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Chapter 213: Jiangzhou Qilin, everyone in the world knows my name
The sword maniac threatened to destroy a large sect as a token of his loyalty, which caused a stir in all corners of the world.

However, in such a vast world, there are not many masters who can distinguish such sword intent. It can be said that there are very few. But when Li Guanyi led the Qilin Army to swallow up such a big sect as the Yin-Yang Rotating Sect, he used the power of Yaoguang to make sure that there was no problem, and those people who were given money finally crossed the mountains and rivers.

When they arrived in this world, they brought the news of the Qilin Army's defeat of the Yin-Yang Wheel Sect to the world of martial arts.

So, the storm surged!
In the seventy-two linked villages on the bank of the river.

The Angry Scaled Dragon King, who had been so heroic before, held the information tightly in both hands. His body had become stiff. Cold sweat kept dripping down the forehead of this rough and heroic general. He used to be a naval general of the State of Chen, but later he defected to the Jianghu.

So, he understood very well——

【Total annihilation】 battle.

A world-famous general at the age of fifteen.

What does it represent.

It has been a long time since he left the battlefield, but every time he recalled the fighting on the battlefield and the sound of swords whistling, he would wake up from his dreams in a cold sweat and could only calm down when he held the sword.

He asked the Yin Yang Wheel Sect disciple who was brought here, "How many people are there?"

The warrior replied, "I, I don't know either. I only saw a scarlet flag flying in the sky. When I looked outside, I saw countless cavalrymen lined up at the mountain gate."

“It feels like, yes, there are thousands and thousands.”

"There are also heavily armored soldiers, more than ten thousand of them!"

The Wrathful Scale Dragon King was furious and kicked the man to the ground. He was furious and shouted:

"Fuck your heavy armor!"

"Tens of thousands of heavy armors, plus thousands of logistics support, do you think Li Guanyi has nearly 20,000 people under his command?!"

He immediately calmed down, realizing that these gangsters had no idea about the army.

Moreover, the army was well-disciplined, standing in armor and looking like a forest of soldiers.

Coupled with the military's evil spirit formation, it is impossible for ordinary people to have a clear understanding of the number of troops in this situation.

The Angry Scale Dragon King sat there, his throat rising and falling, cold sweat dripping down his forehead. "83rd on the Divine General List, Li Guanyi, the Kirin of Troubled Times; 97th on the Divine General List, 5th on the Cavalry General List, Ling Pingyang, the Dragon of Yue Army; 87th, Yuwen Tianxian, the Immovable King of the Yuwen Family."

"At least several thousand armored heavy infantry and more than five hundred first-line heavy armored cavalry."

"A swordsman whose title no one dares to reveal."

The Angry Scale Dragon King sat there, feeling stunned and confused.

What shocked even a man of such a heroic character was the character revealed by this incident.

Li Guanyi, actually holds a grudge like this? !
After the incident at the Hunting Conference, he actually picked up heavy armor and did not stop for a moment after leaving Zhenbei Pass. He neither went to Ying State to seek a job, nor did he follow Yue's army and head north to the outside of the pass.

Damn, he actually ran seven hundred miles in the mountains and forests in one breath.

Then directly destroy the Yin Yang Rotating Sect!
However, it had been vaguely started in the era of Chen Baxian, Duke of Chen, and has continued until now. In a large sect with a 500-year heritage, there were more than 10,000 people with internal energy, and each side had a branch temple. As a result, the chief elder was killed by lightning, and the elders, the sect master, the masters of the branch temples, and the elders were all beheaded in public.

Horse riding on the rivers and lakes.

Cut down mountains and destroy temples.

What a fierce man!

The Angry Scale Dragon King remained silent.

There were 30,000 men in the 72 linked villages under his command, all of whom were proficient in water. However, among these 30,000 men, only a little over 10,000 had internal energy, and they were scattered among the 72 villages. Once the enemy came with heavy armor, they would surround the villages, use heavy machine crossbows to clear the way, and use iron cavalry to ravage them.

The Angry Scale Dragon King's scalp tingled.

He then gritted his teeth and thought, no, this shouldn’t be the case. Li Guanyi had already been drinking with him there.

No, it shouldn’t be like that. I haven’t completely fallen out with him.

There is no way he could turn his troops around and attack me, there is no way he could wreak havoc here...

【Hunting Conference】.

These four words immediately popped into his mind.

From the perspective of the underworld, they have become enemies.

At this time, he continued to inquire about the situation under the command of Li Guanyi, the disciple of the Yin-Yang Rotating Sect. The warrior told him everything he had seen and heard. They did not rob or kill innocent people. There were many beautiful women at the mountain gate, and they did not do anything that a rebel army would do.

He practiced martial arts every day and was not afraid of being watched by others. It was said that many of them were born as bandits. The person who said this was a warrior with a very resolute look and demeanor. He said that if they went to the Eighteen Prefectures in the South of the Yangtze River, they would be given land and fields.

The boss said he would take them home.

The Angry Scaled Dragon King remained silent for a long time. He sat back, closed his eyes and thought for a long time, then walked out. The people in the village were all fishermen from the surrounding area. He found that his military merits were withheld and only half a month's food and salary were paid out of five months, so he was furious and put the governor in a pig cage.

Then he took the blame on himself and fled in a panic with a group of brothers.

Finally, we gained a foothold on both sides of the river.

Since ancient times, fishermen have had a hard life, much worse than farmers. They fill their stomachs with fish and rice, and their home is on the boat. Some people who have lived on the water all their lives would feel dizzy when they go ashore.

After finally catching some fish, the catch is controlled by the local family landlords and sold at a low price.

There are not many ways to live in this life. The husband goes out to fish, comes back and grills fish on a small stove outside, while the wife and daughter sell themselves in the boat. It is a very common way of life. The Angry Scaled Dragon King once killed the sons of powerful people in anger, and later raised a big banner.

Otherwise, there are more than 30,000 capable warriors and their families in the 72 linked villages.

Why would you follow a rebel like this?

The Angry Scaled Dragon King sat on a high place in the village, looking at the sparkling waves in the distance. Boats were deployed one after another and spliced ​​together. People walked back and forth on them. The men drank wine and made porridge with moss, sea lettuce, and various kinds of fish.

They are all small fish, the good ones will be sold.

They feel they don’t deserve to eat.

Both men and women had to drink. There was a lot of cold air on the water. There was a saying that fish would be caught in the basket and the body would become ill. If they didn't drink, they would not be able to bear it. Drinking would only make them feel better. There would be problems with their bones. The eyes of the Angry Scaled Dragon King softened. The wine he drank was very rough wine, not comparable to when he was a general.

But he felt very happy.

He is not young anymore. When he is alive, others are unwilling to fight with this village. But he will grow old and die. After he dies, these people will return to their original lives and become fishermen.

The Wrathful Scale Dragon King clapped his hands and sang the fisherman's ballad. The water sparkled in the distance. He turned his back to his adjutant and said:
"Heavy armor Li Guanyi, Qilin Army, so what? This place is the basin of a big river, stretching for thousands of miles, with rough waves. The wide land is no worse than the sea. Heavy armor cavalry and heavy armor infantry are not good at water battles."

“Select elite naval forces, all of whom are new to the country, to hone their skills in naval warfare.”

"Practice well."

His subordinates asked, "Three thousand men?"

The Wrathful Scale Dragon King remained silent and replied, "Three thousand... no."

He exhaled and said, "Five thousand people!"

"Select strong men between 20 and 30 years old. Don't be too strong. They should be proficient in water, good at floating and holding their breath."

"Build warships. Each warship must be prepared at combat readiness level and can accommodate a thousand men."

"Crossbows and bows, all ready!"

The subordinates of the Angry Scale Dragon King seemed to be thinking about something, and suddenly realized something. They said, "Yes, we need these 5,000 people to resist the Qilin Army. Although the Qilin Army is powerful, they are all wearing heavy armor and are not good at water battles. If we come here, we will gather our elite forces and fight them to the death..."

The Angry Scale Dragon King slapped him and yelled, "Fight to the death!"

"A group of men in cloth clothes, using short swords, floating on the water and fighting with swords on the side of the boat, are fighting against those regular troops in thick iron armor, holding spears, bows and crossbows, and forming a battle array. Your short sword may not be able to break their armor."

"But if the spears are in formation, just push forward and you'll have a few more holes on your body. If you pull them back, you'll become a pile of rotten meat and fall to the ground."

"Gift, this is a gift, understand?"

His subordinates were dumbfounded: "No, big brother..."

The heroic Angry Scale Dragon King is like a fox at this moment.

No, where is your anger?

The eyes of this grassroots hero gleamed as he said, "We are gathering here, still within the borders of the State of Chen. Li Guanyi may not be able to come here. If he can't come, that's fine. But if he can really lead his army here, these five thousand people..."

His subordinates said: "These five thousand people..."

The Wrathful Scale Dragon King felt a sharp pain in his heart, but when he looked at the river outside, he suddenly laughed. He clenched his fist, and the dragon image behind him hummed, saying happily: "Just consider it as joining our group!"

"Vote for the certificate!"

"Oh, a pledge of allegiance, Boss, you should have done this a long time ago... ah?! What are you pledged for?!"

The adjutant looked as if he had seen a ghost.

The Angry Scale Dragon King picked up the wine jar, drank from it in big gulps, pointed at the people outside, and said in a deep voice:

"The world is changing suddenly, heroes are rising, the regent is invincible, Yue's army has defeated two countries and is heading north. This is the beginning of a chaotic era. Why are we participating in that damn [Hunting Unicorn Conference]? It's just to join the Yuwen family."

"In this chaotic world, I want to earn some fame for my brothers and find an identity as a good family man."

"Why? Have we been pirates in these rivers and lakes for generations? If the world is unified one day, the thirty thousand of us will definitely be surrounded and killed. The reason we are still alive is only because the fierce tigers in this world are just staring at our opponents."

"Becoming a pirate, robbing the rich and giving to the poor, is also to save some face for yourself."

"We act violently and speak exaggeratedly to intimidate the real thieves, but how long can we hold out?"

His adjutant hesitated and said, "But won't we die on the battlefield?"

“The battlefield was brutal.”

The Angry Scale Dragon King replied: "But as a pirate, you will inevitably die if you lick the blood from the knife. On the battlefield, you will also die if you lick the blood from the knife." "You will die on both sides! A real man should die with a great reputation!"

The Wrathful Scale Dragon King was slightly drunk, with his chest exposed, and said:
"Pass on my order. After today, all the Xue family's caravans are not allowed to move. They must all be trained according to my navy's methods. My men, let's see if Li Guanyi is just a flash in the pan or a real Qilin. If he is a real Qilin, he will be convinced by me. Now is the time for you brothers to save your lives."

He said softly, "Qilin, Qilin, I am waiting for the day when you come out of the mountain. Ying and Chen look down on us poor brothers, but if it were you, you would not give up 5,000 elite sailors, right?"

"You can even take those bandits away, do you want these people?"

The Angry Scale Dragon King looked at the children running barefoot on the boat, still carefree. The Dragon King drank and turned around. His back was still straight, his hair was half white, and he suddenly spoke a rare cultural word, saying:
"You said, the name of Qilin in these troubled times is really good. It is said that Qilin is auspicious."

"The world is nothing but a gamble!"

"Laozi, all in!"

………………

The Motian Sect and the Kunlun Sword Sect also received similar news. After those thousands of people witnessed the actions of the Qilin Army with their own eyes, they naturally spread these things. At the same time, the reputation of the Qilin Army's brutal killings and its benevolence and strictness spread at the same time.

The leader of the Motian Sect remained silent.

A disciple suggested that a batch of properties could be prepared as a compensation and given to Li Guanyi.

Although he participated in the [Hunting Kirin Conference], he did not break up with Li Guanyi, so this can be considered as a way to put the matter behind him.

This old master, who had been a hero all his life and had built up the huge industry of the Motian Sect, pondered for several days.

In the end, he could not bear to give up the business that he had built up bit by bit over a period of sixty years, so he said to himself:

"I am a major sect in the world. I have disciples, followers, and martial arts schools in the Northern Territory. No matter how arrogant Li Guanyi is, he is just a fugitive at the moment. What can he do alone in deep water? Even if he can escape from the two countries."

"But our big sect is located in the northern region of Chen State. If he wants to come here, he needs to cross the border of Chen State. If he leads his army here, it will be tantamount to going to war with Chen State. A few thousand armored soldiers are nothing but ants in this great country."

“But if he does not lead an army and comes alone, I will be able to cultivate for a hundred years.”

"There is also a mysterious weapon in his hand."

"You are just a junior, what do you have to be afraid of?!"

"Don't retreat!"

In Kunlun Sword Sect, the Angry Sword Immortal remained silent for a long time and directly left the sect.

This Angry Sword Immortal is one of the rare ones. Although his realm is not the best in the world, he is one of the top masters who can sense the terrifying sword intent that soared into the sky that day. He said to the head brother, "This is the trouble I caused in the martial arts world. I will handle it myself."

"The Hunting Kirin Conference was ultimately held to target Li Guanyi, so it is natural for him to come and seek revenge. I was raised by the sect and cannot implicate the sect. I will handle this matter on my own."

"Those who learn swordsmanship can die under the sword of that senior."

"I have no regrets in this life."

Then he would stroll over alone carrying a sword, but was knocked unconscious and dragged back by the sect leader and three other grandmasters. Otherwise, he might have gone to die. After much persuasion, the Angry Sword Immortal remained silent and thought it would be better to wait until the senior came.

After thinking about it, he remembered what Li Guanyi said about Yan Daiqing, and taught him a sword.

This warrior, whose mind was as straight as the edge of a sword, suddenly seemed to have an epiphany and chose to leave the mountain gate and arrive at Jiangzhou City of the State of Chen. When Yan Daiqing was practicing sword alone, he met this world-class swordsman.

Yan Daiqing asked in confusion: "What do you want to see me for?"

The Angry Sword Immortal said, "Someone wants me to teach you a sword."

Yan Daiqing was very suspicious, he was the confidant of the former crown prince Chen Wenmian, and his family was training him to be the future prime minister, but he accidentally developed a straight character. After Chen Wenmian left, Yan Daiqing's father was directly removed from his post by Chen Dingye.

The family inevitably declined.

However, when those young men from noble families who had originally joined Chen Wenmian's army scolded Chen Wenmian for being ruthless and heartless, Yan Daiqing showed no disdain. He finished his drink and said, "The king is the king, the minister is the minister, the father is the father, the son is the son. If the king is not the king, then the minister is not the minister."

"If the father is not a father, then the son is not a son."

"The ruler is the leader of his subjects. If the ruler is not upright, the subjects will defect to another country."

"A father is the leader of his son. If the father is not kind, the son will flee to another place."

"What Chen Wenmian did was in line with the essence of Confucianism. What was wrong with that?"

Yan Daiqing sneered and said, "You all tried to please Chen Wenmian before, but now that you are leaving, you are slandering him behind his back. If you want to save your family, you can just cut ties with him. Why are you being so respectful before and so arrogant now?!"

“It’s hilarious!”

The young scholar threw the cup away.

On the second day, these words were reported, and Yan Daiqing was deposed from his position and became a commoner. His old friends no longer came to see him, and for a while, there was no one around him. Although he was happy with it, he was still a young man after all, and it was inevitable that he felt uncomfortable and depressed.

Now, a friend of his actually invited such a master to teach him martial arts.

Yan Daiqing said softly: "I wonder who it is?"

The Angry Sword Immortal said, "Li Guanyi."

Yan Daiqing, who was abandoned by everyone, was stunned for a long time and could not speak.

Angry Sword Immortal thought for a moment and said, "He said you are his friend."

"Thank you for the sword you gave him."

I looked around and saw that none of my old friends were there.

Yan Daiqing opened his mouth and suddenly burst into laughter.

………………

The so-called famous people, even if they are not successful in the world, are still famous everywhere.

When changes were taking place in all parts of the world, the academy was outside the vortex. In Central China, at the highest point of all schools of thought, there was a special courtyard where only outstanding young people from each school could enter.

A young man said with a smile: "The world has changed drastically today. The regent is as sharp as a knife. The Tanguts are no match for him and will be swallowed up soon. If the regent swallows up the Western Regions and fully recovers, they will become a great enemy of the Ying State."

"So, if it were me, Yingguo would have taken action to contain the Regent when he annexed most of the Western Regions..."

"And this responsibility will inevitably fall on Ying State and the Duke's Mansion."

"So, the Li family will definitely have a decisive battle with the Regent. The time it takes will depend on how fast the Regent annexes the Tanguts. It could be two years at most or half a year at least. By that time, I guess we will also be able to conquer the world. Where are you going?"

This question seemed to have some kind of magical power. Everyone who was playing chess or piano stopped.

A gentle young man said in a low voice: "As for me, I will go to Ying State."

"I am originally a descendant of the Ying State's noble family. Besides, the Emperor of Ying State dominates the Central Plains and has the ambition to swallow up the world. He is a famous ruler of the world. You all should join him."

His tone was gentle and calm when he spoke, and his sleeves were fragrant.

A young man next to him took a deep breath of the fragrance and said, "Brother Lingjun, you smell so good."

Wen Lingjun shook his head and took a half step back without saying a word.

The young man looked sickly, but he reeked of alcohol. He sat against a pillar, holding a jar of wine, and burped as he said, "People like you are good at the overall situation. As for me, I will go wherever you go."

A young man with a plain face said calmly: "Don't drink it."

"If you drink any more, you'll die before us."

The young man laughed loudly: "Nothing, it would be so nice if I could drink myself to death. But, Wen He, where are you going?"

The young man, who played chess ruthlessly and viciously, replied, "Of course, the Regent."

He frowned:
"I was born in the Western Regions. With such a hegemon here, it is only natural for me to go back and assist him. Moreover, with the rotten meat of Chen State as the middle part, as long as the regent can withstand the first interception of Ying State, he will become completely powerful and have the possibility of annexing the world."

The drunken young man said, "If that's the case, Pinglu will not be happy."

The handsome young man playing the zither said calmly, "My family has been officials for generations, so it is impossible for us to leave Jiangnan."

The young man Wen He, who was playing chess, said calmly, "Zhou Pinglu has been a noble family for generations, so he really cannot abandon the State of Chen. However, you are not qualified to be the Lord of Jiangnan now. When you go back, be careful about being dealt with. It is best to leave a way out for yourself."

He looked at the knight-errant who was wearing cloth clothes beside him and said, "Yuan Zhi, what about you?"

"Ah I?"

The ranger bit a piece of grass in his mouth, scratched his head, and said, "I, I don't have any ambitions. I came out of my hometown after killing people, but was brought back by King Gongyang Su. After that, I have to go back to my hometown to find my mother."

"Ah, if any of you become a high-ranking official, just don't forget me."

Wen He replied: "You have mastered the art of military formation. As long as your Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation does not appear on the battlefield, I will definitely prepare a place for you."

They are the first disciples among the younger generation of the academy to discover that the world is about to undergo tremendous changes. They are also the first to determine that they must rush into the world. They talk about the heroes and rulers of the world and confirm their own future.

Some wanted to return to the State of Chen for the sake of their families.

There were also those who returned to the Western Regions to seek refuge with the Regent in order to realize their ambitions.

Some of them were planning to go directly to the Emperor of Ying. They were talking about these heroes who might gain the world. Suddenly, they heard footsteps. The door of the courtyard was pushed open. A gentle young man strode in and said, "Everyone, listen to me."

The ranger laughed and said, "Ah, it's House Joe!"

"Have you three and Master Wang Tong returned together?"

Wen Lingjun asked, "I don't know, who are you talking about, Brother Fang?"

Fang Zi Qiao smiled and said calmly to the outstanding generation in the academy:
"Everyone."

"Do you know the Qilin child of Jiangzhou?"

(End of this chapter)