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Chapter 212: The Sword Madman Enters the Jianghu

Pojun took the letter in his hand and was about to open it.

Then she paused, stood up, and looked in the bronze mirror, seeing herself dressed in brocade and smelling of powder. So she put down the letter, took a bath, burned incense, washed her hands, and put on the cloth clothes she wore when they met.

I lit a stick of agarwood in front and played a tune on the piano.

Only then can you reopen the letter.

[Mr. Pojun, I hope you are well. 】

Pojun's solemn expression could no longer be held tight, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly and then suppressed.

He raised it again, then pressed it down, clenched his fist, and coughed against his lips.

"I am Po Jun, the most talented military advisor of the Po Jun school in the past eight hundred years."

"You can't do that. You can't do that."

Pojun took a deep breath and then looked carefully.

[… Even in the midst of hardship, I still think of you all the time]

The genius military strategist Pojun curled up the corners of his mouth.

Press down hard.

[If you were by my side, all these problems would be solved easily.]

The curve of Pojun's mouth gradually became more exaggerated.

【Only sigh and regret】

Press, press down——

I can't hold it down at all!
Po Jun closed the doors and windows, then he let out a breath, holding the letter and laughing: "Hahaha, Yaoguang, ah Yaoguang, just follow the lord, the lord will write to me, hahaha, look at you, how embarrassed!"

"I will definitely win!"

“Hahahaha!”

When Pojun saw the text behind.

[I hope you are well. I am sending you some nuts that we picked and dried. These nuts were roasted by Guan Yi himself. I hope you don’t mind.]

He immediately rushed out and said to the doorman, "Please bring me the things that came with the letter!" Pojun counted the big bag of pine nuts and found that there were a total of 673 nuts, all of which were plump.

"This is the first gift the lord gave me."

"You have to keep it as a treasure, take it back, and show it to those old guys."

Eh?
Old man, how did you know that the master personally roasted the pine nuts for me and even sent them to me? !
Pojun happily wrote letters to his teachers and masters.

At the end he wrote: "Old guys, you are all too stupid. I really don't know how the Grandmaster lost to the first generation Yaoguang, and was so angry that he absolutely refused to assist anyone together with Yaoguang's faction."

"Look at me."

"Let me prove that the strongest strategist under the command of the White Tiger that tore through the troubled times must be me, Pojun. No, now, I should call him Qilin, the Qilin of the troubled times..." Pojun's mouth curled up, his expression calm and gentle:
"I will go back when I have accomplished my ambition of bringing peace to the world."

"So, you have to cultivate the fields at home and don't let them go to waste. You also have to take good care of the houses. You are not as good as me. At least I know that after our lineage has been at its peak, it is time to return."

"Po Jun should tear the world apart with his supreme strategy, but when the world is reunited and in a peaceful era, there shouldn't be people like us who stir up the storm. At that time, I thought, in a peaceful world, fishing, listening to the wind, watching the sunset and the clouds rise, and spending the rest of my life, is what I want in my heart."

The young strategist paused.

Finally, he added: "Oh, by the way, have you watched the [God General List]?"

"Go read the latest one."

"The first one to complete the strategy of [total annihilation] in the past twenty years."

"The youngest general to be listed on the list of generals within three hundred years, the eighty-third Qilin of the troubled times."

"see it?"

“Take a close look!”

"Huh? How do you know that this person is my lord's?"

Pojun finished writing the letter in one go.

Thinking about the expressions of the old guys in Pojun's faction after seeing this letter, the young counselor showed an extremely happy expression on his face, and then rewrote the letter to Li Guanyi. He picked up the pen and wrote it in cipher. Because Yaoguang was there, she could decipher it. He said:
"My Lord, I have received your letter. Thank you for your concern."

"I will keep these nuts as heirlooms."

"I am here, and everything is still going as planned. The Seventh Prince has arrived, and he is quite powerful. The eldest daughter of the Emperor of Ying State and the Seventh Princess are willing to marry him. In addition, I have also noticed the gap between Jiang Gao and Jiang Yuan."

"It's just that the situation in Ying State is more complicated than that in Chen State. Various court forces are entangled and intertwined. Only because the Emperor of Ying State and the Grand Master of Ying State have suppressed them tightly, they can still unite as one."

"However, the Emperor of Ying is already old. The suppressed Ying is like a raging volcano. Once he falls, a huge impact will erupt. The only chance for Ying to survive is to unify the world."

"Annex the State of Chen, and even the Western Regions, the Western Regions, and the grasslands."

"The vast land, sufficient population, Jiangnan and the Western Regions, which were once controlled by the State of Chen, all represent resources that can feed the civil and military officials in Ying and the aristocratic families in the court. As long as everyone can benefit, Ying can still be maintained."

"I met Pang Shuiyun, this old guy..."

Pojun paused.

This title was erased.

"Old Pang has mentioned your strategy, my lord. He has successfully promoted your name outside, but has deliberately suppressed your reputation. In this way, for the Ying State and the Chen State, you will not benefit from being attacked, and you will only break your teeth and suffer a loss in name."

"You can go forward with peace of mind. When you reach the Eighteen Prefectures of Jiangnan, it will be like a dragon returning to the ocean."

"The tiger walks in the mountains and rivers."

"There's only one thing I want you to keep in mind."

"After arriving at the Eighteen Prefectures of Jiangnan, you must immediately lie low, and absolutely must not [claim to be a vassal], and restrain your edge. In the world's reputation, you must deliberately suppress yourself, and on the battlefield of the Eighteen Prefectures of Jiangnan, you must move forward at will."

"It is a bad omen to raise your head and cry before the world has changed and your wings are not fully grown."

"Now, I have detected a turning point in the world's great changes [Emperor Ying's death from old age], and that is the time for heroes to make great efforts."

"As for your own safety, you can trust Yaoguang. Her strategy is different from mine."

"You can listen to the astrology, benevolence, recuperation and other matters."

"I have few words to say. I regret that I am not by your side. I only hope that you will take up your weapons, march forward bravely, and conquer all directions."

Pojun picked up the pen, thought for a moment, then deliberately brought some tea and sprinkled a few drops on the letter.

It looked like he couldn't help crying while writing the letter.

He is proud and conceited by nature, and has very high standards. It is harder to make him cry than to make him die, but it is still possible to fake this. Oh, when I think about the tear marks on my reply letter, my lord will definitely be moved by my mood.

Pojun nodded with satisfaction.

He raised his chin slightly.

Humph, Yaoguang, oh Yaoguang, what can you use to compete with me!

………………

Above the gate of the Yin-Yang Rotating Sect, the magic weapon [Yin-Yang Rotating Ruler] was suspended in the air, making bursts of slight noises. Inside Li Guanyi's body, the bronze tripod was whistling. He slowly stretched out his hand and touched the magic weapon.

A yin and yang energy emanated from the magic weapon.

But the bronze tripod suddenly roared louder.

Like the King of Middle-earth, he is brave and angry, so all the arrogant and powerful generals obey him.

[Yin Yang Rotating Ruler] calmed down immediately.

This magic weapon was forcibly suppressed and held in the hands of Li Guanyi, the enemy who wiped out the inheritance of the Yin-Yang Rotating Sect. Li Guanyi carefully observed the magic weapon, his internal energy flowing into it, and understood the characteristics of this magic weapon.

This is a magical weapon that combines both offensive and defensive capabilities.

The rotation of yin and yang can be used for killing or protection. It has all kinds of mysteries, and can even stimulate the art of life-changing changes. It can make plants grow quickly and recover from injuries quickly. As a killing weapon, it can cause blood to flow from wounds and poison the water.

Li Guanyi sighed: "If this thing is used well, it can save countless lives. If it is used poorly, it can also kill countless people."

It’s a pity that when Li Guan tried it, he found that this magic weapon didn’t match his own image.

The red dragon seemed to have identified the Red Sky Sword.

The White Tiger's Dharma image is the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd and the Cloud-Breaking Sky-Shaking Bow.

The other Dharma images, the blue phoenix and the black tortoise, have a certain degree of adaptability, but they are not so suitable.

Qilin was even lazier and had no reaction.

But even so, this is still a very powerful weapon. Li Guanyi put it away and continued to carry out his duties. Yuwen Tianxian came to talk to Li Guanyi again. His expression was calm, without many ripples, and he just said:

“There are too few people.”

Li Guan was stunned: "Ah?"

“Are there not many people like this?”

Yuwen Tianxian said in a deep voice: "He is someone who can be used."

This famous general said: "A general must have confidants, eyes, ears, and minions."

"A person without a heart is like a man walking at night, not knowing where to move his hands and feet; a person without ears and eyes is like living in darkness, not knowing how to move; a person without claws and teeth is like a hungry man eating poison, and he will surely die."

"So a good general must have knowledgeable and wise people as his confidants, careful and prudent people as his ears and eyes, and brave and good at fighting the enemy as his minions. You don't have many people who meet the requirements under your command now. People like Ling Pingyang and Zhangsun Wuchou can be considered such talents, but they alone are not enough."

"If you want a general of 10,000, do you know what the arrangement would be?"

Yuwen Tianxian stretched out his finger, picked up the chopsticks from the table and placed them on the table, and said: "First, as the commander, you will lead the 4,000 people in the central army, including 2,800 combat soldiers. The specifications are the same as the Qilin Army under your command, with 50 people in a team, totaling 56 teams."

"Then there will be one army each for the left and right guards, with 2,800 men in each army."

"Each of them will have 1,900 soldiers, a total of 78 teams."

"After that, there will be two armies on the left and right wings, each with 2,600 men, and each with 1,850 combat soldiers, 148 teams."

"So, there are only 14,000 people, a total of 282 teams for fighting, and the remaining 6,000 people to guard the baggage. Do you know how many grassroots officers, quartermasters, logistics, sergeants, captains, and flag teams of each team are needed?"

"With 50 soldiers in a team, and a 14,000-man corps with logistics, you need to control 282 combat units, fight on the battlefield, and complete the battle formation. Can you do it?"

Li Guanyi's scalp tingled.

Only after being directly reprimanded by this famous general of the time did he realize the difficulty of leading an army.

But we have already embarked on this path.

The young man asked, "Isn't the general still here?"

Yuwen Tianxian was a little caught off guard. He frowned and replied:

"I am nothing but a defeated general."

Li Guanyi stood up and took a step forward. Yuwen Tianxian saw that the young man's eyes were almost shining. Then he grabbed his hand and said seriously: "Guanyi is stupid, please teach me, General!"

Yuwen Tianxian looked at Li Guanyi. He felt as if he had clenched his fist but couldn't punch out. He felt helpless. Finally, he just said, "...You are like this, despising the evil in people's hearts. One day you will suffer."

Li Guanyi said: "I treat the general with sincerity, but the general is not such a person."

Yuwen Tianxian was silent and sighed:
"I can't teach you too much, and if you want to be successful in the world, you have to surpass me."

"My command ability is only enough to lead an army of 20,000 people to participate in a battle of 100,000."

Li Guanyi's forehead twitched.

At this time, Li Guanyi suddenly realized that what Yuwen Tianxian was really good at might not be fighting at the level of a few thousand people, but cooperating in battles with large troops of tens of thousands of people. The characteristic of a general who cooperates with multiple arms seems to be that the more people he has under his command, the richer the types of arms, and the stronger the coordination.

Yuwen Tianxian probably didn't expect that he would capsize in a ditch.

It was like a ferocious tiger being captured by an underage raccoon.

A legion of 20,000 men!
Li Guanyi, who had the ability to command thousands of people, was stunned.

I love cooking.

Yuwen Tianxian remained silent and said, "But if your goal is farther, you have to surpass me and have a level of 100,000 generals and soldiers before you can set foot in this chaotic world. If -"

He looked at Li Guanyi. After more than sixty days of traveling together, Yuwen Tianxian still said something that was obviously presumptuous: "The world is not settled, and the heroes will not die!"

"The State of Chen is like a giant. Before its death, there will definitely be a fierce counterattack."

"I think that the battle that will determine the fate of the world will be a large-scale battle in which both the enemy and us will command millions of soldiers. My command ability can only play a supporting role in such a battlefield."

"And such a war will surely become the most magnificent war in the entire history, and will be praised by people for countless years to come. The generals and heroes involved will surely be engraved in the annals of history."

"Li Guanyi, if you want to step into such a battlefield."

“Just do your best to study.”

Li Guan was very happy.

He simply opened his arms, hugged the expressionless general tightly, and laughed: "Hahaha, so the general agreed to teach me!!"

Yuwen Tianxian stretched out his hand and pressed it on Li Guanyi's face.

He tried to get the guy to stay away from him and said, "It's just what a defeated general has to do to save his life. Don't get close to me. One day, you and I will meet on the battlefield."

“What I’m going to do…”

He looked at the young face in front of him and said:

"I'm just curious."

"I'm curious about how far your philosophy can go."

He used his strength to flip Li Guanyi over, then turned and left. When he reached the door of the simple tent, he turned around, looked at the happy young general sitting there, and said, "I want you to promise me something."

Li Guanyi immediately said, "You go ahead."

Yuwen Tianxian said: "If we meet on the battlefield someday..."

The famous general lowered his eyes and said softly:

"Don't hold back."

He drew aside the curtain and strode out.

The news that Li Guanyi and others had crushed the Yin-Yang Wheel Sect had not been able to spread thoroughly for a while. However, with the operation of Pang Shuiyun, this young man began to be known as a new famous general, and his reputation gradually rose throughout the world.

Although it is only as powerful as the tip of a green duckweed.

But it finally started.

At this time, in the Zhongzhou Academy, a contemporary great Confucian scholar returned to this place, and was personally received by Gongyang Suwang. He was Master Wang Tong, whom Li Guanyi had met in Guanyi City and who taught him the art of defeating all enemies.

Master Wang Tong traveled quickly all the way to the academy, bringing only three disciples with him.

Fang family of Qinghe, named Fang Qiao.

Du Keming of the Jingzhao Du family.

Wei Xuancheng from Quyang.

He asked three of his disciples to visit their friend in the academy, while Master Wang Tong and King Gongyang Su went in together.

Gongyang Suwang was a dignified old man. He looked at the young but very ill Confucian scholar in front of him and could only sigh. Wang Tong talked to him about the great sacrifice of the State of Chen, and the old man laughed heartily from time to time: "Oh? There is a Qilin too?"

After Wang Tong talked about Qilin's combat power, a desolate voice came:

"Hmm? Such fighting power?"

"How old is He?"

Master Wang Tong turned around and saw a huge strange beast lying there. It had dark golden scales that felt heavy and thick, and its fur had turned pale. Its left horn was broken with a sharp crack. It was the old Qilin in the academy.

King Gongyang Su handed over a fruit.

Old Qilin didn't want it and pointed to the candy over there.

King Gongyang Su laughed dumbly and stuffed the entire jar of honey pills newly arrived from Zhongzhou into Qilin's mouth. Wang Tong replied, "According to the records in the classics, it was that year when Chen Guogong Baxian was hatched at an old age. He was about 500 years old."

The old Qilin said: "Five hundred years old, and still unable to reveal the true appearance of Qilin Fire."

"Has this Qilin spent the past 500 years lying flat?"

An angry expression appeared on his face, and he said to King Gongyang Su: "The Master said: If jade is not polished, it cannot be made into a useful tool. He also said: Those who know by nature are the best, those who learn are the second best, and those who learn through hardship are the third best. Those who do not learn when they are in trouble are the worst."

"This boy, after seeing what happened to Li Wanli more than ten years ago, he should have known that his own strength was not enough."

"Ten years of humiliation tempered their hearts, and ten years of escape from hardship should have served as a warning."

“From then on, I worked hard to hone my own strength.”

"He is just like a weak horse as always! He didn't even know how to run forward after being whipped. He just wasted all his strength. How weak he is!"

Gongyang Su Wang said: "He who conquers himself is strong, He is indeed weak."

"But I have figured it out. You will meet eventually, within six months to a year."

The old Qilin said, "After you come here, give that Qilin to me."

He swallowed the sugar pill, his eyes were golden, as if they had been cleansed of dryness, and had a warm texture. He said, "Within fifty days, I will replenish the training he has lacked in the past five hundred years in one go."

King Gongyang Su laughed out loud.

But at this moment, the old Su Wang suddenly stood up, and a strong aura burst out of his body. Su Wang stared in the distant direction, and there was a sense of shock in his eyes. Qilin was surprised and asked: "What's wrong?"

The Su Wang said slowly: "...the aura of a sword maniac."

"He has entered the underworld."

The old Qilin asked, "Murong Longtu?"

Gongyang Suwang, who was invincible in the ancient Confucian school, smiled and said, "Yes."

He whispered, "The destiny I've been waiting for is about to come."

"Three fights and three draws. We are all old, and it is time for us to have the ending we deserve, to be happy. A gentleman is content with his fate. I am afraid that this time he comes, he is going to stir up some storms, and create waves far bigger than before, right?"

"This is a visiting card for us."

King Gongyang Su stretched out his hand and smiled, "There are not many people in the world who can sense this kind of sword energy, but who among those who can sense this kind of sword intent can resist leaving the mountain?"

"The end of sword maniac Murong Longtu."

"How happy, how carefree, how magnificent it should be."

"You are worthy of the word 'crazy' which means you have been looking down on others for two hundred years. How can I not accept the invitation?!"

In the desert——

Dao Zong, wearing a Taoist robe and with his silver hair hanging down, paced in the raging sand. On one side of him was a middle-aged man in a green shirt. The two of them walked as if they were taking a leisurely stroll in the garden. They ignored the herdsmen's shouts and rushed into the endless sandstorm that connected the sky and the earth.

Suddenly, the two men seemed to realize something, and their intertwined auras collided with each other.

The previous harmony disappeared in an instant.

The endless sandstorm that stretched from sky to earth was torn apart at this moment!
Endless yellow sand fell down with a loud bang!
The green-robed immortal guest said: "Sword maniac..."

Dao Zong sighed, his voice cold: "The fight between you and me will stop for now."

He calmly withdrew his arm. They looked up and saw a sword intent rising into the sky in the distance. Above the sky, the lights of Niu and Dou became brighter, as if they were stimulated by the sword energy. In the daytime, they actually emitted brilliant starlight, magnificent and majestic.

Above the boundless waters of the South China Sea.

A whale hunting ship was moving forward. This ship was a converted old warship that provided raw materials for the Eternal Lantern to the Emperor of Zhongzhou. There were soldiers on board. A bloody smell came from afar, and the water surface turned blood red. A fisherman suddenly turned pale and shouted, "The Dragon King is on patrol!"

The leading warrior said: "What?!"

The fisherman trembled and said that this was a legend that had existed for more than ten years, but the general did not believe it. However, the waves suddenly became huge, and it seemed that there was someone sitting on the water in the distance, flying towards here at an extremely strong speed.

The general's expression changed drastically.

He saw what was coming!

It was an enormous blue Kunpeng, a whale, twenty feet long.

Sixty or seventy meters.

The flippers were more than two meters long and broke through the water. Suddenly, there was a roar, and the whale sprayed water, with a column of water rising into the sky. But what frightened the general even more was that he saw a man sitting on this huge blue whale.

He looked to be no more than 30 or 40 years old, with an untidy beard.

Just use a stream of internal energy as a rein.

He was driving this huge beast that looked like a warship, hunting tiger sharks in the South China Sea. From a distance, he saw a huge group of tiger sharks floating on the water, and the bloody smell filled the sky. The man on the whale said, "Finally, I met someone!!"

"Hey, have you heard of the Sword Maniac?"

The general looked at the man on the terrifying beast.

He was so frightened by the scene that he turned pale and could not speak. He just replied stiffly:
"No, I don't know."

The man said to himself, "I don't know, that means this matter has not yet started."

"A sword maniac has entered the martial arts world. How can it be too late to send a visiting card?"

"Looks like we're not late yet."

The general looked over and saw that the man had an untidy beard and his age was hard to tell.

The only point is particularly eye-catching.

A head of silver hair.

(End of this chapter)