Somewhere in the Northern Territory.
"Is it finally here?"
Master Zhuang looked at the convoy of carriages approaching from afar, walked out of the cave, and quietly approached the convoy.
The guards accompanying the convoy realized something was wrong and fell asleep before they could confirm each other.
"Boom!" The carriage house was torn apart, wooden slats and wooden boards flying out in all directions.
The man on the carriage got off. He covered his right shoulder and looked at Master Zhuang in front of him with a solemn expression.
"Long time no see, Youhou! The last time we met was the last time!" Master Zhuang greeted him warmly as if he had really seen an old friend.
You Hou knew that the other party's attempt to cut him off was definitely up to no good, otherwise what would be the point of making the people accompanying him drowsy? What's more, I am a pure useless person now. I can't beat him anyway, so I won't resist at all.
"Isn't this the Master Zhuang I met last time? I wonder what Master Zhuang wants someone to do by going to war like this?"
"Youhou is joking!" Master Zhuang laughed loudly, "Some things, what you see with your eyes, may not be true! How does Youhou know that it is me who is making a big move and not you?"
Youhou's eyes were dazed for a moment, but the pain from the wound made him wake up instantly. He looked at Master Zhuang with more vigilance.
When Zhuang Zhenren saw that the surprise attack failed, he was no longer polite to him and slapped him unconscious.
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"The North has been lost! Big news!"
"The entire northern territory has fallen!"
"I don't know whether Marquis Yan is alive or dead! General Qin was seriously injured and fell to the ground!"
"Run quickly! The people from the Northern Territory are coming to kill you!"
Mr. Xing gradually fell into deep thought as he looked at the people in front of him who were telling each other the news and then running for their lives.
"Sir, why don't we retreat?" The boy felt scared when he saw that these people in front of him seemed to be possessed.
"Why retreat?" Mr. Xing still looked indifferent.
"People from the Northern Territory have invaded. Those of us who are studying agriculture should follow. The overall situation has been decided. We can't change anything if we go." The boy is really going to collapse. Isn't it good to hoe the ground at home? Go to the land of right and wrong.
"Yu'er." Mr. Xing pulled the boy aside.
"Sir, let me tell you a story!"
"What story?" The boy was completely confused. Isn't now the time to run for his life? Why are you still telling stories?
"Haven't you always wanted to know how Qin fell? I'll tell you today."
"Ah! Sir, please tell me!" The boy's eyes suddenly lit up, and he threw away his worries.
"There is a small road here, let's talk as we walk." Mr. Xing took the boy and turned left and right into a small road.
"It was the Crusaders from the Western Regions who destroyed Qin back then!"
"Crusader? Western Regions?" This amount of information is suddenly a bit rich! The boy didn't react for a moment.
"The ancient continent is divided into three regions, east, middle and west. The cold wind blows in the northern region, which makes people's hearts fall." Mr. Xing led the boy forward and asked back: "Yu'er, do you think we are the most powerful in the eastern region?" Which force is it?”
"Well...Xingtan...and the Academy."
"What if I insist on saying one?"
"School Palace!"
"Why?"
"Because Xingtan is basically all Confucian disciples, but the academy can accommodate hundreds of schools. Because of this, the academy has the richest heritage. Besides, Yu'er also heard that sometimes people from the Central Region come to the academy. I went to the palace to study. But it has almost disappeared in the past ten years."
"Yes!" Hangu was sealed by the wise man. No one can go out from there, and no one can come back from there. Although Mr. Xing knew about this, he didn't say it.
"The Crusaders' coveting of the Eastern Territory may not only be as simple as the vast land and rich resources of the Eastern Territory, but they may also be interested in the Eastern Territory's heritage!"
"But sir, why did you tell Yu'er at this time?"
"Hahaha!" Mr. Xing laughed. This laughter was obviously incompatible with the panic atmosphere outside. "Ten years ago, there was a strong man who was doing the same thing we are doing now!"
"What's up?"
"Go against the fleeing crowd and head towards the direction of the enemy. I hope to use my actions to protect the safety of those behind me." Mr. Xing walked and saw that the road ahead opened up, so he let go of the boy's hand. Let him go on his own.
"It's a pity that we are not as good as him, he is a legend worth a thousand!" The boy silently followed Mr. sprout.
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"Ah!" A black shadow hit the city wall heavily, leaving scars all over his body.
He really couldn't move and felt that it was getting harder and harder to breathe.
"This is the end of General Qin! A lot of people haven't realized it yet, so that's it!" Zuo Hou looked up to the sky and smiled, he won!
Did he win? No! Not at all, a majestic snow dragon hovered in the sky and let out a deafening roar.
"You seem to be very happy?" Yan Hou waved his spear and directed the snow dragon to charge towards Zuo Hou.
Zuo Hou was confused and wanted to hold down the dragon's head, but was knocked several feet away by the snow dragon.
"Yanhou, you are crazy!" Zuohou knew very well that such a powerful attack move could not be used instantly or multiple times.
Because this move is overdrawing your mind, and even more so, your life!
"The North has fallen. What does it matter if I'm crazy or not?" The snow dragon soared up and plunged into the Northern Army. The divine dragon swung its tail. Many warriors in the Northern Territory couldn't avoid it and were swept away by the snow dragon.
"Yanhou, how dare you?" Seeing the scene in front of him, Zuohou was not only angry, but also shocked.
Against generals, soldiers against soldiers, these are the basic unspoken rules of battle. Especially experts like them cannot interfere in the lives and lives of soldiers casually. Because once one party breaks the rules, the entire structure of the battle changes. You will be able to massacre soldiers at will, and the soldiers will be unable to resist. The consequences of this are: harming the people.
Why does it harm the people? Once the soldiers are massacred, even if the war ceases, without a large amount of labor force, it will be difficult for both countries to recover. At that time, there might be unreasonable leaders who, in their eagerness for success, might take drastic actions, which would only hurt the people.
War is a continuation of politics. Its occurrence and continuation depend on the leaders' ideas and popular public opinion. At present, Marquis Yan is slaughtering the Northern Territory army wantonly, which means that the Northern Territory army can be completely merciless and kill them all like locusts.
Faced with Zuo Hou's question, Yan Hou just turned away from his usual majesty and spat directly: "Are you blind? Didn't you see how many houses came behind me and how many defenseless bodies there were?"
"It's all about killing anyway, why don't I give you a legitimate excuse - see how good I am to you, but now I'll recoup some of the cost."
"Yan Hou!" Zuo Hou couldn't bear it anymore and punched him. Yan Hou was not willing to be outdone and faced him with a gun.
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City head.
A stick and two knives collided together, and then their masters flew back in the direction they came from.
Lao Mumu fell to his knees and spat out another mouthful of blood, looking like he really couldn't hold on any longer.
Mo Qianji's body was also covered with colorful decorations, and he was struggling to stand with a long stick on the ground.
Even Da Ming couldn't stand still, swaying and breathing heavily. I don’t know why the leather jacket changed its color a long time ago.
Da Ming stared at the two people for a while, making sure that they could not pounce suddenly, and then focused on Zuo Hou.
At this time, Zuo Hou was angry because of Yan Hou's indiscriminate killing. It was so refreshing when the two of them started fighting. Daming really didn't expect Yanhou to be able to exert such power. This was something Daming didn't expect.
At this time, Yanhou and Zuohou were fighting fiercely. Lao Mumu and Mo Qianji next to them were seriously injured and would not be able to survive for a while. Daming thought of a trick: a sneak attack from behind.
Da Ming secretly gathered his sword energy and struck at Yan Hou's back. Marquis Yan was entangled and unable to turn around to resist. At this time, just as Yan Hou was about to be hit by a knife, a bloody shadow jumped up from the ground and stood between the knife and Yan Hou, letting the white blade pass through his chest and dye it red.
"General Qin!" The two people on the top of the city witnessed the tragedy before they could recover. Marquis Yan, who was fighting, realized something was wrong, summoned the snow dragon to protect him and jumped out of the battle. When he turned around, he saw the body of General Qin hanging on the life-saving knife.
"No!" Yan Hou was distraught, "Da Ming! You die!" Yan Hou provoked the snow dragon and swept towards Da Ming. Da Ming was about to kill the dragon with one strike, but a golden light jumped out from the snow dragon's head.
The holy meaning of Confucianism!
This Confucianism's holy will came too suddenly, and Da Ming had no time to resist it. A mouthful of blood spurted out into the air, and then his body hit the city wall heavily, losing his combat effectiveness.
"Die!" Marquis Yan was only focused on revenge, but he forgot about Marquis Zuo behind him, who slapped him on the back. The body that was holding on for dear life finally collapsed.
"Withdraw your troops!" Zuo Hou jumped onto the city wall and saved his life. He turned around and gave the order and fled in a hurry, fearing that these East Region masters who were already paralyzed on the ground would suddenly retaliate.
"Damn it! Stay for me, stay..." Marquis Yan stretched out his weak arms towards Zuo Marquis, his vision became increasingly blurred and gradually turned into darkness.
As the sun sets in the west, Geisha is like blood.
This battle ended with a loss for both sides.
In the Northern Territory: Youhou had his arm cut off by Marquis Yan and had to return to the royal court; Da Ming was overworked and was seriously injured as a result of a sneak attack by Confucianism's Holy Will.
In the Eastern Region: General Qin blocked the sword for Marquis Yan and died at the hands of fate; Marquis Yan severely overstretched his body and his life or death was uncertain; Lao Mumu was seriously injured; although Mo Qianji was capable of fighting, his injuries were serious.
Soldiers on both sides suffered numerous casualties, and countless unarmed Yan people were massacred in the northern region.
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Eastern Region, Xingtan.
"Have you finally reached that point?" The saint looked at an apricot tree not far away and confirmed that its luck had indeed decreased.
"Don't go crazy in the Northern Territory!" The saint picked up the tattered bamboo slips, "Old man, I still want to read the classics for a while!"
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The eastern region is Sophora Valley and the northern border of Chu State.
The two old men opened their eyes at the same time and said at the same time:
"Trouble!"
