to strike, Xige himself would be in danger.

Unfortunately, Lord Lingwu glanced at Xige's falling sword energy and remained indifferent.

She swung the sword horizontally, and the sharp sword energy carried the artistic conception of Garberd's so-called "invincible". Sig could only dodge, avoid the sharp edge and then raise the sword to fight back. The Lingwu Lord's move exploded in the royal army, and in an instant, the flames engulfed countless people. This was also the Lingwu Lord's answer - she would not save her soldiers, but if Sig really wanted to play this way, they could see which side died first.

Sig gritted his teeth, and finally chose to switch back to his own swordsmanship and engage in close combat with the Lingwu Lord.

Qingyun's swordsmanship was not born for killing people. Opening mountains, breaking seas, and asking the sky were all like fighting against disasters and protecting the people. This move was open and closed, not suitable for single combat, but not as smooth as the sword that Xige had practiced since he joined the Jinyiwei. He instantly closed the distance between him and the Lingwu Lord, and the Lingwu Lord did not seem to have any intention of avoiding him. The two sides began to counter each other's moves at a very fast speed.

Neither of them used traditional swords, so there was no clanging sound of metal colliding. But whether it was the heavy sword energy wrapped around the half-branch in Sig's hand, or the golden flame symbolizing authority of the Lingwu Lord, they all produced a super-large explosion during the collision, and the soldiers who were close were once involved in it.

Xige lasted seven rounds with Lingwu Lord. In the eighth round, Lingwu Lord slapped his shoulder with a palm, breaking his left shoulder blade. In return, Xige only got a not-so-deep scar on Lingwu Lord's snow-white neck. Blood flowed down Lingwu Lord's neck into her clothes. Her expression did not change from beginning to end.

Xige spat out a mouthful of blood, took a few steps back to steady himself, threw away the branch in his hand, took out a hairpin from his arms and held it in his hand.

Lingwu Lord took a look at the hairpin and wondered why he was wearing a women's hairpin, but he didn't ask any more questions. When the two armies were fighting, every minute and every second was extremely important. She didn't have that much time to chat with Xige, nor did she want to hear about Xige's past.

Jinyiwei Commander, sounds like a bluffing title, in the capital it can stop children from crying at night. But in the eyes of Lingwu Lord, he is just a small role, or in other words, in the tide of the times, except for those few people who have brought her surprise, the rest are just small roles.

She has been walking alone in this world for hundreds of years, just to go south to the capital one day and restore the old mountains and rivers.

Be it Wumi, Fanqing or Xige, how can their decades of life compete with Yuqingzhao's hundred years of hard work?

Who isn't a genius?

Who doesn’t have a story?

They are all geniuses. She has accumulated experience for a longer time than these people. How could she lose?

The Lingwu Lord raised his hand, and the golden flame turned into an immortal phoenix, swooping down from the sky, carrying Sig and smashing to the ground.

35.Rebirth from the ashes

At the moment when Xige fell to the ground, the old general of the royal family, Fan Qing, exhaled, fanned his chest with his straw fan, and said with a smile:

"You did a great job, Sig. In the future, they will laugh at your blind loyalty. You have worked your whole life for the king, but the biggest reward you have ever received is the hairpin he plucked from the concubine's head when he was young. But I won't laugh at you. After all, you have touched a hairpin that is close to a woman's body. This makes you better than me."

After he finished speaking, Fan Qing looked at the deputy generals beside him - not the ones who followed him when he was arranging the troops, but a few unfamiliar faces that the other soldiers had never seen. Fan Qing always looked like he could get along with everyone, so many people thought that he treated every general equally, but in fact, it was not the case. As the most senior general in Yongtian Kingdom, he still had many of his own confidants.

Fan Qing looked at those people kindly and said:

"Is everything ready?"

One of the generals replied:

"It has already been secretly arranged."

Fan Qing smiled and said:

"That's good. Today I will teach you the last point that I didn't write in the military manual. This section is called the Duizi Tactics. The soldiers of Lingwu are very powerful because they have hundreds of years of heritage. I told our soldiers that you are no worse than them, but you can imagine how there is no gap. If Your Majesty handed all the guards to me, this battle might still be fought, but this army is formed by the old and the new, and the real fighters have been diluted, lacking the strength to fight on the front battlefield. Since ancient times, the use of troops is based on the right, not the strange. If you can't win on the front battlefield, what can you do with a few crossbows?"

Fan Qing looked down at the fighting troops from a high position. When he looked at Lingwu's army, there was obviously some admiration in his eyes. Many armies can make soldiers fearless, but this kind of "fearlessness" itself is also different. Most armies promise huge benefits to poor soldiers, so that they rush forward desperately under the temptation of wealth. But this kind of charge is mostly disorderly. Imagine that the soldiers have lost their minds. Naturally, there is no coordination between each other. The only thing in their minds is to rush.

It is difficult to keep the army rational and fearless at the same time.

It is as difficult as ascending to heaven. Because normal people, when awake, must have an instinctive fear of death and pain.

But the soldiers of Lingwu can do it, because they are driven by honor, they firmly believe that everything they do is right, and firmly believe that the Lord of Lingwu is their unique monarch. They believe in the judgment of the Lord of Lingwu, which cannot be achieved by simple brainwashing, but must be because the Lord of Lingwu has proved himself right time and time again, and accumulated infinite prestige in the process.

Lingwu's army is very strong, and anyone can see that.

The royal family's new army, together with the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, still has little chance of winning.

So one night, Fan Qing made a decision.

He wanted to give up Luofeng Mountain, give up this new army that was so promising, and even... give up his own life.

Only in this way can the royal family gain a glimmer of hope.

The golden fire phoenix fell to the ground with Sig in its mouth, and the Spiritual Martial Lord immediately frowned. It was not because the force of this attack was not enough, but on the contrary, it was because the flame explosion phenomenon produced by this attack was far beyond her expectations. At that moment, the Spiritual Martial Lord suddenly realized something, quickly landed on the ground, and stretched out his hand to press on a tree.

She withdrew her hand, and there was a layer of sticky grease on her palm.

As the cold wind blew, the flames began to spread rapidly, and the entire Luofeng Mountain Range became a sea of ​​fire.

If the fire continues at this rate, it will be the largest forest fire in the history of Yongtian Kingdom. The troops still in the mountains, whether they are Lingwu soldiers or Yongtian's new army, will most likely be killed. The speed of forest fire can reach tens of kilometers per hour, far exceeding the marching speed of soldiers in the jungle. In addition, Fan Qing arranged people to set fires at multiple locations at the same time in advance, and the fire is now getting out of control.

The Lingwu Lord rose high into the sky again, trying to control the fire by himself, but the next moment he caught a glimpse of Sig from the corner of his eye. He was holding a half-broken branch in his hand, looking up at the Lingwu Lord from bottom to top. The branch in his hand was surrounded by a heavy sword energy, and his whole body was in a posture of gathering strength before drawing the sword.

Those eyes were full of determination.

The next moment, Xige swung his sword from bottom to top and said softly:

"Ask the sky."

This move was very different from the one used by Qingyun, but his expression of fearless death was similar to Qingyun's. The sword energy that was enough to shake the heaven and earth surged out, almost engulfing the Lingwu Lord, and even stopped the howling north wind. The fire spread further, and the new army of Yongtian Kingdom didn't know what happened and fell into a panic. They looked around for their generals, and the generals reported to the higher levels. Everyone was waiting for the highest leader here, Fan Qing, to make a decision, but at this moment, except for Fan Qing's confidants, no one could find Fan Qing.

The soldiers of Lingwu also noticed something was wrong. Although they did not panic, they stopped charging to the top of the mountain. There was also a fire burning there, so it was meaningless to charge up there. They were waiting for the order from the Lord of Lingwu, and many soldiers had died in the raging fire while waiting.