SFS Chapter 771 Going to Yanjing to avenge blood
Chapter 771 Going to Yanjing to avenge blood
Chapter 771 Going to Yanjing to avenge blood
"Peerless killing array!" Duan Sect Master's face changed drastically!
"Master Li is dead, it was not Master Li who issued the order just now, but Lin Su!"
"Lin Su, I'm the eighteenth generation of your ancestors..."
"Ah!" There was a scream in the air, but a group of practitioners wanted to escape, but unfortunately, the killing array was completed!
They became the first victims...
60 troops gathered in a radius of [-] miles. Now that they have been surrounded by a killing array, their fate is already doomed...
Let's talk about the south bank of the Jinjiang River...
Li Xiaotian swung the banner in his hand: "The formation on the north bank has been completed, cross the Jinjiang River!"
The Flying Dragon Corps, Qinglong White Tiger Corps, which had already been ready to go, roared in unison: "Cross the Jinjiang River, take over the old land!"
But at this moment, above the restaurant in Pingyao City, the two young masters looked at the golden light in Jiangbei from afar, with strange expressions on their faces.
Wu Yu murmured: "Peerless killing array! It was still made by him!"
The young man in purple smiled slightly: "Lin Su, let's just fight between you and me tonight. It is indeed heroic for you to take in an army of 60. But look at my "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", what will happen to your flying dragon army?" !"
With a bang, an ancient picture scroll flew out, and once it came out, it covered thousands of miles of rivers and mountains on the south bank of the Jinjiang River!
The Flying Dragon Corps and the Azure Dragon and White Tiger Corps who had already arrived by the river were startled at the same time...
In front of them is not the rolling water of the Jinjiang River, but an incomparably tall snow mountain!
On top of the snow mountain, there is an avalanche!
The rumbling snow was rushing like a spring tide, covering the sky and covering the ground. The first group of troops was involved in the white snow, and one by one rolled over, and the soldiers were all turned into bones...
Li Qingquan was shocked: "The supernatural powers of the painting world! Back!"
With a bang, the Azure Dragon Legion, which was only one step away from the oncoming avalanche, retreated sharply, but more than ten people were still covered in snow and turned into bones on the ground.
With a bang, the top of the mountain was like a spring thunder, and the snow on the entire mountain turned into heavy snow at the same time, fluttering, and there was nothing else in the world except white snow...
At this moment, Li Xiaotian shouted loudly: "Resist the formation, Qi!"
With a chirping sound, a golden thread traversed hundreds of miles away, and a golden net appeared out of thin air, and heavy snow floated on the golden net, completely dissolving into nothingness...
The young man in purple stared at the golden line in the picture scroll, his expression changed: "There is another set of refusal formations, which can be applied in the picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains?"
Before he finished speaking, the ancient scroll in his hand suddenly trembled violently, and the golden light seemed to come out of the painting, and the painting seemed to be shattered.
"Not good! Let's go!"
The purple-clothed young master's painting suddenly rolled up and flew into the sky.
On the side of the Jinjiang River, the moon is white and the wind is clear.
The terrifying scene just now was like a dream, but Li Qingquan and Li Xiaotian looked at each other, still shocked...
Hundreds of bones fell on the ground!
This is the heavy loss caused by the painting just now!
If it weren't for the refusal, the entire flying dragon army, including themselves, would all be dead!
cross the river!
Thousands of Miles Shuttle Cloud surfaced, and a hundred thousand troops crossed the river...
By the time they all crossed the river, the peerless killing array had already come to an end...
Of the army of 60 people of all kinds, only 60 sets of blood clothes are left, no matter if they are top masters on the way of cultivation, or geniuses in literature, whether they are soldiers or commanders, they are all gone.
Lin Su and An Ye fell from the sky, and greeted the cheers of the crowd. After the cheers, a piece of news made the smile disappear from Lin Su's face...
"Drawing Tao supernatural powers? The power has reached such a level?" Lin Su frowned deeply.
"This painting is definitely not a painting of the literary world! It can only be a painting of a quasi-sage!" Li Xiaotian said: "If brother Lin hadn't passed down the 'rejection' three days ago, the Flying Dragon Corps might have encountered an unprecedented catastrophe today!"
Li Qingquan said: "Brother, you passed the refusal order three days ago, could it be that someone will steal the camp when you leave the camp?"
Lin Su shook his head slowly: "It's not a last resort, it's just a precautionary measure!"
"The matter has passed!" Bi Xuanji said: "Although our army suffered battle losses, fortunately there were not many. The overall situation of the Northern Expedition has been decided, but it is a joyful moment. Everyone is happy, don't be so heavy."
Lin Su sighed: "Where can the souls ask the fishermen and woodcutters in the battle map of the northern country? With Lord Mo asking about the feudal marquis, everything will be destroyed in the first battle...His Royal Highness Jin!"
Li Qingquan stepped forward: "Brother, what are your orders?"
"On the day when the Northern Expedition was completed, you built a monument in Yanjing and entered the list of soldiers who died in the Northern Expedition one by one, so that their spirits will stay in the Northern Territory forever!"
"Yes!" Li Qingquan said.
Du Yuting said: "My lord's action, the martyrs under the nine springs will surely rest in peace. Our soldiers who went on expeditions to foreign lands, thank you on behalf of our former comrades-in-arms!"
"Thank you, sir!" All the lieutenants bowed in unison.
As soldiers, it seems their destiny to die in battle.
What can they leave behind?
Maybe there is only one famous name!
The name of a hero is engraved on the monument, and it will be admired by thousands of people through the ages. This is what the soldiers look forward to the most. However, how did the soldiers before have this kind of treatment?The status of a soldier is inherently low, and after death, a few taels of pensions can be sent to the hands of the family to burn the incense. Do you still count on this?
As for Lin Su, how could they not be moved by directly mentioning the status of a martyr to the sacred realm?
This Northern Expedition, no matter how many turmoil is ahead, no matter how long they can live, they will fight!
"Tomorrow, go to Yanjing!" Lin Su glanced at the faces of the generals: "Today, have a good rest!"
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It was late at night, and Lin Su was lying in the barracks, sitting on the edge of the bed in the dark night, her eyes were quite strange: "As soon as Xianggong entered the battlefield, the whole army was completely convinced. You have a family-like care for the soldiers."
This is probably the consensus of all those who followed Lin Su into the battlefield.
Lin Su's concern for soldiers is truly from the heart, reflected in every branch and leaf...
In the face of danger, he would not use soldiers as cannon fodder. He would rather try it himself. For example, the Battle of Yanmen Pass a few days ago, for example, the "Lonely Commander's Night Attack" happened just now, all of which reflected this point.
The soldier died, and he did not hesitate to stand on the cusp of the storm, fighting the biggest taboo in the world, and fighting for pensions for the soldiers.
During this Northern Expedition, until now, the enemy has wiped out millions, while the Flying Dragon Corps has lost only a few thousand. Even with such a bizarre loss ratio, he is still heartbroken, and he still wants to build a monument to commemorate the dead. stay in the north.
All over the world, in the thousands of years of war history, there are some invincible and invincible commanders after all.
But it can be said that there is no other commander who cares so much for his soldiers.
The heart can warm the heart.
It is not without reason that soldiers like him and respect him.
Lin Su said: "Maybe the blood of the generals is shed in my bones. The ten generations of generals of the Lin family have been suppressed by civil officials everywhere. I can empathize with the suffering of the soldiers more than anyone else."
When speaking of these words, Lin Su raised his eyes and stared at the sky.
The sky is bright and the moon is like a cover, vast and boundless.
He seemed to be looking at this world, this physical father Dingnanhou.
He seemed to see the world he once stayed in outside of this world. In that world, there is a monument to the people's heroes. The stone on the monument is just granite, but the heroic spirit inherited on it has inspired generations of people to give up their lives. Live and die.
If a place wants to have long-term peace and stability, the Wei and Jin Dynasties with light robes and long sleeves and reciting poems and poems will not last long. It is necessary to build a consensus, and there must be a spirit standing there.
The northern border, the land of the old Jin Dynasty, is full of catkins, and it is also a ravaged land. It needs a spiritual totem, so that this dragon army can stick to the Lingding Ocean, so that the panic beach will no longer be panic!
An Ye's voice came from next to my ear: "Master, what do you think of the Wen Dao master who made a move in the south of the Yangtze River today?"
"Nine out of ten are paintings of the Holy Family!"
In fact, this answer is almost the standard answer...
At least, Li Qingquan, Li Xiaotian, and Bi Xuanji all felt that this was the standard answer...
Several entanglements in the four towns in the north, during the several battles of the Northern Expedition, Huasheng Shengjia has been among them...
A painting appeared today, suspected to be a quasi-sage painting, which almost destroyed the Flying Dragon Army and the Qinglong White Tiger Army. Who would it be if it wasn't the painting of the Holy Family?
However, no one has extended on this topic.
No one even mentioned it in front of Lin Su.
Just because of one thing, they didn't want to provoke Lin Su, they were worried that Lin Su would attack Hua Sheng Sheng's family, thus making the hostile relationship between the two parties irreconcilable.
The Holy Family, no small matter.
Not to mention that its own strength is comparable to that of a country.
They are also relatives of the Temple.
Their ancestor, Huasheng, was directly the highest level of the temple.
Lin Su's current method can roughly go sideways in the world, but there are also a few taboos that must not be touched, one of which is not to kill the Holy Family.
The partners knew this and didn't want to provoke Lin Su.
An Ye also knows this, and she doesn't want to provoke Lin Su, but she knows that Lin Su can understand things that everyone can understand. It doesn't matter whether you stimulate or not. He'll still do it.
She wanted to know what Xianggong really thought.
So I asked, "Then what do you do?"
Lin Sudao: "The Huasheng Shengjia is different from the Valley of the Beasts. I can't directly destroy it with the peerless killing array, but since they provoke repeatedly, I have to respond!"
Hearing the first half sentence, An Ye felt a little more relaxed.
But when she heard the second half of the sentence, her hand suddenly turned up and grabbed Lin Su's hand.
"What? Are you worried that I will bring the matter to a point where I can't end it?" Lin Su held her back.
An Ye sighed softly: "My husband has always been impeccable in his actions. You know better than anyone else what you can do and what you can't do... But as long as you have this revenge in your heart, the situation will escalate step by step. In the end, there is a possibility that no one can close the field."
"You understand this, and I understand it too, but Huasheng Shengjia doesn't understand it, so after this matter is over, I have to remind them... come!" Gently pulled An Ye to the bed to sleep.
An Ye shook his head: "No!"
"We still have to fight tomorrow, why don't you rest?"
"I'm in your bed, do you still want to rest?..." An Ye blushed and gave him a look: "Please, sir, look around, this is a military camp, if you don't make a name for yourself every day, don't worry about those opponents The generals you admire infinitely, follow you and learn from you?"
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Yanjing!
Now it's called Xuntai!
What is Xun?Wanton ocean!
This is Emperor Dayu Li Chi's compliment to King Zhou Kuohai of Jin. What is the compliment?Straightforward temperament, daring to think and act, like the ocean, venting thousands of miles.
The word leaking thousands of miles is quite positive when used in terms of temperament.
Used in the attitude of life, comfortable.
However, at this moment, Zhou Kuohai felt another not-so-positive meaning of this word: a military spillover!
He was terrified, yes, ever since he heard the sad news that all the 60 troops on the north bank had died in the peerless killing array, he, the super fierce man who used to dare to press the queen of Jin on the dragon chair, became terrified!
The day before, the minister of the Ministry of War came in person, and the army gathered on the north bank. Every day, countless masters came to vote, and every day he was inflated. Today, like a strong wind, the flowers withered and the leaves flew, leaving behind a lonely platform , feeling the boundless wind and rain that is coming...
"Elder, the only solution now is the Holy Family. I implore the elders to reverse the situation!" Zhou Kuohai cupped his fists and bowed deeply.
In front of him was an old man with a long beard. This old man was gentle, just like Gao Xian in the painting.
When he came to the palace a few days ago, there was a gentle smile on his face at all times, but after this earth-shattering news came, the smile on his face disappeared, and he looked at the sky for a long time, like a sculpture ...
The elder slowly lowered his head and looked quietly at Zhou Kuohai in front of him: "My lord, the situation has changed."
Zhou Kuohai's heart skipped a beat: "The elder refers to..."
The elder said: "The Holy Family originally thought that this war was just a simple invasion of the Great Cang, and that the Great Cang lost its morality. The Holy Family took the responsibility of inheriting the Holy Way, and it was also their duty to restore the orthodox. However, from the current situation It seems that this is not the case, this is clearly the battle for the restoration of the old Jin prince! This three thousand miles of land was originally taken from Jin, and now the old Jin wants to claim it back. It is difficult to determine who is orthodox, so the Patriarch has already ordered, The Holy Family will go ashore and watch!"
As soon as the voice fell, there was a streak of light, no, dozens of streaks!
All the people who painted the Holy Family in the whole city, withdraw at the same time!
Zhou Kuohai sat down on the chair, bone-chilling...
The words of the Holy Family make perfect sense!
The Holy Family is not a dynasty, and it has always been a practice for the Holy Family not to intervene in royal hegemony!
But the Holy Family takes the inheritance of the Holy Way as its responsibility, upholds justice, and supports orthodoxy. What is orthodoxy?The homeland of three thousand miles in the old Jin Dynasty has been included in Dasumi for 15 years, while Dacang has never actually occupied it for a day. Comparing the two, Dasumi obviously has a more orthodox status.
Therefore, it makes sense for the Holy Family to intervene when the Great Cang invaded this land.
However, the situation has changed now, Da Cang is not invading, but the old Jin prince returning to the country!
In this land, you Osumi is bigger than Cang, occupying an orthodox position.
However, this piece of land was snatched by you Dayu from the old Jin Dynasty. Compared with the original owner, you have lost your orthodox status.
Therefore, the Holy Family made strategic adjustments and stopped intervening!
Reasons are round, and those who are round are all reasonable.
The holy way is also round, and all the heroes in the world are "choose the one that is beneficial"!
Did you only find out today that the leader of the painting is the old Jin prince?
You clearly sensed the crisis and retreated bravely!
You quit, what should I do?
The wasteland army is gone...
The Northern Plains Legion is gone...
The Minister of War is gone...
The painting of the Holy Family has been withdrawn...
On the homeland of the old Jin Dynasty, the top leaders of more than two hundred sects have all disappeared...
Where is my life-saving straw?
There is only one generation of hero Li Chi!
His message has been sent to Li Chi, but there is no response...
The sadness in Zhou Kuohai's heart is surging in the night sky. Your Majesty, have you given up on me too?
In fact, he was wrong!
Li Chi really didn't want to give up on him!
He sat in the deepest part of the study, his face twisted under the night pearl, and he even twitched a little...
"Your Majesty! Lin Su entered the Northern Territory. The momentum...the momentum is really unstoppable! The old minister thinks...abandoning the old Jin Dynasty is a better long-term plan." Prime Minister Wang Qunshui knelt in front of the desk, trembling...
With a whoosh, Li Chi stood up, and a pile of memorials crashed down on the imperial desk.
Prime Minister Wang Qunshui and first-rank doctor Du Ruxin bowed down at the same time, their faces turned pale.
Li Chi took a deep breath: "It took me ten years to win the four kingdoms of Lu, Chu, Han and Jin. The southern expedition has already started, and the great cause of the future is only a short distance away. A little Lin Su wants to force the widow to take a big step back?"
In the study room, his roar was stirring, and the two first-rank officials below were all pale. How can a generation of heroes be defeated?
Any order he issued would be earth-shattering!
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No matter how long the night is, it will pass.
In the early morning sunshine, the Flying Dragon Army ushered in the final chapter of their Northern Expedition.
Yes, in their feeling, today is the end of the Northern Expedition.
The real decisive battle was actually yesterday.
With the 60 troops on the north shore wiped out, the war has come to an end.
Although there is still a Yanjing (Dasumi called Xuntai) that has not yet fallen, how can a mere former imperial city with tens of thousands of troops defending the city stop the flying dragon army that sweeps away millions of troops like a rolling mat?
The army started, and Yanjing was thirty miles away.
The sun is already at the top, and the ancient city of Yanjing is bathed in the sun. The Zhongshan Mountain on its left, like a giant bell, is about to play the eternal heroic sound.
Above the head of Yanjing city, the city guard general stared at the flying dragon army that was approaching step by step, and looked at the three people directly in front of the flying dragon army, his eyelids trembling desperately.
He knew who the three were.
The one in the middle wearing the king's uniform is King Jin granted by Da Cang, the former Seventh Prince of the Jin Dynasty. The latter identity is even more difficult than the former one, because this identity represents the righteousness of sending troops, and because of this righteousness, Xun The most powerful backing of the stage: Huasheng Shengjia withdrew last night-from his point of view, he can only understand so much.
On the right is Li Xiaotian, the Flying General of Dragon City, who is dressed in a handsome uniform. He is also the most famous frontier war god in the entire Dayu Army. Anyone who meets him will feel very troublesome, and no general dares to despise him when he is mentioned.
Of these two people, one has the righteousness in terms of status, and the other has the mighty power in the art of war.
They are all roles that the Osumi Army should not ignore.
However, they are not the protagonists today.
The real protagonist is the white robe on the left.
The "white robe" in "green blood and yellow sand in the pot, from now on thousands of troops will avoid white robes"!
Lin Su!
Famous throughout the world for his writing, he replaced Emperor Dacang with his wisdom, but shocked Lin Su, the uncrowned god of war in the north, with his art of war!
Lin Su used to conquer the four towns with [-] remnant soldiers, causing a great uproar in Dayu, and left behind the battlefield legend of "thousands of soldiers avoiding white robes" (By the way, Huo Qi's "White Robe Poem" was " "Forbidden Poetry"—as long as it is circulated, it will be punished with "disrupting the morale of the army". It is also an anecdote through the ages that the poems are mixed to this extent.)
But this time, he led an army of [-] flying dragons to fight for three thousand miles. In just seven days, he wiped out the Wasteland Wolf Corps, destroyed the Beiyuan Army Corps, broke the Yanmen Gate, and punished the Beast Valley. Block and kill Buddha.
Everyone originally thought that the defense line on the north bank of the Jinjiang River would drag this battlefield killing god into a protracted war, but just yesterday, in just an hour, all the fighters who could fight in the old Jinjiang old place gathered, and almost fell flat in one fell swoop.
When the bad news reached Xuntai, the city guard general had actually collapsed.
As the city guard of the king's capital, and as a general in a hundred battles, even though his nerves are as strong as a thousand-year-old bamboo, he cannot stand such a test...
His subordinates, all of them looked like men, guarding the top of the city with arrogance, but if you take a closer look, you can find that their legs are trembling all the time. dripping dripping...
The army approached step by step.
Li Qingquan raised his eyes and looked at Yanjing, just one glance, full of endless thoughts.
"Brother!" A voice came from behind: "It's a complicated feeling, isn't it?"
Li Qingquan let out a long breath, and whispered softly: "The carved railings and jade bricks should still be there, but Zhu Yan changed..."
Lin Su was also filled with emotions when he heard this familiar line.
Comrade Di Lao Li, a generation word in another world, have you ever thought that your eternal nouns have another interpretation in this world?
Li Xiaotian waved his hand lightly: ""The Art of War 36 Strategies" "Cultivate the plank road brightly, cross the old warehouse secretly"!"
The holy way flashed, and a passage appeared in the city wall...
With a bang, the army entered the city!
In the final battle, Lin Su didn't make a move!
The city gate is wide open, Lin Su and Li Qingquan enter side by side, Bi Xuanji and An Ye follow side by side, stepping through the familiar imperial city, with thousands of thoughts, step by step... Go home!
The three big characters of the old Jin Palace and Jin Palace have been taken off, and the Qinglong and White Tiger Legion has controlled the entrance, standing at the door and bowing to greet them.
Li Qingquan stepped on it, and Jin Wang Mansion, the golden signboard bestowed by Emperor Dayu, was turned into powder, and it went through its short life.
On both sides of the road ahead, corpses were strewn all over the place.
Blood was spilled on the palace walls of the past, and the remnants of the battle inside are still there.
Bi Xuanji's figure flickered, and soon, the subsequent fighting stopped.
A passage leads directly to the highest palace.
This palace is the Zhengde Hall of the former Jin Dynasty.
But now, it has been changed into a government affairs hall.
"Zhou Kuohai is inside!" A blue dragon leader said with a bow.
"Okay! You stay here, and I will finish it with my own hands!" Li Qingquan's eyes sparkled, and he pushed open the gate of Zhengde Palace.
The long Zhengde Hall is empty and boundless.
There is only one person, sitting at the end of the golden hall. Of course he is not sitting on a dragon chair, but this chair is not much smaller than the old dragon chair, and the material is Beihai ten thousand year crystal jade, which is better than the old dragon chair. .
Zhou Kuohai was only in his 50s, he was born in generals and martial arts, he was in the prime of life at this age, but at this moment, his hair was messed up, his face was haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, and a sense of madness rushed to his face.
Seeing Li Qingquan who was walking slowly, Zhou Kuohai's face twitched slightly: "I have no regrets! I deeply regret that I left you as a bastard back then! There is only today's catastrophe!"
"Gu can tell you a lot of things about karma, but I'm too lazy to say it, just one sentence is enough!" Li Qingquan stepped on the last step and met Zhou Kuohai face to face.
"What?"
Li Qingquan said: "You, Ling Chi Qiandao, you are alone! No one of your children, your nine clans will be left alone!"
"Li's child!" Zhou Kuohai stood up, raised his hand, and the king's seal in his palm was lifted up, and a loud cry resounded throughout the world: "Lonely in Xuntai for a day, alone is the king!"
The king's seal also suddenly rose in Li Qingquan's hand, and he shouted loudly: "Standing on the homeland of the Jin Dynasty, with the blood of the Jin emperor in his body, and with the heart of the Jin Dynasty, alone, he is the king!"
All together, the whole palace shook!
The Wang Yin in Li Qingquan's hands is shining for thousands of miles, rushing out of the palace, out of Yanjing, and covering thousands of miles away...
The king's seal in Zhou Kuohai's hand shattered into pieces with a click...
(End of this chapter)