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Chapter 219: Fame spreads far and wide, the Dragon King comes to surrender!
When the Angry Scale Dragon King heard about the Qilin battle report, he remained calm and said, "You boys, your hair hasn't even fully grown yet, and you're still a baby, why are you so flustered? We know he can definitely..."

The Angry Scale Dragon King saw the records in the intelligence.

"Li Guanyi, the unicorn of the troubled times, entered the edge of the Eighteen States in the south of the Yangtze River. At that time, the Chen army was besieging Dongdu City. There were more than 10,000 soldiers and horses, claiming to be 30,000, and it was a mighty force."

"It was broken by Li Guanyi."

"The commander was killed, and most of the troops were captured."

The Angry Scale Dragon King took a deep breath, his head buzzing. He held back and didn't yell like his men. Then he suddenly froze and said, "How is it possible that the Qilin Army, after crossing 20,000 miles, only a thousand people could kill 30,000 troops?"

"How many are they?"

At this moment, the excited subordinate was stunned, and after further investigation, he said:

"Li Guanyi's Qilin Army has between 7,000 and 8,000 combat troops, and the logistics troops are about the same."

The Angry Scale Dragon King took a deep breath:

"More than 10,000 men, commanding a large troop, sixteen years old."

Any one of these three words is not particularly special in today's chaotic world, but if put together, anyone who has a little understanding of the situation in the world knows what it means to be able to lead an army of 10,000 people and win a great battle at the age of sixteen.

"Damn it, where did this monster come from!"

"He will be the world's top general in the future!"

The Wrathful Scale Dragon King's adjutant said, "Boss, let's..."

The Angry Scale Dragon King took a deep breath and said, "Gather the troops!"

"For a Qilin like this, we must go all out!"

The adjutant of the Angry Scale Dragon King nodded. He pressed his chest and felt his heart beating hard. Here, five thousand men had been training for more than nine months. They were good at naval battles, and after complete full-time training, they had become elite troops in these nine months of crazy training.

They also used all the resources of the Seventy-two Linked Villages to create five warships.

This warship was hidden in the waters between the seventy-two linked villages.

A [Dayi] class warship.

It is one zhang, five chi and two cun wide and twelve zhang long.

It is over 40 meters long, slender, has many rowers, and has a wind-breaking bow.

It is the navy that breaks through the warships at high speed.

Two [Zha] class escort warships.

It uses double-layer boards on both the top and bottom, so it moves slowly, but has extremely strong defensive capabilities.

A [Red Horse] class assault warship.

It is as fast as a galloping horse and can undertake duties such as breakthrough and scouting.

One [Mengchong] level main battle ship.

The three floors above and below can accommodate 2,000 soldiers and can be used to attack enemy ships and conduct boarding battles.

It can hold more than 6,000 people in total. The Angry Scale Dragon King said to his adjutant: "The battle report at this moment is enough for us to make a gamble with all our strength. Today, I will lead 5,000 men to go, and you will stay here."

The adjutant's expression suddenly changed, and he said, "Boss, what do you mean?!"

The Angry Scale Dragon King said, “Although I said I would place a bet, I can’t really bet all 72 linked villages and more than 30,000 people. If I make the wrong bet this time, when I’m liquidated, you can cut ties with me and still survive.”

Just as he was leading his men to go downstream.

Suddenly, someone outside rushed in again, shouting. The young man's face was trembling with panic. After he rushed in, the Wrathful Scale Dragon King kicked him and cursed, "You can still take on the responsibility of a naval scout like this?"

The young man rolled over and hugged his legs, saying, "Dad, this is not right!"

He screamed, but his tone was full of excitement.

But this young man, about 20 or 30 years old, with strong muscles, can dive for half an hour and swim like a dragon. When he was young, he was beaten with sticks by the powerful when he was protecting his sister, and his back was full of wounds. The Angry Scale Dragon King appreciated his talent and martial arts, and specially asked someone to embroider brocade-like patterns on his back.

The elder one, who was a good water fighter, still had a bad temper. He said:
"No, Dad, look, if you see it, I guarantee you will scream out louder than I do."

He picked up the information in his hand.

The Angry Scale Dragon King took it and looked at it, his expression suddenly changed: "What?!!!"

The adjutant was almost frightened by his roar, but he saw the eyes of the Angry Scale Dragon King change and his expression struggled for a long time. He couldn't help but ask: "Boss, what's wrong?!"

The Angry Scale Dragon King did not answer.

He only gave this information to the adjutant.

The adjutant's expression changed instantly when he saw it: "The Qilin Army has crossed the river and captured two ferry cities under the command of the State of Chen, and is controlling the southern part of the waterway."

The Angry Scale Dragon King suddenly stopped moving and asked his men to stop for the time being.

Only on the second day, updated information came out.

"The Qilin Army has already wiped out all the ferry cities controlled by Ying State."

"In the past month, all the key ferry crossings and waterways in the entire Jiangnan Eighteen States have fallen into the hands of the Qilin Army."

The former naval commander, the Wrathful Scale Dragon King, remained silent for a long time before saying, "The Qilin Army has the best counselors in the world. They control all the waterways in the 18 states of Jiangnan. This means that even if they have fewer people, they can defend this place to the death."

The adjutant said, "That means we can still survive if we go there."

The Angry Scale Dragon King looked at the battle report and the waterway map, exhaled, and said, "That depends on whether he is a famous general and a first-class counselor, or a heroic lord and the best in the world."

The adjutant said: "Brother, what you mean is..."

The Angry Scale Dragon King said: "If we only have famous generals and first-class counselors, we can stop this situation."

"If he were a powerful ruler, he would tear the four directions apart and swallow all of Jiangnan into his mouth. At the moment, Ying State's target is Chen State, but Chen State has a turmoil in the heart of the regent of the Western Regions. It is difficult for both sides to mobilize the top troops and generals here."

"See if he has such a magnificent spirit to swallow this place in one gulp."

"This time, you all stay!"

The adjutant and the young man Gan Xianglong, who was dressed in brocade-like patterns, both changed their expressions.

"Big brother!"

"Dad! What are you going to do!?"

The Wrathful Scaled Dragon King, whose temples were already white but still majestic, said: "If I lead the troops away, it would be a surrender, but wouldn't I also be using my prestige to gain an advantageous position? However, a lord with such a strong spirit cannot use such petty thoughts."

"Sitting in the south of the Yangtze River, a fierce tiger is pressing its claws."

"At my age, I can still meet such a person."

"I will go there myself. You guys should prepare and take out our last belongings."

The adjutant and the young man's expressions suddenly changed. They stared at the majestic back. The Angry Scale Dragon King exhaled but did not respond, so their gazes shifted away and fell on the center of the 72 linked village owners' villages.

Ropes extended from a high pole and stretched out in all directions. The rest of the small boats were tied to these ropes. In the end, the boats were connected to each other, and small boats were connected to small boats, forming an environment like a village in the mountains.

That is the center of the Seventy-two Chain Villages.

The Angry Scaled Dragon King strode over, walked past the boats, stepped over the water, and finally, amid the curious gazes of men, women, old and young, he arrived in front of the core object of the Seventy-Two Linked Villages. It was a huge object, covered with a wide cloth made of different fabrics to protect it from direct sunlight and exposure.

The Angry Scale Dragon King is beginning to grow old.

He had fallen from his peak state, but as he stood here, he could clearly feel the blood in his heart. With his eyes closed, he could still seem to hear roars in his ears and the sound of war drums coming from the wind.

He reached out his hand and pressed it to his heart.

The heart is beating hard and the blood has not cooled down yet.

For decades, the war drum that has been haunting him is his heartbeat.

He stretched out his hand, stroked the huge cloth made of rags from 30,000 people's homes, and said softly: "I'm sorry, old friend, I let you sleep for so long. Look, I've become so old, but..."

"Let's go back to the battlefield. Before I die of old age, I still want to control you and charge into the waters of this world."

"The world is changing!"

"Can you still fight?!"

He grasped the brocade-like existence tightly and pulled it down suddenly.

boom! ! !
The sunlight seemed to be blocked, and the cloth collected by 30,000 poor fishermen turned into a scabbard, sealing this existence. But at this moment, under the roar of the Qilin, the sword was unsheathed again.

As the cloth slipped off.

Huge masts appeared, like a dragon raising its head and baring its fangs.

The nine huge masts are the number of Yang.

The twelve huge sails represent the twelve zodiac signs.

There are huge tail oars on both sides and the tail, like the sharp claws of a dragon.

The building is five stories high, and each floor has three-foot-high low walls on all sides, arrow slits, and battle grids made of hardwood. Soldiers inside are like being protected by huge shields, and the shields are wrapped in leather on all sides to protect against arrows.

The heavy cloth slowly fell down, like a curtain being lifted.

The violent movement seemed to stir up the thing. The water roared and hit the edge of the core of the village, exploding layer upon layer of waves. The young man in brocade clothes was dumbfounded. Such a huge movement was like hearing the roar of a dragon.

Finally, all the cloth slipped into the water.

On the top layer, there is a sculpture of a ferocious dragon, as if looking at the sky.

The wind and waves rise, and the white hair flutters slightly.

Gan Xianglong looked at his father standing with his back to him in front of the giant warship, and felt an indescribable sense of strangeness. He didn't look like the angry and murderous thief of the past, nor was he the bandit who had many friends and maintained the village.

He suddenly felt a murderous intent.

That was not directed at him, but this murderous intent was like a tiger sleeping in the valley, awakened again by the thunder. He turned his head suddenly and saw the adjutant with gray hair and beard standing straight with a solemn look, and a sense of nostalgia in his eyes.

However, the surging murderous aura seemed to intimidate Gan Xianglong so much that he was speechless.

The adjutant, who usually had a good temper, said softly:

"The Red Emperor's world, the main battle treasure ship, the core of the Canglong fleet."

"It is 44 zhang long and 18 zhang wide, and can carry 7,800 soldiers."

Gan Xianglong's scalp tingled.

Hey!
A transportation capacity close to 10,000 people?!

He saw the old man who loved to laugh and play with the children turned around. His eyes were solemn and calm, which he had never seen before. He strode over and said, "Everyone in our army, weigh anchor and wait. I will go and see Qilin, and you will follow me."

The flame that was about to go out in this troubled time finally revived in the battle of Qilin that shook the world. The old Canglong finally gritted his teeth and placed all his bets. The old Dragon King will go to his final destination with his last blood and fire, and his old brother who has been silent for many years.

The only place in the world that might actually welcome a big thief like him.

It's not just about surviving, but about truly leading this group of people to live a normal life without having to worry anymore.

The adjutant responded calmly: "Yes, General!"

Gan Xianglong looked at the huge warship and was so shocked that he was speechless.

“Are we all-in?”

he asks.

The adjutant held the sword and said, "No."

"This time, Boss has put something more important than his own life on the line."

"If we leave the master warrior, we will not be able to protect this warship. The master decided to take the blue dragon with him when he dies. For a naval commander, dying with the warship is the greatest honor." "With a fire, they left completely."

"But now, the general seems to see the possibility that the blue dragon can still gallop across the water."

"A masterpiece of the Mohist mechanism, one of the only two remaining four-spirit-level main battleships."

"Eastern Blue Dragon."

The adjutant said softly, "It is said that heroes are everywhere, but there are some people who seem to be able to attract heroes. In fact, they are not attracting heroes, but we are already in despair, and we are just taking another gamble this time."

"We just don't have the courage and ability to raise our voices."

..............................

The location of the Zhongzhou Academy.

After learning about the problems in the Jiangnan area, these young people almost immediately realized the horror of the Qilin Army. Feng Xiao held a jar of wine and murmured, "This is not right, this is not right. More than a thousand people, plus the captives of the Yuwen family before, there are only more than four thousand people."

"How did it become more than ten thousand?"

"More than a thousand soldiers, so it becomes more than 7,000 or 8,000?"

"No, there's something wrong with the Qilin Army. Where did they come from?"

"Did the soldiers and armor come out of the ravine?"

The young man was stunned for a long time, then he took a sip of wine and slapped his thigh: "This is not right!"

"We said two layers of loss, and he tripled it?!"

Wen Lingjun's voice was calm and gentle: "It was probably to recruit refugees from the mountains as soldiers and to clean up the defeated troops. This was the way of the king to win over the people. I just never thought that this would happen to a young general."

Feng Xiao shook his head and said, "This is too outrageous. In this chaotic world, heroes suddenly appear out of nowhere."

Wen Lingjun said: "There are so many heroes in the world. I once learned from the Yin-Yang School to observe the qi, and I saw that the Central Plains is vast and full of heroic spirit, which is more intense than in the past hundreds of years."

"The world is about to change."

"However, seeing that Li Guanyi's strategy suddenly changed, his tactics and tactics suddenly changed drastically, and he exhausted them at an extremely fast speed, who do you think of with such a style?"

Feng Xiao asked: "Who else could it be?"

"The military tactics of the world are as swift as the wind and as unpredictable as the shadows. Only these two aspects are mastered by Yuan Zhi."

"But in terms of strategy and formation, he is the best among us."

"My idealism is not ruthless enough, my soldiers are not unique enough, and I am slightly inferior to you in the overall situation."

"It's a pity that I didn't meet that guy."

Feng Xiao drank and sighed, "It's not that there's a problem with being the strongest or the second strongest. Normally, the best is the strongest. But in this world, there happens to be such a guy who is slightly inferior to you in terms of overall situation and slightly inferior to Yuan Zhi in terms of battle formation."

"In terms of cruelty, changeability, ingenuity, and strategy, there is always someone stronger than him in the academy."

Wen Lingjun said in a deep voice: "But all of this is concentrated on one person."

“The effect that comes out will definitely be different.”

Feng Xiao grinned, looking a little sad, and said, "So it's a monster."

"If others say he is good at military formations, then even if they have 100 points, he has 95 points. That's not a big deal, but this person is like this in every aspect. I hope I don't have to fight him again, otherwise I will have to admit defeat."

"But this person is with the Seven Turkic Kings in the imperial capital of Ying State. He will most likely go to the grassland in the future."

"We can't touch each other."

"Ah, actually if you think about it this way, it's a bit regrettable."

"In this prosperous era, it is a great pity that I cannot fight against this person."

Wen Lingjun shook his head and reached out his hand to touch his forehead. Thinking of the man who had lost to him in the discussion and then picked up a straight wooden stick beside him and knocked him over, he said helplessly, "Don't talk nonsense. What you say after drinking often comes true."

Feng Xiao was startled.

At this moment, a boy suddenly came in and said that there was a guest here. Wen Lingjun dressed neatly and went to meet him. It turned out to be a gentle young man with a mild temperament, a smile, and meticulousness. He was Master Wang Tong's eldest disciple Fang Ziqiao, who was the top internal affairs officer of the academy.

Fangzi Qiao nodded gently. After chatting with each other, Fangzi Qiao suddenly said:
"You have heard about my junior brother's affairs, right?"

Wen Lingjun said gently: "Yes."

"The Qilin of troubled times is worthy of his reputation. He gallops around and controls the world. Now he has the momentum to rule the south of the Yangtze River. The disciple of Master Wang Tong is amazing."

Fang Zi Qiao smiled and nodded, and handed the gift to Wen Lingjun, who handed it to Feng Xiao. Feng Xiao took a look and found that it was incense from the southwest, not fine wine. He felt very sorry. Fang Zi Qiao smiled and said, "It's just that I, the eldest senior brother, have something to ask Brother Wen."

"As you know, I am not good at battle formations and general trends, but my junior brother is really capable of causing trouble. How about Lingjun give me a plan, and I will give it to my junior brother. As a senior brother, I am helping him."

Fang Zi Qiao smiled gently, his eyes narrowed when he smiled. He was handsome, gentle and kind, and his smile was very gentle.

Wen Lingjun sighed, looking at the incense he had been looking for for a long time. His friend had mentioned Qilin'er last time, and this time he asked for a favor, so he had no choice but to say, "...Okay."

He immediately ground some ink, pondered for a moment, and wrote down the general strategy he had seen, and gave it to Fang Ziqiao.

Fang Zi Qiao chatted for a long time before leaving leisurely.

This gentle gentleman smiled and lowered his eyes.

Second one, done.

Ok……

He looked back at the villa, opened his eyes, and picked up the letter.

Thirty percent of it has been done.

We're waiting for you to come to the academy.

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However, the land of Jiangnan has changed a lot. In the Qilin Army, a swordsman in green shirt was drinking tea and watching the soldiers outside practicing swordsmanship. He was absent-minded for a long time, but old man Siming didn't care. He just used chopsticks to pick up the barbecue and ate it, and drank a glass of Jiangnan wine. He felt very refreshed.

The ferry and water areas are all controlled by the Qilin Army.

The Xue family caravan and Changsun Wuchou's Western Region caravan can move up and down by boat.

The supply capacity is fully utilized.

Recently, the soldiers of the Qilin Army have been able to eat their fill and have meat for every meal. Li Guan breathed a sigh of relief. The young man thought that he had finally fulfilled the first step of his promise to his brothers. Now they have meat to eat, rice to eat, and a place to sleep. After they settle down, they should divide the land.

However, the states of Chen and Ying were also furious and sent large armies here.

Based on the information obtained by Nangong Wumeng, Ying State dispatched 50,000 troops and three famous generals.

The State of Chen also had an army of 50,000 and three famous generals.

Given the current situation in the world, the Jiangnan area is not the top priority. They cannot deploy too many troops in this area. The rapidly developing regent in the Western Regions is the biggest headache for the Chen and Ying states.

The old madman's sphere of influence has expanded by leaps and bounds.

I haven't fought a war for more than ten years and I'm going crazy.

A large part of the 50,000 troops deployed by Chen and Ying in the Jiangnan area were logistical supplies. This was mainly because the supply lines were too long. Unlike Li Guanyi and his gang who were roaming around everywhere, they needed too many supplies.

However, it also brought a lot of pressure to the Qilin Army.

The sword maniac sighed.

Siming seemed to know what the old man was going to say, and said:
"Stop, stop, you can't make a move. If you make a move, then the problem here will be huge. Not to mention what will become of this group of Qilin Army, the Qilin Army led by Li Guanyi and the Qilin Army led by Jian Kuang have different threat levels in the eyes of the two countries."

"Do you believe that if you kill the general today, there will be an army of more than 100,000 soldiers in the two countries tomorrow, and the top 30 generals will appear nearby? Even if you can leave calmly, this Qilin Army will be completely destroyed, and not even a dregs will be left."

"Besides, can your body withstand a few more fierce battles like this?"

Siming lowered his eyes, sighed, and said, "Don't die so early."

"Old man, I don't want to see another old guy I've known for so many years die."

The sword maniac said unrestrainedly: "I won't die yet."

He drank and said to himself: "That day, I flattened the Yin-Yang Wheel Sect. I have already sent a letter of greeting to all my old friends in this world. In this final battle, all past grudges will be wiped out. In this final battle, I will take Guanyi with me."

Siming was drunk and bored, so he asked, "Where are we going?"

The sword maniac was holding the wine.

The silver-haired girl sat quietly between the two old men and poured more wine for the sword maniac.

The blue-shirted swordsman smiled gently, nodded, and said, "The academy."

"After three battles with the Su Wang, it's time to decide the winner."

"After this great victory, Guanyi should also take a rest and recuperate. He will follow me to the martial arts world."

Sima Ming said nothing. Li Guanyi and Yuan Zhi were also discussing the current strategy. Because the Qilin Army had won battle after battle and was gaining great reputation, local militiamen from various cities came to join them. The combat troops and logistics had expanded from 13,500 to 18,000, including many young and strong men who joined as logistics soldiers.

Li Guanyi felt like he was going to vomit.

He has surpassed General Yuwen Tianxian's own command ability.

"No, no, no, we can't handle so many mouths."

"Tell Fan Qing and Yu Wenhua to shut up!"

"If there's one more, I'll die right in front of them both!"

"I, I, I, I'm hanging myself!"

The young general gnashed his teeth, and Yuan Zhi laughed gently, "Chen and Ying have both sent troops here. If it weren't for the increase in troops, our defense would also be under great pressure. But defense is not a long-term solution. We have to train the navy in the end."

Li Guanyi said: "I do have an appointment with someone, but he is not here at the moment..."

At this moment, Fan Qing outside suddenly said, "General, sir!"

"somebody is coming!"

It was quite noisy outside. When Li Guanyi and Yuan Zhi went out, the soldiers of the Qilin Army all changed color. Li Guan took a big step out of the barracks, but was also stunned. A man who looked to be in his fifties, quite rough, with his upper body naked, was walking slowly forward.

Chains bound his body, pulling a boat behind him.

Although the ship was traveling on water, such bravery still shocked the generals.

It’s the Angry Scale Dragon King!

The man walked forward barefoot, with scars on his back. When he saw Li Guanyi, he stepped forward, half-knelt on the ground, and said, "I am a man of the Jianghu, Kou Yulie. I don't know the general's reputation. I offended him a lot that day. Today I come to thank you and apologize!"

Li Guanyi and Yuan Zhi looked at each other, and the young general was overjoyed and stepped forward to support the Angry Scaled Dragon King Kou Yulie.

"Old sir, please stand up quickly!"

The Angry Scale Dragon King said, "I wonder if the general still needs the navy matters that I agreed with him that day?"

Li Guanyi said: "It's just the time when we need it!"

"How many people are there, old man?"

The Angry Scale Dragon King Kou Yulie stretched out three fingers, Li Guanyi exhaled, and Yuan Zhi nodded.

Three thousand people can solve the urgent problem.

The old man's response made Li Guanyi and Yuan Zhi's expressions freeze.

Kou Yulie raised his eyes, and the raging dragon king who was roaming all over the place grinned, his brows furious, and replied:
"Thirty thousand people!"

(End of this chapter)